his　way　and　went　to　and　fro　till　it　grew　dark　without　finding　a　way　out。　It　was　clear　moonlight。　Near　midnight　he　came　to　a　farm；　where　he　dismounted　and　knocked　at　the　door。　A　venerable　old　man　appeared　and　asked　who　he　was。

〃I　am　a　leader　of　the　army；　and　I　have　lost　my　way。　I　beg　a　meal；　for　I　am　starving；〃　said　Guan　Xing。

The　old　man　led　him　into　a　hall　lit　by　many　candles；　and　there　he　saw　in　the　family　altar　a　picture　of　Guan　Yu。　At　once　he　began　to　wail　and　bowed　before　it。

〃Why　do　you　wail　thus？〃　asked　the　old　man。

〃This　is　my　father；〃　said　Guan　Xing。

At　this；　the　old　man　prostrated　himself　before　his　guest。

〃Why　should　you　treat　my　father　with　such　respect？〃　asked　Guan　Xing。

〃This　place　is　sacred　to　his　honored　spirit。　While　he　lived　the　people　served　him；　and　now　that　he　is　a　spirit　should　they　not　revere　him　the　more？　I　have　been　waiting　for　the　armies　of　Shu　to　avenge　his　death；　and　it　is　indeed　the　great　good　fortune　of　the　people　that　you　have　e。〃

Then　the　host　brought　forth　wine　and　food　and　served　his　guest。　Moreover；　he　unsaddled　and　fed　his　horse。

In　the　third　watch　a　knocking　came　at　the　door；　and　when　the　old　man　opened　it；　the　visitor　was　no　other　than　Pan　Zhang；　the　General　of　Wu。　He　also　asked　shelter。

As　Pan　Zhang　came　in；　Guan　Xing　recognized　him　and　drew　his　sword；　crying；　〃Stay；　you　ruffian！　Do　not　flee！〃

Pan　Zhang　turned　to　flee。　But　before　he　could　turn；　Guan　Xing　raised　his　sword：　It　fell；　and　Pan　Zhang　lay　dead。　Taking　the　heart…blood　of　his　dead　enemy；　Guan　Xing　poured　it　in　libation　before　the　picture　of　his　father。　After　that　he　took　possession　of　his　father's　green…dragon　saber；　curved　as　the　young　moon。　Having　hacked　off　the　head　of　his　fallen　enemy；　he　faste