Ghost Office

Shaking the jug in his hand: "No more?" He threw away the jug to reach the wine jar on the table, but a wine jar was knocked over with his fingertips and scattered all over the floor. On the imperial decree, Yang Jian's eyes were so focused on the bright yellow brocade, and then he grabbed the imperial decree and threw it out with the corner of his mouth.

Then he supported the table and wanted to stand up, but the low table flipped over as soon as he exerted force in his hand, and Yang Jian lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground, "Yang Jian!" Ao Cunxin rushed over to support Yang Jian, but there was nothing he could do. Seeing Yang Jian lying on the cold stone slab, his dark brown curly hair messily scattered on the ground, Ao Cunxin had never seen Yang Jian in such a state of embarrassment: "Yang Jian." Ao Cunxin's voice was already hoarse, what happened today She cried all day, for the feelings and time wasted by herself, Yang Jian, and their past.

Yang Jian slowly got up from the ground, staggered a few times, found a direction and walked unsteadily, Ao Cunxin just followed behind him in case he would suddenly fall down, the two walked up to them one after the other Strictly speaking, it was only Ao Cunxin's bedroom for the next few hundred years, and Yang Jian had already moved to the study.Yang Jian pushed open the carved wooden door, and with a creaking sound, Yang Jian raised his feet and stepped into the room, looked around, under the dim light, the whole room seemed hazy and unrecognizable, Yang Jian walked into Ao Cunxin's usual place Sit down on the couch you often sit on, and then stay still like a statue.

"Cunxin." Yang Jian's voice suddenly sounded, and Ao Cunxin instinctively responded before realizing that Yang Jian couldn't see him.

"Cun Xin, after tonight, Yang Jian will not be Guanjiangkou Erlang God, but the so-called judicial god, are you happy?" Yang Jian's voice was like a pool of stagnant water without ups and downs: "If Yang Jian is not happy, you will not be happy either... Yang Jian suddenly grabbed the bamboo basket Ao Cunxin put on the couch and threw it out: "You are obviously reluctant to part with me, why do you do those things over and over again?"

Yang Jian stood up and pushed down everything in the room: "Cun Xin, why are you forcing me? Yang Jian just wants to live a good life with you, why do you insist on forcing me—" In this dark night when no one was there, Yang Jian was like a head The sleepy beast, angry and sad, vented everything in his heart, just like when Ao Cunxin was quarreling, he smashed everything he saw, and the crackling sound hit Ao Cunxin's chest In her heart, every sound made her tremble uncontrollably.

"Yang Jian, Yang Jian, don't do this..." Ao Cunxin covered her face and cried helplessly. Back then, she was weeping secretly in the West Sea, while Yang Jian was alone in the empty Yang Mansion and drunk herself.They have the same pain and the same injury, but this pain was personally assigned to each other, and it has been irreparable to this day, leaving only regrets full of regrets with nowhere to put them.

The room was full of mess and there was nothing to smash, only Yang Jian's heavy breathing could be heard.Yang Jian kicked away the unknown fragments under his feet, his body shook and almost fell down, Ao Cunxin was frightened into a cold sweat.Yang Jian staggered to the bed like this, tripped over countless times, fell down as soon as he touched the edge of the bed, and landed on the soft brocade quilt.

Yang Jian turned over and lay down on his back. Just when he was about to lift his legs to the bed, he remembered something. He sat up with difficulty, took off his shoes clumsily, and then lay back down again.Yang Jian looked at the white bed curtain with his eyes open, and grabbed a corner of the brocade quilt with his hand, and Yang Jian covered the brocade quilt with a force: "Cun Xin..."

Ao Cunxin watched Yang Jian fall asleep reeking of alcohol, clutching a corner of the brocade quilt tightly in front of his chest, this time he slept restlessly and frowned, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, the He didn't know what he had dreamed of, and he kept chanting Ao Cunxin's name, and the tears in the corner of his eyes soaked Ao Cunxin's heart.

As soon as the sky was bright, Yang Jian woke up from his dream. The hangover and the all-night dream made him pale, but the eyes that opened were full of clarity.Yang Jian turned over and sat up, looking at the mess on the ground with a blank expression. With a wave of his hand, everything returned to its original appearance and returned to its original position, and Yang Jian's clothes were also completely new.

Yang Jian flicked up his clothes and walked out of the bedroom, the door slowly closed behind him, from now on he is the god of justice.

Judiciary gods sound majestic and majestic, and they are in charge of Tiantiao on behalf of the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother. Under the two, they are above the gods, but is it really that easy to do?Power over the Three Realms is the god of justice hundreds of years later, but Yang Jian today is not the god of justice who is feared by everyone with his ruthless methods.

No one will doubt that Yang Jian is very smart, otherwise he would not be able to learn the supreme skill of splitting mountains to save his mother in three years. Yang Jian's ingenuity is unparalleled, which can be seen from becoming Jiang Ziya's right-hand man in the Battle of the Gods. But Yang Jian has never been involved in officialdom, he is a complete novice in officialdom, especially in this heavenly court, he has to spend ten times and a hundred times his energy to learn how to be a good judicial god.

