There was gratitude and joy between Qingshan's eyebrows, as if the shadow that had always been entrenched in his heart was dissolving, his lips that were tightly pursed gradually soothed and relaxed, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his smile was still slightly cramped like a flower that had not been released in the blurred night.

"Something is missing. Bu An frowned.

"What's missing?" Haruyama wondered.

"At this time in the drama, don't you have to make a promise with your body?"

The old ghost hiding in the shadows once again confirmed his judgment.

Qingshan hurriedly lowered his head, avoiding Bu An's eyes, but his face was already red with shame, his heart was beating chaotically, and his voice became inaudible: "Childe is joking with Qingshan again......"

It may not be a joke, Bu An said helplessly, and then asked how Qingshan and Yu Zhaozhong had a feud.

In fact, he didn't have to ask him to guess seven or eight points. Qingshan was alone, only accompanied by an old ghost, and most of his family members were killed by Yu Zhaozhong. But the truth of the remaining two or three points is still very amazing.

Qingshan's original surname was Shen, and his father Shen Xiangkai was a general of Yunlu who resisted the invasion of the Rakshasa Kingdom on the northern border of Daliang, and was framed for collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country nineteen years ago because he offended Yu Zhaozhong.

The general himself was tragically killed, and the Shen clan was punished by the nine clans, but fortunately, the general took the ghost king's shadow shrine and rescued the general's young daughter who was still in infancy, that is, Mr. Qingshan in Yuezhou City today.

Does Yu Zhaozhong have such great ability and means? Bu An frowned when he heard this, and felt that the weight of the previous sentence "try it" was heavier than he imagined.

After listening to Qingshan's statement, Bu An offered to meet the Ghost King Shadow Shrine (Shadow Bo) alone, and asked her to take shelter for a while.

Not long after, in the narrow piano room where Qingshan usually practiced the piano, Bu An watched a cloud of ink-like shadows gradually transform into the appearance of an old man, and said straight to the point: "Your young lady is too kind, and there are some things she still doesn't know." ”

The old ghost surrounded by the black mist sighed and did not pick up.

Bu An lowered his voice and said, "I want you to kill someone for me." ”

"Childe, you think too highly of me, an old ghost. The flower Taoist priest has been promoted to a monk, and the monk is not an ordinary monk, and the person they can't kill, I don't have the ability to do it. "The Shadow Shrine seems to know a lot.

Bu An didn't bother to talk nonsense with this old ghost, and said that this person was currently locked up in Yuezhou Prison, and others couldn't get in, so he left the name of Qin Xianggong, so he left.

The old ghost seemed to be very clever, but if he was smart enough, he should understand that it is better to ask less. Bu An knew Qingshan's identity, so he caught the old ghost's death hole, and he was not afraid that he would play tricks.

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More than 1 million people live in the entire Yuezhou City, and more than 200,000 households, as long as a small half of them come to the Seventh Division to "buy insurance", the amount of silver collected is astronomical.

And since the closure of the other six ghost hunting yamen, the signs that the guests of the Seven Divisions have broken through the threshold indicate that this is very likely to become a reality.

By the evening of June 18, Bu'an's small treasury had reached more than 5,000 taels of silver, and a full 50 ingots of gold collars had been exchanged for each other, lined up on his bed, and the visual effect was really amazing.

When Su Sudong hid a piece of west, Bu An felt that if he continued like this, something would happen sooner or later.

The three-year-old child passed away with gold, and the husband was not guilty...... Similar proverbs popped out of his head one by one.

Sure enough, whatever you are afraid of, you can come, and the next morning, everyone in the Seven Divisions was still sleeping in a daze, and the gate of the yamen was smashed open with a bang.

A group of errand officers rushed in, and one of them held an official document in his hand and shouted: "Who is Jiaxing Bu'an?"

While dressing, Bu An glanced into the crack in the window, and secretly said that he should still come, and turned around and told Su Su to "wait with peace of mind, don't mess around" and walked out.

"What are you looking for me?" he asked with a relaxed face, and then glanced at Deng Xiaoxian and the others, signaling them to be calm.

The man who led the errand was dressed up quickly, and as expected, he was also a cultivator, tall and tall, with a dark complexion.

"Less nonsense!" The catcher waved his hand: "Search for me!"

The servants immediately divided into several groups and rushed into each room, and six or seven people entered the main house where Bu'an had come out.

Bu An glanced at the black face and said, "You are really bold." By the way, he shook his head at Deng Xiaoxian and the others. In fact, without his signal, Deng Xiaoxian didn't dare to work hard with the government, and only called twice at most.

Blackface stood up straight, his face cold, not taking Bu'an's threat to heart at all, as if all his attention was on the officers who were searching around.

After a while, the vicious servants came out of the rooms one after another, and they knew that they had found nothing by the look on their faces.

The blackface snorted coldly, and pouted into the courtyard, and then the servants rummaged through the courtyard.

"My lord!" shouted a young officer, pointing to a corner of the inconspicuous courtyard wall, "This has been moved!"

"Dig!" the command to catch a quick one is simple and straightforward.

Bu An shook his head, and said in his heart how he had forgotten this stubble.

Not long after, Blackface also stood in the corner of the courtyard wall, frowned at the corpse that had not completely decomposed, turned back to the courtyard, and asked, "Where is the dirty silver hidden?"

"Who sent you?" replied Bu'an.

Looking at the scholar in front of him with a fearless look, the blackface couldn't help but feel furious.

"What's your name?" asked Bu An again.

There was an errand officer who said with a sideways face: "This is the head ...... the government Li Zhutou"

"Shut up!" the black-faced man surnamed Li shouted quickly. Looking at the yard that had been turned into a disfigured one, he hesitated whether to continue rummaging or take the scholar away.

Outside the courtyard, there were early neighbors probing to watch the excitement, Deng Xiaoxian and others also retreated outside the courtyard, Su Su stood at the door of the main house with her waist crossed with an angry face, if it wasn't for the son asking her not to mess around, she couldn't hold back this breath - when repairing the yard, she made a lot of effort.

"Listening to the accent, you are from the north, right? I guess you won't be in Yuezhou for long......" Bu An stood aside and looked at Li Zhutou, shook his head and sighed: "Otherwise, how could you be so stupid." ”

The face of the black-faced catcher became ugly, he was indeed a northerner, and he only came to Yuezhou a few months ago to take over the position of the head catcher in Yuezhou from his cousin, and this was because he had no children under his knees.

Listening to the scholar's tone, he understood that he had probably been framed. However, the arrest document signed by the governor of the state government is indeed in his hands, and there will be no fakes.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Blackface gritted his teeth, but decided to follow the official's orders. But he also kept an eye on it, and didn't really tie up this scholar who might not be able to be provoked.

When he was surrounded by a group of errands and walked out of the Yamen of the Seventh Division, Bu An smiled and bowed his hand to the neighbors, and said to Deng Xiaoxian: "Look at Susu, don't let her come nonsense." ”