Neither heaven nor earth governs me, I roam freely and at ease.
Even in drunkenness, the world remains vast, When sober, all worries are swept away with a stroke.
The little demons patrolling the mountains rarely have the opportunity to participate in the banquets in the cave. They have to find the wine and food by themselves, so they often transform into human forms and go to the town to cheat for food and drink. After a while, the people in the town found a way to see through them. The little demons were often caught before they were full and had to be beaten. Gradually, everyone dared not go to the town again.
But among the little demons, there was a wolf demon who loved alcohol. One day, he was lying under a tree to be lazy. In the dim light, he saw an old wolf wearing a crane cloak. The old wolf asked, “Why are you lying down instead of patrolling the mountain?” The wolf demon said, “I want to go to the town to drink, but I am always recognized when I transform. Now I can only satisfy my craving in my dreams.” The old wolf laughed and whispered in his ear, “Go to the ancestral hall, hide in the curtain, and drink all the wine on the tribute table.” After that, the old wolf’s figure flashed and disappeared.
The wolf demon was half-believing and half-doubting, but still wanted to give it a try, so he quickly transformed and found the ancestral hall in the town. He saw that there were indeed curtains hanging inside, covering a holy statue, and he didn’t know which god was being offered. The tribute table was full of delicacies, including several jars of good wine. The wolf demon followed the old wolf’s words, sneaked into the curtain, stole the wine jars and drank them all. After a few jars, he burped, and the people outside the curtain heard the sound and gathered around.
The wolf demon was trapped in the curtain, unable to move forward or backward. Suddenly, someone said, “The tribute wine was drunk. It must be the gods’ miracle!” As soon as this was said, there was a tsunami of prayers from outside the curtain, and people kept saying things like gods’ blessing.
Since then, people from all over the country came here to pray, and the wolf demon had endless wine. He drank all day, and gradually felt that the wine was not so delicious. And those occasional desperate, greedy and sinister prayers made him more depressed because he was powerless.
That day, he felt that the tribute wine tasted like bitter water, and he could no longer bear it. He rushed out of the curtain, raised the wine jar on the tribute table high, and smashed it to pieces amid the screams of the crowd. He woke up suddenly when his hand raised the jar and it fell. It turned out that he was still lying under the big tree. There was no ancestral hall, no incense, and no crowd around. He quickly sighed, picked up the long axe beside him, and hurried to patrol the mountain.
天不管，地不收，逍遥自在荡悠悠。
醉里还有乾坤大，醒来愁事—笔勾。
巡山的小妖们很少有机会参加洞内的宴饮，美酒佳肴都得靠自己寻，他们便经常化成人形，跑去镇上骗吃骗喝。一来二去，镇上的百姓发现了识破他们的方法，小妖们常常还未吃饱就被拿住，还得挨顿臭打，大家就渐渐不敢再去镇上了。
却说这群小妖中有只嗜酒的狼妖，这日他躺在树下躲懒，朦胧间，瞧见个身披鹤氅的老狼。那老狼问道：“你不巡山，躺着怎的？”狼妖道：“我想去镇上喝酒，但化形总被认出来，现在只能去梦里解馋了。”老狼听后哈哈大笑，附耳密言道：“你寻到祠堂去，只需躲在帷幔中，将贡桌上的酒全喝掉即可。”言罢，老狼身影一晃，杳然无踪也
那狼妖半信半疑，但仍想尝试一番，急忙化形寻到镇上祠堂。他见里头果然挂着幢幢帷幔，遮蔽着一尊圣像，不知贡的是哪路神仙。贡桌上摆满珍馐美味，其中有几坛好酒。那狼妖依照老狼的话，悄悄钻入帷幔中，偷来酒坛豪饮而尽。几坛下肚，他打起酒嗝来，帷幔外的人听到声响全都围拢过来。
那狼妖被困在帷幔中，进退不得。忽而，有人道：“我家贡的酒被喝掉了哩，必定是神仙显灵！”此话一出，帷幔外传来山呼海啸般的祈求声，纷纷念叨着神仙庇佑之类的话。
自那以后，十里八乡的人都来此处祈福，狼妖有了喝不尽的美酒。他终日痛饮，慢慢觉得这酒也不那么好喝了。而那些间或凄苦绝望，贪婪阴损的祈愿，让对此无能为力的他更加消沉。
这日，他只觉那贡酒味如苦水，再也无法忍耐，冲出帷幔，高高举起贡桌上的酒坛，在众人的惊叫声中将它砸了个稀碎。手起坛落，他猛然惊醒。原来他还躺在大树下，周围没有祠堂，没有香火，没有人群，他赶紧长吁一口气，拾起身边的长斧，急忙巡山去了。