The black-faced Yaksha said in a tough manner, what is the use of you saying so much to me? Sending you to the Abi Hell to be punished is the judge's judgment in accordance with the Yin Law, and I can't change it, just like the judgment of the Yang Judge, as a law enforcer, can I not enforce it?

Suddenly, he heard a burst of laughter, and the black-faced Yaksha turned to see that a tall Yin official wearing an official hat had appeared at the door.

After he laughed, he said to the black-faced Yaksha, "The official is here, and he just heard what the sin soul Xiao Qi said, and felt that he had the intention of repenting for his sins, so according to his wishes, give him a little chance, let him dream to his relatives and friends in the Yang world, and tell him what he saw and heard in hell and the situation of his torture, so as to educate the world. He was thus exempted from the punishment of the Hell of Abi, and the punishment which he should have received in the city of death was not commuted.

Why don't you apologize to the judge of Hades? The black-faced Yaksha finished speaking. The revenant Xiao Qi said with tears in his eyes, Judge of the Underworld, please accept the sin soul Xiao Qi's worship, the sin soul Xiao Qi will remember your forgiveness and salvation grace, I will serve my sentence well in the city of vain death, strive to be reborn as soon as possible, and never disappoint your high hopes.

Many years later, the ghost Chang Dexiang was reincarnated as a singing cicada, and in summer and autumn, it chirped incessantly in the forests of the Eastern Land Kingdom.

At that time, there was a boy with a painting jacket sketching in the woods, and because he couldn't find a suitable sketching reference, he walked through the sheep's intestine path. Suddenly hearing the cicada's call, he followed the sound and found a large-headed cicada with its tail fluttering because of its sound resting on the branch of a jujube sour tree, and he had the desire to draw it with it as a reference.

As he was writing, the big-headed cicada made a terrible cry, but it was a praying mantis that sneaked up from behind, clamping one of its wings with two cyan and slender melon seeds, and the other wing of it, beating desperately, but to no avail.

The spotted belly lines of the big-headed cicada are turning diagonally, looking very clear, like a wriggling paintbrush. The boy felt compassion for him, and quickly approached the jujube tree, grabbed the grass-green praying mantis, plucked the big-headed cicada out of its entangled claws, and released it, and then let the praying mantis go.

This boy's name is Zou Xianci, he is a student in the art class of high school, his cultural class is average, but he has a specialty of painting, so he went to the art class. Teachers who teach art often emphasize in the pulpit that when learning art, we should pay attention to artistic virtue.

Zou Xianci felt that the teacher was not specific about the word Yide. That time, when I heard the teacher emphasize it again, he raised his hand to speak, "Teacher, I don't understand the art virtues you are talking about." The teacher smiled and said that I simply don't make tedious explanations, I'm afraid that the more you explain, the more confused you will be, I'll just say it, you who study art, you have to accumulate virtue, and accumulating virtue is to do more good deeds. Doing good deeds and accumulating virtue go together, you know?

Zou Xianci, who had been standing for a while, said I understood, and the teacher motioned for him to sit down. He secretly warned himself: In the future, if you do more good deeds and accumulate virtue, you will naturally have artistic virtue. This time he came out to sketch, rescued the big-headed cicada caught by the praying mantis, and released the caught mantis, he felt that he was not waiting for the opportunity to hunt the mantis yellow finch behind, especially relieved, because he did a good deed, and also accumulated a virtue, he thought about it for granted.

This year, he participated in the national unified college entrance examination, and Zou Xianci's art class passed the test, and it exceeded the admission line by more than 10 points, but the cultural class was so dangerous that he just passed the line. After the scores came out, he was a little excited, and he was finally admitted to the national formal art academy.

On the night he received the admission letter, Zou Xianci had a strange dream, dreaming that he was admitted to an art college in the provincial capital, and it was the big-headed cicada who helped.

It's really strange, how can the big-headed cicada help? He asked, puzzled. The big cicada said that when you answer the question with the test paper of the basic course of culture, there is a country on it and you forget to add a little bit of the word "country", and 0.5 points should be deducted. In order to repay you for saving my life before, I flew to your test paper and scattered a small particle, which just filled in the missing point of the word "country", so as to help you realize your dream of going to school. At this particularly critical time, if I don't help you, you will lose your name.

Zou Xianci had forgotten about the incident, and asked, when did I save your life? The big-headed cicada told the details of the time when it was caught by the praying mantis and rescued by Zou Xianci and released.

After waking up from the dream, Zou Xianci told the teacher about this strange dream, saying that he was admitted to the Provincial Art Academy because Cicada cheated on him, and if he didn't cheat, he would be poor; If it did, he would rather drop out.

The teacher smiled indifferently and said that this was nonsense. From ancient times to the present, only people cheat in exams, how can there be cicadas and other heterogeneous people who cheat for others? But in order to confirm whether the dream he had was true or false, Zou Xianci repeatedly asked the school teacher to check his test papers through the corresponding channels.

As a result, when the education department applied for the examination paper of the cultural basic course he filled in from tens of thousands of test papers, what the big-headed cicada said in his dream was true.

It is scattered on the test paper to fill in a little bit of the word "country", and the sesame big point is still there! For this reason, Zou Xianci, who had already enrolled in school, insisted on dropping out of school, and said that the reason why he was able to go to school was because Cicada cheated on him.

But this matter was publicized, and the admissions department and the school involved all thought that Zou Xianci, the candidate, had good moral character and said that they would not be held accountable. Zou Xianci was very grateful to the cicada, and whenever he had time, he painted the cicada, especially the big-headed cicada, to show his gratitude.

In this way, his cicada painting art has grown a lot, and not long after, there have been many cicada paintings on the elegant hall, almost comparable to Zhang Daqian's paintings, and by the East and Southeast Asian countries and regions of the well-known collection.

In the summer of the second year, Zou Xianci returned to his home in the countryside to spend the summer vacation, where could he be idle, he still put up his painting jacket to paint the cicada, painting the big-headed cicada he dreamed of when he saved his life last year.

Draw it resting and crawling in a tree; Draw its belly bulging and screaming "I know, I know"; Drawing a scene where it easily disappears like a shadow in the sky as it flies, in short, he paints all kinds of pictures around the imagination of the big-headed cicada.

At noon on the day when he was tired of painting, he fell asleep on the bamboo bed in the hall and snored. At this time, it was clear that he was dreaming, and in his dream he was still drawing the big-headed cicada he preferred.

Suddenly, a red-crowned crane as white as snowflakes flew in front of him and actually talked to him. It said, Zou Xianci, thank you for painting me every day and painting all kinds of images of me. Zou Xianci was stunned, he looked at the red-crowned crane and said, what did you say? I draw you every day. Where am I drawing you? I'm drawing a big-headed cicada.

The red-crowned crane pecked a cicada painting with its slender beak and danced in the wind for a while, then let go of it and said, "You are painting my predecessor." My predecessor was the big-headed cicada you saved my life.

Zou Xianci didn't believe it, he said, how can you see it? The red-crowned crane told him that since he was saved by him last year, the predecessor of the red-crowned crane, a big-headed cicada, stopped calling and meditated on the tree, but just in winter, it feathered like a Taoist who had cultivated for many years.

However, because the starting point of its cultivation is low, it starts from cicadas, so it can't be like a human being, once it cultivates, it has the hope of ascending to heaven and becoming an immortal. However, the big-headed cicada is good, and through cultivation, it has been upgraded to a life level, and it has been reincarnated from a low-level cicada insect to a high-level flying bird-red-crowned crane. Some people call the red-crowned crane an angel, and it should be said that it is not far from the gods in the sky.