At this moment, when Cao Yang's ghost saw the black scar on Hu Xiangcai's left face, he remembered that when he was resisting a group of gangsters on the Chibi River, he grabbed one of the gangster's dog-eared caps with one hand, and suddenly the gangster's left cheek There was a black scar on his face, and he had identified it as the man kneeling in front of the temple.
Cao Yang's undead screamed, "I testify that you are the villain who used a pole to hold me down in the cold river and drown me alive."
Hu Xiangcai's soul began to tremble.
The judge said, "The guilty soul is dreaming of making money. The owner of the cargo you murdered on the Chibi River came to testify. What else can you deny?"
Hu Xiangcai's soul bowed his head and remained silent.
Niu Tou suddenly spoke and told the judge, I have a complaint exposing Hu Xiangcai's crimes.
The judge asked, who wrote the complaint?
Niutou replied that it was written by the land god of Songjia Village.
Ma Mian added that when we arrested Hu Xiangcai's soul and returned to Hades, the God of Land stopped us and told us that we had a warrant exposing Hu Xiangcai's crimes and asked us to take it to Hades and hand it over to the judge of the Ghost Judge's Hall.
The judge did not accept the complaint from Niutou, but said, "Read it to me."
Niutou raised his voice and was about to read out. The judge suddenly changed his mind and waved his hand, signaling him to hand over the complaint to the kneeling soul of Hu Xiangcai, who was looking depressed and read it out.
The judge looked at Hu Xiangcai's soul and said, you can stand up and read loudly.
Hu Xiangcai's soul took the petition, froze for a moment, stood up, and recited it in a low voice: The land god of Songjia Village, Puqi County, Dongtu Kingdom, Nanzhan Buzhou sued the unruly man Hu Xiangcai...
The judge said sternly, reading aloud.
The soul of Hu Xiangcai raised his voice: The land god of Songjia Village, Puqi County, Dongtu Kingdom, Nanzhan Buzhou, sued the unruly people Hu Xiangcai for setting a trap to gain ill-gotten gains.
The facts stated in the present document are as follows: On the morning of April 14, 13th year of Tongzhi, Diao Min Hu Xiangcai invited his brothers Hu Micai and Hu Decai to collect ramie from Old Man Song's house in Songjia Village. While Old Man Song and his wife were only busy handing over the hemp and weighing it, and there were not enough manpower to take care of it. They stole more than 2,000 kilograms of ramie from the upstairs of their house, destroying the fruits of their hard work.
The unscrupulous people want to make money and even the elderly are ruthlessly deceived. It is really unscrupulous. The little god hereby takes this form and implores the judge of the Ghost Judge Hall to detain and judge the unruly people who want money and punish them with serious crimes, so that they will not return to the human world to cause harm. Jishou.
After Hu Xiangcai's soul finished reciting, he placed the Zhuangzi on the table in front of the hall, then came back and knelt on the ground.
The judge said, "The guilty soul is dreaming of making money. Are the charges listed against you in the complaint true?"
Hu Xiangcai's soul didn't answer, but kept nodding.
The judge looked at the other officials in the underworld and said that Hu Xiangcai, the guilty soul, had done many evil things in the underworld and was ruthless. He should be sent to hell just for the crime of setting up a trap with his accomplices to steal the property of an elderly man who was several decades old.
A ghost soldier said respectfully, "May I ask the judge, there are eighteen levels of hell in Hades, and each level of hell has sixteen smaller hells. What kind of hell should a sinful soul who wants money go to?"
The judge thought for a moment and then replied, "The sinful soul's desire for wealth is all done by a pair of hands. I think he will be pushed into the hell of severed hands to be tortured."
Hu Xiangcai's soul began to tremble, and he screamed out of fear, "Judge, spare my life!" Spare me! …
The judge said, you are so scared before you have received your sentence. If we had known today, why bother in the beginning? Then he waved his hand and issued an order to push it down.
I saw the ghost soldier flicking the chain, trapping Hu Xiangcai's soul, and then escorted him out of the gate of the Ghost Judge's Hall.
This morning, Hujiazhuang Huxiangcai's house was quiet.
When Hu Xiangcai woke up, he felt a lot of pain all over his body, especially his wrists, which were burning with fever. He took a closer look and saw that they were swollen like steamed buns. He pressed one of them with his finger; when he removed his finger, the ball immediately popped up again.
Hu Xiangcai muttered to himself in confusion, was something bitten on my hand? Then he raised his elbows and lifted up the quilt to look, and saw that there was nothing on the sheet under the quilt, which made him quite confused. He wanted to get up, but when he moved a little, his hands hurt or his body hurt. He gnashed his teeth and complained, "What bad luck!" So I shouted loudly, Mom——
After a while a mother came over. That is Hu Mu - his mother. Mother Hu asked, "Why do you call me if you want money?"
