"I am!" a childish voice came from behind Durin, who looked back to see a little boy with a total horn hairstyle (ancient children divided their hair into left and right halves, tied into a knot on the top of their heads, shaped like two sheep's horns, so they were called "total horns"), staring at Durin with his hands crossed and his head tilted.

Du Lin turned sideways, looked at Zhang Abao, a stupid ghost, on the left, and then at this little ghost named Xiaobao on the right, the same tilted head, the same hands on the waist, and I don't know who the two of them learned from whom.

"How did Zhang Abao die, I know, how did you die?" Du Lin asked the little ghost named Xiaobao.

"I ...... Like Po, I was killed by the stake-makers. The little devil named Xiaobao said with a pout.

"Oh, so you two are in the same condition, so how long have you been dead?"

"I don't know, hundreds of years, right?" the little ghost counted with his fingers, and he didn't know how the number "hundreds of years" was broken out with ten fingers.

"Then who was the emperor when you died?" Durin had to ask differently.

"I know, I heard from the merchant from the village that the man who was the Son of Heaven at that time was called Chenghua!" replied the little imp excitedly.

"Chenghua?" Du Lin wondered in his heart, he had lived for more than a thousand years and had never heard of an emperor with this name, and after thinking about it, this child had no culture, and he was young when he died, so he probably heard it wrong, "You are talking about Chenghua, right?"

Seeing that the child nodded uncertainly, Du Lin probably knew in his heart that this child should have died during the reign of Zhu Jianshen, the eighth emperor of the Ming Dynasty, but he heard "Chenghua" as "Chenghua", and he didn't understand that "Chenghua" was actually not the emperor's name, but the emperor's year name.

In this way, the child has been dead for more than 500 years.

"Then why didn't you go to the underworld to be reincarnated?" asked Durin.

"There's no ghost to pick me up, and I can't leave here. The imp replied aggrievedly.

Durin looked up and down, and saw that the imp's feet were clasped by two chains, no wonder he said he couldn't leave here.

"Did you have this thing on your feet when you died?" Durin walked over, grabbed the two chains, and slashed them with the Soul Gathering Umbrella, breaking the two chains, "It's okay, you can ......"

Without waiting for him to finish, Durin swallowed back the rest of the words, for he saw that the broken chains were like eyes, and the four broken chains, paired in twos and twos, were actually picked up by themselves.

Durin picked up the two chains again, and saw that there was not even a trace of a break on them, as if they had never been broken.

"It's useless, this thing is tied to my corpse, if I don't dig up my corpse and untie the chains on my corpse, I will only be trapped here forever. The little ghost said with a bitter face.

"How deep is your body underneath?" Du Lin is a special underworld, and one of his duties is to rescue these lonely ghosts who are trapped in the sun and cannot be reincarnated. Hanlian literature

"It's deep, about a dozen feet deep. ”

Du Lin was secretly embarrassed in his heart, one zhang in the Ming Dynasty was equivalent to the current length unit, about 3.1 meters, and a depth of more than ten zhang was thirty or forty meters, or even fifty meters.

If you want to dig out the body of this little ghost, you have to open a deep pit in this place, in order to ensure that the body is not destroyed, and the whole is taken out, the bottom of the pit needs a working surface that is not too small, and in order to ensure that the edge of the pit will not collapse due to groundwater level and gravity, etc., you also need to make slope protection and baffle for this pit.

These are not the main difficulties, the key is that this place is not a suburban wilderness, this is in the downtown area, and it is also under a high-rise residential building where hundreds of families live, in case the excavation work affects the stability of the foundation of the entire building, resulting in an accident such as the tilt or even collapse of the building, it will be a serious sin.

Du Lin didn't think of any good way for a while, so he stopped mentioning this matter, and then asked, "Then why did you teach Zhang Abao to go out and hurt and kill people?"

"Brother Bao is too stupid, if I don't teach him, he will never be able to avenge himself, and he will never be able to dissipate his grievances and enter the reincarnation of the underworld. The little ghost was a little depressed, looking at Zhang Abao, who was looking up at the lamp tube stupidly on the other side, and didn't know what he was thinking, with a very old melancholy on his immature little face.

"You're kind. Durin laughed.

"Hey, if I don't help him, who will help him? Although I have only had this one friend for hundreds of years, and I am a little reluctant to let him be, I really can't bear to see him trapped here like me, as a poor lonely ghost. "The words of the little ghost are becoming more and more like a little old man.

"The people who participated in the stake driving back then are dead, wounded, and wounded, and you should stop. Although Durin was sympathetic to both of them, he didn't want to let them kill any more.

"No, there are three more people!" Xiao Bao's face showed a fierce color, "Bao's two inhuman fathers and mothers, and his boss Qian Yuan! Qian Yuan's crime is not to death, we will only make him suffer a little, but Bao's father and mother must die!"

"You don't have to worry about the source of money, I will make him pay the price he deserves, but if you kill Bao's parents will increase a lot of karma for you and Bao, then even if he enters the underworld, he will suffer from karma, is it worth it?" Du Lin persuaded.

"I also know this, but if I don't kill their parents, how can Bao's resentment be eliminated?

"Well, I'll take care of their parents, and don't forget, there is still the law on earth, and the law will judge their actions fairly. ”

"Can you guarantee it?" asked the imp, tilting his head.

"Of course, according to the early years, I was also half a public person, and this thing is still very easy. Doolin assured.

"Well, I know that you are the yin of the underworld, you won't lie to me, if you can let Brother Ah Bao enter reincarnation early, I will also forget a wish. The imp nodded, agreeing with Durin's approach.

"But I don't understand one thing, it is said that this person named Fan Daquan just came up with an idea to drive a stake, although he contacted Ah Bao's parents, but it is nothing more than a middleman, although he is guilty, but his sin should be smaller than Ah Bao's parents, why do you want to kill him?"

"You think he's just a middleman?" the little imp grinned, "It seems that you people in the yang world have been deceived by him, and he is the culprit in this matter!"