Suddenly, Gou Shi came over and shouted: Du Xiong, the time has come. Your sick body, which is as angry as a gossamer, has cut off the yang, and all your three souls and seven souls have returned to the yin. Go, follow me to the underworld.
Du Xiong reluctantly got up and leaned on his stick, limping out of the City God's Temple. He stopped and asked Gou Shi: How far is the Huangquan Road from the Underworld? Will it help my lame leg to walk? Goushi didn't answer. After thinking about what Du Xiong said, he returned to the City God's Temple and asked to borrow the temple's sacred horse.
The city god said in embarrassment: You are escorting the guilty soul of Du Xiong to the Palace of King Guang of Qin. It is thousands of miles away from here. It will take you some time to come and go. I am busy with official business. If you need to travel for something, it will be inconvenient without a mount. , Besides, I delayed official business and was accused by the governor of the underworld. How can I afford it?
The envoy was displeased and left: "I won't bother you anymore. That's it. I had to escort the lame sinner on foot to the Huangquan Road slowly. I don't know when I will arrive at the Palace of King Qin Guang." While they were talking, a carriage approached the gate of the City God's Temple. A middle-aged man with a haggard face was sitting in the carriage. The driver was Bai Wuchang. The City God immediately shouted to the envoy who had just walked not far away: Oh, come around. , come around, Lord Bai Wuchang has a carriage to ride on. Bai Wuchang stopped the carriage and said that I am not leaving now. I will capture a few guilty souls and leave with them tomorrow. I will stay in your temple tonight. Would you like to stay as a guest?
When Lord Bai Wuchang arrived, he was afraid that the sleeping quarters in our temple would be simple and there would be many offenders. The city god shook his wide-brimmed long sleeves, cupped his hands and said humbly.
At this time, Gou Shi came back with Du Xiong's guilty soul, and Bai Wuchang emphasized that he could not leave. The city god said to Goushi: You can rest in the temple tonight. The carriage will leave tomorrow and you can sit on it tomorrow. Gou Shi reluctantly nodded and saw a middle-aged man getting off the carriage with blood coming out of his mouth. He asked what was going on, but the middle-aged man didn't say anything and lowered his unkempt head with a depressed look on his face. Bai Wuchang said: Don't ask, I will tell you after I enter the temple and settle down.
To the west of the City God's Temple is a row of guest rooms, specially designed for the temporary accommodation of immortal officials and occasional travellers. To the north is a row of cells dedicated to the newly deceased ghosts nearby. At that moment, the city god appointed a security guard who was rich and powerful to lead Bai Wuchang and the two criminal souls temporarily detained by Gou Shi into prison cell No. 4. The room was about 10 square meters, low and gloomy, with only the small hole in the west wall showing through the iron window. A ray of light came in, and two beds side by side under the window were faintly visible. Bai Wuchang and Gou Shi also followed to take a look at the resting place of the two dead souls.
The middle-aged man's mouth was still dripping with blood. After entering the room, he stood silently facing the wall, looking very worried.
Gou Shi asked: This man is already dead, why can't he think about it?白无常说：他心地狭窄，在生时，暗恋一位容貌姣好的姑娘，可姑娘对他冷若冰霜，他穷追不舍不能使其动心，那姑娘反倒教唆另一位男子狠揍了他一Suddenly, he was angry and resentful, and couldn't think about it. He made up a random Y-book about his love affair with the girl through imagination. Before it could be circulated, it was banned and destroyed. There was also an infringement lawsuit for slandering the person's reputation. The lawsuit has not yet been settled. Waiting, he bit his tongue and committed suicide.
I see! No wonder his mouth was still bleeding. Goushi asked again: How will the Lord repay him for committing such evil acts?
His retribution was terrible. In the next life, he would be transformed from a male body into a female body, and he would still be mute.
