In the dark depths of the prison, Wang Zhi fell asleep, babbling incessantly, immersed in the story told by the fox spirit, and I don't know how much time has passed.

If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, and the moon is always full if there is no hatred.

What a helpless life path! What a dream of children's infatuation!

Suddenly, it was pitch black in front of him, and he only heard the earth-shattering thunder, and many Yaksha and Rakshasa demons appeared around him, dragging him down.

Wang Zhi was so frightened that he sweated like rain, and shouted in a lost voice: "Fairy Gu save me!" ”

But seeing the thorns all over the ground, wolves and tigers in groups, facing a bottomless road, there is no other way. When he was frightened, he only heard the fairy aunt warn: "Life is in the world, there are gains and losses, constraints everywhere, crises, delusions, involuntary thoughts, and panic. In the end, a prosperous dream, a joy and an empty dream, only the lonely road in front of you is true, don't sink into a dream. ”

When Wang Zhi heard this, he was shocked like thunder, and he couldn't help but shudder, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that he was wearing shackles on his head and chains on his feet, and he was being dragged out of the cell by the officials.

This situation frightened Wang Zhi while struggling, and shouted at the same time: "Where are you going to take me?" ”

I only heard the officials and officials around me say: "Boss, the master wants to see you, if you have any grievances, you can clarify it to the master in person." ”

Wang Zhi was still confused, and when he looked around in shock, his eyes suddenly straightened, and he stared intently ahead.

At this time, it was late at night, the candlelight was beating endlessly, swaying in the dark, and in the dim light, the gold-lettered plaque of "Mirror Hanging" was hung in front of him, and Mrs. Zheng was sitting on the high platform, and Master Meng was sitting beside him.

Wang Zhi was suspicious in his heart, and he was terrified, he had been on an errand in the yamen for more than ten years, and he had never seen a late-night ascension.

I only heard Mrs. Zheng say loudly: "Murderer Wang Zhi, how did you poison Shi Ke of Hongyue Tower, and how did you poison your wife Song, and you recruited it from the truth!" ”

Wang Zhi hurriedly knelt down, shouted wronged, and said loudly: "Master! I didn't kill people! The subordinates were framed! Please see the blue sky! “

I saw that Mrs. Zheng's face was solemn, he was silent for a long time, and said in a muffled voice: "The evidence in this case is conclusive, you didn't kill the person, who did it?" Why are you at the scene of the murder? ”

Wang Zhi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, tried his best to clear his mind, and said: "My lord, my subordinates were captured by the fox spirit with illusion lure that night, and after waking up, they were already in the ancient temple. However, the vixen and his subordinates told an old story about this ancient temple, and the person in this story has a lot to do with this case, if the adult can release his subordinates first, his subordinates will be able to arrest the real murderer! ”

After finishing speaking, Mrs. Zheng was stunned for a moment, only to hear Master Meng sneer, and said: "Joke, how can such a fantasy ghost and god be used as evidence in court?" The ancient temple is just a deserted old house, and those ghost legends are just stories of people chatting after tea and dinner. Could it be that Wang Zhutou wants to arrest the fox spirit? ”

Wang listened to it, and he didn't show the emperor, he paused for a moment, and said calmly: "What the master said is, not to mention whether the fox spirit is true or not, the ancient temple is indeed an old mansion, not a murderous mansion." The reason why so many legends of ghosts and gods have been circulated in the ancient temple is that some people are deliberately spreading rumors and confusing the public, intending to cover up their ulterior secrets! ”

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Zheng and Master Meng both changed their faces slightly and did not speak. But seeing Master Meng's body leaning back slightly, he seemed to be listening to someone's words.

Wang Zhi looked along Master Meng's body, and saw a person sitting behind Master Meng, who glanced at Wang Zhi and whispered to Master Meng.

Wang Zhi was ten steps away from this person, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could vaguely see that this person was a middle-aged man with eyebrows, with a gorgeous crown and beautiful clothes, a graceful demeanor, and a white jade folding fan in his hand.

After hearing this, Master Meng turned his head and whispered to Mrs. Zheng.

I saw that Mrs. Zheng groaned slightly, suddenly straightened up, stared at Wang Zhi, and said in a low voice: "Did Wang Zhutou hear something, or did he see something in the ancient temple?" As he spoke, he coughed dryly, and said in a strange tone: "Wang Zhutou, this case is not trivial, it is not an ordinary murder case...... The people involved in this are the ones you can't afford to mess with for the rest of your life...... If you are wise, tell us the truth, have you found anything in the ancient temple? This county will protect your life! “

Wang Zhi listened to the meaning of Mrs. Zheng's words, and seemed to find out that the real murder was small, and something hidden in the ancient temple was what Mrs. Zheng cared about. He hesitated, and in an instant, seven or eight doubts arose in his heart, he looked directly at Mrs. Zheng's face, which was neither yin nor yang, and was speechless for a long time, and one hand couldn't help but touch his chest.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a panic in his heart, the scroll that fell from the cuff of the idol was not on him. He thought to himself, could it be that he fell into a prison cell?

Mrs. Zheng suddenly raised the door and shouted, "What did you find in the White Mansion?"

When he thought of the scroll that fell from the sleeve of the statue, he was shocked and puzzled, and then he calmed down and kowtowed to the master: "Lord Qiqi, the small family has suffered a catastrophe, and the lady has died tragically, and he is still sad and angry, and his heart is in a trance. Whether it was a dream or a reality experienced before, the small ones are no longer clear. The little one had never seen anyone in the ruined temple, let alone heard of anything. It's just that I was too tired to fight the fire that night, so I slept in the ancient temple. Where is the White Mansion that the adults are talking about? The small ones are not clear. “

After finishing speaking, I saw Master Meng whisper a few words to the person behind him, and turned his head to make a look at Mrs. Zheng.

Mrs. Zheng immediately understood and ordered left and right: "Come on, search his whole body!" ”

The left and right officials got the order, and when they stepped forward, they searched Wang Zhi all over his body, and replied: "Go back to my lord, there is nothing." “

Mrs. Zheng and Master Zheng looked at each other, hesitated slightly, and when they were silent, they saw the person behind Master Meng suddenly stand up, stepped forward and shouted: "Wang Zhi, how did you enter the ancient temple?" ”

Wang Zhi was stunned, looked up and looked at it, and couldn't help but change his face and sweat. This person is the owner of the Red Moon Building in Wucheng, the largest salt merchant in this area, Jin Shutian, the second master of the Jin family.

Wang Zhi looked at him, then at Mrs. Zheng and Master Meng, and Emperor Zhang replied: "The little one has practiced martial arts, and the ancient temple wall can't help me." “

Jin Shutian snorted coldly and said, "Wang Zhutou laughed, of course I know that the shop is extraordinary, but how can ordinary people wait for ordinary people to enter that ancient temple." Not to mention that there are fox demons inside, I have been in Fog City for so many years, and I have never seen anyone go in, let alone come out alive. Wang Zhutou Shi just said that he had seen the fox demon, why didn't he admit it now? Don't hide it, when he was young, he was almost injured by the fox demon. Over the years, if I hadn't paid a lot of money to invite a master to cast a spell to protect the safety of my people, I don't know how many people would have died in vain? Could it be that Wang Zhutou has a lot to do with that fox demon, or maybe she has given you some benefits? ”