Wen Dong was discouraged, his official robe was tattered, his nose was bleeding, and his blood had coagulated.

"What's the situation?!" Chen Fei was furious.

Everything is done by yourself, what does it have to do with Wen Dong?!

Wen Dong howled and cried, wiping his tears: "I was beaten by the people!" ”

The grassroots officialdom of the prefecture is very dark, and the people are full of complaints, daring to be angry but not daring to speak, and now Chen Fei's problem has finally been exposed.

Everybody wants to go up and kick twice.

Chen Fei was not in the underworld, and Wen Dong naturally became the object of catharsis for the people.

"It's too much! Even the Yin official dares to fight! Let's go, I'll give you a head! Chen Fei dragged Wen Dong.

Wen Dong pulled his hand away violently and shouted in pain.

Chen Fei pushed the sleeves of his official robe up, only to see that his arms were blue and purple, miserable and shocking.

"! It is a felony to assault a yin official! Walk! Chen Fei was furious.

Wen Dong is not even an accomplice, why did he beat him?!

"Forget the boss, they ran away after the fight, and if they can't be caught, the law will not blame the public...... Let's put on some makeup. Wen Dong's eyes were filled with tears.

Chen Fei couldn't resist him, and finally the two put on some fake mustaches and flew to the company.

The gate is covered with egg wash, eggshells, and a few vegetable leaves, and the ground is even more exciting, like a vegetable market. The people of the underworld have been oppressed for a long time and are full of negative energy.

As soon as I entered the door, the people from the discipline inspection department came, not the captain, but the chief manager himself.

Kou Zhun, the prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty official who is the Eight Classics, is now the fifth grade.

He was wearing an official robe, with 8 ghosts, his face was expressionless, and he was upright.

The nature of Chen Fei's case was extremely bad, and there was a lot of pressure from above, requiring him to solve the case within 3 days and find out the truth.

Wen Dong had a bitter face: "Manager Kou, our chairman was wronged, he was connected to Cao ......"

Kou Zhun raised his hand and motioned for Wen Dong to be quiet.

"This is not the place to talk, let's go."

In fact, this case is very easy to investigate, and the evidence is ironclad, as long as Chen Fei explains what happened, the case can be closed.

Chen Fei was discouraged, did not have any illusions, sighed slightly, stretched out his hands and put them together: "Handcuffs." ”

Wen Dong learned and stretched out his hand.

He was alone in the underworld, without any concerns, and his life was cheap, casually.

Brigadier General Kou pressed the two hands down: "I haven't been convicted yet, don't be handcuffed, come with us." ”

He was the first to walk out, and the two of them looked around, there was nothing to be nostalgic about, took off their fake beards, and walked out surrounded by 8 ghosts.

There were already many people on the street, and they applauded and celebrated when they saw Chen Fei fall off the horse.

In fact, they have no grudges against Chen Fei, but the image of the grassroots yin officials is very poor, and they feel that this is a great thing.

The two were taken into the detention room of the Soul Department, isolated, and no one came for interrogation. This is normal, in order to increase the psychological pressure on them.

Chen Fei sat on the haystack, leaning against the wall, his eyes glazed.

The money is gone, the treasure is flying, not the president, not the yin official, the glory and wealth have become a thing of the past.

Grandpa is still waiting for me at home, right?

When I finish decorating, take him to visit, and wait for me to make money to provide for him in his old age.

Can't wait, right?

As for Hu Ergou, Chen Fei is not very worried, he can play with the store alone, and it will even be better than his own operation.

Although he doesn't know fortune telling or Taoism, in this era and society, who would believe in this kind of thing?

All I was asking for was psychological comfort.

Time ticks by, and Chen Fei's seconds are like years.

A day passed.

Chen Fei didn't sleep, his eyes were sunken, his eye circles were black, and his lips were curled.

There was a sound of footsteps, and a ghost brought a copper teapot and a large bowl.

"Drink some water." The ghost cha took a closer look and found that Chen Fei was full of black hair when he came in yesterday.

The work of a night is all in vain.

The ghost cha disdained this, he had seen more of this situation, and snorted coldly: "I knew today, why bother in the first place, what I look down on the most is people like you!" ”

Breaking the big bowl, the ghost cha threw the teapot in, and the water was half spilled, wetting Chen Fei's trouser legs.

This night, Lin Xionghao didn't look for himself again, and his friends in the underworld also disappeared.

Chen Fei didn't count on anyone, this time he even ignored himself, and what awaited him was only imprisonment.

Lifting the teapot up, Chen Fei poured it into his mouth while holding it, and the cold water moistened his throat, but it failed to make him continue to have hope in life.

