The door opened with a "yeah" sound, and Wu Congcong walked out of the room. He understood what Heizi was carrying when he saw it. Before he could speak, Heizi said, things have been done smoothly, and what you need is here. He stamped the bag he was carrying on the ground, making a crunching sound. The implication is: You should reward me with 100 coins now!
Wu Congcong understood it before Heizi said it. He said, it's so late, can you... He didn't say the next words, he wanted to say, can he give me the money tomorrow? But I don’t think it’s appropriate to say this.
Heizi immediately blocked his words. This kind of thing can only be done at night. Can it be done during the day?
good! You follow me. Wu Congcong turned around and said to his family, "I'm going out for a while and I'll be back later."
It should be said that Wu Congcong could just open the bag and verify that the dead head was Wang Jiamu, then he could pay 100 coins to let Heizi clear the way, and then he would carry the bag with Wang Jiamu's head to Ma Huangmao and ask for 200 coins, and that would be the end of it, but He was a little scared and didn't want to touch the cloth bag that smelled of blood.
He let Heizi carry him from beginning to end, and walked a long way before arriving at Majiazhuang. Suddenly he heard a fierce barking of dogs, and Wu Congcong did not dare to move forward.
Heizi was bold and walked forward. When he got to the edge of the house, several dogs barked at him, their eyes flashing green like wolves. Heizi bent his body and made a gesture of picking up objects and hitting them. The dogs fled in all directions. He screamed even more fiercely, but he didn't dare to come closer.
At this moment, a man walked out of the dark place and asked Heizi, "Who are you looking for when you come to the village so late?"
Heizi didn't know who he was looking for, so he turned around and said to Wu Congcong behind him, "Answer him." Wu Congcong approached the man and said, "Looking for Ma Huangmao. Where does he live?" I've never been.
His family lives at the back of this row of houses. You have to walk through a long alley. I will take you there. The man looked at the heavy cloth bag in Heizi's hand and asked, "What are you carrying?"
What he picked out was a pig's head. We are friends with Ma Huangmao. He did something for us, and we gave him a pig's head as a reward. Wu Congcong's brain worked faster than Heizi's, and when Heizi was mumbling, he took the lead.
No wonder. It smells a bit cooking, it must be a newly slaughtered pig! The man believed it and expressed his feelings in a positive tone.
Um! Wu Congcong laughed secretly because his lie worked.
At this time, Wang Jiamu's soul was no longer following behind. He said to Hei Wuchang, there is no need for me to follow. I already know who the person who ordered my murder was. His name is Ma Huangmao, and he is the traitor of my wife Huang Huiyun. Husband, in order to possess my wife for a long time, he paid someone to kill me. I must avenge this.
But you are already dead, how can you get revenge? Hei Wutong looked at him with sympathetic eyes and said. You'd better come with me quickly and go to the underworld. If the king's judge in each palace checks that you have done no evil in the world, you can be reborn as a human earlier. After eighteen years, you will be a man again.
I want to use my soul to report the case to the Jiangnan magistrate in a dream, and ask him to send agents to investigate and apprehend the murderer, principal and accomplice, and then I will follow you to the underworld. Please agree to my request, which is not too much. Wang Jiamu cried and begged with a choked voice.
You can have a dream. You don't have to wait until the facts of the case are revealed before leaving. You have to believe that this unjust case will be revealed to the world, and the murderer and the principal and accomplices will be brought to justice. When Hei Wuchang said this, he went back to Wang Jiamu's sad and sensitive topic. I know the cause of your death. It was that Heizi who bought arsenic from Taihechun Drug Store, put it into the noodles, and coaxed you to eat it, and then he died suddenly from the poison attack. .
How does the Impermanent God know?
I just heard Heizi telling Ma Huangmao about this situation at Ma Huangmao's house.
It turns out that Hei Wuchang in the underworld has already possessed the five powers of clairvoyance, celestial ears, other minds, fate, and divine feet. Even if he is not present or is thousands of miles apart, as long as he activates his magical powers accordingly, he can do so at any time. Understand the mental activities, movements and language of Yang people. So he answered like this.
