I am the county magistrate in Liaozhai

A few days ago, Ah Cong ordered a batch of stone pots from a mason, and they just delivered them today, so he asked Pan Laotou to move them together, and wash the pots by the way, so that they can cook stone pot chicken and stone pot fish in the evening.

"This stone pot is so small, it can only hold a few fish. Next time I will go with you, let's make it this big!" The demon's resilience is strong, but in two days, the cat's injury is almost healed, Now he put down the stone pot and drew a big circle with his hands.

A Cong: "...I know you like fish, but you are too greedy. A stone pot of this size may shatter if you burn it with fire."

"What kind of stone, it's so useless, just wait, next time I'll find a good material and send it over." Mao Mao was obviously not dead.

After getting along for a long time, Ah Cong knew Pan Laotou more or less, and said, "You don't want a whole block of extremely hard stone, even a stonemason can't cut it out!"

Upon hearing this, Mao Mao said with a regretful face: "What, the masons in the world are so useless."

Ah Cong couldn't help laughing: "How can you be like the young master, you can bargain like this."

"I'm different from him. Could it be that he also asked you to make a big stone pot?"

"That's not true." Ah Cong shook his head in recollection, "If you say that the first batch of stone pots was ordered, the young master wanted to eat cured meat claypot rice."

"That's why you made so many preserved meats?" Wow, Cheng Suansu was so thoughtful, and said that he didn't ask for the New Year's Eve dinner menu, but actually asked for it a long time ago.

Ah Cong was about to nod his head when he saw a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. He immediately put down the stone pot in his hand and ran over, happily saying, "Master, are you back from visiting relatives?"

"Visiting relatives?"

Ah Cong nodded and said, "That's right, the young master said you went back to your hometown on vacation, you came back so early, have you eaten yet?"

Hei Shan shook his head subconsciously. In fact, he hadn't eaten anything since leaving the suburbs of Beijing.

Ah Cong could not see people starving, so he immediately said: "Master, wait a minute, there is still porridge with preserved egg and lean meat simmering on the stove, I will serve it for you."

After speaking, without waiting for anyone to refuse, he rushed to the kitchen, leaving Mao Mao alone to face the Lord Demon King.

Pan Maomao who is washing the stone pot: ...! ! !

"Master Master, Gui'an." Mao Mao weakly stretched out its paw and waved it.

Heishan lowered his eyes to look at the stone pots of different sizes on the ground, and then looked at this feline cat demon in the world, and suddenly the gloom in his eyes became lighter: "What's the big deal in the yamen recently?"

Pan Xiaoan immediately shook his head: "No, Mr. Cheng is fine, he is so powerful, no one dares to provoke him."

As soon as the words were finished, Ah Cong came over with hot porridge. In addition to preserved egg and lean meat porridge, there was also a plate of shredded chicken and a piece of shortbread. They were already warm on the stove, and they were all piping hot.

"Master, you eat first, the young master got up late again today, there are still a lot on the stove."

Hei Shan's hand holding the chopsticks froze, and then he looked at the cat demon, and Pan Xiaoan immediately stood up: "My lord, nothing happened to him, I swear to God!"

A Cong was shocked: "What? Something happened to the young master?"

"Nothing happened! Really, master, you believe me!"

Ah Cong panicked even more: "No, I have to go to the young master's room to have a look!"

"What happened? I'm not here well." Cheng Jin came in with a yawn. He was going to catch up on sleep, but he was hungry. He fell asleep and was woken up again. Crawled out of the bed, "A Cong, quickly give it to your young master... Huh? Master, you are back."

Cheng Jin woke up in an instant, and sat across from Heilulu in three steps and two steps, and then looked at the three-piece breakfast set in front of him, and he became even hungrier: "Ah Cong, I want to eat a big portion."

Ah Cong naturally had no response, Mao Mao saw the atmosphere, and slipped away without putting down the stone pot.

"If I knew you were coming back, I wouldn't sleep this morning."

Heishan saw the light blue color in the person's eyes, and suddenly said: "Cheng Yi'an, you really like to meddle in other people's business."

Cheng Jin was taken aback, and soon realized: "Did you see that yellow fox demon under the corridor? It's not a big deal."

"This seat just made a move and abolished that fox's cultivation base."

"what?"

Hei Shan said directly: "A demon is different from a human, if I make a move next time, I will take his life."

Cheng Jin was so hungry that his eyes were dizzy, and he didn't understand the meaning of these words for a moment. When he saw Ah Cong coming with the porridge, he hurriedly got up to pick it up. Seeing that the porridge was boiling hot and he couldn't eat it, he ate half a piece of shortbread first. He said in a daze, "Why did you say this all of a sudden? Did you encounter anything outside?"

Montenegro took a breath, and then denied, "No."

"Speaking of which, the yellow fox deserves what it deserves. You've done a good job." As the saying goes, you can't eat hot porridge in a hurry. When the porridge is cold, Cheng Jin and Hei Lulu popularized the story of Huang Jiulang and He Zixiao.

Montenegro: ...this is a mess.

