Wang Jiamu wanted to tell Heizi to come and have a look, but he couldn't scream as if a sharp sword had sealed his throat, and it was difficult to breathe. He wanted to stand up, but his body suddenly became paralyzed and he couldn't move. An instinct for survival made him subconsciously reach out to support him. He tried to stand up from the edge of the dining table, but failed. His body tilted and he fell to the ground like a wooden stake.
His pupils began to dilate, but his consciousness was still clear. He thought resentfully: Heizi probably poisoned the noodles. I have no enmity with him. Why did he want to kill me? He didn't understand, and kept his eyes wide open in the direction of the cupboard.
Heizi finally came out of it. He was holding a cloth bag that looked like it contained something. He approached Wang Jiamu who was lying on the ground with a grin. Seeing his dying appearance, he said hypocritically, man, why are you sick? How could Wang Jiamu have the strength to answer?
At this time, Heizi pulled him up from the ground and asked him to lie on his back. He said, buddy, can I take you to the town hospital for treatment?
Wang Jiamu still didn't have the strength to say anything. At this time, he felt like his whole body was torn apart, like a turtle peeling off its shell, and he was in extreme pain. His gaze had already turned into a death light, and a wisp of ghost came out of his body and floated on top of Heizi's head. He knew that Heizi had poisoned him in the noodles. Seeing Heizi carrying him on his back, he thought absurdly: If I can still move, even if I don't win, I will bite a weight off your back. Meat down.
Heizi carried Wang Jiamu on his back and lit a candle to light the way. He walked to the main room and took a shovel from the wall.
Wang Jiamu's soul thought angrily when he saw it: Didn't you say you sent me to the town hospital for treatment? Why are you holding a shovel now? Heizi suddenly discovered that Wang Jiamu had not even made a faint cry, so he put down the cloth bag in his hand and put his hand under his nose. The breath was gone. He concluded that he was dead, so he tilted his back. Wang Jiamu's body was like firewood. It fell to the ground like a bundle.
Heizi put the candle in his hand on a stool, took out a gleaming kitchen knife from the cloth bag, squatted down, looked at Wang Jiamu's body and said, man, it's not me who wants to kill you, it's the one who was killed in the lawsuit in Jiangnan Town. The famous lawyer Wu Congcong wants to kill you. Wu Congcong, a lawyer like me, has no grudge against you. It is said that another person paid him to kill you. He couldn't do it, so he asked me to do it. I was just doing a business. , earn some money to spend, you can’t blame me entirely.
Having said this, Heizi patted the pocket in his arms, and there was a sound of copper coins in it. Heizi then said, man, I have already been given 100 coins. It is said that when people see the corpse, they will reward me with 100 coins. . What a deal! Last time I quietly killed a cattle dealer and only got 100 yuan from him. Thinking about it, it was really not worth it...
What Heizi said was clearly heard by Wang Jiamu's floating soul.
When Heizi cut off Wang Jiamu's head with a knife, he also said, "Man, I can't explain clearly to you while you are alive. But if you die, I can tell your soul that you will die clearly!" You may not know, but I originally planned to ask lawyer Wu Congcong to litigate your case, and I also wanted to get some agency fees from you. I went to him last night and agreed. Who would have known that the road between you and me is narrow and you are in doom, maybe it is God's will.
After Heizi explained this, he seemed to feel sorry for Wang Jiamu's misfortune. He shook his head and said, how should I say this? When the sun was about to set this afternoon, I planned to take Wu Congcong to Taihechun Pharmacy to discuss business with you. Unexpectedly, when we were about to walk to the pharmacy, Wu Congcong, the lawyer, said that he knew you. I said, since you know each other, it’s fine, and it’s reasonable to help an acquaintance litigate.
Unexpectedly, Wu Congcong immediately said with a straight face that he knew him, but he was an enemy. He said, "I was told to kill the person I told you to kill." You find a way to kill him today, and then come to me with his head, and I will reward you with another 100 coins.
When Heizi said this, he looked at Wang Jiamu's body and repeated, man, you can't blame me entirely.