Lord Impermanence, do you think I died unjustly? Is it miserable? Wang Jiamu's soul wiped away his tears and said, I will listen to you, give a dream to the Jiangnan magistrate, and then follow you.
OK! Go and have a dream. After Hei Wuchang said this, he and Wang Jiamu's soul came to the gate of Jiangnan County Government. He said, I'll wait for you outside. When it's over, I want to go to Gaojiazhuang Villa for a tooth ceremony. The mountain god with the fluttering white beard has an appointment with me.
Hei Wuchang Wang Jiamu's soul came to him in a dream, and he wandered around waiting in front of the magistrate's office. After a while, Wang Jiamu's soul came to him, and Hei Wuchang asked him if everything was over. He said, Lord Impermanence, please forgive me. The door god of the county magistrate's office is very fierce and won't let me in. My screams of injustice are in vain.
Hei Wuchang was stunned, thinking: This is not my business, why should I intercede with you? If all the ghosts of those who were wrongfully killed asked me to intercede, how could I intercede? Wouldn’t I just become a lobbyist? But then I remembered that the mountain god in Gaojiazhuang said that Wang Jiamu was an upright man and asked him for help along the way! Then buy some face! At that moment, Hei Wuchang said, "I'll give it a try. If the yamen's doorkeeper doesn't buy it, don't blame me."
Unexpectedly, Hei Wuchang approached the gate of the Yamen. He looked at the two door gods with leopard heads and ring-eyed eyes. Before they could speak, they both came up to him and saluted him, saying that Lord Wuchang, the little god, had offended many people.
One of them pointed at Wang Jiamu's soul and said, it's not that we won't let him in. This is the Yamen position. To enter, you must obtain the consent of the seventh-grade Sheji God who is stationed there.
Hei Wuchang laughed loudly and said that I didn't mean to intercede, but the mountain god of Gaojiazhuang entrusted me to help him along the way, saying that he was an upright man and died unjustly, so Hei Wuchang came to disturb him, and he was really sorry. He turned back to Wang Jiamu's soul who was following behind him and said, "You know, it's not that I won't help you, because this Yamen position cannot be entered casually."
If I can't go in and meet the magistrate to complain about my grievances, and I die inexplicably like this, won't it become an unsolved case in the world? Murderers, accomplices and masterminds who go unpunished will become even more rampant in the future and become a scourge. Wang Jiamu's soul shouted and turned around helplessly.
He followed Hei Wuchang back, not far from the place in front of the Yamen, when suddenly a shout came from behind, and Wuchang Shenjun stopped.
When Hei Wuchang turned around, a sinister man wearing a yamen uniform walked up to him and said that the Seventh Grade Sheji God knew about the situation and agreed to Wang Jiamu's meeting with the county magistrate to state the murder case.
It was late at night, and the county magistrate, Wu Gongzheng, was reviewing case files in the courtyard of the residence in the backyard of the Yamen. He gradually felt sleepy and his eyelids started to tremble, so he walked out of the courtyard to cleanse himself and go to the bedroom to sleep.
After a while, he came to the government hall in a trance, and a headless man walked towards him, his body trembling, shouting that I died unjustly.
Wu Gongzheng has been in office in Jiangnan County for more than ten years and has always handled cases impartially. He has never seen a headless person come to complain and complain. He was shocked. He knew it was a ghost causing trouble and was about to retreat, but where could he move? The body seemed to be trapped by invisible rings, unable to give in at all.
He then boldly shouted, where are you the headless ghost? He actually broke into the Yamen. I, Mr. Wu, only handle cases for living people in the Yang world. You are all dead. If you have any grievances, you can go to King Yama to complain. What are you doing here?
The headless ghost cried and said, Wuzhi County, it is better for the county magistrate to take charge now. Although I am a headless ghost, I am under the care of King Yama, but I was killed by Heizi from Gaojiazhuang, Jiangnan Town, your county. Heizi is still alive, right? Should you investigate? Besides, if I don’t report the crime, no one will know the cause of my death. Who can redress my grievances in this world?