"That's right, master, you also think it's very surprising and outrageous, right? If Zhou Taishi hadn't been my brother's friend, I would never have cared about this mess." Speaking of which, he didn't care about it. Knowing how to mention it to the senior brother, "I don't know who is going to kill Zhou Taishi."

Heishan finally picked up the porridge bowl, and the warm porridge entered the esophagus that had not been filled with rice for a long time, and there was an inexplicable ironing feeling.

"You don't have to."

"It's all in charge, and it's not too much trouble. As for the investigation of Fucheng, Yang Shen will take care of it." Cheng Jin quickly finished a bowl of porridge, and ran into the back kitchen without calling A Cong. After serving a bowl, he quickly returned to the dining table, "Let's not talk about this, let's talk about you, master."

With a casual tone and a flat tone, like gossip, Heishan went to Chuzhong Taohua River again this time, where he unlocked the memory fragments left by Qing Heng.

"Have you already guessed it?"

Cheng Jin stretched out his thumb and index finger and compared it: "I guessed a little bit, if you don't want to say it, I won't force you." After all, Qingheng has nothing to do with him.

"The body used by Qingheng in the previous dynasty is indeed the son of Chen Li." Heishan said suddenly, "You should have guessed this."

Cheng Jin nodded silently.

He had seen in the illusion that when Chen Li took Bai Lulu out to wander, whether it was getting rich or later getting married and having children, Bai Lulu was inseparable.That child, Bai Lulu once should also...

"Have you ever heard of a living body?"

Cheng Jin's hand holding the spoon trembled slightly: "What?" Could this be a bit of a fucking coincidence?

"have you seen?"

Cheng Jin also forgot about porridge, and his eyes became more serious: "To be honest, there is such a body in the Tangxi government office."

Montenegro was also surprised.

Soon, Heishan saw Zhou Taishi's body. As Cheng Yi'an said, the body has no soul, but the body is still alive, as if it has fallen into a deep sleep.

"How did he become like this?"

Zhou Taishi himself didn't know about this, he could only say that the force value of literati was too weak, and when he was assassinated, he didn't see clearly who the murderer was.

Cheng Jin thought for a while, then took out a pen and paper and put it in front of Zhou Taishi: "How about this, you write down all the people you have offended in the past three months, and I will ask General Yang to investigate."

Zhou Lin: "...Okay, but there may be too many people."

Everyone: How many people have you offended? !

Seeing Zhou Taishi start to write, Cheng Jin took the master to the next room, where He Zixiao and the seriously injured Huang Jiulang were imprisoned.

In fact, it is not right to say that life and death are parting. After all, if they are all dead, they should be reunited in Huangquan. Thinking about it this way, Cheng Jin thinks that it is better for Huang Jiulang not to die, otherwise he can be called a "lover".

"What do you want to do? Xiaosheng will never allow you to hurt Jiulang again!"

Cheng Jin said with great interest, he was in a pretty good mood when the master came back, and he spoke more calmly: "Then why do you protect him? With your fame, you are still a ghost with no power to restrain a chicken?"

He Zixiao: "Don't bully people too much! Be careful, I'll sue you to Lord Chenghuang!"

"Oh, it's a coincidence, isn't it, I happen to be Tangxi Yangjian's acting Chenghuang, what grievances do you have, let's hear it."

"This is impossible! How can a living person be a city god? Xiaosheng——"

Cheng Jin stretched out his hand to press He Zixiao with the city god's secondary seal, and the ghost who was noisy like a hundred ducks finally silenced, and then he looked at Huang Jiulang with satisfaction: "You don't have to look at me with such hatred. , In fact, I had no grievances with you in the past, and you deliberately provoked me, but I have a lot of you, so let's make a deal."

Huang Jiulang couldn't change back to his original shape at this moment, and his cultivation base was running low, so he said in a hoarse voice, "What deal?"

"You must know what happened to Zhou Taishi, right?" When Cheng Jin said this, he was full of certainty, "Although you can actually search for souls, the mansion is not a hell after all. As long as you say it, I will How about sending him to die?"

"Why are you being so aggressive? Zixiao and I just want to achieve perfection!"

Cheng Jin was too lazy to listen to the declaration of love: "That's a pity, it seems that you don't want to, anyway, He Zixiao is now a lonely ghost, and if he is obliterated, he will be obliterated. It would not be a big deal if there is one less selfish scholar in the world." bad thing."

"Do not--"

Cheng Jin said to do it, but he took back the power of the city god's deputy seal. He Zixiao lost his restraint in an instant, and immediately threw himself on Huang Jiulang, complaining in his tone: "Jiulang, why don't you! You keep saying love Me, why don’t you even want to do such a small thing for me! Tell them quickly, or are you resenting me for not recognizing your fox body?”

Huang Jiulang was already seriously injured, but now he was rushed by He Zixiao's ghost, and immediately vomited a mouthful of blood, and his description became even more disastrous: "Zixiao, you..."

He Zixiao has really felt the power of the City God's seal. He doesn't want to die, let alone be wiped out. At this moment, love and love are not so important. Seeing Jiulang vomit blood, he changed his gentle tone: " Tell me, I won't go to the next life, I will wait for you at the bridge of Naihe, no matter how long it takes."