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