Ao Cunxin looked at Yang Jian sitting in front of the case table, which was full of cases accumulated in the Three Realms, dating back thousands of years, and recent years, Yang Jian just flipped through the books, comparing each one. Follow the rules of heaven to investigate.Originally, the Meishan brothers and Xiaotiangou were still helping out, but those few were not expected to do this kind of thing. They made a mess of themselves and caused some trouble for Yang Jian, so Yang Jian simply sent them to do other things It's over, leaving only Xiaotian Dog to help pass something.

But Ao Cunxin saw that there was only a little light left on the oil lamp, and Xiaotiangou had already slept in the dark with his bones in his arms. Yang Jian buried his head in the file and didn't pay attention, so angry that she wanted to kick Xiaotianquan.Finally, the dim light flickered a few times and finally dimmed, and the darkness brought Yang Jian back to his senses: "Cun Xin, why did the light go out?" No one in Nuo Da's cold Zhenjun Temple answered Yang Jian's question, only Xiao Tian With the sound of dogs sleeping soundly, Yang Jian froze for a while and then waved his hand to light up the lamp, no longer thinking about continuing to investigate the cases one by one.

Such days have passed for a long time since going to heaven. During the day, Yang Jian not only has to try the case, but also has to deal with the Jade Emperor, Queen Mother and other gods. These things make Yang Jian, who has been at ease for thousands of years, exhausted. Talking about these accumulated case files one by one, Yang Jian was haggard in just a short time.

Yang Jian concluded several cases today, and after reporting the cases one by one in Lingxiao Palace, he was finally able to rest for a while.He rode the cloud towards the Temple of the True Monarch, but when he could see the cold Temple of the True Monarch, Yang Jian suddenly turned a corner and went to the lower realm.When Yang Jian came back to his senses, he found that he was already standing on the west coast.

Standing in this familiar yet unfamiliar place, Yang Jian looked at the boundless west sea in front of him.The calm sea always seems to have a kind of magical power, looking at it, everything is contained by it, but when the sea turns up the waves, it can also swallow everything.Yang Jian walked forward a few steps and then stopped: "What am I doing?" Yang Jian turned around with a wry smile and was about to turn back to the sky. At this time, the west sea was surging, and Yang Jian looked back and saw that a person flying out of the water was not the fourth princess of the East China Sea. Ting Xin also saw Yang Jian who was standing on the shore, and although he looked puzzled, he still walked over: "Yang... Zhenjun, I don't know why Zhenjun is here?"

"Fourth princess, long time no see." Ever since Ao Tingxin accompanied Cun Xin back to Xihai that day, she has never seen her again.Ao Tingxin smiled softly: "It's been a long time indeed. I heard that Zhenjun is busy with business, so how could he have time to come to Xihai."

"I..." Yang Jian didn't know what to say, he didn't even know why he came to Xihai: "Is she okay?"

"Her?" Ao Tingxin turned around and looked at Xihai: "It was very bad when I first came back, but it's much calmer now." Yang Jian turned his head when he heard the words, and the two were speechless for a moment.

"That's good." Yang Jian raised his head and smiled with the corners of his mouth open: "That's good. Four princesses, Yang Jian still has something to do first." After saying goodbye to Ao Tingxin, Yang Jian quickly returned to the Zhenjun Temple.As soon as Xiaotiangou saw Yang Jian coming back, he greeted him happily: "Master, it's so late today."

Yang Jian's footsteps did not stop: "Don't bother me for now."

"Master..." Xiao Tiangou stood there inexplicably.Ao Cunxin was led all the way back to the backyard behind Yang Jian, and Yang Jian stepped into their bedroom without stopping. This was the first time Yang Jian entered this place since he went to heaven.

As soon as Yang Jian entered the room, he wanted to lose his strength and sat on the ground with his back leaning on the wooden door. He raised his eyes and saw all the furnishings in the room. Ao Cunxin had used those things for 1000 years, and every piece of wood had Ao Cunxin left them. trace.A piece of white silk was lying beside Yang Jian. Yang Jian picked up the white silk and put it in his hand, watching intently, just like what Ao Cunxin saw the night before He Li.Ao Cunxin recognized this white silk. When Yang Jian was rescued from Xihai, he used this white silk to build a shed for Yang Jian. Later, he misunderstood that Yang Jian was ungrateful and wanted to drive away the Roaring Dog. Ao Cunxin tore off the remaining one on his body. And Yang Jian's Ao Cunxin didn't know where it came from, and Ao Cunxin didn't know that Yang Jian kept one until Yang Jian took it out of the cabinet that day.

"So, have I really been torturing you all this time? That's why you gradually become less like you, become crazy and paranoid, and become painful..." Yang Jian squeezed the white silk in his hand: "If you leave me, you won't be as good as you are." You've changed back to the original you, won't you suffer anymore if you leave me? Cun Xin, so is my decision right?"

Ao Cun Xin