I am the county magistrate in Liaozhai

Maomao's land deed delivery service failed for three days in a row. He wanted to ask Cheng Suanyou to refuse the job, but seeing Cheng Suansuan's teasing eyes, he... couldn't open his mouth.

No, this little thing can't be done, he will be ridiculed to death by Cheng Suan.

"Acong, good Acong, little Acong, brother Cong, please, just accept it, this is not some intestinal poison, it's really not good!"

A Cong still resolutely refused to nod: "I really can't take it, it's too precious, so don't make things difficult for me anymore."

After hearing this, Mao Mao wanted to cry: "The land price in this Tangxi area is not high, and this building is not newly built. You accept this land deed, and it is also a favor for your young master."

Ah Cong got impatient, picked up the shovel and said to the human: "Say it again, I won't fry small fish for you anymore!"

Maomao: "No!!!"

This was definitely the scariest threat he had ever heard during the New Year. Pan Xiaoan was so frightened that he immediately took away the land deed and fled, fearing that if it was too late, the hard-hearted little Ah Cong would really stop frying small fish for him.

Hey, why should mortals embarrass his lovely kitten.

"What's the matter, could it be that he was beaten bald again?"

Maomao patted Li Yong's hand away with one paw, then moved a few steps away before saying, "Don't touch me, I'm in a bad mood."

Hearing this, Li Yong couldn't help but burst out a few traces of happy laughter from his throat: "What's the matter, it makes me happy."

"Do we know each other well? Who wants to talk to you."

"Not familiar? Besides, you look very troubled, maybe I can help you." Li Yong said persuasively, "After all, we are both demons, so we won't harm you, right?"

"Really?"

Li Yong nodded: "Of course, what's the benefit of lying to you?"

That's true, anyway, he couldn't help it, so Pan Xiaoan told Sao Fox about the land deed.

After listening to Li Yong, he stared at the cat demon for a long time with a look of trash.

Pan Xiaoan immediately exploded: "What disgusting eyes do you have?"

"...I was just thinking, why did Mr. Cheng ask you to be the head of the cell?" Do you do good every day?Helping the poor and helping the Yaozu, Li Yong began to firmly believe that Cheng Yi'an was a saint.

Mao Mao was so angry that he immediately changed into his original form and scratched it, he wanted to scratch the face of this stinky fox!

"Don't, I'm a brocade produced by Xiangyun Weaving. If you scratch it, you won't be able to pay for it if you sell it. Oh, come on, come up with an idea. It's rare for you in Tangxi Yamen An errand." Li Yong falsely begged for mercy, "How about this, I'll take you to a good show, how about it?"

"No, I'm going to take the opportunity to deduct my money because I slipped the number sourly." His salary is not much at all, so it can't be worse.

"Don't worry, God knows, you know me, you know me, haven't you seen the Taoist priest surnamed Yan in the past two days?"

Mao Mao's attention is the easiest to be distracted by people, and his eyes are immediately diverted as soon as he hears it: "Don't tell me, really, where did he go?"

"In the past few days, he replaced others on night patrol for several days. It was not easy for him to take turns these days, but he encountered a strange thing." Li Yong said strangely, then lowered his head and said to the cat on the ground, "Do you want to hear it?"

"... What conditions do you have?"

"Simple, I heard that Ah Cong made roasted chicken with lotus leaves today?"

After a stick of incense, Maomao and other foreign monsters stole a lotus-leaf chicken from the county government, and went to Fucheng to watch a theater after dark.

Heishan who just came back from the Imperial Medical Office in Beijing: ...

"Cheng Yi'an, why don't you restrain them?"

The county magistrate of Cheng sipped the little pear soup made by A Cong, and shook his head casually: "I am just a weak and ordinary mortal county magistrate, how can I restrain the high and low, come and go without a trace?" Where's the demon?"

Montenegro: ... Listening to these words, it seems to be alluding to me.

"If you are ordinary, there will be no extraordinary mortals in the world."

"Oh, this is so embarrassing." Cheng Jin also poured a cup of pear soup, "A Congxin's prescription is honey but not sweet, and everyone in the yamen agrees."

Montenegro: "I don't like sweets."

"I know." After Cheng Jin finished speaking, he suddenly said seriously, "In two days, it will be the Lantern Festival, and the Yamen will be busy. Are you free, Master?"

Hei Shan was carrying pear soup, as the saying goes, he can eat people with short mouths, he took a sip, it really tasted good, he nodded and said: "I'm free."

"That's good." He was about to use his work as a substitute to practice his official career in the future.

This side started to talk about business, and the two demons over there had already arrived in Fucheng.

Fucheng has always been the place with the most scholars, especially at the beginning of the new year, when the academies and government schools are not open, the business in Hualou and Chuguan is very good. It will also be brought by friends to relax and relax.

"So this is the good show you're talking about?" It's a waste of him stealing chickens for others!

Li Yong covered his mouth with a fan, and only smiled and said: "Of course it's more than that. You see, Daoist Yan is usually alone. Have you ever seen a Taoist priest go to a brothel?"

Maomao: ... What kind of evil is this?

"Walk, walk, this is the place, you little cat demon, don't be fooled by the flower girl in the brothel."

