On that day, the Xishan Temple on the slope of the West Mountain sounded like in the past, showing a unique tranquility and mystery.

I saw an abbot dressed in a light yellow robe in the temple, leading all the monks in monks' robes to recite the scriptures devoutly.

Suddenly, they heard a woman's noise, and before they could hear it clearly, the sensitive people in the monks looked up in the wild, and there was a woman they were familiar with standing at the door of the temple, Mrs. Wu. She is still dressed in a vegetarian dress, which makes people know that she is wearing filial piety at a glance.

The abbot stretched out his hands into the void and pressed them gently, and the monks stopped chanting. Mrs. Wu's voice was louder, my husband built the temple for nothing, there was no god to bless him, he was sick and passed away, and his life was as short as that of a common man......

The abbot said, "Donor, mourn! We are willing to do excesses for the husband of the benefactor.

Mrs. Wu first smiled bitterly, and then said disdainfully, what are you doing to be excessive! The priest in the Catholic church said that my husband went to hell.

The abbot said in a reserved way that going to hell can also be excessive.

Mrs. Wu kept shaking her head and said, "I don't believe it, unless you monks have the ability to summon my husband's dead soul from hell to talk to me."

The abbot and the monks were silent.

After a moment of stiffness, the abbot said, "You have to let the soul possess you, and we monks believe in the Dharma and don't bother to practice the kind of spells that are on the sidelines."

Mrs. Wu said unhappily, that's okay, I won't ask you to do anything? As you know, this temple was built at the expense of my husband Wu Dacheng, and since it has no effect on me and my husband, I plan to sell the house of this temple for other purposes, so why should I give it to you for nothing?

The abbot was stunned, but still said kindly, donor, don't have an ostomy karma. The priest said that your husband must go to hell for a reason.

Mrs. Wu asked rhetorically, what is the reason? Are you making it clear? Then he exited the temple gate.

At this time, the abbot and the monks were very nervous, and they were anxiously discussing with each other, what if the female benefactor really sold the temple in anger?

One morning, Mrs. Wu arrived early in the church hall dressed in a cheongsam as she had done last time, and the priest waited there early to wait for her, and motioned for her to sit on a chair against the wall.

The priest said, "Madame, wait a moment, when Deng Min's wife comes, Deng Min's ghost will explain to you."

Mrs. Wu said "um", not looking at the priest, but at a square table in the hall. There is a spirit tablet on the square table, on which a cross is drawn, and the words "Deng Min's Spirit Position" are written below. After a while, a female believer dressed in a black robe came in from outside the door.

The priest pointed to her and introduced her to Mrs. Wu, who was Deng Min's widow and a female believer in our church.

The female believer nodded at Mrs. Wu and said hello. Then she stood in front of the spirit card, her hands folded, her lips squirmed, and she prayed silently. At first the voice was small and inaudible, but slowly it became louder: O poor dead husband, pray for your wife that God will redeem your soul and ascend to heaven! ……

Mrs. Wu glanced at her father. The priest sensitively approached her and whispered, "Wait, after they have finished speaking, you can ask Deng Min's ghost about your husband." Mrs. Wu bowed her head silently and waited patiently.

The priest suddenly stood up from his seat, also folded his feet, and began to speak, and the priest of the church respectfully invited Deng Min's heroic spirit to speak. ……

At this time, before the priest had finished speaking, he heard a man's sobs under the table, but no one could be seen. Then you can hear the sound of crying and crying.

When the female believer heard it, it was the familiar cry of her husband, and she was so sad that she was infected by that atmosphere, and she also hid her face and wept bitterly, and looked under the table while crying, but she could not see anything.

I can hear Deng Min's ghost crying and complaining, wife, I lost my body after I got sick, and now I am just a lump of gas, you can't see me, I can see you.

The husband and wife can only meet with the help of sound feelings, because yin and yang are separated, one is without a trace, and the other is tangible and physical. They wept and talked for about ten minutes, and the priest listened with astonishment, looking calm.

It was the first time that Mrs. Wu had seen people and ghosts talking, and she thought it was very strange. She opened her mouth wide, and she was stunned, although she couldn't see the shadow of Deng Min's undead, but from that look, she could see that she completely believed that Deng Min's undead was indeed under that table or just above that spirit card.

