Qian Bujin himself was miserable and had low self-esteem. He heard someone say that people suffering from leprosy were isolated on an uninhabited island and received state relief for free. If they ran out casually and contracted the epidemic, it would be tantamount to committing a crime. He was tortured by burning. Although this was a rumor, Qian Bujin believed it to be true. During the treatment, he repeatedly asked the doctor if he was suffering from leprosy. The doctor said that the symptoms did not resemble those of leprosy, which relieved his fear a little.
His family was financially strapped, and this strange skin disease was not cured, which cost him a huge amount of medical expenses.
He went back and told his wife that there was no need to go to the provincial hospital, but the disease had to be treated. His wife found him a Chinese medicine doctor who looked at his symptoms and prescribed medicine. He drank, drank and scrubbed more than ten Chinese herbal medicines. One time, Qian Bujin was made to sit in a large steamer with a large pot of Chinese herbal medicine boiled underneath. He was made to simmer in it like a sauna for more than two hours. However, there was still no effect after that. Although the sores have faded a little, they still cling to his body in various places.
Qian Bujin said that living like this is worse than death. His wife told him to hold on and comforted him that the disease would definitely be cured. However, he secretly invited witches and gods to avoid outsiders and cast spells and chant sutras for him to "suppress evil spirits". He also lit incense, candles and paper near the tomb cave where the money, fortune telling, coins and antiques were touched, hoping to make amends and eliminate disasters. It was so miraculous. After doing it for a while, it still had no effect on treating the locust sores on my body.
The days were easy to pass, but before I knew it, it was a hot and unbearable summer. Qian Bujin's body was covered with locust sores. Salty sweat and pus mixed with dirty blood flowed and mixed together, exuding a pungent and unpleasant smell. Turbidity. He also had to keep shaking the fan, and when he was tired of fanning, he would cover it with a quilt. Otherwise, blowflies would fly over and lay eggs on it to lay maggots, accelerating the contamination and decay of the sores. Such pain, itching, and the muggy heat made Qian Bujin extremely uncomfortable and kept moaning.
At this time, his wife went everywhere to get relief money for his treatment but couldn't get it, so she sold a buffalo at home and got several thousand yuan. She sent Qian Bujin to a skin rehabilitation hospital in the provincial capital for treatment, and they also prescribed medicine and scrubs. , oral administration, intravenous injection, etc. In less than a week, all the money was spent, and the sores on his body still did not get better and festered even more severely.
The hospital mobilized Qian Bujin to transfer him to another hospital, but where could he find the money to transfer him? Even after being transferred to another hospital, the treatment situation may not be optimistic. Qian Bujin then said to his wife, "Send me home and there is no need for treatment."
The wife cried secretly and reluctantly accompanied Qian Bujin to leave the provincial capital and return to her home in the countryside. There is a toon tree more than three feet high in front of the house. My wife said that she would cut it down and sell it for lumber. She would give money to her husband and pick some Chinese herbal medicine to wash away the sores. Qian Bujin stopped him pessimistically: Don't touch that tree. Besides, it's hard to cure my disease. It's better to keep it and use it to make a coffin to bury my body when I die.
After listening to the door god's story, Earth Immortal Pei Shi'en walked into the main room and looked at the sickly Qian Bujin whose hands were still scratching his body. He knew that he was in a miserable situation where he could neither die nor survive. When the Earth Immortal Pei Shi'en exited the main room and left, the door god said to him, "Master, can you give poor Qian Jin a cure for his illness?" Earth Immortal Pei Shi'en replied, "It's hard to tell. I want to find out if the ghost you mentioned dressed as a member is responsible for it."
Under the desolate ridge on the north side of the paved village road, squatting was a male ghost dressed as a member of the Communist Party of China. He stared at a pile of white skeletons with a sullen look on his face. Sometimes he would vent his anger and curse, "You are so If you treat me badly, I will make you miserable. Deserve it!
Suddenly there was a slap on the back. He looked back and saw an old man with gray hair and childish face standing in front of him. He introduced himself with a smile, "I am the Earth Immortal Pei Shi'en, and I am just here to talk to you." The male ghost stood up and said, I don't know you! Earth Immortal Pei Shi'en took out the black-covered certificate issued to him by Hades and showed it to him, then said, "Don't you know me now?" The male ghost knew his background and did not dare to make any mistakes. He bowed his hands respectfully and said, "I am a member of the Communist Party of China during the Southern Song Dynasty. My surname is Yao, my given name is conservative and my nickname is Jianxun. I was a rich man in Ma'anshan back then."
