Gui Gongzi [Green Snake]

Li Jin heard the movement in the mansion and looked back.

After 30 years of wind and rain in the mansion, the fire inside bursts out, reflecting the night sky a bright red.

Earlier in Zhenxiang's room, the young man in white said to him: "These sisters have suffered too much, and they have been implicated by the hatred of their parents. They have to do bad things. If you have the heart, take them away together and wait for stability. Come down and find a good home for her sister."

Li Jin didn't know who he was, but if this person came and went without a trace, and could escort them out of the mansion safely and meet Zhenyue, he must be no ordinary person.

It was God who saw that the General's Mansion had committed too many crimes, so he sincerely wanted to let them go.

"Let's go, don't look at it." Zhenxiang sat in the carriage, looking at Li Jin.

"Let's go." Li Jin got into the car, waved his whip, and drove away.

From now on, go away from home, find a quiet and harmonious place to live, and never return to the place where right and wrong.

The general's mansion is on fire, no matter what Fahai is, and he goes straight here, for fear that some serious murder will happen, and the ghosts of hundreds of people who died in vain will go to the underworld. If they cry and say that they don't deserve to die, then the two of them The ghosts on duty here are absolutely inseparable.

The salary will definitely be deducted!

Xie Bi'an's heart was broken. Holding the mourning stick, he saw the fire in the mansion, and almost rushed in to save people.

At this time, Xie Xin was coming out from the inside, and seeing the ghost of impermanence, he was surprised and said, "Why are you here?"

"Hey, Mr. Gui, what's going on inside? Did you hurt the innocent?" Xie Bi'an saw the young man in white, and immediately jumped up and wailed, "If the innocent is about to die, I will have my monthly payment deducted. Old Hei and I I’m going to starve to death, this month’s mortgage in the underworld also needs money, if it’s deducted, I, I’m really going to sell myself at the Cowherd’s shop—”

Fan Wujiu was originally a coffin face, and when he heard that he was going to sell himself, he became even more depressed, and his appearance was so bad that he directly turned into a ghost.

Whoever sees who is unlucky.

Cowherd...

Xie Xin thought, since the cooperation with Western Hell, the atmosphere of the underworld has become increasingly open and fashionable, and even ghost messengers know about being a cowboy. I really don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing.

"No innocents were hurt, please rest assured." Xie Xin said, took out the soul lamp, and handed it to Xie Bi'an, "I have already negotiated with them. When the time comes, I will trouble Bai Wuchang to light the lamp to lead them to cross the river safely and reincarnate."

As soon as he heard that he didn't die, Bai Wuchang immediately stood up, wiped his face, and said with a hard smile: "It's good that he didn't die. I was too excited just now, and I offended you."

He took the soul lamp carefully, guessing that it was the magic weapon given to Xie Xin by the Lord of the Underworld, and then thought of something, and said: "The monk is sleeping in an inn now, I blocked his eyes all day, yesterday he was not at all I don't know where you are in the imperial capital, but after searching for nothing, you went to an inn to rest."

"It's work."

Hundreds of dead souls followed the light of the soul-guiding lamp and walked on the road to the other shore. On the side of the road were bright red flowers of the other shore, and the slightly curled petals exuded a light fragrance.

There are no Li Duanhua and Huangfu Jixun here.

The souls of the two of them were torn into pieces by these ghosts in this night, and they would never be reborn forever.

The faces of the vengeful souls were calm and quiet. They looked at the warm twilight, and their calm hearts waited for the arrival of new life.

The fire in the general's mansion burned all night before it was gradually extinguished.

The most strange thing is that the fire that night burned silently. The people around slept very deeply last night, and even the passers-by didn't notice that there was a fire inside. They just thought it was the lantern lighting of the General's Mansion tonight. A little more, a little brighter.

The gardens and buildings in the mansion were burnt clean, but no one was found.

When the government was investigating the case, a wild dog suddenly came in and dug a piece of scorched earth for a while, only to reveal a corner of a coffin.

The government immediately ordered people to dig out all the land, dug out hundreds of coffins, and opened them. Inside were the servants of the mansion. They all slept soundly. After waking up, no one remembered what happened last night.

The government also dug up several female corpses from the pool of mud in the dry pool, which looked like maids who had been tortured to death. In addition,

Huangfu Jixun, Li Duanhua, two concubines, and a domestic servant in charge of accounts all disappeared, not even a hair was found.

Fa Hai stood in front of the General's Mansion, looked at the empty mansion, closed his eyes and silently recited Buddhist scriptures.

After a night of recuperation, his perception that had become chaotic yesterday became clear again. He could feel what a scene of demons dancing wildly in this mansion last night.

"When is it time to repay the injustice, the good and the good..." Jing Ci clasped his hands, recited the sutra silently, hoping that everything would return to peace.

The two could see that the remaining evil obstacles in the mansion were dissipating one by one, and when they were concentrating on it, several people from the government came out of the gate and saw two monks chanting scriptures and praying for blessings.

One of the arresters looked at Fahai, and couldn't help asking the people around him: "Is that taller monk the prisoner that Dali Temple has been chasing recently?"

Several policemen stopped and compared them several times, and found that this person was the suspect who murdered Jingde, and was the only person who had seen the old abbot that night.

Therefore, these arresters immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Are you Fa Hai?"

The monk who was chanting the scriptures slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the person in front of him with a pair of powerful and fierce eyes: "Several benefactors, what do you want me for?"

"You murdered the abbot of Dingguo Temple, I will be ordered by the court to arrest you!"

After finishing speaking, several knives were drawn out of their sheaths, and Fa Hai was about to be arrested and brought to justice.

If Fahai wants to leave now, he is capable.

Jingci is by his side, Jingci alone can protect Fahai from the control of these mortals, and leave in a grandiose manner.

But as soon as the accusation of murdering Master Jingde was uttered, Fa Hai's face suddenly changed.

The memory of that chaotic night revived again, Fa Hai's body flickered unknowingly, and he said, "I didn't kill people."

The servant snorted: "All the clues are pointed at you. If you have something to say, you can talk about it in the court!"

The shackles were brought over, heavy and black.

"Junior Brother..." Jing Ci saw that the other party was serious, and looked at Fa Hai very worriedly.

No matter how you think about killing the abbot, Fa Hai would not have done it, but the other party said that there is evidence, and Fa Hai should be arrested.

"Amitabha, I've never done it, but there was a ghost in the general's mansion last night. If you act according to common sense, you can't find anything." Fa Hai didn't resist.

"If you can find out, it's not up to you to decide! Come with us, monk!" The official didn't say much, put on the shackles, and led the person away.

"Brother, that fierce ghost is still in the imperial capital, and I'm afraid it will harm people, so you must subdue him." When Fa Hai was taken away, he told Jingci.

"Don't worry, I will do my best to destroy that ghost and seek justice for my junior brother!" Jing Ci said firmly.

Only then did Fa Hai leave with the Fucha in peace.

Jing Ci looked at Fa Hai's back, feeling quite unwilling, and finally, she blamed the ghost.

The junior brother's injustice must have been done by that ghost, so he must not let it go!

***

"My lord, the monk who was chasing you was taken away." Ah Si said to Xie Xin, "He was not taken to Dali Temple, but was taken directly to the palace dungeon."

Xie Xin sat on the eaves of the glazed tiles of the palace, fixed his eyes on the eight hundred palaces and halls of the imperial city, and said calmly, "Does Ah Si sympathize with him?"

The fox muttered to himself: "Ah Si thinks he is not a bad person, so it is a bit unfair to be imprisoned like this."

"Then how about we let him out?" Xie Xin said.

The fox thought for a while, but still shook his head: "Now? He has been complaining about the young master, and it will be bad for the young master, so don't let him out."

Xie Xin smiled: "Ah Si, you have started to formulate rules of conduct from my point of view."

The fox raised his head immediately, and said seriously: "Young master is kind-hearted and sensible. Of course Ah Si will listen to you and treat you in everything."

Kind hearted and sensible.

Xie Xin went over these two words carefully, but shook his head: "I also have a day when I lose my mind. At that time, someone will need to slap me awake."

***

The sky prison in Dali Temple is used to lock up important criminals of the imperial court, but the people locked in the dungeon of the imperial palace are not as safe as that one.

Fa Hai was led by the guards through those cells, where many people were already imprisoned.

Fa Hai had seen those faces, including old maids, eunuchs, down-and-out officials, people from the Jianghu, and even women in fine clothes, who looked like concubines.

In the cell where Fahai was held, there were already two "residents" next to them. They were all from the Jianghu. The muscle lines on the exposed arms were extremely clear and well-trained.

After the jailer left, the two men approached and asked curiously, "A monk was actually imprisoned this time. Monk, why were you imprisoned?"

Fa Hai moved the beads one by one and said, "I've been framed."

"There are quite a few people who were framed here. Mr. Zhang over there, and the noble people next to him, were all framed and put into prison cells." The Jianghu person was very talkative, and said, "It's not surprising at all, you know how we got in ?"

Fahai shook his head.

The man said word by word: "Because we are going to take the head of that dog emperor..."

"Zhang San! Li Si! The criminal officer is here for interrogation. They are all ready and out!" At this moment, a jailer shouted loudly and interrupted the words of the two gangsters. The two looked at each other for a while, obediently stood up and walked Go to the edge of the prison door and hold out your hand.

The jailer put shackles on the two, opened the door and led them out, and walked towards a dark room.

When Fa Hai saw the two men walking, their faces were calm and upright, but their legs were trembling uncontrollably. After entering the dark room, the door was closed by the jailer.

Fahai recited the Buddhist scriptures silently in his heart, and just moved a round of beads when suddenly, sensitively, he heard a sharp scream.

The sound came through the stone slab and the heavy door, through the cracks until it reached Fa Hai's ear.

Fa Hai closed his eyes and concentrated.

However, that overly powerful detection ability allowed him to see more clearly.

Through the door of the dark room, deep into the ground, under the heavy stone slab, there is a secret room, with a few oil lamps burning, Zhang San and Li Si were trapped on the torture rack with a cloth stuffed in their mouths, and the wailing brought by the torture could not be suppressed .

There were dark, oily stains solidified on the ground, neat shelves lined up in front of the four walls, all kinds of whips, knives, needles... and things that Fahai had never heard of, arranged by category.

A jailer chipped open the ice, took out a thin blade from it, held it up, walked up to Li Si, and cut his shaved head with a knife.

The cold froze the blood for a while, then turned the knife again, and easily picked up the piece of skin.

Immediately, a jailer came over with a spouted porcelain bottle. Inside was a slightly swaying liquid. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be red mercury...

Fa Hai shook his hand, and the beads fell to the ground. He opened his eyes, and cold sweat ran across his forehead.

The barrier of life and death.

"My Buddha is merciful..."