On this day, a group of undead souls were escorted out of the Ghost Judge's Hall. The judge stood up and approached Cao Yang, who was unable to kneel in the hall. He said kindly, "Cao Yang, get up quickly, there is no need to kneel down." Just now, I was busy deciding the fate of a new group of dead souls, and I didn't have time to take care of you. Say, are you still the same person?
Yinhun Cao Yang nodded and said yes.
The judge said, you have stayed in the City of Wasted Death for more than 30 years, and you have almost avenged yourself. You should be reincarnated as a human being as soon as possible!
The ghost Cao Yang still knelt and hesitated, saying, I...
The judge said seriously, "Get up and speak. This is my pardon order."
The ghost Cao Yang had no choice but to stand up and say, the judge is right, my revenge has been almost avenged, but it is not over yet.
The judge said, how can anything be perfect in the world? What's more, the environment you are in now is the underworld, not the Yang world.
The ghost Cao Yang said, although six of the seven people who robbed my boat of soybeans on the Chibi River were arrested, one of them gave up evil and turned to good deeds, practiced Buddhism, and has been reborn in the Pure Land of the West. Congratulations.
However, although one of the five people named Xiang Laixao was arrested, I had no chance to seek his life. Now I have been reincarnated into another person named Cao Nanshan, who is more than 20 years old. I want to seek his life.
After finishing this matter, I took the initiative to request reincarnation. Although there is another criminal named Cai Wanmin, and neither the world of the world nor the underworld has caught him, I believe that he will be caught sooner or later, especially since the underworld has already turned to the underworld. The city gods in various places issued wanted orders for his arrest, and it was expected that his lucky history of impunity would come to an end. I will not ask for revenge on this person. If the opportunity is right in the future life, I will ask him for blood debt.
The judge said, I agree with your opinion. I will immediately issue you a decree to demand your life from Cao Nanshan.
The judge immediately signaled to the person in charge of documents and files in the palace, and took a sample of the decree that only required filling in the specific content, filled it in, and then stamped it with the seal of the Ghost Judge's Palace.
Cao Yang accepted the order, thanked the judge happily and left.
These days, the villagers of Luojiawan have spread rumors about a strange incident.
That's because Luo Zixin told the story about encountering an ox-headed horse face while plowing on the hillside in the autumn of this year. Most people, including his wife, were half-believed. Some people didn't believe it at all and even thought he was talking nonsense.
In this way, Luo Zixin secretly asked himself, is this an illusion? But reason told him that this was not an hallucination at all, and the hallucination would not last that long. The scenes of his meeting and even the conversation with the bull head and horse face were all vivid in his mind.
He suddenly shouted: This is true! He also clenched his fist and shook it in front of his forehead. He said in his heart: If it is fake, then there is no need to worry about the cow head or horse face coming to seduce the soul on the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month.
He was really scared to death. On the eve of the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month, he said to his wife, do it your way. The wife responded, that's all. After tomorrow, it should be fine. This is like a barrier, if you escape it, you can escape it. I think you should be able to avoid it. Maybe there is no such thing as what you said, and you are scaring yourself. But regardless of whether that happened or not, countermeasures must be taken first. If not, that's fine. If so, the countermeasures I tell you will definitely work.
A few smile lines appeared on Luo Zixin's face, and he had a good sleep that night. When he opened his eyes, it was already the next day. It was the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month that he was particularly concerned about and feared.
After breakfast, three or four square tables were set up inside and outside Luo Zixin’s house. There were about forty middle-aged men and women in Wanzi. With Luo Zixin’s invitation in advance, they all came to their house and most of them sat around the table. Of course not Sitting there, Luo Zixin placed mahjong and poker cards on several tables. Those who wanted to play mahjong could play mahjong, and those who wanted to play poker could play poker.
At noon and evening, Luo Zixin's house prepared a banquet to entertain them. After the meal, they did not leave but continued to play. They all agreed to accompany Luo Zixin all day and night, that is, they did not leave until dawn on the 19th morning of the twelfth lunar month.
The purpose of this is to increase the yang energy in his home, which means that the yang energy will be stronger during the day when there is yang energy, and the yang energy will not be lost at night when there is yin energy. There are so many people! It can prevent Niutou and Horseface from walking in and seducing Luo Zixin in the house and demanding his life.
From morning to afternoon and into the evening, Luo Zixin kept praising the idea his wife had come up with. His wife Wu Qiongzi smiled and whispered into his ear, of course I will help you. If you leave, won’t I, Wu Qiongzi, become a widow?
