The old man's words have a origin, Li Jieshi, who was reprimanded by Wu Daqiang, the owner of the kiln, went down the mountain yesterday afternoon, it was not early, the dark clouds in the sky were thick, the sand and stones were flying on the ground, and the wind blowing from the other side of the lake whined. Li Jieshi's green hair was blown from side to side.

At this time, the sky was sparse and drizzling, and his face felt wet, and he raised his hand to touch it, and noticed that something was shaking on his head, and then grabbed it on the top of his head, hey, a handful of slippery things pasted on his hand, and when he put it down, he was dumbfounded, it was a piece of black and white sticky bird droppings that he had touched and scattered.

Bird droppings fall from the sky on the head, and in superstitious terms, it is to be memorized, and in unlucky terms, it is to die. Li Xie Shi thought depressedly: I was reprimanded by my boss today, and it is time to turn my back, as for dying, is it to die myself?

He didn't believe it a little, but he paid special attention, and when he came to the house that sat in the willow bushes by the lake, he saw the willow trees that had been blown forward and backward by the wind, as if they were about to break, and then listened to the muffled thunder that loomed in the depths of the clouds and the occasional thunder with the flash of a snake, and he became more and more nervous, and went straight to his dormitory, for fear of thunder.

When he arrived at the dormitory, he calmed his nerves and washed off the guano on his hands with half a basin of unpoured foot washing water; He also used his hand as a cloth to wipe off the bird droppings on his hair, then straightened up, and suddenly became nervous again, didn't Wu Daqiang, the owner of the kiln, want him to watch Fuwa?

I want to catch Fuwa's sacrifice chimney tonight, but this dormitory is empty, and Fuwa doesn't know where to go, what should I do? He wanted to go out and look for it, but hesitantly went around to the door and stood, watched the wind rush outside, and then retreated back to the room.

He thought that it was going to rain heavily, and Fuwa, who was diligent in his hands and feet, might be doing cleaning work in a house and would come back in a while, so he was lucky enough to comfort himself and relaxed. But he was a little tired, so he lay on the bunk and slowly fell asleep, and when it got dark, he didn't know that Fuwa didn't return to the dormitory after all.

At about 7 o'clock in the evening, Li Jieshi, who was snoring like thunder, was suddenly woken up by a roar, he also felt some pain in his ears, and when he opened his eyes, Wu Daqiang, the owner of the kiln who was surrounded by a group of people, grabbed his ears, stared at the big eyes and scolded loudly: Li Jieshi, what the hell is sleeping? Where has Fuwa gone?

Fuwa, I went to do hygiene, why haven't I come back yet? Li Xie Shi asked rhetorically.

Wu Daqiang slapped him with a "snap", which woke him up, and he didn't care about the hot pain in his face, so he got up and pretended to smile to compensate Wu Daqiang, I will go to Fuwa, and I will definitely find Fuwa back.

Wu Daqiang kept a straight face and yelled, if you can't find Fuwa, I'll ask you and limit it to an hour.

In the night, one of the brutes in the group of people who came with him dazzled Li Jieshi's eyes with a flashlight pillar, and he ran towards the door, shouting Fuwa, come back, come back......

There was no answer from Fuwa outside, only the sound of wind and rain intertwined with thunder and lightning.

Facing the dark night, Wu Daqiang expected that Li Xie Shi was out of order to find Fuwa, so he reached out and patted the brute with a flashlight next to him. The barbarian willingly followed Li Jieshi, he was shouting Fuwa in the rain in front of the house while walking around with a pair of rotten rubber shoes, walking, walking, the barbarian unexpectedly stretched a right leg between Li Jieshi's legs, and then hooked quickly, Li Jieshi fell to the ground with a flutter, making him covered in mud and water, he was about to get up, before he had time to resent the barbarian, he heard Wu Daqiang angrily ordered, dragged Li Jieshi over and tied him, and sent him to the kiln to sacrifice chimney.

As soon as the words fell, the three men went into battle together, dragged Li Jieshi to the eaves of shelter from the rain, and tied his hands behind his back with a big brown rope that had been prepared long ago. Boss Wu, I must find Fuwa and let Fuwa sacrifice chimneys.

I don't have the patience to wait, it's too late for you to find Fuwa tomorrow. Wu Daqiang walked up to him and said loudly, do you know? I have made a wish to the kiln gods, and I must catch a living sacrifice chimney tonight.

Li Xie Shi recalled that when he went to the kiln in the afternoon, Wu Daqiang did make this wish to burn incense and bow down to the kiln god on the shrine.

It was expected that Wu Daqiang was determined to use his chimney, and he howled like a pig about to be slaughtered, and his body kept struggling.

Wu Daqiang was disgusted with the noise, so he picked up the placket of his clothes and stuffed it into his mouth, making him a "dumb".

When he was thrown into the charcoal kiln in the kiln, his soul was no longer possessed, and the seeds of resentment against Fuwa were especially buried in the "Alaya Consciousness" of Li Xie Shi, who died a tragic death, and he should not have run, he ran away, and he became a scapegoat for the chimney.

When Li Xie Shi was alive, because his father died of illness in his early years, his mother got married, he became an orphan, when he was young, the people of Li Jiazhuang took turns to provide him with food and clothing, and when he was a little older, he worked for each family in order to repay his kindness.

After growing up as a young man, the old man in the village introduced him to work in the kiln owner Wu Daqiang, who took a living sacrifice chimney every year, of course, not a local, basically a migrant worker from a distant place.

A few months after the beginning of spring this year, there were no outsiders to work in the kiln, and it was not easy to take the living sacrifice chimneys, and it was obviously not possible to take the local people, especially the local people with foundations, to sacrifice the chimneys, which would cause trouble, and even cause lawsuits. Therefore, Wu Daqiang generally does not take risks to do such stupid things, even if he catches outsiders by surprise, he will stuff silver into the insider in advance and seal his mouth.

Before Li Jieshi was a scapegoat, he selected Fuwa, and gave a confidential reward to Lao Han and a group of insiders, but he began to hide it from Li Jieshi, Li Jieshi had no power, Wu Daqiang of course sloppy him, until he couldn't catch Fuwa who escaped by luck, so he used him as a scapegoat for the chimney.

In this regard, the old man who was also working in the kiln was unhappy, because Li Jieshi was introduced by him, and seeing that Li Jieshi was burned alive in the kiln and became dust mixed with lime, he was full of compassion and felt that he had an unshirkable responsibility, which made him fall into a deep guilt.

So, in the early morning of the next day, he came to Xishan Monastery and kowtowed to Master Kongjue to ask Master Kongjue to transcend the souls of those dead, especially for Master Li Jie.

At the moment, Jueyuan of Xishan Temple was puzzled by what the old man said, but the old man never told the truth that Li Xie Shi acted as a scapegoat for Fuwa.

Li Jieshi's soul was escorted to the palace of King Qin Guang by Hei Wuchang, and he cried out to the sky and the earth to complain that he had died a miserable and unjust death. King Qin Guang knew the cause of his death, and saw him kneeling in front of the palace crying, so he walked up to him and said, Li Jieshi, your name is not applauded, it is a homonym for "you deserve to die", can there be a short life? Besides, people can't be resurrected after death, and you can return to yang if you cry? Besides, you have been burned to ashes by the fire of the kiln.

Li Xie Shi wiped his tears and sighed, although he couldn't cry anymore, he still shouted long and short, I killed Fuwa, he should have sacrificed the chimney, he ran away, I was a scapegoat, how unjust I died, I want revenge.

King Qin Guang asked the secretary in charge of the register of affairs of the living beings to go to the library to check if Li Xie Shi and Fuwa had any festivals in their previous lives.

After a while, the secretary brought a thick register, opened the side with the seal folded in the middle, and sent it to King Qin Guang and said, "Look at the king." After reading it, King Qin Guang looked at Li Xie Shi and said, get up, get up, it's so pitiful, I said! You must have had a holiday with that Fuwa.

Li Xie Shi was stunned, stood up and went straight to the secretary to see the roster that recorded the affairs of all living beings in the next world, how could he see it? Before he moved his left foot, his right foot was caught by an iron ring that suddenly appeared from the ground, and he couldn't take a step. The messenger standing in the hall sneered at him, that kind of Yin Book is also something that grassroots undead like you can see? After the secretary took the roster, the iron ring that covered his right foot disappeared again, but Li Xie Shi didn't dare to move, only looked around the hall in a daze.

King Qin Guang had returned to the throne in the palace and said to the servants in front of the palace that the cause of Li Jieshi's death was very clear, and his soul was now escorted to the city of vain.

King, I don't know where I am spending the holiday with that Fuwa? Li Xie Shi wanted to know about his past life. King Qin Guang said, in the past life, you were the king of the termite country, leading thousands of termite subjects to hollow out the wooden windows of a family, but the family invited a carpenter to throw the knocked wooden windows in front of the house and pour oil on them. This time you were reincarnated as a human being and you were burned to death by the kiln fire again, and became the scapegoat of Fuwa, who was the son of the family whose wooden windows were damaged by your termites in the past life. It's so pitiful that the fire and misfortune continue to be separated from each other.