Milo pole placed by the ghosts

When I was a child, I couldn’t go out to play, so I had to hide in the house. My father and mother would do their work, telling stories that my sister and I had heard thousands of times, but I still never get tired of listening to them. My favorite ghost stories told by my mother is mysterious and warm, and it won’t make me feel a terrifying atmosphere.

A ghost story that my mother often tells is related to the seventh month of the lunar calendar.

In the seventh month of the lunar calendar in the Japanese occupation era, every village took turns to make Pudu, so every household took turns to Zanpu throughout July. Each household should put the most sumptuous meals, cakes, cakes, rice dumplings, and fruits outside the house at this time. Then the head of the household led the whole family to worship the commonly known as [Big Lord] and [Good Brothers], praying that they should not harm the local area for harm and bless the local area with peace.

After the food after worship, we invite distant neighbors to have a big meal together.

My mother has relatives living by the mountain. A family of more than ten people live together, growing vegetables, farming, raising animals to make a living.

One year, the night of Pudu in July, after the owner was asleep, he heard someone outside the house talking in a daze that the food in a certain house is so rich today. In addition to eating it now, there are also things to get. We can’t move the rice for a few trips. It’s almost dawn. We might as well lend a place to the owner of the house to temporarily place the rice we moved. We will go back to move it. I wonder if the owner would agree to let us put the rice load on it.

In the drowsiness, the master promised them to send them, and promised to help them take good care of the rice, so he fell asleep again.

When he woke up the next morning, the owner patrols the front and back of the house and did not see the Miluo load placed by passers-by last night. He asked his family in wonder, and his family also replied that he did not see anything placed by passers-by. He thought the person who sent the house took the Miluo load away overnight and did not care.

That night, after the master fell asleep, he suddenly heard many people clamoring in his ears. The Miluo loads placed last night disappeared. A group of people were almost crying in a hurry. Some said that the rice loads are food for one year, and some said that they should ask the master. The master couldn't help but argue:

“When I woke up in the morning, I didn’t see any Miluo burden. I thought you moved out overnight. No matter how poor our family is, we will not ask for other people’s things in vain!”.

At this time, someone said:

“We actually came to provide for offerings from a wealthy family at the foot of the mountain. His family invited a monk who practiced Taoism to make food for us. We finally moved these foods, but now they are gone. Next time we have to travel farther to make offerings, so that we can meet the great meritorious master again. Please come to this monk Youdao to make food for us, so that we can eat enough and take it with peace of mind...

Only then did the master realize that they were...

The master woke up when he heard this. He called all his family in the middle of the night, indicating the complaints he heard in his dream. He asked the first person who got up to sweep the floor in the morning. His third wife quickly said:

“Today I got up to sweep the floor first. I saw a pile of longan shells and white rice in front of the pigpen. I threw the white rice into the pig's food. I swept away the longan shells. Is that their rice-loose burden?

Then the problem is serious...

When the master heard this, he couldn't help but burst into cold sweat. He immediately burned incense to apologize to the group of invisible guests, and promised to go to the monk early tomorrow morning to invite merits to compensate these invisible guests who had lost rice and grain.

Sure enough, a few days later, the master invited a master to do a merit for them and led the whole family to worship devoutly.

It's strange that starting that year, the pigs, chickens, ducks and geese raised by this family grew faster than others, and the vegetables grown were more beautiful than other families. The rice in the fields grew more than other families. The family was sick and disaster-free all year round, and they easily lived a life of full food and clothing.

After Taiwan's liberation, most of the children of this family received higher education and became elite local figures.

My mother concluded that the good retribution for this family is the result of sincerity and respect [Brother] [Good Brother]...

All living beings in the infinite realm are not as terrible as the general legend. They also need to be loved and respected. When you meet them, give them a kind blessing.