That morning, Qian Wanguan, who was lying on the sleeping bunk in the firewood room on West Street, woke up and felt pain in his body, he moaned a few times, and said to himself: I dreamed last night, I was caught by a cow head and a horse face and taken to the underworld and beaten 30 boards, is this true? Otherwise, how can I have pain in my body?

He didn't resent it at all, and there was a hint of a smile on his face, and he suddenly said softly: You deserve it! Who told you that you were greedy for money and evil, and that you were utterly foolish?

When the god heard his words, he took a bottle of divine water similar to a medical potion in the yang world, dipped it in a cotton skewer, approached Qian Wanguan, and rubbed it against his scarred back and buttocks while he turned over.

Qian Wanguan reached out and touched his body, but he didn't feel obvious scars. But it was always uncomfortable, he gritted his teeth and got up, reached out and took a small round mirror from under the pillow to take a look around, and found that his back and buttocks were purple. It's strange that I didn't have the pain when I just woke up from my dream, and now I even have a sense of comfort.

Where does Qian Wanguan know? The god of the house that he couldn't see was carefully healing him with a cotton skewer dipped in a potion! In the same way, he couldn't see the left and right door gods like two strong men rushing over, doing very professional massage on the left and right sides of his back and buttocks, just like the beater who treated bruises gave Qian Wanguan a few pinching and massage, and he felt much more comfortable.

As soon as he was comfortable, he got dressed and turned over to stay, and after washing, he immediately brought the urine jar and washed his face to the old and inconvenient Fu Mother as usual, and then went to the stove to light firewood to cook breakfast and send it to the old man.

The gods of the family and the gods of the left and right doors got together to praise him, and at the same time talked about the fact that after he fell asleep last night, his spirit body was detained by the bull head and the horse face to the underworld for corporal punishment of thirty boards.

The family god said that if it weren't for Wanguan to change his evil and return to the right and do more good deeds, plus chanting Buddha and practicing, he would not have let him go back to Yang if he was captured by the bull head and horse face this time.

Of course it is.

The right door god said, it seems that people still have to do more good deeds, no matter how evil a person is, once he repents and becomes a good person, no matter how big his sin is, even if it is a capital crime, the king of the underworld has the possibility of forgiving him. Qian Wanguan is a living example.

The god of the family said that according to his past sins, it is no wonder that he does not go to Infernal Hell!

The gods of the left and right doors rushed to say that Qian Wanguan is now practicing, worshipping the Buddha and reciting the Buddha day and night, and maybe he will be reborn in the Western Elysium. Leaving the six realms, maybe better than people and gods, in the future, eternal life will not fall and suffer, but happiness is boundless!

On this day, the sun was scorching and it was very hot. Wu Xiaoda's pharmacy has no one to buy medicine, and his son Wu Daode on duty keeps shaking his fan. Then he walked out of the door of the drugstore, and saw a stocky man with a large vat on his shoulder approaching from a distance, getting closer and closer, and then carefully unloading the vat from his shoulder and placing it under a large oak tree in the shade on the side of the street.

Wu Xiaoda glanced at the short and fat man, and found that his face was yellow, wearing a blue shirt with patches, and he was squatting down, holding a piece of chalk and writing two words on the outer wall of the vat: Sell the vat.

Wu Daode muttered dissatisfiedly: Fuck, don't block my business. His voice was so low that the stocky man didn't hear it, still grinding around an empty water tank. Wu Daode approached him, his face was blue, and he was about to scold the short and fat man, when a group of customers patronizing the pharmacy suddenly came to the street, and he returned to the pharmacy to take care of business.

After a while, a group of customers either bought medicine and some did not, but they all left the pharmacy. Wu Daode walked out again and saw a slender man talking to a short and fat man.

The slender man pointed to the water tank and said, Kuang Guangbu, you sold it, what do you take to hold water at home?

Kwong Guangbu replied, take a bucket and hold water! I didn't want to sell it, but my family of five is now in a famine year, you don't know. Kuang Guangjin, to tell you the truth, my wife and I haven't touched a grain of rice for three days, and the three children drank porridge that can see the shadow a few days ago, and today we don't even drink porridge. I had to sell the only water tank in the house, and if I could sell it, I would go to the grain store to buy some rice and go home to help the emergency, or the three children would starve. I don't know if anyone has bought this tank. Alas, for the sake of livelihood, there is really no way.

