詩曰：
痘疹惡疾勝瘡瘍，不信人間有異力。疱紫毒生追命藥，漿清氣絕索魂湯。
诗曰：
痘疹恶疾胜疮疡，不信人间有异力。疱紫毒生追命药，浆清气绝索魂汤。
A poem says:
Smallpox, a foul disease worse than any sore or ulcer —who would believe the world held such strange power?When the blisters turn purple the poison grows, a drug that hunts down life;when the fluid runs clear the breath fails, a broth that claims the soul.
時行戶戶應多難，傳染人人盡著傷。不是武王多福蔭，枉教軍士喪疆場。
时行户户应多难，传染人人尽着伤。不是武王多福荫，枉教军士丧疆场。
When it goes the rounds, every household meets disaster;passed from one to the next, everyone is stricken.Had King Wu not been blessed with great good fortune,his soldiers would have died on the battlefield for nothing.
話說呂岳走進陣去，楊任趕進陣來。呂岳上了八卦臺，將瘟㾮傘撐起，往下一罩。楊任把五火扇一搧，那傘化作灰燼，飄揚而去；又連搧了數扇，只見那二十把傘盡成飛灰。當有瘟部神祇李平進陣來，指望勸解呂岳，不要與周兵作難，也是天數該然，恰逢其會，常被楊任一扇子搧來，李平怎能脫逃，可憐！正是：
话说吕岳走进阵去，杨任赶进阵来。吕岳上了八卦台，将瘟㾮伞撑起，往下一罩。杨任把五火扇一扇，那伞化作灰烬，飘扬而去；又连扇了数扇，只见那二十把伞尽成飞灰。当有瘟部神祇李平进阵来，指望劝解吕岳，不要与周兵作难，也是天数该然，恰逢其会，常被杨任一扇子扇来，李平怎能脱逃，可怜！正是：
Now, Lü Yue went into the formation, and Yang Ren came chasing in after him. Lü Yue climbed the Eight Trigrams Terrace, opened the Plague Umbrella and brought it down over him. Yang Ren gave one sweep of the Five-Fire Fan, and the umbrella turned to ashes and drifted away on the air; he swept the fan several more times, and all twenty umbrellas were nothing but flying ash. Just then Li Ping, a god of the Ministry of Plague, came into the formation, hoping to talk Lü Yue round and persuade him not to make trouble for the Zhou army. But it was Heaven’s reckoning: he arrived at just that moment and was caught by one sweep of Yang Ren’s fan. How could Li Ping escape? Alas! Truly: