Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

The tomb is a deserted tomb, which has been abandoned for a long time, and the inscription has disappeared. There is no funeral thing in the coffin.

Maybe there were things buried with him when he was buried, but now that broken coffin has been exposed outside the grave. I don’t know how many years old, even if there was one, it was taken away by someone, even the bones themselves? They are not all together, some leg bones are missing, and they walk on a slope.

Since I have no clue, I can only find it in the most stupid way.

The mountain and the moon were hidden in the clouds, and the drizzle was hazy. Zheng Zhao walked on the muddy path with an umbrella, and he could vaguely see the fireworks among people in the distance.A slightly shorter man? Shadow followed behind him? He was wearing a bamboo hat and a coir raincoat, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

They? They are going to Taiping County.

"That thing called the County Chronicle really knows? Do you know my origin? Can I really sneak into the city like this?" Eyes? It seemed that he wanted to hide himself better, but? He exposed his shiny skull.

Zheng Zhao stretched out his hand to put on the bamboo hat, and the raindrops fell on his hand, which was slightly cool, but did not leave a single trace.He lowered his eyes, looked at it for a while, put away the umbrella under the surprised eyes of the bone, and let the rain wet his clothes.

"What are you doing?" Bone exclaimed.

"Who can walk in the rain for so long and not find a single wet mark all over his body?"

Zheng Zhao opened the umbrella again. The thing in his hand was an umbrella, but it was also a blinding spell. Folding the umbrella was a way to avoid rain, and holding it up was a way to avoid rain.

The city gate arrived in a blink of an eye, and the two lanterns above the gate were swaying.

Because the bones of the dead could not yet see the light of day, they left them at night to rush on their way. Once the city gates were closed during the curfew, how to get in became a problem.Zheng Zhao looked up at the city gate, and said to the bone, "You are right here." Then he turned into a firefly and flew away.

Bai Gu watched Zheng Zhao disappear into the night, walked to the side of the road according to the previous plan, looked around, found a tree? dug a hole, and buried himself in it.

Although Taiping County is not big, it has all the five internal organs and everything it should have.Zheng Zhao entered the city and looked down at the lights of Wanjia.City gate? On the south side, a relatively spacious road divides the county into two sides.On the east side, almost every house is hung with big red lanterns. The patches of red light reveal the joy of abundance, while on the west side, there are sparse dots. There should be ordinary people who cherish the oil of candles and lamps.It is so late at night that I am still lighting up the lamp. Most of them are students who study at night. I hope that the carp will leap over the dragon's gate and live to the east with his family, wife and children.As for the northernmost part of the county, it was almost pitch black.

He fell to the ground and headed east with a green lantern, the lonely light shining in the rain.

Town God's Temple is located in the east of Taiping County. During the day, it is a bustling place where vendors gather. At night, there are only a few yawning temple guards.Zheng Zhao didn't know what the Town God's Temple looked like in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of monsters, the Town God's Temple was extremely majestic and solemn.

He hadn't left the temple gate yet, when he saw two ghost officials with white running and black boots coming together, they asked rather sternly, "Why are you here?"

Zheng Zhaodao: "I came here with my friends for the first time, and came to report."

The ghost official was silent when he heard the words, but still had a fierce look on his face.Zheng Zhao was slightly startled, then lowered his head and smiled, and presented two paper ingots in his hands.These were burned by the villagers when they walked the mountain roads in the past, and lone ghosts looted them randomly. He also took two out of curiosity, and they just came in handy right now.

When the ghost official saw the two gold ingots, he immediately softened his face, and said: "As long as you... do not do things differently from ordinary people, it will not have much to do with our City God's Department."

Zheng Zhao tried to ask: "I wonder if the Yin Division knows the origin of the deserted tombs in the mountains?"

"This day? The bottom? What day? No dead people? Where is it? No dead people? How can we remember such a long time? If we look up the documents, we can find the records. But? This document is not something we can wait for. It's not you who touched it, you can ask." After finishing speaking, the ghost official waved his hand impatiently, "Don't talk too much, let's go."

Hearing this, Zheng Zhao didn't bother, thanked the ghost official with his hands, held up his umbrella, turned around, and left.Before entering Taiping County, he didn't know that there was a Town God's Temple in the county, and he never thought of asking the Yin Division.It is a blessing to have it, and there is no need to regret it.

At the third watch of the yamen drum, the dogs in Taiping County bark at the waning moon.

Zheng Zhao was walking on the deserted long street, and met some lonely ghosts, but he didn't see a single monster.Also, how can there be so many monsters in this day?

Gradually the sound of the rain disappeared, and the sky turned white, and in a blink of an eye it turned golden again.The servants in the magistrate’s yamen cleaned the middle hall with brooms, and the county magistrate in the backyard had finished washing and was having a meal. I don’t know when we will be able to take care of the morning yamen directors, but the third shift and six rooms in the bottom of the house have already started to work.

Zheng Zhao lived on a branch where the white dew was not dry, and all kinds of people quietly watching the activities in the yamen, most of them were Zaoli and policemen at this time, and occasionally a few people like the book office passed by.He didn't know where the county annals were in the yamen, but he could infer from common sense that most of them were in the hands of the county magistrate's staff.After all, the chief executive is busy with various affairs, so there is no time to record these things. Most of them just use the title of editor and assign the actual work to his cronies.

A well-maintained hand pushed open the window, and the middle-aged scribe with a beard in the study took a deep breath.

"It rained last night, and the air is very fresh this morning."

After speaking, he went back to the table, picked up his tea and looked at the backlog of official documents from yesterday, but he didn't notice that a bug flew into the window lattice.

The scribe picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink, and then began to write official nonsense while pulling his beard.Zheng Zhao looked at the rows in front of the bookshelves. There were money and valley account books, criminal name records, and even fish-scale booklets from the Household Book Office. Obviously, this aide was deeply trusted by the county magistrate.When the scribe finished drinking the cup of tea, put down his pen and stretched his wrist, Zheng Zhao also found the location of Lienian County Chronicle of Taiping County.It's just that the middle-aged scribe is still in the room, so he can't check it yet.He thought for a while and lay down on the top of the bookshelf to wait. Staff, as the magistrate's staff, this person? Will be called away sooner or later, it is impossible to stay in the study for a day?.

There was an endless stream of people queuing at the city gate to enter the city, and the military leader at the gate was not very interested in looking at these people with shoulders and hands, so he just stopped a person pushing a cart.

"What are these things?" The military leader asked directly without searching.

The man bowed his waist and said: "The newly caught fish by the river this morning will be sent to the restaurant in the city. They are in these two barrels." After speaking, he stuffed some money.

The head of the army lifted the oilcloth covering the wooden barrel, and there was a smell of stench. He quickly covered his nose and looked in hastily. ? Let's go."

"Thank you, master." The civilian husband hastily pushed and walked into the city gate.

A small white bone was caught in the car, and it was accidentally dropped on the ground by someone. Not only was it not found, but it rolled unreasonably until it stopped at a hidden place by the side of the road, and then got into it even more unreasonably. into the soil.

"That's when I got my hands over. When was this a head?" Bone sighed.

The county yamen's mouth is full of people, and it's very lively. The common people gather together to discuss the person who just beat the drum to complain about grievances.The county magistrate in the yamen, holding his belt, had not yet reached the hall, so he said to the elder beside him: "Go and invite Master Sun, he is familiar with the criminal name."

There was a lot of noise outside the window, Zheng Zhao finally waited until the scribe was called out.He fell off the bookshelf, turned into a human body, picked up the county chronicles and read them carefully.I don't know the year and month of that deserted tomb, so it's quite troublesome to find it, but it's not from recent years, just look for it in the old ones.Those book pages are so old and yellow, touching them casually? It's like destroying, but fortunately, there is no one who is more light-handed than him now?Thinking of this episode, Zheng Zhao couldn't help smiling, flipping through the pages of the book, just hoping to have better luck and find the news he wanted before the scribe came back.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Zheng Zhao put the county chronicle file back in its original place and hid it in a bonsai pine branch.

A young man wearing a small official hat with wings walked in. He looked at the door for a while, then went to the window and closed it, looking extremely cautious.Zheng took care of him rummaging through the case, as if he was looking for something, after a while, he stopped, and what he was holding in his hand was one of the stacks of official documents that the scribes had seen this morning. .

"Huh." The clerk breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the brush and changed something.

Zheng Zhao glanced at it. It was about taxation and corvee labor. The petty official divided the first-class upper field of a certain family into third-class barren land.He has never worked in the office of a mansion, but he has also heard about the activities of subordinate officials. He expected that in many worlds, this kind of thing is almost rare.The little official in front of him obviously took advantage of that household and manipulated the account books to reduce or exempt the land tax.

After changing the account books, the clerk arranged the official documents on the desk and case again, and then opened the window and left.

Zheng Zhaohua stood in front of the desk as a human being, and the words of the ghost officials of the Town God's Temple were still ringing in his ears.He thought for a moment and felt that this made sense.Since there are indeed ten halls of Hades and Hell here, then it is very lawful for mortals to do things during their lifetime and submit them to the Nether Division for trial after death. There is no need for monsters to uphold justice.

The records in the county chronicles are extremely complicated, and the middle-aged scribes have left for a while, so it is obvious that there is no end to the matter of interfering with minor officials.

Zheng Zhao sighed, and decided to go back first to pick it up? Bone, even a thousand years have passed and there is no need to rush for a day.

The insects flew out of the second hall's study room through the window, passed through the house gate to the Yamen's main hall, and saw the yellow-robed Taoist priest in the village.The Taoist priest in the yellow robe was closing his eyes to rest his mind, but at this moment he suddenly opened his eyes, and stretched out his palm to the flying insect.

Melon and fruit cakes are also friendship, and you can't pretend you didn't see them. Zheng Zhao had no choice but to stop in his palm and watch the case in the lobby with him.

Hanging under the bright mirror is a white and fat county magistrate, a middle-aged scribe sits on the magistrate's right hand, a scribe who holds a pen sits on the magistrate's right hand, and Zao Li stands on both sides holding water and fire.

"Mother? Lady? Since she didn't die after drowning, why didn't she say it directly, and pretended to be a ghost to scare her mother-in-law?"

As soon as Zheng Zhao heard this, he thought of the yellow-robed Taoist priest and the villagers who came to the deserted cemetery to find ghosts that night, and then moved his eyes to the woman who was kneeling in front of the hall.The woman's hair is dry, her face is yellow and thin, and her coarse cloth dress is still patched, but she is very clean.

"When the woman came home, she learned that my mother-in-law had buried me with clothes, and that my husband had married a bride. I was in unspeakable pain, and I didn't see him that day. The next day? I returned home again, and I didn't expect my mother-in-law and husband to both I'm not here, only the bride is at home. I want to go up to meet you, but the clinker bride suspects that I'm cheating, so she closes the door and doesn't see her. When the woman comes again, she hears my mother-in-law saying that I am a ghost, and the woman wants to After that, I saw my husband greeted me with a knife and axe, and I was so scared that I could only leave. After that, the women had nowhere to go, and the women were ghosts everywhere in the village. People who saw the women did not wait for the women to speak. Turning around and running away, the women didn’t dare to chase after her, so they could only pretend to be a ghost to visit the infant child at night.”