Long time admiration! Long time admiration! The road god showed me the way just now and told me your name, Yuan Wai Yao, but I didn’t know about your glorious rich history. Earth Immortal Pei Shi'en spoke and kicked the pile of skeletons with his foot.
A good man does not mention his bravery. After the ghost Yao Yuanwai said this, he squatted down again, spread his hands on the pile of skeletons to cover them, and said, "Master, don't kick with your feet, these are the remains of my past life." Earth Immortal Pei Shi'en said sorry and asked him why his remains were exposed. Ghost member Yao stood up and his face darkened, saying, "Master, I get angry when I mention this matter."
A country bumpkin named Qian Bujin dug up my grave while building a road. Since the coffin in which I was buried was infested with termites, the grave was filled with my bones. He picked them up and threw them casually under the ridge on the roadside. Nor will they be buried. I also took the ancient coins, weapons, jades and other objects buried in the soil as my burial objects to some cultural relics exhibition hall to exchange them for money. Humph, I didn't take it easy on him. I threw a basket of highly poisonous locusts at him, causing him to get leech sores all over his body, which couldn't be cured no matter how hard the ground was.
Mr. Yao, this is why I came to you. Earth Immortal Pei Shi'en suddenly revealed his intention.
Do you want to help Qian predict gold? What he did was so unethical. It didn't matter that he exchanged the ancient coins, weapons and jades that I buried in the soil for money. He shouldn't have left my bones here and exposed them to the outside for a long time. My soul is uneasy! So I stay here every day recently. The ghost Yao Yuanwai became more and more excited as he talked, and he clenched his fists unconsciously, as if he was so angry that he wanted to punch someone.
Mr. Yao, please listen to me. Qian Bujin did offend you, but you didn’t know that he offended you. He didn’t realize the dangers of throwing away a pile of ancient human remains. Earth Immortal Pei Shi'en patiently worked for Yao Yuanwai, so be it! I want to find a way to coordinate between you and Qian Bujin, so that he can quickly bury your remains elsewhere and put them to rest. Can you forgive him?
If he does what you want, I will forgive him. Ghost Yao said in a serious tone, otherwise he would be covered in locust sores and deserve to die.
A word is settled. Earthly Immortal Pei Shi'en, who spoke with an affirmative tone, reached out and held hands with ghost Yao Yuanwai.
A few days later, the villagers near Ma'anshan felt strange that Qian Bujin was not dead. They cut down the toon tree in front of their door and sawed it into lumber. They asked a carpenter to make a coffin, and then asked a painter to paint it black. They didn't know what was inside the coffin. After hearing something, he closed the coffin lid, nailed the horse nails, and asked eight "mourning husbands" commonly known as "eight lifts" to carry the coffin to the mountain for burial, and then built a pile of loess as a tomb.
Qian Bujin, who was covered with locust sores, and his wife, who looked melancholy, knelt down one by one to burn incense and turn paper into paper, looking pious.
A few days later, someone asked Qian Buqian's wife privately, and she didn't see the dead person. What was in the coffin for burial? She didn't answer, and it was not convenient for her to answer. She just looked at her husband who was still moaning and sighed secretly.
As for what was in the coffin, besides Qian Bujin and his wife, the earthly immortal Pei Shi'en and the ghost Yao Yuanwai also knew.
At this time, Earth Immortal Pei Shi'en found the ghost Yao Yuanwai and said, Qian Bujin and his wife have picked up all your remains and buried them in the jungle of Ma'anshan. Now you can rest in peace!
Ghost member Yao said with a wry smile, my remains have been exposed for too long and are finally buried. Thank you for your mediation. Earth Immortal Pei Shi'en patted him on the shoulder and said that Qian Bujin had leech sores all over his body, you have to find a way to cure him! As the saying goes: The person who ties the bell has to untie it, and you have to solve his illness.
Ghost member Yao said in a troubled tone, "I can't do anything about it now. Most of Qian Bujin's muscles are rotten due to the leech poison, and I have no power to save him." However, I heard that the Immortal Hua Tuo has an immortal method that can cure this disease, but I am a lonely ghost and do not have the magic to ask the Immortal Hua Tuo to come to the world to cure the disease. God, you should be able to do it.
Earth Immortal Pei Shi'en said dissatisfiedly, "Yao Yuanwai, is this how you forgive Qian Bujin?" The ghost member Yao said guiltily, "Master, I'm sorry, Yao really doesn't have the ability to treat Qian Bujin, so I can only leave it to you."
