Strange Records of Mountain Ghosts

The man in the green shirt failed to find someone, so he went to the Supervision Department.There are only a few civilian officials in the huge supervisory department, and Mr. Liang who is sitting on the ground outside the corridor and drinking tea.

When Mr. Liang saw the man in the green shirt, he asked curiously, "What wind brought this big Buddha, Mr. Mu?"

The man in the green shirt went straight to the point: "Shouldn't you guys go and confirm the Thousand Soul Gu that appeared in the city?"

Mr. Liang put down his glass, stroked his beard, and said indifferently: "They have already set off, searched the whole city, and they can be found within half a stick of incense." After speaking, he glanced at him: "Why does Mr. Mu suddenly care about this kind of behavior?" Is it a small matter?"

The man in the blue shirt didn't answer, sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and smiled slightly: "Do you mind if I stay here for half a stick of incense?"

Master Liang was noncommittal.

The tea is getting weaker and weaker.When the sun was setting and there was noise from the front yard, the man in blue followed Mr. Liang out, and saw a man who was tightly tied up—it was the coachman he had seen this morning.

"Master Liang, the person we caught near Yang Wu'an."

Mr. Liang waved his hand, indicating that he should be put in prison first, and that he will be tried again tomorrow.

The man in the blue shirt didn't see the little beggar, so he stopped someone and asked, "Where is the bewitched person?"

Thinking that he could go home, the man looked relaxed. Hearing the words, he said indifferently, "We didn't see anyone else at that time."

The man in the green shirt frowned when he saw that everyone looked like they were done, "You guys just leave it like this?"

The man was not happy when he heard it just now, and stopped, with a look of doubt on his face: "What do you want to do to our supervisory department? Besides, who are you? How did you get in?"

Mr. Liang said from the side: "This is my old friend. Everyone has worked hard, let's go back first."

The crowd dispersed, and the Supervision Department suddenly calmed down again.

Lord Liang turned around and cupped his hands to the man in the green shirt, and said politely: "It's getting late, Lord Mu, please come back! If you are interested in this matter, you can come to observe the interrogation of the Supervision Department tomorrow." Lord Liang glanced up and down at the man in the blue shirt After a while, he said: "Changing into a suit of clothes, of course no one doesn't know you."

There are unique patterns on the clothes of the Mu family, and everyone recognizes them by their clothes.

"What about after your interrogation?" The man in the green shirt asked.

"Prison up."

"that's it?"

"that's it."

"Then can I borrow the Thousand Soul Bird in his hand?"

"After the trial is over tomorrow, it is permissible to negotiate as the Patriarch of the Mu family according to the law." Mr. Liang is doing business.

The man in the blue shirt: "Do you care about the life or death of the person who was planted with Gu?"

Mr. Liang's expression remained unchanged: "It's not within the scope of the Supervision Department's responsibilities."

The man in the blue shirt smiled: "Liang Heng, Liang Heng, since you took over the Supervision Department three years ago, your personality has become really annoying."

Mr. Liang: "Mu Shaohe, everything cannot be perfect. The supervisory department follows the laws of the current dynasty. Whether it is right or wrong is written in the king's law. You have been outside for a long time, and you are naturally free, but we are different."

Mu Shaohe saw that the sun was setting and the night was approaching. Mr. Liang stood at the junction of light and darkness, looked at him seriously, and said, "Since I have come back and become the head of the Mu family, it is not necessary to do whatever I want."

Mu Shaohe said calmly: "I am not coming back for the father who ate the elixir and died, nor for the name of the head of the family."

After saying this, I thought of the little beggar again.The scene of him gnawing the cornbread and the look of astonishment were deeply reflected in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it, which was even more unforgettable than the beauty in the sedan chair.Thinking of this, he didn't want to talk nonsense with Mr. Liang, and was about to leave, ready to find beggars like a needle in a haystack.

"Tonight, the Ten Thousand Rewards Party is about to begin." Mr. Liang stood where he was, and said suddenly.

Mu Shaohe didn't stop.

"A sorcerer's tasting of all sorts of quirky, precious things."

Mu Shaohe turned his back to him and waved coolly.

"Including people."

"Where is it?" Mu Shaohe stopped, turned around and asked.

"Yang Wu'an, flower shop."