Liu Sanjun is indeed dead. The way he died was unbelievable. Could he have been so stupid that he turned the shotgun upside down, pointed it at his own chest, and pulled the trigger? Obviously not. Even Liu Sanjun himself doesn't know the reason, which is strange.
What's the blame? Huagu, the pheasant spirit who was blamed in the pheasant hole, went to the underworld to play drums in front of the palace of King Qin Guang to complain and played a role.
After King Qin Guang returned to the palace from his tour, the first thing he assigned to the Ming Dynasty was to investigate Liu Sanjun in the underworld.
Not long after Ming Chai left, he found out that there was no discrepancy between the matter and the complaint submitted by Hua Gu.
Ming Chai also asked Ye Youxuan to accompany him back to the palace to report and testify.
Night Parade told King Qin Guang, who was sitting in the palace, that it was not a big mistake for a hunter to kill a hen pheasant, but hunting in spring was a taboo. This was a great loss of moral character and was really unforgivable. . What's more, after he hunted and killed a female pheasant, 9 underage pheasants starved to death because they lost the care and feeding of their mother. For this alone, Liu Sanjun should be remembered as a major mistake, and at least he should be taught a lesson in disaster. He paused.
King Qin Guang thought that the night patrol was justified and asked him, what should be done if Liu Sanjun did not restrain himself this spring and continued to hunt with shotguns and committed evil?
Ye Youxun said that as long as he committed the crime again, the king could punish him to death and last his entire life.
King Guang of Qin said that what the Lord God said was exactly what he meant.
Then he ordered Ye Youxuan to cooperate with Ming Chai to go to the underworld to monitor Liu Sanjun's behavior. If he was found hunting again, his soul could be lured away and punished with death.
So, Ming Chai and Ye Youxuan led the edict to go out. It was dusk when we arrived at the door of Liu Sanjun's house in Yangjian.
After a while, they saw the drunk Liu Sanjun going out from the back door holding a shotgun, and followed him.
When Liu Sanjun reached the fork in the road beside the mountain, Ye Youxuan threw off a long iron chain and wrapped it around his soul, handed it over to Ming Chai, and escorted him to the underworld.
Liu Sanjun, who had lost his soul, felt uncomfortable all over and felt groggy. He slowly walked up the mountain and got into a forest. His body could no longer support him and he fell down under a japonica tree and fell asleep.
He woke up in the early morning and was still dizzy. When he opened his eyes, he found a piece of bird excrement on the front sight of the barrel of the long shotgun. He turned over and pulled a handful of leaves to wipe it away.
Just as he was stretching his arm, he somehow tripped the trigger. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, a ball of sparks shot out, and a bullet sandwiched in gunpowder shot into his chest. In this way, he tragically fell under his own shotgun.
At this moment, Liu Sanjun's soul was being interrogated in the palace of King Qin Guang. He didn't know that his body had been killed by bullets, and he was still screaming to go back.
When Ming Chai escorted him to the evil mirror platform more than one foot high to watch the images of his sinful deeds in his life, he also saw the whole process of his death and the funeral scene where his body had been placed in the coffin.
He also found that his wife Cai Zhongsheng was talking to a man. There was no trace of sadness on Cai Zhongsheng's face, and there were still smile lines on his face. Only then did he believe that he was indeed dead, and he felt extremely lost and depressed.
Seventy-seven forty-nine days later, Liu Sanjun was sent to various palaces for trial. Since he had no other faults during his lifetime, he was slightly tortured in hell and was escorted to the Wheel-turning King Palace.
The King of Chakravartin threw him a colorful pheasant feather, but as soon as he left the Palace of the Chakravartin King, his bardo was sent to the mountain where he hunted in his previous life, and took up temporary shelter in a pheasant egg. Soon he was hatched by a pheasant mother and became a pheasant.
Once, the pheasant woman was searching in the forest with a brood of pheasants. Suddenly she noticed someone moving outside the forest. The pheasant woman got under the thorn canopy alertly, stretched out her wings, and hugged several pheasants that were following her. .
Suddenly, there was a crackling sound just a few meters away. The frightened pheasant woman flapped her wings, got out of the thorn canopy, dropped a nest of pheasants, and flew into the distant forest by herself.
A nest of pheasants who were also frightened could not take off because their wings had not grown hard, and most of them were scurrying around in the forest.
Only the pheasant who was reincarnated in Liu Sanjun's bardo did not escape. He walked around the thorn thorns and chirped.