Hu Xiangcai barely supported his body and sat up with his butt against the bedside board. He stretched out his swollen wrists and said, "Mom, I don't know what happened. I became like this overnight."
Hu's mother was horrified and kept saying, "What's going on?" He took hold of one of Hu Xiangcai's wrists to look at it, but he screamed in pain as soon as he touched him. Mother Hu had to give up and went out very anxiously to call her wife. Maybe it’s Father Hu!
Hu's father was washing his face. He still had a towel in his hand and had not yet finished wiping his bearded face. He had no intention of wiping it. He walked closer to the edge of the bed and stared at Hu Xiangcai's swollen wrists. He even asked strangely, "My son?" ! What's going on?
Hu Xiangcai said, Dad, how do I know? After sleeping all night, it became like this.
Father Hu guessed, could it be that a centipede crawled on your wrists? His eyes kept looking around, and then he let out an empirical sigh. This is not like a centipede crawling. If a centipede crawled, there would be burnt marks on your hands, but there are no such marks on your hands.
Hu Xiangcai pressed his waist with his left elbow and said sadly, "My body hurts too."
Hu's father reached out and gently lifted Hu Xiangcai's vest, and a blood mark appeared on his back, which made Hu's father heartbroken and frightened.
Mother Hu stood nearby and saw it, and said in horror, "Oh!" The back felt like it had been whipped with a whip.
Father Hu opened his eyes wide, looked up and down, left and right and asked, did anyone come in last night?
Mother Hu replied, "No one came in. I opened the door in the morning and saw that the front door, back door, front window and back window were all in good condition. No one had touched it. Besides, nothing was missing in the house. How could anyone come in?"
Hu's father said, that's strange. Why did Xiangcai become like this?
Hu Xiangcai said, Mom, when I heard what you said, I became really alert. Did someone come in and beat me last night? He pointed to the earthen urn beside the wall and said, "Mom and Dad, which one of you can open it and take a look? There are 8,000 copper coins in it. Count them to see if they are good or bad."
Father Hu turned around and approached the wall, opened the lid of the earthen urn, grabbed the mouth of the urn with one hand, and held the bottom of the urn with the other. He turned his head and fell over. A large pile of copper coins popped out with a crash, covering the ground about 100 meters. The size of a basket plate.
At this time, Hu's father was squatting on the ground counting money, and Hu's mother was also squatting on the ground counting money, each counting, regardless of Hu Xiangcai's condition for the time being. After just a cup of tea, the two elders adjusted the number of copper coins for each person. Hu's father stood up and looked at Hu Xiangcai, who was still sitting on the bed, and said, "It's just 8,000 coins, not a penny less."
Hu Xiangcai said strangely, "That's strange. No one came into the house last night. How could I be like this?"
Hu's mother still felt horrified, so she leaned close to Hu's father and whispered, could it be that he had been beaten by a ghost?
Father Hu, who had always been an atheist, glared at her and said loudly, "Where are the ghosts?" Now we can only call two strong men in the village to carry Hu Xiangcai on a stretcher to the shop where bruises are treated at the north gate of Puqi for treatment. What do you think?
Hu Xiangcai said, Dad, take out a few hundred coins from the 8,000 copper coins to treat my illness. The remaining money has been put into the earthen urn and sealed. Mom must take good care of it at home. This is what Hu Micai, Hu Micai, and I The money earned by Hu Decai and his gang from purchasing ramie has not been distributed to them yet. They want to distribute it to them today or tomorrow. It seems that they cannot be divided for the time being. I will consider this matter after my hands are healed.
Mother Hu said, with so much money, I will definitely take good care of it.
Hu's father found a few handfuls of money from the copper pile, and stuffed the extra money into the local man.
Mother Hu also came over and helped stuff the earthen urn into the opening until there was no more money left on the ground.
Father Hu went out and when he reached the door, he turned back and called Xiangcai. "You hold on for a while, and I'll go to the village and ask two strong men to carry you on a stretcher to the county town for medical treatment."
Hu Xiangcai said "hmm".
Hu's mother walked out of the wing to make a bowl of flour dumplings with soup, and brought it to Hu Xiangcai's bed with a spoon.
Hu Xiangcai said, Mom, my mouth smells bad. Take a bowl of water and let me rinse my mouth before eating!
Mother Hu said, OK! Then he put a bowl of flour dumplings on the low table beside the bed and went out.
