I am the county magistrate in Liaozhai

Cheng Jin finally learned from the mouth of the judge that the shadow needs to meet three harsh conditions in order to replace the main body.

First, as Heilulu said, it requires the absolute willingness of the main body consciousness when it is awake; second, it is the shadow that gives birth to spiritual wisdom; and third, it is an opportunity for absolute fit.

"What is an opportunity for absolute fit?"

The judge shook his head very casually: "I don't know. There have been tens of millions of people throughout the ages, but there will never be more than a hundred people who can exchange with shadows. Each of them has a different opportunity. You ask Ben Officer, who am I going to ask again?"

... You are so good.

But Cheng Jin continued to be kind, and changed the question: "But I heard people say that even if the shadow replaces the body, it can only live until the end of life. Then why does the shadow of Lin Siniang still exist now?"

The judge looked like you didn't listen carefully: "I told you that the shadow of Lin Siniang has a part of Concubine Feng, do you understand?"

Cheng Jin blinked and was startled: "My lord, do you mean that because Concubine Feng Gui is still alive, so..."

The judge nodded quite calmly.

Cheng Jin couldn't sit still immediately: "My lord, I want to go to the capital!"

"It's still early, why don't you stay and chat with me about air conditioning and wifi?"

This stalk is really hard to pass. Normally, Cheng Jin can still chat with ghosts, but now he is overloaded with receiving messages, and he really doesn't have the energy to chat with people.

Fortunately, although the magistrate was narrow-minded, he didn't like a forced temper, so he let Cheng Jin leave soon.

It was already midnight when Cheng Jin arrived outside Prince Heng's Mansion in the capital.

The old snow in the capital city hadn't melted yet, but tonight it snowed heavily again. The heavy snow covered the whole city and made the haunted house even quieter and more eerie.

Simply Cheng Jin is now in a state of mind and soul, not afraid of the cold and treacherous.

At this moment, Heishan had already found Lin Siniang who wanted to fall into a deep sleep again, and he stopped her at the last moment.

"Lin Siniang, don't you want to know how your father, King Heng, died?"

A fierce look flashed across Lin Siniang's face, and seeing that she was no match for her, she immediately pretended to be stupid and said: "Your Excellency came late at night, I don't understand what you mean, and I was just an ordinary maid in Prince Heng's mansion before I was alive. Can grab Prince Heng!"

To be honest, what Hei Shan said just now was just imitating Cheng Yian's deception, but he didn't expect Lin Siniang's reaction to be so excited, which shows that Cheng Yian's guess is really possible.

Thinking of this, Hei Shan didn't ask any more questions, and just went straight to the topic, "I have no grudges with you in the past, nor have I had any grudges in recent days. As long as you answer a question from this seat, this seat will not ask how you are doing."

Lin Siniang didn't believe it in her heart, but said on her face, "What's the problem?"

"King Heng persuaded me to die, but the immortal came back to life. You just need to tell me, who is the immortal in this poem, and where is he?"

Lin Siniang: ...You have two questions.

But she quickly realized the meaning of this poem: "Where did this poem come from, Your Excellency? What does it mean that King Heng persuaded him to die!?" When she said this, she gritted her teeth with hatred, like King Heng. She is like an enemy.

"I don't know." Heishan silently increased the demonic power in his hand, "You don't need to care about these, you just need to tell me who the Immortal Elder is."

Lin Siniang is not in a hurry to fall asleep to avoid being tracked by the underworld. How could King Heng come back to life? She will never allow it: "Yes, but please tell me the meaning of these two poems."

Of course Montenegro didn't know, so he decided to resort to force. He didn't understand what it means to be compassionate and cherish jade.

If Cheng Jin hadn't come in time, I'm afraid Lin Siniang would have died in pieces.

"...Master, calm down a little bit."

Heishan controlled the demon power, and he still had the energy to reply: "This seat is very calm."

That's really not obvious at all. County magistrate Cheng was so speechless, but fortunately, his words brought back some sense of Hei Shan's rationality: "Master, let her go, and I'll ask for you."

"Let go of her, she ran away, you just ask."

Lin Siniang showed a stubborn face, and said that she would still say the same thing if she were someone else: "I will never say it unless you tell me the meaning of that poem."

Cheng Jin's head was full of question marks: "What poem?"

"King Heng persuaded Huang to die, but the immortal came back to life."

Cheng Jin immediately understood, and he clapped his hands and said, "That's a coincidence, isn't it, I just know it, but I don't want to be rude if I don't come here, Miss Lin, if I solve the riddle of the poem, shouldn't you also tell us, what's on your body? What happened to the story?"

Lin Siniang actually didn't want to say it, but the reality didn't give her another choice.

"Okay, you say."

Cheng Jin said, "It's okay, we have to change places."

As for where magistrate Cheng can feel at ease, it is of course Tangxi's government office. Lin Siniang, as a "prisoner" in Montenegro, has no right to refuse.

"Okay, now you can talk about it."

When Cheng Jin returned to his body, he felt hungry. He went to the kitchen to get a plate of red bean cakes made by A Cong, and made a pot of tea before telling half of King Heng's story.

