At The Beginning, Caishikou Beheaded, I Chose To Be Reborn

It has been two hours since the two city gods left.

It was already late at night.

But Xiaoning County, which has been quiet for a few days, is even more lively.

Of course it was because of Zhuang Mochen.

After all, he is a fourth rank official of the imperial court and a native of his hometown. Even if he resigns, his reputation in Xiaoning County is very high, and the county magistrate and county magistrate dare not ignore his influence.

When the old man reported that Zhuang Mochen was in danger, the county government immediately mobilized.

Although it is dangerous to go out, the officialdom is also dangerous, so the little county magistrate naturally dare not ignore Zhuang Mochen's life and death.

Of course, although the county government was mobilized, it was still cautious overall, and did not go deep into the dense fog, but just wandered around the periphery.

In this way, it can be regarded as an effort.

Even if Zhuang Mochen is really dead, it can't be regarded as their reluctance to save him.

But waiting and waiting, everyone in the county government found that the strange gray fog seemed to have become much thinner.

At first I thought it was just an illusion.

But after a while, they were able to vaguely see the picture ahead, which made them sure.

The gray fog has really dissipated.

This change made them dumbfounded. Could it be that Master Chenghuang has returned and has already taken care of that Ghost?

The fog cleared faster and faster, the road ahead was bright, and everyone in the county government became more courageous, with the servants at the front and the gentlemen at the back, entering slowly.

Then he found Zhuang Mochen who was lost on the periphery.

The county magistrate's eyes lit up, and he walked to the front with a few quick steps, and said with concern.

"Master Zhuang, are you alright? After the officer got the news, he hurried over, but he was still late. Please forgive me."

Zhuang Mochen had been lost for a long time, his complexion was not very good, and his eyes were a bit tired, he looked down at the equally tired Zhuang Yan in his arms, shook his head and said.

"I'm fine, but the dog is still young, and after traveling all the way, he's tired again and again. I'm afraid he can't hold on anymore, so I ask an adult to take care of him."

He pushed Zhuang Yan out, and the county magistrate subconsciously caught it, and said in a daze.

"Master Zhuang, where are you going?"

Zhuang Mochen looked into the depths of the mist, although he was tired, he was still determined.

"My friend is still in the old house, how can I ignore it?"

The county magistrate was stunned.

Hastily persuaded.

"Master Zhuang, why do you want to go in again? It's been so long, your friend, I'm afraid it's a bad luck..."

He was a little anxious, and it was a credit to save Zhuang Mochen, but this one even went in deep, isn't this the old birthday star hanged himself, looking for death?

"My lord doesn't know, the reason why my friend was in such a catastrophe was all because of my unintentional mistake... If I lost my life because of this, how can I feel at ease?"

Zhuang Mochen sighed, and walked forward.

"Master Zhuang, please think again...the dense fog has shown signs of dissipating, it's better not to act rashly and wait and see how it changes."

"Hehe...the dense fog shows signs of dissipating, so I should take advantage of the situation and enter. Otherwise, if it returns to its previous appearance, it will be difficult for me to find the right way."

The county magistrate was in a hurry, how could there be such a stubborn person?

It's easy to talk about it, and people will admit it to death. What can be done about it?

But just when he was about to say something, Zhuang Mochen turned around with a smile in his eyes.

"I know what my lord is worried about, but my lord is too worried. I have already resigned from office. From now on, I am just a commoner. If something happens to me, no one will hold you accountable... As for the reactions of the people in Xiaoning County, I think it is also true. It won’t be very big, my lord has done my best, but I insist on going my own way, so you don’t have to worry too much, Saint said, a gentleman does something and doesn’t do it, it must be a way to see a friend in danger and ignore it. Is it something that goes against the teachings of Saint? Scholars of my generation, I still need to be more persistent in my heart."

The county magistrate stopped in his tracks, and fell into deep thought along with the county magistrate beside him.

"It has long been heard that Mr. Zhuang has a strong character, is upright, and has the demeanor of an ancient gentleman. Now I see him, he is really extraordinary. In comparison, I am too utilitarian, and I am really ashamed."

The county magistrate sighed with admiration in his eyes.

Resigning from office and returning home... sounds simple, but it is actually very difficult for an official in his prime to make this decision.

But if it was Zhuang Mochen, it seemed that it would not be so difficult to understand.

This is a ruthless person who can risk his life for a friend he met halfway.

Perhaps it was infected and touched the last sliver of scholarly spirit in his youth, the county magistrate did not order to evacuate, but said in a deep voice.

"I don't need to evacuate now. I see that the mist is dissipating faster and faster. Maybe there is a change. It's better to follow Zhuang Da from afar...Mr. Zhuang, if there is danger, you can save it if you can. If you can't save it, you can't." Don't force it."

So, Zhuang Mochen was in front, but a group of people were hanging behind his tail.

Their speed is not fast, it can even be said to stop and go.

Because although the speed of the mist dissipating is not slow, but the amount is too much, it still needs a process.

Although Zhuang Mochen wanted to force his way through the ghost fog, he had no choice but to find out after several attempts. Even if the ghost fog was much thinner, he, an ordinary person, could not deal with it casually.

In desperation, he could only join the crowd and wait for the ghost fog to dissipate.

When Ghost Mist took a step back, they took a step forward.

Such a strange scene attracted many bold people, and many people came out of their homes and followed them.

Perhaps it was because of the large number of people, the more people gathered, the more confidence they had in their hearts.

It lasted until dawn, and the ghost fog finally dissipated.

During the daytime, everyone felt more confident, and since nothing dangerous happened along the way, they gathered outside the old house of the Zhuang family, and turned their gazes to Zhuang Mochen.

They all knew that this one was here to save people.

After just one night, can that friend survive?

The sun was falling, but there was no warmth in Zhuang Mochen's heart. Looking at the closed courtyard door in front of him, his eyes looked a little heavy.

Obviously, he also prepared for the worst.

"Mr. Zhuang, don't be too sad. Listen to destiny. You have tried your best. Even if your friend really died unfortunately, seeing your efforts under Jiuquan, I don't think there will be any intention of blaming him."

The county magistrate said comfortingly.

No one thinks that Ye Yuan is still alive.

Although they don't know why the dense fog suddenly dissipated, Ye Yuan is in the birthplace of the ghost fog.

Master Chenghuang entrusted everyone with a dream. This old mansion has become an absolute forbidden place. Trespassers really have only a dead end.

Zhuang Mochen didn't respond. After he was mentally prepared, he took a step forward and pushed open the courtyard door.

Squeak!

The old courtyard door made an overwhelmed sound, and when it opened slowly, it revealed the scene of the courtyard to everyone.

At a glance, is there half a figure in the courtyard?

There is no way to mention the fierce ghost in his legend?

"Hey, where are people?"

Many people showed expressions of disbelief, which is different from what Master Chenghuang said.

And at this moment, a slightly lazy voice suddenly sounded.

"Mr. Zhuang, are you finally back? Why is it so late? I've woken up all this time...Huh? Why did you bring so many people?"

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the old pagoda tree where the evil spirits lived in the City God's mouth.

On the branch of the locust tree, a young and handsome man was getting up. He opened his arms and stretched his waist, clearly he looked like he was just waking up from a big dream.

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