"My son is thanks to the city god for rescuing me, and the old body is grateful to the city god!" the young man's mother, the old woman, crowded in front of the idol and gave the city god a way.

"Lord Chenghuang, I know it's wrong!" shopkeeper Zhao squeezed forward and kowtowed.

"Please show the saint Lord Chenghuang! we can paint your face and change the statue of the god!" said the young man who fell into the water.

"Lord Chenghuang, thanks to your rain in the morning and evening, my umbrella sells quickly, and the villain has incense for you!"

These people came to thank him, and Piaoranzi heard it behind the statue and sighed in his heart.

"Lord Chenghuang, since you have manifested your spirit, you will send a son and a half daughter to our Huang family, so that our Huang family can have a queen!" The couple who were begging for a child came forward again and knelt down in front of the statue and kowtowed.

"Lord Chenghuang, we work all year round, let us make a fortune!"

"Hehe, I'm a city god, just bless the safety of Shu City, ask for a son and a fortune, you have found the wrong temple gate, please go elsewhere!" Piao Ranzi sneered behind the statue.

"Chenghuang has spoken!, don't come to Chenghuang for everything!" shouted the daredevils at the top of the temple. "Chenghuang is tired after a long day, it's time to rest! You have nothing else to do, all retreat!"

This sentence frightened everyone into silence. After a moment of silence, he exited the temple gate. The king of Shucheng ordered people to burn the paper money, and when he saw the people withdrawing, he asked what happened?

Someone answered truthfully. The king of Shucheng said to everyone: "It seems that this city god is not omnipotent. However, having this god bless Shucheng is really a blessing for me and the people. Tomorrow I will summon a painter to draw his face and reshape his golden body with everyone's opinions. This City God Temple will also be renovated in the future. ”

Everyone thanked the king of Shucheng again for his grace and dispersed one after another. The king of Shucheng also returned to his house with officials.

In the evening, Piao Ranzi returned to Murong Mansion, the ghost entered his body, and he talked about the afternoon's events to the land, and the land smiled and said: "Your city god manifestation is a wonder of Shu City through the ages." The previous generations of Chenghuang did not dare to show their gods, lest the people beg for this and that, and they would not be able to live in peace. ”

"Yes, this city god is not easy to be!" Piao Ranzi muttered. "If it's not good, you have to do it, do my best, and there are so many ghost brothers to help, I must do what I can. ”

Night fell quietly, Wan Sui and the clever ghost found Gongsun Yu's home.

This is a very ordinary family in Shucheng, Gongsun Yu's parents and elder brother are all selling labor in Shucheng. All the hopes of the family are pinned on this little scholar.

After dinner, my brother went out to chat, my mother cleaned up the housework, and my father packed up the tools for work. Gongsun Yu came to his room, sat under the lamp, and reviewed his day's homework.

Wan Suihe hid in the corner with the clever ghost, discussed it, and decided not to wait, and summoned Gongsun Yu's soul, that is, to give him a dream.

The clever ghost quietly entered the house and circled around Gongsun Yu a few times, and the wind was blowing. He, the body of a ghost, was a cloud of ghosts, and he couldn't show himself, only to see the oil lamp in front of Gongsun Yu, flickering and dimming. Gongsun Yu was under the lamp, blown by the yin wind, and suddenly felt dizzy, unable to concentrate on reading, yawning again and again. After a while, he lay on the bookcase and took a nap.

Gongsun Yu was in a haze, when he suddenly heard someone calling him, and when he looked up, there was a child in his teens outside the house, and a middle-aged man in his thirties behind him was waving at him.

"You call me?" Gongsun Yu saw that the two of them had no malicious intent. The child, who was two years younger than himself, stood up and stepped out of the window.

"Gongsun Yu, we have something to ask you, let's talk here. Wan said casually.

"I don't know you, what are you looking for me?" Gongsun Yu asked as they walked to the wall of their courtyard.

"You are a noble man who forgets things. Yesterday, I went to the City God Temple to ask the City God Lord to wash away your grievances, and it hasn't been two days yet, why did you forget it?"

"So, you are the city god?" asked Gongsun Yu.

"No, I used to be a city god, and now I am assisting the current city god in handling affairs. Wan said casually.

"This little brother, is it the city god?" Gongsun Yu looked at the little clever ghost, and said in his heart that this city god is too young, a little hairy child, he manages the affairs of the underworld of a city, which is really not to be underestimated.

"Me neither. I was on an errand under the City God. Today, on the orders of the city god, I have come to ask for the guilt!"

"What am I guilty of?" Gongsun Yu puffed up his chest and said.

"You are still quibbling! I stole Mr.'s treasure ink, and asked Chenghuang to wash away your grievances, at a young age, you are so cunning, how can Chenghuang forgive you!" Wan Sui said angrily.