At this moment, Heizi was about to cut. He tested the edge of the kitchen knife with his fingers. He still felt it was not sharp enough, so he sharpened it on the sharpening stone in the main room. Then, he tightened the handle of the kitchen knife and "clicked" it. Wang Jiamu's head was cut off and stuffed bloody into the cloth bag.
When he got up, he found that the floor of the main room was stained with blood. He was a little panicked. He quickly took the shovel to the cupboard and shoveled a shovelful of firewood ash from the kitchen hall and spread it over, covering the blood.
At this time, he carried the headless body on his back, the cloth bag containing the dead head in one hand, and the shovel in the other. He walked out of the back door and walked through the gloomy night to a forest on the hillside. There was a pit there, which was He dug it out in advance during the day. Now he threw the headless corpse in and hurriedly covered it with soil with a shovel. It was not as easy to be discovered as a normal burial where the earth and rubbish were used to build a grave.
He deliberately filled the pit where the headless corpse was buried with dirt and rubbish that was just as flat as the original floor. He thought it was almost enough, and he also used rotten leaves from the mountain to spread a layer on top to try to make it not feel like a tomb.
Wang Jiamu's soul has been following Heizi, and he can see every move Heizi makes.
At this time, he suddenly heard a "croak" sound. It turned out that Hei Wuchang stuck out his long tongue and locked Wang Jiamu's soul with an iron chain, saying, "You are already dead, why are you still following the living people?"
Wang Jiamu cried and said, Oh God! If you have mercy on me, I will die unjustly! I want to follow Heizi and see whoever he gives my severed head to, who will reward him with another 100 coins. That person is the one who ordered him to kill me. After I understand this situation, you will have nothing to say if you come to arrest me again.
What's the use of knowing it? Everyone is dead and there is no way to take revenge. It's better to come with me! Hei Wuchang stretched out his long tongue.
Lord Impermanence, the mountain god is polite. Suddenly, an old man with a white beard appeared out of nowhere and handed over to Hei Wuchang, saying that Wang Jiamu was really unjustly killed. Just let him follow the heinous Heizi and let him know who ordered him to die. Besides, what about his personal life? It's all broken, and it can't be restored, and its soul can't escape. Will it follow you sooner or later?
good! For the sake of the mountain god, just walk with a living person for a while! Hei Wuchang immediately retracted the long, shiny iron chain.
Thank you, Lord Impermanence. Wang Jiamu took off his chains and felt much more relaxed. He imitated the mountain god and bowed his hands to him.
Seeing that Wang Jiamu's soul was gone like a gust of wind, the mountain god said to Hei Wuchang, are you okay now? Come to our villa for a glass of wine!
You're welcome, I'm too drunk. Hei Wuchang looked troubled and continued, "Besides, you can't drink alcohol when performing official duties. If you are drunk, how can you capture the soul of the newly deceased?" Now I am on duty at night, and Bai Wuchang is on duty during the day. When I am on duty, if I do not catch the souls of the newly deceased who should be caught at night, I am derelict in my duty. If someone goes to the underworld to accuse me, my job will be ruined. Damn, so, my mountain god, I understand your mood. You are not allowed to drink while I am on duty. Unless the soul of the newly deceased is captured and there is time to maneuver, a tooth sacrifice can be made.
So be it! The mountain god stroked his white beard and said with a smile, "Let Wang Jiamu's business be over. You can catch him and come to our villa for a drink. At dawn, you can escort Wang Jiamu and set off."
It depends.
Where are you going now?
It's not tracking Wang Jiamu's soul.
The mountain god approached Hei Wuchang and said, as far as I know, Wang Jiamu is a decent man, you have to help him along the way, he is very pitiful. Even if I ask. After you are done, be sure to come to the villa to get together, and I will pick up the wind for you.
knew. Hei Wuchang ducked out of the way and arrived at the door of Wu Congcong's house. He saw Wang Jiamu's soul following Heizi. Heizi was knocking on the door with the bag containing the dead head. Before the door opened, Heizi called out, "Wu Litigator——"