Its cry attracted the attention of a woman in the cemetery over there. She was Cai Zhongsheng, Liu Sanjun's widow, who was kneeling and kowtowing in front of the new grave where Liu Sanjun's body was buried.
The crackling sound just now was her lighting the Thousand Son Whip.
At this moment, the air in the forest was still filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Cai Zhongsheng stood up, followed the sound and approached the thorn bush on the other side of the tomb, and found a little pheasant standing motionless on a blade of grass, as if it was not afraid of people.
When Cai Zhongsheng reached out to catch it, not only did it not run away, but its furry head burrowed straight into her hand. This gave Cai Zhongsheng a strange feeling, like a motherless child who was young and ignorant, but actually touched it. The object is regarded as a mother.
Cai Zhongsheng felt even more pity for it, took it home, grabbed a handful of rice and threw it in front of it.
But the little pheasant is not a domestic chicken after all, and will not eat the white rice.
So what do you eat? Cai Zhongsheng felt a little annoyed.
At this time, a middle-aged man named Wu Zidan, whom the matchmaker had introduced to her a few days ago, was standing at the door holding a bouquet of roses but did not come in.
I don't know how long he stood at the door, but Cai Zhongsheng only noticed him when he turned his head and spat.
He glanced at the little pheasant and said to Cai Zhongsheng with a smile, this thing is quite interesting.
Cai Zhongsheng was a little excited when he saw his new boyfriend coming, so he had no intention of taking care of the little pheasant. He raised his head and replied, "It's not interesting. It doesn't even peck at the rice. It's annoying me to death."
As he spoke, he pointed to a chair and motioned for him to come in and sit down.
Wu Zidan did not sit down immediately, but handed her a bouquet of roses and said, "This expresses one of my wishes."
Middle-aged men are no better than romantic young men. Even if they love this woman, they will not say that word easily.
Seeing Cai Zhongsheng accept the rose is equivalent to initially accepting him as a person. Wu Zidan also felt that he belonged to Cai Zhongsheng, so he thought about her or took the initiative to solve problems for her.
At this moment, when he saw that the little pheasant was not pecking at the rice on the ground, he told Cai Zhongsheng that pheasants are no better than domestic chickens and generally do not peck at the rice. You have to catch insects for it to eat.
When Cai Zhongsheng saw the little pheasant standing at her feet and chirping, he asked awkwardly, "Where can I catch bugs?"
Wu Zidan volunteered and said, you take this pheasant with you, and I will take you to the wild to catch bugs for it to eat, otherwise, it will starve to death.
This method was not bad. Although he didn't catch any bugs when he came to the wild, Wu Zidan knew how to think. He took one look at the cow dung pile at the end of the village and knew what he was doing.
He folded a branch and used it as a stick. He squatted next to the cow dung pile and dug at the dung. After only two or three blows, insects such as dung beetles crawled out from the pile.
Since it was a hard-shelled insect, it was brought to the little pheasant's mouth. It glanced at it but did not peck at it.
Cai Zhongsheng was a little anxious and was about to open the little pheasant's mouth and forcefully stuff a hard-shelled insect into it. Wu Zidan shook his hand to signal her not to do that.
He then caught a few pink earthworms from under the dung layer.
As soon as the earthworms were caught, they curled up into a ball, as if they could defend themselves. Unexpectedly, they did not have a hard shell after all. As soon as they were stuffed into Cai Zhongsheng's open palm, the little pheasant rolled its eyes. The sharp beak then moved out, pecked and devoured the earthworms one by one.
Sometimes, I pecked two at once, swallowed the upper part of one, and the other rolled down from the mouth without pecking it firmly.
The earthworm was originally curled up, but now it realized that it was unable to defend itself, so it immediately stretched out its slender body and moved randomly against the ground, hoping to find a gap to get in. However, this improved and instinctive way of escape ceased as soon as it was put into practice.
The little pheasant looked down and pecked at the pink earthworm that was running for its life.
The earthworm was still struggling desperately, its slender body kept twisting, clearly unwilling to enter the little pheasant's mouth. It knew that once it entered, it would die.
However, the principle of natural selection and the law of the jungle is powerless and irresistible to the little earthworm. It is born as a vulnerable link in the wild food chain that is most easily conquered, and it seems to be a delicacy prepared for its natural enemies. Although it is unwilling, it has no way to control its own life.
At this time, the little pheasant quickly swallowed the earthworm into its crop and raised its neck leisurely, as if it was afraid that the food that had come in would leak out again.
