Fei Nan was not surprised, he looked at the face calmly: "You are finally willing to show up." ”

The rotten face changed back to Hanchun's appearance, her eyes were red, and she said a blessing to Fei Nan: "The benefactor atoned for his sins, Hanchun didn't mean to scare the benefactor, but just wanted the benefactor to take a look at Hanchun's grievances." ”

"And then?"

Feinan asked her, "What do you want to do?"

Hanchun didn't know. ”

Shaking his head, he raised his eyes to look at Fei Nan, and asked sadly: "Hanchun just wants to know, why am I suffering like this? What did I do wrong? I have honored my parents since I was a child, I have been kind to others, and I have never hurt anyone, why does God torture me like this?"

"I'd love to explain to you what the torrent of the times is, class oppression in a social environment, but it doesn't make sense. ”

Fei Nan sighed: "You're dead, what's the use of talking about this?"

"It works!"

Hanchun asked sadly and angrily: "I just want to know, why can their hearts be so vicious, I just want to have a bite to eat, a piece of tile to cover my body, am I wrong?"

"You're not wrong, it's this society, it's them, that's wrong. ”

Fei Nan looked at her and asked, "I can help you punish these murderers, and even help you solve them yourself, but after solving the enemy, you want to do me a favor, is it okay?"

Han Chun knelt down and whimpered and sobbed: "As long as Engong can help me avenge my blood hatred, Hanchun is willing to go to the knife mountain and go down the oil pot for Engong!"

"Okay, that's settled. ”

Fei Nan nodded and ordered, "Send me away!"

"Thank you. ”

Hanchun got up and floated backwards, and the surrounding scene gradually faded.

"Please open your eyes. ”

With an ethereal call, Fernan suddenly felt the presence of his body and opened his eyes.

The sky was already starry, and before he knew it, he slept until night.

Moving his shoulders, he felt only sore.

Although he slept all afternoon, he was even more tired.

There was a knock at the door, but it was the head of the road who came back.

"Why don't you hold the lamp?"

He shouted and took off his suitcase, took the lantern with him, and walked into the house.

Ah Hao and Ah Fang, who were asleep in the back room, woke up and came out to greet them: "Master, you are back." ”

"Hmm. ”

handed the box to them, and said solemnly: "I'm not at home, you just sleep all afternoon, have you memorized the heart mantra?"

Ah Hao and Ah Fang shrunk their necks, hurriedly snorted, and put the things back in the house.

"Anan?"

Yimei Dao Chang saw Fei Nan on the rattan chair and asked suspiciously, "Why are you sleeping in the courtyard?" ”

"At noon, I recited the scriptures here, and fell asleep in a daze. ”

Fei Nan said as he stood up and couldn't help but yawn.

"Huh?"

Yimei Dao Chang sensed that something was wrong, lifted the lantern and put it in front of Fei Nan, and immediately asked with a serious face: "Did you hit the evil spirit?"

"Hmm. ”

Fei Nan did not hide it, and told everything he saw in his sleep.

Ah Hao and Ah Fang put things out, listened to his description, and nodded firmly: "It should be a grievance, right, Master?"

"That's right. ”

Yimei Dao Chang said solemnly: "It should be that your injuries have not healed and your yang qi has decayed, so she took the opportunity to enter." ”

"Is the ghost a type of ghost?"

Fernan asked.

"That's right. ”

Yimei explained: "The unjust soul is also called a terrible ghost, which is transformed by the congested breath in the chest of the person who died in vain, and cannot be reincarnated after death, so he will wander in the yang, or find a good Samaritan to avenge himself, or directly take revenge on the person who killed him."

This unjust soul called Hanchun should be relatively kind before his death, and the unjust soul also retains a trace of reason, and he has not turned into a harmful ghost, but just wants to ask you for help to avenge his grievances. ”

After a pause, he asked, "What are you going to do?"

Fei Nan pouted: "Help her get revenge!"

"When will it be your turn for revenge?"

Yimei Dao Chang shook his head: "You just need to report to the official, and your own law will bring justice to her." ”

"Not necessarily!"

Ah Fang couldn't help but interject: "The law can bring justice, but the person in charge of the law is not necessarily! Bai Yulou's family has a great cause, even if the police are called, it may not work." ”

"What's the matter with you?"

Yimei Dao Chang frowned and fell: "We are just a grass people, and helping her to go to court is already benevolent and righteous, and we have someone to avenge her." The law is just, and if the person who administers the law is responsible for favoritism, he will naturally be punished by others, and you and I need to worry about it. ”

"Justice is justice, fairness is not necessarily......"

Ah Fang muttered unconvinced.

"What did you say?"

An eyebrow and a long glare.

"Obviously, it is!"

Ah Fang plucked up the courage to argue: "Even if you resort to the court and enforce the law impartially, at most you will be punished by the turtle duke alone, if Wu's mother is willing to give up some more money, the tortoise can easily buy a life, what's the use?"

Yimei Dao Chang was a little angry, frowned and asked, "Then according to you, what should I do?"

"A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, of course. ”

Ah Fang said without thinking: "Then how did Mother Wu beat others, she should be beaten in the same way, Gui Gong burned people to death with acid water, and they should be burned to death by acid water, so it is fair! If you admit a mistake, your sentence will be reduced, and if you lose money, you will atone for your crimes, is that fair to the dead people?"

"Nonsense!"

Yimei Dao Chang scolded angrily, glared at Ah Fang and lowered his head before explaining: "The law is never for the sake of justice for the dead, but for the maintenance of the stability of the living.

Let me ask you, how many girls in the white jade building have to rely on Mother Wu to eat and make a living? If Mother Wu dies, how will they live?"

"I ......"

Ah Fang was speechless, so he could only bow his head.

Fei Nan jokingly asked, "Looks like you've been there many times?" ”

"Go!"

One eyebrow and a long glare: "This kind of joke can't be messed around." ”

"Okay, okay, I see. ”

Fei Nan smiled and opened the topic and asked, "By the way, Master, does the Netherworld really exist?"

Glancing at him, he said solemnly: "If you believe it, you will have it, and if you don't believe it, you will not have it." ”

"What do you mean?" Fei Nan asked curiously.

Yimei Dao Chang explained in a deep voice: "If you are asking about a specific place, the so-called ghost city and underworld, it is true that it does not exist, but if it is a kind of heavenly reincarnation, the law of fate circulation, it does exist." ”

Hearing words such as reincarnation and fate, Fei Nan couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Doesn't it have anything to do with backtracking?

"These things, after you give them, someone will naturally explain them to you, and you can concentrate on memorizing the scriptures. ”

Yimei Dao Chang didn't want to explain more, waved his hand and said, "It's better for you to be cautious about the matter of the unjust soul, otherwise it will be difficult to finish." ”

"Okay, I got it. ”

Fernan replied casually.

Yimei nodded and entered the back room.

Sticking his head out to see him enter, Ah Fang turned around and whispered to Fei Nan, "Anan, what are you going to do?"

"It's impossible to report to the official, it's useless. ”

Fernan's eyes winked at him, and without further ado, he turned back and entered the room.