Suddenly, a miracle occurred, and Deng Min's undead ghost sighed and said something verifiable, and the priest, Mrs. Wu, and especially his widow listened attentively.

Deng Min's ghost said, Qiu Ying, when I passed away, I was in great pain and had no strength to speak, so there was one thing I didn't tell you.

The female believer wiped a handful of tears and asked vigilantly, what is the matter?

Deng Min's ghost said, before I arrived at the hospital alive, I took off a single coat I usually wear and put it on the back of the chair in the bedroom at home, and there are 50 pieces of cash in the pocket of the shirt, you go back and touch it, and see if the 50 pieces of cash are still in the pocket?

The female believer replied, "I'll go back and look for it right away." He said hello to the priest and left.

The priest looked at Mrs. Wu, who had been waiting for so long, and said, "You can ask Deng Min about things now."

Mrs. Wu said, don't ask for the time being, I want to see if Qiu Ying can really take out 50 yuan from the pocket of the single coat when she goes home.

Deng Min's ghost said, you sit and wait for a cup of tea, and Qiu Ying will bring the piece of Xianyang to you and the priest to see.

Mrs. Wu heard a man's voice speak under the table, but she couldn't see the figure. Then he looked at the priest with a calm look and said, "I believe this." Then he said under the table, Mr. Deng Min, can I ask you one thing?

Deng Min's undead replied, you ask!

Mrs. Wu said, my husband Wu Dacheng recently died of a sudden illness, I asked Mr. Father Priest to summon his ghost, but he couldn't summon him, Mr. Priest also said that my husband was caught by a bad messenger and went to hell, so he couldn't summon him, is this true or false?

Deng Min's undead replied that it was true. Your husband was tried in the underworld instead of being caught in hell, and the judge said that countless unjust spirits reported that he had done a heinous and unforgivable deed when he was the prefect of Shandong Province.

Mrs. Wu asked in disbelief, "My husband has always been kind and virtuous, will he still do bad things?"

Deng Min's ghost said, "Madam, listen to me, there was a great drought in Shandong Province one year, and there was no grain harvest, and there were countless victims. Your husband wrote a report to the court, and the emperor ordered a large amount of official silver and daily necessities to be delivered to the Shandong Provincial Government, but your husband only gave a small amount of official silver and daily necessities to the victims, and most of them were privately embezzled and appropriated and kept for himself.

As a result, more than eighty or ninety percent of the victims starved to death, and the predicament of famine in Shandong could not be alleviated, and the fields, mountains, and village houses were full of dead bodies, which was unbearable to see.

At that time, someone in the provincial government knew the inside story and secretly wrote a letter to the court to sue your husband for embezzling the official money and daily necessities for the relief of the victims. The emperor was furious, and immediately sent a group of ministers to investigate in Shandong Province, if it is true, he will arrest your husband and behead him.

When your husband learned of the inside story, he did his best to make a long sleeve and a good dance, and received the ministers who came down to investigate the problem in every possible way, and in addition to bribing a large amount of gold and silver, so as to seal their mouths.

As the saying goes: If you eat other people's soft mouths, you will get other people's soft hands. When the minister returned to the court, he sent a false report to the emperor, saying that your husband had not committed corruption, but that someone had made false accusations against him when he saw that he had done a good job. When the emperor heard this, he will not pursue your husband.

But people are doing it, the sky is watching, people's hearts can be deceived, and the sky cannot be bullied. Because your husband did that kind of bad thing that hurt heaven and reason, and he also used tricks to trap the court officials to shield him from life and death, coupled with the ghosts of thousands of hungry people who starved to death, they often gathered to go to the underworld to beat drums and voice grievances to find Wu Dacheng to ask for his life.

In this way, Hades will send a bull head and a horse to take away your husband's soul, and he will naturally die in the shadows. When he arrived at Hades, the judge reprimanded him for the crimes he committed in the Yang world, and it was inevitable that he would be sent to hell.

Mrs. Wu's face turned black and white when she heard this, she was convinced, but she had doubts, so she asked, how do you know so clearly?

Deng Min's undead replied, "When your husband was tried in the Hall of Ghost Judgment, many innocent souls were listening, and I was one of the observers.

Mrs. Wu asked again unconvinced, "Isn't it possible that my husband has done many good deeds later and cannot atone for the sins he has committed?"