Wu Daode suddenly walked over and stomped his feet, scolding Kuang Guangbu, quickly move the water tank away, don't block the business of our pharmacy.

Kuang Guangbu was honest, looking at him without speaking, with a wooden expression.

Kuang Guangjin was fair, and argued for him, Kuang Guangbu put the water tank here to sell, and it was far away from your pharmacy, so why did you want him to go? Besides, he sells water tanks, and your pharmacy sells medicine, which are two different things, and they can't hinder your family's business.

Wu Daode was speechless, looking at Kuang Guangbu and saying, you move away!

Suddenly, a carriage drove over, and an old man wearing thin silk and glasses got out of the cart full of goods, he was Wu Xiaoda, the owner of the pharmacy.

Wu Daode hurriedly greeted him, shouted Dad, and then pointed to Kuang Guangbu and said domineeringly, this person sells water tanks here, blocking the financial route of our pharmacy, Dad, let him go!

Unexpectedly, Wu Xiaoda was very reasonable, reached out and patted Wu Daodao's shoulder, and whispered, leave him alone.

Kuang Guangjin saw that Wu Xiaoda and his son were busy unloading the goods from the carriage together, and whispered, Guangbu, I want to help the Wu family pharmacy unload the goods and get some power to spend, see if it's okay?

Kuang Guangbu was also moved. He said, I also want to help unload the goods and get some labor fees, but I don't know if this water tank can be sold.

Kuang Guangjin lowered his voice, I'll ask first, if it's okay, you can also participate in unloading, of course it's better than selling water tanks. Then he slowly approached Wu Xiaoda, and asked with a very respectful look, Boss Wu, do you want someone to help with unloading?

Wu Xiaoda was carrying a box of medicinal herbs, saying that he didn't need it, there were not many goods, and we would move it ourselves.

Kuang Guangjin left in frustration.

Wu Daode was also carrying a box of medicinal herbs and found Kuang Guangbu staring at him, he yelled angrily, fuck, what are you looking at?!

Wu Xiaoda heard his son speak with scum, and said with a straight face, morality, I named you morality, I just want you to talk about morality, you scold when you open your mouth, and you don't talk about morality at all, which really disappoints my father.

Wu Daode carried the box containing medicinal materials and honestly sent it to the pharmacy to stack it and put it away, and never said a word again.

In the afternoon, the sun was setting in the west, and the shadow of the oak tree on the side of the street was also elongated, as was the shadow of Kuang Guangbu, who was guarding the water tank.

He was looking forward to selling the water tank that had been left unattended for a long time, but it never sold. He leaned against the oak tree, and his eyes were somewhat glazed as he looked at the superimposed shadows and figures on the ground. He even saw the shadow and figure of the tree as an illusion, like two intertwined paths that stretched out into the street, drawing a customer to buy a water tank.

Perhaps this kind of thought that he couldn't hold back in his heart had an effect, and suddenly, a middle-aged man across the street crossed the street and walked towards him, no! It was towards a large water tank that he had kept here for nearly a whole day.

As soon as the middle-aged man came, he reached out and touched the edge of the water tank, from the outside to the inside, and from the inside to the outside, and sometimes bent the "V" shaped bone joint of the middle finger, knocking the edge of the water tank like the old man knocking the mischievous child "hairy chestnut shell", and then tilted his head to listen to it make a clear sound similar to a copper cymbal. Obviously, the middle-aged man was more satisfied, and looked at Kuang Guangbu again. And then,

How much does this tank cost?

Kuang Guangbu replied, 50 hanging money.

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and smiled, and asked tentatively, can it be less?

Kuang Guangbu did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically, are you willing to make a price?

The middle-aged man said, I am only willing to pay 40 yuan.

Kuang Guangbu felt that he had waited for nearly a whole day and had not sold it, thinking that this was a good opportunity and could not be missed, so he said, 40 hangs will be 40 hangs, you pay and carry the water tank away!

The middle-aged man untied the blanket around his waist and was about to pay Kuang Guangbu. Wu Daodao, who had been standing at the door of the pharmacy watching and listening to them talk about business, suddenly walked over, pointed to the water tank and shouted, there was a crack at the bottom of the tank.