After hearing this, Du Xiong, who was sitting on the edge of the bunk, felt a palpitation in his heart. He recalled that when he was alive, the master of Baima Temple seemed to have said that if a person creates too much verbal karma during his lifetime, he will become mute in the next life. After Goushi and Bai Wuchang left, and the security guard locked the cell door and left, Du Xiong said to the middle-aged man: I sympathize with you. If I am a mute man and you are a mute woman in the next life, I will marry you. you. The middle-aged man glanced at him, looking strange.
120 years later, in a hospital, He Beitao, nicknamed "Golden Spot", accompanied his lover Cao Lan for a B-ultrasound, and the results showed that Cao Lan was carrying a baby boy. The couple was overjoyed. Cao Lan said: You have many ideas. Before I give birth, you can make some money to raise the child in the future.
I know. He Beitao answered casually. He is tall and tall, about 1.8 meters tall. Standing next to Cao Lan, who is only 1.58 meters tall, he looks even taller. Cao Lan looked up and saw his raised Adam's apple, which was particularly sexy. There is both pride and insecurity.
This is not because she is afraid that this relatively outstanding man will be "robbed" by other women. She absolutely believes that her man has the possibility of lust, but he will not be infatuated, and lust is only a means, not an end. The purpose is to make a living. , he will not betray himself, at least not before the child is born, because he values his roots very much - the child who is about to be born. What's more, they both share weal and woe and are both laid-off workers from the same company. He once tried to win the favor of some outsider women by using his handsome male advantage and his handy brain ideas. Not only did he not lose anything, He doesn't give anything, but he makes money from women to support his own woman.
Of course, there were also women who turned against him and threatened to report his misconduct, but they were just words and not real actions. Cao Lan was worried that once he met a powerful woman, he would get into trouble and end up in a bad situation, and he might even be sued because his tactics towards other women felt like cheating.
After the pregnancy was over, Cao Lan gave birth and a baby boy was born. He Beitao was very unhappy. After leaving the midwifery room, Cao Lan was placed in bed 7 of Ward 7. He Beitao settled the bill with the hospital, returned to Cao Lan's bed, and gently pulled up the quilt. Cao Lan asked him what he wanted to do, and he said to look after the child. ah.
Cao Lan pushed his hand away and said softly: The newborn baby will be taken care of by the hospital for two days and will also receive vaccinations and other vaccinations. Just take good care of me.
Cao Lan's face was pale, but her eyes were bright as she looked at He Beitao: Well, it's been a long time since you went out this time. How much did you get? He Beitao turned around and looked around. Although there was someone on the bed next to him, they didn't pay attention to him. They were all busy with their own work.
Cao Lan asked again. He leaned close to her ear and said something with air flow. Cao Lan showed a bright smile and whispered: What tricks are you playing this time to do so much?
Don’t ask, I’ll tell you later. He Beitao looked at her and smiled slyly, then grabbed her lukewarm hand and said, Cao Lan, thank you for giving me a baby. I hope the baby will be better than me when he grows up, have more ideas than me, and make more money.
He Beitao has a tiled house on the outskirts of the city. It is the kind of house with a central hall and a house on each side. It is very simple, and you can see the roof when you look up. That's He Beitao's home. He often hangs out, and he is very dissatisfied after seeing a lot of the world. This time he did a business outside and made a lot of money, so he planned to buy a house in the city and live the white-collar life he expected. He whispered this idea to Cao Lan, and Cao Lan was surprised. Looking at him, he said: Buying a house cannot be solved with just one or two dollars. Do you have that much money?
Don't believe me? If the money is not enough, wouldn’t it be enough for me to start a business outside to make up for it? He was excited and arrogant: Anyway, I have a lot of ideas, if I don’t use them, they will become useless if they expire.
A smile appeared on Cao Lan's face. She said: If you have money, why not convert the tiled house on the outskirts of the city into a villa. This will not only bring glory to yourself, but also leave a family fortune for your children!