Time flies so fast, and it is almost midnight. Luo Zixin is carrying a teapot and sifting tea for the villagers who are here to accompany and play cards and are still interested. He is very attentive and polite.
Looking from the inside out, 120W light bulbs are lit both inside and outside the house, illuminating it as brightly as day. After a while, Wu Qiongzi, wearing an apron, came out of the kitchen and walked back and forth among several card tables.
She opened her voice and said that today is the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, which is the day to eat Laba porridge. It's almost time to give birth, and everyone has worked hard to come to our house to cheer up Zi Xin as a companion. Now, let's have some Laba porridge together for midnight snack.
Everyone was about to stop playing mahjong and cards when suddenly they all felt groggy. The people sitting around the table seemed to have their heads pressed down on the table by some external force. Wu Qiongzi was also speechless like everyone else here, as if His throat was blocked by something.
After a while, everyone "woke up" one after another, and the silent scene became noisy. Suddenly I heard someone shouting: Luo Zixin threw himself on the table and couldn't raise his head. There seemed to be no sound.
Wu Qiongzi rushed over to look at him, stretched out his hand to scratch him, and found that his neck was bleeding. Then he put his fingers under his nostrils and found that he was out of breath.
A silent voice shouted: Luo Zixin is dead, your husband is dead. Why didn't you see the bull's head or horse's face appear? she asked in her mind. Everyone who was playing mahjong and cards no longer had anything to worry about, and their hearts became heavy.
At this time, a man walked over and noticed a hole the size of a peanut on the back of Luo Zixin's head, which was bleeding. As soon as the man said it, everyone rushed to watch, and then they began to discuss that this might have been an underhanded attack. Luo Zixin was beaten to death by an underhanded gun...
At this time, Wu Qiongzi was stroking her husband's body and crying loudly, crying and complaining, "Oh my husband!" I thought of this method, thinking that I could prevent the bull-headed and horse-headed men from seducing you and demanding their lives, but I didn’t expect that it would be in vain...
On the other side of the underworld, it's a different story. All the ghost soldiers who had entered the house left one after another. Niutou put the freshly used Yin gun in his hand away from his waist, and walked out of the door while chatting and laughing with the city god.
Niutou said, thank you for helping us find the murderer. I will return to Hades to repay you.
The city god said humbly, no need, no need. This is my responsibility. I have always felt guilty about the appearance of a murderer from another generation on the land I manage!
Ma Mian has locked the undead Luo Zixin with an iron chain and led him to the door.
Ma Mian also looked at the undead Luo Zixin and scolded him, "You think we wouldn't dare to come and arrest you if you invite so many people to your home to keep you company? You are really daydreaming."
Based on this alone, we can ask you for resisting arrest. This autumn, when you were plowing on the hillside, didn't you promise that we would catch you on the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month? Why are you resisting arrest again? Very untrustworthy.
The undead Luo Zixin looked back at his wife who was crying on his body in the room and said sadly, even an ant would cherish his life! Besides, I'm human.
Ma Mian said, you have lived an ignoble existence for more than 100 years and you are still not satisfied? You are a murderer, do you know that? You said that ants still cherish their lives. When you joined a group of strongmen to rob a ship of soybeans on the Chibi River, killing people and stealing goods, why didn't you cherish the lives of innocent people?
The undead Luo Zixin said, that was the previous life, how could I remember it?
Niutou scolded, you are still talking nonsense. Even if hundreds of kalpas and thousands of lifetimes pass by, the bad karma you have created will still not be undone if you don’t repent.
The City God frowned and said, "You summoned so many people from Wanzi to your home today to keep you company. Because the Yang Qi is too strong, it really posed a problem for the two gods, Niutou and Horseface."
Ma Mian said, yes, we have no choice but to ask Puqi City God for help and dispatch a group of ghost soldiers to supplement the yin energy at midnight and bring it to its peak state to subdue the yang energy in the world. Only in this way can we enter the house and subdue you. Without harming other living beings.
Niutou said, you tried your best to resist arrest, but what result did you get? Before this, your home could be said to be an entertainment venue, but now it has become a funeral venue.
The undead Luo Zixin seemed to regret it, and said angrily, "If I had known this, I really shouldn't have held a banquet and invited everyone to come to my house to keep me company."
The City God said, "You understand now, don't you?" The King of Hell wants you to leave at the Yin hour and leave no one alive until the Mao hour.