That's it?Pan Xiaoan has already begun to regret it very much: "Do you think they can be as beautiful as my cat?" Besides, his little sister is the number one beauty of the Yaozu in Wuzhou, and most of them are just vulgar fans.

Hearing this, Li Yong immediately said, "I haven't seen it before, how can I know?"

"...Don't you try to trick me into transforming, tell me, what kind of errand did Yan Chixia take?" The two demons had already sat down in the lobby, and Mao Mao had no money to drink flowers and wine, but it was obvious that Li Yong was A frequent visitor here, when Mama Xu, the bustard, sees him, it's as if she saw Jin Yuanbao, "Oh, my Mr. Li, why are you sitting here? Why don't you go to the upstairs wing to find Xiao Yingying today?"

The cat almost choked on drinking water.

When Xu's mother saw that Pan Xiaoan was such a handsome young man, she immediately laughed even more madam: "Which family is this young master, born with such a handsome appearance, there are so many people in this hall, I'm afraid he offended the two of you."

Maomao was so flattered by the praise, so she was not so opposed to the strong smell of rouge and gouache here.

"A few more words of praise."

Mother Xu: ... what?

Li Yong took advantage of the situation and stood up, and even grabbed the little cat demon: "I heard that your flower building has not been peaceful recently, and there are few people in the private room. I dare not take risks lightly."

Mother Xu immediately stomped her feet after hearing this: "This is some kind of sleazy gossip, it's nothing to worry about, Mr. Li, you are also a regular visitor, we Yingying can wait for you."

"Really? But Brother Song didn't say that." Li Yong pasted and said in a low voice, "Brother Song said that he has a wife and younger brother who are very handsome. The lady fell in love at first sight, the two fell in love with each other, and even wanted to marry her, but Brother Song's wife and brother are from aristocratic families, and it is not easy to marry a lowly woman, so they came to tell you, is there such a thing?"

After Xu's mother heard this, the polite welcome on her face immediately decreased by three points: "Bah, bah, Mr. Li, please don't talk nonsense, my house is never haunted by ghosts."

Li Yong smiled lightly, with a hint of frivolity in his smile: "Mom, why bother to hide it, I didn't even mention the ghosts, my little brother is quite proficient in ghosts, so I brought him here to have a look. If mother thinks this young master is doing too much, then forget it."

Xu's mother turned to look at the young master behind him, no matter how he looked at him, he didn't look like someone with those skills, but Mr. Li is a distinguished customer, and she didn't want to lose this important customer, so she said, "Mr. Li is really kind, but Mr. Song has already I invited a Taoist priest over, so I don't bother Mr. Li."

This is a polite refusal, of course Li Yong can hear it, and even the Taoist priest invited by Mr. Song was recommended by him, but today he came to see the fun, so it's meaningless to spy secretly: "Don't worry, mother, we are very tight-lipped, don't interfere, Just looking at it will give you an extra boost, won’t it?” As he spoke, he stuffed a silver coin in the past.

When Xu's mother saw the silver, she was very talkative.

Maomao watched the old bustard leave with the bucket twisted, and couldn't help poking the demon in front of him: "What were you muttering to someone just now? Where's Yan Chixia?"

Li Yong stretched out his hand and pointed: "I'll take you to have a look."

The Song family is a family in the south of the Yangtze River, and has a certain reputation in Wuzhou. Although Mr. Song is only a collateral lineage, the family is very good at running the family, and the Taoist priests are very quick to help, even Yan Chixia is unavoidable.

In order not to disturb Hualou's business, Yan Chixia dressed up as a scholar today, but she looked more refined than Mr. Song next to him. He walked around Hualou with a compass before saying to his employer: "Now There is indeed a slight ghost aura, but this ghost has never harmed anyone."

"Then ask the Taoist chief to take this ghost in. My brother-in-law is so obsessed with this ghost, and I have to take the exam in March this year. That's impossible." Mr. Song begged.

Yan Chixia had dealt with many cases of female scholar ghosts, but she was quite calm when she heard the words: "This female ghost is not here, where is your wife and brother now?"

Speaking of this, Mr. Song couldn't help but feel a little headache: "The bastard ran out as soon as he heard that the family disagreed, and the mother-in-law said to find someone to get rid of the female ghost first. After a long time, he will change his mind and go home. .”

Yan Chixia: ...the plan is pretty good, but Taoist priests can't collect ghosts from the air.

"What's the problem with the Taoist priest?"

"The ghost aura here is faint. Obviously, the female ghost has not come back for several days. She is not an earth-bound spirit. If your wife and brother run away in anger, this female ghost will probably be with her. So, if you want to accept this Female ghost, I have to find someone to talk to." After Yan Chixia finished speaking, she said, "Perhaps, what else do you have to say?"

Mr. Song was taken aback, but finally took out a flower stick from his pocket: "The female ghost used to be the oiran in this flower house, named Wen Ji, she wrote this to my brother-in-law. Is there a way to track it down?"

Yan Chixia took a look, and saw on the flower stick that it said: Jiangcheng is full of cold wind and rain.

Ah, with his meager literary accomplishment, this couplet sounds very sad. Could it be that this female ghost died unjustly? !