"I didn't steal Mr.'s treasure ink!" Gongsun Yu still denied.

"You, a scholar, are still reading and reasoning, so you have to let everyone get all the stolen goods!" Wan Suihe spoke, and the clever ghost flew to Gongsun Yu's study, along the wall, searched for a while, and found a wooden box in the corner, brought it back in front of Gongsun Yu, and opened it, and it was indeed a piece of oblong oil smoke treasure ink, which weighed half a catty, and it said that Li Tinggui of the Southern Tang Dynasty was written on it.

"What else do you have to say this time?" Wan said.

Gongsun Yu had nothing to say this time.

"You scholar, you stole ink, and you want to deceive Chenghuang, ask him to wash away your grievances for you, and say big words, Chenghuang should have punished you!" Wan Suihe said.

"I know it's wrong!" Gongsun Yu bowed his head and said.

"Chenghuang wants to make this matter public, how can you save face!" Wan Suihe said. "You should know that if you steal without telling you, even if you like it, you can't take what is dear to your husband. Back then, Lu Ji was pregnant with oranges, in order to be filial to his mother, although it was excusable, he was said to be stealing, and he couldn't raise his head. You're not as good as him. ”

"、、、、、、、" Gongsun Yu was speechless.

"At such a young age, so treacherous, Chenghuang should have condemned you, but he was merciful and could not bear to ruin the future of your life in this matter, so he ordered us to come and deal with this matter properly. You also have to repent of godliness, you know?"

"Got it, I don't know what you should do?" asked Gongsun Yu.

"You don't have to worry about this, you can go back!" Wan Suihe finished speaking, and the clever ghost pushed Gongsun Yu fiercely.

Gongsun Yu didn't watch out for them to make a move, his body threw himself forward, he couldn't help but scream "ah", pressed his hands forward, and was pressing on the desk, his eyes widened, and the oil lamp suddenly burst into flames, which turned out to be Nan Ke Yimeng.

Gongsun Yu touched his chest, and his heart was still beating and beating. He thought back to the dream just now, and he couldn't remember it completely, and vaguely remembered that he had been accused by others that he had indeed done something wrong.

He patted his forehead, left the table, came to the corner, leaned over to take the stolen treasure ink, and when he touched it, he was shocked, it turned out that it was really gone.

Gongsun Yu was shocked, and recalled the dream he had made, it seemed that he was really a saint of the city god, and he wanted to help him wash away his grievances. Hey, he asked himself, what he did was really wrong, as long as he became famous in the future, he would definitely repay the city god.

Sure enough, later Gongsun Yuhuangbang High School, before entering Hanlin, returned to his hometown, and put red on the City God Temple, and set up a flagpole to repay the kindness of the City God. However, at that time, Piao Ranzi had already gone to the Open Heaven Palace and entered the demon cave.

Gongsun Yu didn't sleep well all night, and came to the school in the morning, found his seat and sat down, and followed his classmates to read the scriptures.

The gentleman sat behind the desk, his eyes slightly closed, shaking his head, reading Mencius.

"Squeak!" The two cries of the rat frightened the gentleman who hurriedly leaned over to look, and saw a big rat running under his feet.

"Mouse! Hit me!" the gentleman threw down his book, picked up the ruler, and went for the mouse.

With a "snap", the mouse didn't hit, and the ring ruler fell and broke. Hearing the shouts of the gentleman, the students put down their books together and came to besiege the rats.

It's really rats crossing the street, and everyone shouts and fights. Pity this mouse, chased by this group of students and hiding, rushed out of this room, and ran to the study of the gentleman next to him.

The students were in hot pursuit, and when they arrived in the study, the rats drilled holes. The students went around the entrance of the cave, and some of them brought shovels and dug them.

I had just dug twice, but I dug out an oblong block of ink from it. A student picked it up and looked at it and knew it was a good piece of ink. While the students were admiring it, the gentleman came from behind, stared at the piece of ink, and exclaimed, "Isn't this my treasure ink? Where did you find it?"

"Sir, I dug it in a rat hole!" replied the students.

"Oh, it seems that we have all wronged Gongsun Yu!" Mr. took Baomo, saw that there was no damage, was very happy, turned back to Gongsun Yu and said, "It turned out that it was pulled by a mouse." We're all wrong about you. ”

"Nothing. I don't hold a grudge against my classmates. Gongsun Yu said lightly.

"We have all wronged you!" the students apologized to Gongsun Yu.

"I don't blame everyone, it's also my fault, I shouldn't insult everyone. Gongsun Yu was full of shame, and from then on he studied hard, and he didn't dare to have the slightest thought