Zhu Erdan of Ling Yang County, An Hui Province had an unbridled character but was slow of understanding, and especially short of the ability in creative-writing. Although studied hard but he still couldn’t make a remarkable achievement. One day, the local literary world held a party. Someone made fun of him. “You’re famed for your fearless.” The man said. “If you dare to go into the temple at midnight and carry the judge god statue back here, we’ll let you have a good drink.” There was a famous temple with many wooden statues for all kinds of gods and demons. The statues were carved to life. In the east wing-hall, there existed a standing statue of judge god with most fiendish looks, face green and beard red. It was said that something like the sound of torturing was often heard there at midnight. Whoever entered the hall would feel his hair standing on end. So his friend pressed Zhu to go there. Smilingly rising to his feet, Zhu readily went. Shortly, there came his voice from outside the room. “I’m coming together with the judge god.” Zhu cried out. Hearing his voice, all of his friends stood up immediately. A minute later, Zhu entered the room with the statue on his back. Putting the statue onto a table, he sprinkled three cups of wine onto the ground as sacrifices to the judge god. Seeing this, his friends terribly shivered and asked him to take the statue away. Zhu sprinkled another cup of wine onto the ground. “My friends are too crazy. Please forgive them for their impoliteness,” Zhu said to the statue. “The distance between us is not far. You should often come here for some drink. You’d better discard the barrier between human beings and gods.” Then, Zhu carried the statue back to the temple.