In a corner of the ancient Chinese land, there was a quiet and peaceful small town called Qingping Town. Most of the people in the town made a living by farming. The folk customs were simple and honest, and the neighbors helped each other. Their lives were plain and warm. However, beneath the calm surface, there were also undercurrents surging.

There was an honest and simple farmer in the town named Li Dashan. He was tall and burly, with dark skin and calloused hands, which were the marks left by years of hard work. Li Dashan's family of several members guarded a few acres of thin farmland. They worked from sunrise to sunset. Although they were not wealthy, they were content with their lot.

One day, the Zhang family, a wealthy household in the town, suddenly had a theft, and some valuable property was lost. The whole Zhang family was in chaos. The master was furious and ordered the steward to report to the authorities immediately. Upon hearing of the case, the local government immediately dispatched yamen runners to investigate. Somehow, various clues strangely pointed to Li Dashan. Perhaps it was because he had delivered agricultural products to the Zhang family several times and had been seen by someone; or perhaps someone deliberately framed him to find a scapegoat. Anyway, unprepared Li Dashan was caught by the yamen runners and thrown into prison in a daze.

When Li Dashan was arrested, he was completely stunned. He opened his eyes wide, with an expression full of disbelief on his face, shouting constantly, "I didn't steal. I'm innocent!" But in the courtroom, despite his physical strength, he was powerless to defend himself against the authority of the local government and all kinds of false accusations. The so-called "evidence" was listed one by one, and he couldn't argue back. Eventually, he was wrongly convicted and imprisoned.

The days after being imprisoned were gloomy. In the small, damp cell, there was a stinking smell, with mosquitoes rampant and rats running around. Li Dashan's heart was full of grief and despair. Every night, he huddled in the corner, looking at the small skylight above his head through which a glimmer of light shone, with tears welling up in his eyes. He was full of thoughts on how to clear his unjust charge, but after thinking it over and over, he had no clue.

In this way, Li Dashan endured hardships in prison for several days. One day, just when he was immersed in pain, the appearance of an old Taoist priest broke the dead silence. The old Taoist priest had white hair, a thin face, but his eyes revealed a profound and wise look. Wearing a shabby but clean Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and walking steadily, he slowly walked into the cell.

The old Taoist priest seemed to see through the injustice in Li Dashan's heart at a glance. He walked straight up to him and said softly, "Child, don't be too sad. There is always justice in the world. I can tell from your face that you are an innocent person, and I really can't bear it." With that, the old Taoist priest took out his writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone from his bosom and spread them out on the spot.

He held his breath and concentrated, dipped his writing brush fully in cinnabar, and the tip of the brush danced on the yellow paper like a swimming dragon. With each stroke, it was filled with his deep understanding of Taoist doctrines and his earnest wishes for Li Dashan. Soon, a mysterious "Injustice-Dispelling Talisman" was presented before his eyes. This talisman was based on yellow paper, with complex and mysterious runes drawn on it in cinnabar. There seemed to be a flow of spiritual energy among the runes, faintly emitting an intimidating aura.

The old Taoist priest solemnly handed the talisman to Li Dashan and instructed, "Child, this is the 'Injustice-Dispelling Talisman'. It contains the mysterious power of our Taoism and can help you dispel the injustice. You need to wear it close to your body and never take it off. On a daily basis, you should also keep a kind heart and believe that justice will eventually come."

Li Dashan took the talisman with trembling hands as if grasping a life-saving straw, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes. Although he was half-believing and half-doubting the miraculous effect of this talisman, he had no choice but to trust the mysterious and kind old Taoist priest in front of him since he was at the end of his rope.

From then on, Li Dashan piously wore the "Injustice-Dispelling Talisman" on his chest every day and prayed silently in his heart. Life in prison was still tough, but his state of mind had quietly changed. He no longer immersed himself in grief all day long. Instead, he tried to calm down and recall the details before and after the crime, hoping to find some clues in his favor.

Coincidentally, a few months later, some changes were quietly taking place in the outside world. A new magistrate took office. This magistrate was upright and determined to clear up the local unjust, false, and wrongly decided cases. When looking through the case files, Li Dashan's case caught his attention. Many doubts made him feel that something was fishy, so he decided to rehear the case.

In the courtroom, although Li Dashan was still nervous, he stroked the "Injustice-Dispelling Talisman" on his chest, and somehow, he felt a bit more courageous. The magistrate carefully inquired about the details of the case, reinvestigated and collected evidence, and summoned the relevant witnesses. With the deepening of the investigation, the truth gradually emerged. It turned out that the real thief was someone else, a servant in the Zhang family. Because he owed a huge gambling debt, he took risks and stole the property in the house and then tried to frame Li Dashan afterwards.

Finally, Li Dashan was acquitted and released on the spot. The moment he stepped out of the prison gate, the warm sunlight shone on him, as if dispelling all the gloom in his heart. He looked up at the sky, with tears glistening in his eyes, and his heart was full of gratitude to the old Taoist priest.

After returning to Qingping Town, Li Dashan searched everywhere for the old Taoist priest to thank him in person, but the old Taoist priest seemed to have vanished without a trace. In desperation, Li Dashan came to the Taoist temple in the town, placed offerings in front of the statues of the Three Pure Ones, burned incense and worshiped, and told his gratitude to the gods of heaven and earth and the unknown old Taoist priest.

After that, Li Dashan would tell everyone he met about his experience, and his words were full of respect for Taoism. The people in the small town, after hearing this story, also praised the miraculous power of Taoist talismans. That "Injustice-Dispelling Talisman" not only helped Li Dashan clear his name but also made the ancient Taoist thought like a bright lamp, illuminating the path of people's pursuit of justice and fairness, making Taoist culture more deeply rooted in Qingping Town, passing down from generation to generation and never fading away.

And Li Dashan, after going through this ordeal, cherished his hard-won life even more. He still worked hard in the fields every day, creating wealth with his own hands. At the same time, he often had a grateful heart and did his best to help those neighbors and villagers who were in trouble, passing on the kindness and hope given to him by the old Taoist priest, so that Qingping Town always maintained its original warmth and beauty.