"Hurry up! I'll send it over after drinking! "The ghost is urging at the door.

Chen Fei turned his head expressionlessly and looked at the ghost in a daze.

"Can't you hear me when I speak?!" The ghost is furious.

Chen Fei grinned, "Bang! He threw the teapot on the ground and hammered it twice with his fist.

The teapot is deformed, and the ghost is furious.

"Presumptuous! It's a public thing! I think you're tired! "The devil is about to come with his sword drawn.

Chen Fei continued to laugh, took out the Qigong Sword from the treasure bag, and stood up on the ground.

"Come on, I'm dying anyway, come on."

Chen Fei's smile made the ghost almost shudder.

The ghost almost couldn't help but take two steps back.

The Qigong Sword is the equipment of the Ministry of the Underworld, and this can be obtained, it seems that this person has a backstage.

But he's already a waste, no one can catch him this time, what do I care about him?

It turns out that people and pigs fight, and after ten minutes of fighting, it is impossible to tell who is a human and who is a pig.

The ghost has seen a lot of fallen officials and knows their mentality.

Like the teapot, the broken jar is broken.

pouted, put away the knife, and left without saying a word to Chen Fei.

Chen Fei swung his sword and slashed at the teapot, one sword was unhappy and another sword, until the teapot was torn apart, Chen Fei put away the qigong sword.

He sat on the ground and thought about what had just happened, not understanding why he had done that.

Everything can be done.

What else do you want to do?

……

Fan Yanhong was trapped in the room, all the exits were set up in a confinement formation, and a large amount of food and water were prepared in the room, as well as medicine.

Fan Wusu was determined to lock her up, and even her mobile phone was confiscated, and Wu's mother and others were all on a long vacation.

Fan Yanhong washed her face with tears all night, woke up and cried, cried tired and slept, she didn't think about tea and food, she just wanted Chen Fei.

Inside the palace of Marshal Xie Bi'an.

Only him and Fan Wushu were the only ones here, and the two of them used the Xuanguang Mirror respectively, looking at Chen Fei and Fan Yanhong.

"Lao Hei, really don't make a move?" Xie Bi'an said tentatively.

It's not for Chen Fei, even if it's for the baby girl, what's wrong with the handle?

Fan Wusu snorted coldly: "I hate people who are corrupt and pervert the law the most in my life, who does he think he is?" Can you have power for personal gain?! ”

"Can you talk properly?" Xie Bi'an was speechless.

Fan Wuxu sighed: "It's useless to make a move, this matter is too big, no one can save him." ”

"Not necessarily." Xie Bi'an said leisurely.

"What do you mean?"

If he could, he still hoped that Chen Fei would be safe and sound, not that he had taken a fancy to this son-in-law, but he just didn't want Fan Yanhong to be too sad.

The girl is uncomfortable like that, doesn't it hurt to be a father?

Xie Bi'an leaned back and put his legs on the desk.

"I was paying attention to Chen Fei's company as soon as it opened, and at the beginning there was a ghost named Huang Bin who had a conflict with him, what happened? He's dead. ”

Taking this as a starting point, Chen Fei and Jia Yidao began to have a grudge, and then guess what? Jia Rudao also died. ”

"In the case that Ji Xiaolan didn't contribute, Chen Fei was able to subdue Zhao Gao and escort him into the underworld, which is a ghost who has been practicing Taoism for two thousand years."

"Niutou sent An Lushan to assassinate Chen Fei, but he didn't succeed; sent Qin Hui to Chen Fei to place an order to purchase peach pits, but he didn't succeed. ”

"And the volcanic hell. What kind of person is this, a tumbler? The bull's head can't kill him three or four times to find faults, what is the reason? ”

"Until recently, after he had a conflict with the Five Poisons Sect in the mortal world, not only did he not die, but he became the president, and I finally know the reason."

Fan Wusu raised his head and squinted his eyes: "Chen Fei's backstage is very hard?" ”

Xie Bi'an slapped his thigh: "To the point!" I've checked him, his parents are missing, and there is no record in the household department, is it a dick or not? Actually, it's not a dick. ”

"What's more? His grandfather is not dead, and he is not even half a bit of information, what kind of family is this? ”

Fan Wusu glanced at him: "Chen Fei can't have a backstage. ”

At the beginning, he was bullied by Jia Yidao into that virtue, and he almost went to hell. If it weren't for himself, I'm afraid Chen Fei would have been finished a long time ago, how could he have jumped until now?

Xie Bi'an was puzzled: "Why? ”

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