Folk tales: The woman in red jumps from the painting, the flying sword slashes the white fox, and the ancestral lady Tries to keep the family safe

In the late Ming Dynasty, there was a scholar with the surname Shucheng who was dependent on his old mother. Ji Father was a painter who taught Ji Shu into painting from an early age. When Ji Father was in his thirties, his wife died of illness, and since then he has looked down on life, and later followed an old road of cloud travel and went to the deep mountain monastic path.

Before leaving, Ji Father took out a scroll, which was a picture of a lady, on which was painted a woman in red, vivid. Father Ji said: "This is an ancestral thing, it has been passed down for several generations, it is said that there was a high-ranking person among the ancestors, who specially painted this picture of a lady and passed it on to future generations." You must keep it well, not easily show it, and you can keep the family safe. Ji Shucheng nodded continuously, put the scroll on the shelf, and parted with tears from his father.

When Ji Shu grew up to be sixteen years old, he began to sell paintings for a living, and every day he buried his head in painting at home and took them to the market to exchange money to support his old mother. Mother and son can barely mix for food and clothing.

Slowly, Ji Shucheng became famous, and more and more people came to the door to ask for paintings, and he did not have to go to the market to sell paintings. There were too many paintings, and the guests could not wait, so they left a request and let Ji Shucheng paint according to the requirements and come back in a few days. Ji Shucheng was often too busy to sleep and forget to eat, and his life gradually improved.

On this day, a Xiucai came, claiming to be surnamed Hu, the nephew of the county commander of the county, who brought a painting for Ji Shucheng to appreciate. Ji Shucheng unfolded a look, it is a landscape painting, the legacy of the ancients, the painting style is simple, called a superior work, can't help but clap the case. Hu Xiucai asked, "Do you like it?" Ji Shucheng said without hesitation: "Of course I like it, this is a rare treasure." The two men talked about painting.

However, Hu Xiucai's speech and demeanor were very frivolous, and there was an evil atmosphere in his eyes, which Ji Shucheng did not like. However, he was not good at issuing eviction orders, and could only be vain in socializing.

After a while, Hu Xiucai said: "I heard that your family has an ancestral female picture, I want to use this painting to change, I don't know if I can?" Ji Shucheng had a sneer in his heart and said darkly, "Finally reveal the true face of Lushan!" He pushed back and said, "It's just a painting, I'm afraid it will stain your eyes, you don't have to change it." ”

Hu Xiucai said: "I can't come for a trip in vain, you let me appreciate it, how?" Ji Shucheng smiled and said, "My father has a word, and he can't easily show it." Hu Xiucai was not reconciled, took out a few silver tickets from his arms, and said: "This is ten thousand taels of silver, enough for your mother and son to eat and drink for a lifetime, you sell me the lady figure." ”

Ji Shucheng was not at all moved, and picked up the teacup and said, "Please use tea." "The meaning is obvious, bring tea to the guests, issued an eviction order, please go."

Hu Xiucai was annoyed and angry, and before leaving, he pointed at Ji Shucheng with a folding fan and said fiercely: "Don't toast, don't eat and eat the penalty wine, I will go to my uncle and let him teach you a lesson." Think about it, I'll come back in a few days. ”

A few days later, at the time of the palm lamp, Hu Xiucai came again. He took out a piece of paper, stamped with the large seal of the county order, and wrote a paragraph to the effect that Ling Ji Shucheng took out a picture of a lady and handed it to Hu Xiu before taking it to the county court, and the county order personally looked at it. If not, remove Ji Shucheng's xiucai meritorious name and hit the twenty big boards hard.

His arms could not be twisted over his thighs, and if he removed Xiucai's meritorious name, he would not be able to take the imperial examination. Isn't it just a painting? Sent to the county order. Ji Shucheng took the scroll from the pavilion, opened it, and spread it on the table.

Hu Xiucai was overjoyed, carefully examined it, and said: "It is it, it is it, searching for many years, and finally arrived." ”

Hu Xiucai was about to reach out to get it, when suddenly, the woman in red jumped down from the painting, pulled out the short blade from her waist, and stabbed Hu Xiucai. Hu Xiucai was shocked, pulled out his leg and ran, the woman in red chased after her, and the two quickly disappeared into the night.

Ji Shucheng went out with him, and found that the sky was too dark to see the road clearly, so he turned and entered the house and lit the lantern. By the time he arrived with the lantern, Hu Xiu had already been killed by the woman in red, collapsed on the ground, and turned into a white fox. He was astonished, he couldn't imagine that Hu Xiu was a fox, no wonder there was always an evil qi in his eyes.

The woman in red said that the reason why the white fox sought the picture of the lady was because it was not an ordinary painting, but a secret passage to another world, and it tried to enter another world.

Ji Shucheng opened his mouth wide in surprise and asked, "So, I can also cross the passage and reach another world?" Is my father in another world? ”

The woman in red said, "You don't have mana to cross the passage." As for your father, he's fine, you don't have to worry about it. Ji Shucheng asked, "Who are you again?" The woman in red said, "I am the guardian of the passage and also responsible for the peace of your house." With that, she withdrew her short blade and carried the white fox into the house.

I saw the woman in red jump into the painting. Ji Shucheng carefully examined it, it was just a painting, where there was any passage. He touched it with his hand, and at the tentacle was cold paper. He called out to the woman in red in the painting, who was motionless and just a figure in the painting.

Ji Shucheng tranced as if he had a dream, and he rolled up the scroll and put it back in its place. Looking at the paper of the county order, it turned into a leaf with nothing on it. Ji Shucheng knew in his heart that this was the illusion used by the White Fox, and it was not true.

The white fox, Ji Shucheng asked someone to peel the skin and made a jacket. The old mother wears it on her body, warm in winter and cool in summer, and is regarded as a treasure.

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