"He should have been ranked as the City God of the Underworld because of his mortal exploits, but because he was resurrected, he cut off his Yin virtues, and so on."

Lin Siniang didn't believe it at all: "No, how could a hypocrite like him be ranked as the City God of the Underworld, you are talking nonsense!"

This reaction is very subtle.

Both Cheng Jin and Heishan noticed that Lin Siniang seemed to have a deep-seated hatred for King Heng?

So, is this the reason why she would rather call herself a servant of Prince Heng's mansion than use her original identity?

"Believe it or not, it's all up to you. You and I don't know each other. I just made up such a set of words to deceive you in the middle of the night when I was full. What good can I do? This poem was written by Yuan Yi. You should know him, right?" .”

Seeing Lin Siniang stunned, Cheng Jin continued: "This poem was written in the 24th year of Xuanli in the previous dynasty. At the beginning of that year, all the younger generations of the Lin family died in battle, leaving only King Heng to return to Beijing. He was awarded the title, but became seriously ill. Haunting."

"But even so, he was still loyal to the emperor. When he heard that Buddhism and Taoism were in trouble, he resolutely entered the palace to face the saint, but he was severely punished by the emperor, and he even died because of it." Cheng Jin made a statement at this point , "This is King Heng's persuasive persuasion to die."

"The 24th year of Xuanli? No! This is impossible! In 24th year, he had no illness or disaster at all, and even at the end of the year, he took ten concubines in a row!"

Oh, Shifang, can you bear it?

"Now we're going to talk about the second half of the poem. It must not be difficult to guess, right." After Cheng Jin finished speaking, he said, "Let's be clear, we have no intention of pursuing the affairs of the previous dynasty, but with the resurrected King Heng. You have some previous vendettas, if you have any news about this fairy elder, please let me know."

Heishan heard this, the thick darkness in his eyes immediately faded away, and only one pair of pupils were still looking at Lin Siniang.

As for Lin Siniang, she is not a stupid woman. After hesitating for a moment, she said: "You two, I am afraid that you already know the identity of the concubine? Yes, the concubine was the only daughter of Prince Heng, but you only know one of them, but you don't know the identity of the concubine. Second, it is only now that I dare to make up such a lie to deceive my concubine, and I will not be able to get away today, so let me tell you the story of my concubine."

Cheng Jin immediately said: "Is it the story of a girl replacing her body and becoming Lin Siniang? I want to hear it."

After hearing this, Lin Siniang's eyes were finally filled with surprise: "How do you know!"

Cheng County magistrate lightly waved his hands and said, "Your humble one, I still have some ghost veins in the underworld, so I asked ghosts about it."

...Lin Siniang didn't want to answer this, so she simply told her own story: "Born in a general's family, she is a very righteous and loving woman. Because her mother died young and her father was busy with the war, she was born She was brought up by her elder brother. In the 24th year of Xuanli, she was told that her elder brother Qiqi died in battle..."

Both Cheng Jin and Heishan understood that the "she" that Lin Siniang referred to was the former Lin Siniang.

"At that time, she felt that the sky was going to collapse, but her father was still alive, so she took care of him. Soon the emperor awarded him a reward, and when his father was recuperating, he granted King Heng. She was happy for her father, but King Heng was not her. The imaginary loving father."

The King Heng in Lin Siniang's mouth was violent and indulged in pleasure, and he didn't feel the slightest sadness about the death of his relatives. He even wanted to marry his daughter to the offspring of the Feng family in order to please His Majesty.

"She said that her father had changed, and gradually the light in her eyes disappeared. I kept watching her change, but I couldn't do anything about it. Until one day, when she was about to hang herself to wake up her father who was addicted to pleasure, I was able to speak suddenly, so I Tell her, 'Since you don't want to live, let me live for you'."

Under the lamp, Lin Siniang was extremely calm, and she could only hear her say: "Just say, okay. So, I became her."

So simple?So what is this so-called opportunity?

"That's why King Heng is by no means the one you say he can be a city god because of his sinful virtues."

Cheng Jin shook his head: "No, on the contrary, what the girl said is a better proof of this point. Do you know why you can't return to the underworld and reincarnate?"

"Isn't it because the concubine is a shadow?"

"No, it's because you have other people's things on you." Cheng Jin took out the disposable judge pen given to him by the judge before leaving Fengdu, "Lin Siniang, do you want to be reincarnated?"

This is the rhetoric she made up to deceive Chen Baoyue, how come it turned out to be true?

"What do you want?"

Cheng Jin turned his pen around, pointed to the master who was almost at the limit of his patience and said, "I just said that we only want to know about the elder fairy."

Lin Siniang hesitated for a moment, and finally could not resist the temptation of reincarnation, said: "The fairy elder once lived in a Buddhist temple outside the capital, and was recommended by Feng Guogong to enter the palace."

"what is his name?"

Lin Siniang shook her head, "I don't know."

"What about that Buddhist temple?" Heishan asked again.

Lin Siniang shook her head.

Hei Shan asked angrily, "Then what do you know!"

Cheng Jin just wanted to persuade, but Lin Siniang suddenly said: "I know a little about calligraphy and painting, so I can draw the fairy."