The story of the green bead was too long, and by the time it was finished, the candles on the desk had almost burned out. 【Latest Chapter Reading】

Fortunately, the effect is also there, Pan Yifeng wiped his tears when he heard the sadness; When he heard the tragedy, he was furious. The mood rises and falls with the story, and it is like being intoxicated.

"My lord, the female ghost Luzhu has been guarding the Wuyu River for more than 300 years, just to make a good relationship with Tang Zhiyuan again and make up for the regrets of her previous life." After the female ghost Luzhu finished the story, she began to say the request, saying:

"But Tang Zhiyuan has been reincarnated, but he has forgotten the oath of the sea and mountain alliance in his previous life. Luzhu is unwilling, begging adults to fulfill, and allowing me to reincarnate with memories; I also ask the adults to be gracious, let go of Tang Zhiyuan's memories of his previous life, let him know me and accept me! ”

Pan Yifeng nodded silently, but did not speak, as if he was thinking about something.

In the dead of night, the stars are moving.

A few beams of starlight leaked from the sky, enveloping the house where Pan Yifeng and the others were located.

"Ahem...... Master Pan, the past life of the female ghost Yan Luzhu has been finished. Look, shouldn't you write a verdict and give her a good place to go? Ding Ermiao couldn't help but remind, and at the same time looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the case.

Pan Yifeng waved his hand and said, "The verdict is not in a hurry. Wait for the other ghost criminals to finish their statements one by one, and then make a verdict together. ”

"Thank you, Lord Pan, for your kindness." Green beads kowtowed in thanks, got up and stepped aside.

"The next ghost criminal, come forward!" Pan Yifeng slapped the shocked wood and shouted.

Liang Liang was frightened, floated forward, and saluted: "Ghost scholar Liang Liang, I've seen Master Pan!" ”

The current Pan Yifeng is already possessed by the stars, and his divine light is shining, and he is no longer the timid nerd just now.

Therefore, Liang Liang felt Pan Yifeng's momentum, and in turn was afraid of Pan Yifeng.

"The bold ghost offended Liang Liang, why don't you kneel?" Pan Yifeng patted the stunned wood and asked with a glare.

"Master Qiqi, Master Pan, you have the fame of Xiucai in your body, and you can not kneel in the court." Liang Liang replied tremblingly.

"So it's a showman? Reading in the Confucian vein, just allow you to stand and speak. Pan Yifeng's face softened a little, and said, "Liang Liang, why did you die in your previous life?" What's wronged? ”

"Sit down, please listen to Liang Liang......"

Liang Liang took out a blank piece of paper from his arms and unfolded it, and read it out loud: "Lonely soul Liang Liang, a person from the mountain city, was born when the Qing Dynasty fell. He was trained at an early age, and learned to ...... at the age of five. Unexpectedly, bad luck and bad fate......"

It turned out that this guy had written down his own past life and read it out at this time, which was a convenient convenience.

Ding Ermiao dozed off while listening, but Pan Yifeng listened with relish.

When Liang Liang finished reading his, another half an hour passed.

After listening to this, Pan Yifeng said: "The most bitter scholar in the world, the head cantilever beam cone piercing the strands, chiseling the wall to borrow the light and moon to study hard, ten years of cold windows are not easy. Liang Liang, if you are reincarnated as a human being, what are your requirements? ”

"I ......" Liang Liang suddenly became excited, and said:

"I don't want fine clothes and food, and I don't want a group of wives and concubines, I just want to be reincarnated in a scholarly family, continue to study and write, and be the top student in the future, and be admitted to a prestigious university, so as to fulfill my dream in this life."

Pan Yifeng nodded and said, "What do you mean, do you want to be a scholar?" ”

"Yes, Xueba, Xueba!" Liang Liang nodded again and again.

"Okay, I'm ready. Liang Liang, you step aside first, and wait for you to make a judgment together. Pan Yifeng waved his hand and said, "The next ghost criminal, come forward!" ”

The little ghost stepped forward, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, banging loudly, but he didn't dare to speak.

"You little ghost, how did you die?" Pan Yifeng slowed down and asked.

The bolt pillar kowtowed a few more times, and then told the past of his past life.

What twists and turns can a teenage child have?

So the bolt pillar cried and cried, saying nothing more than being lonely when he was young, his family was poor, he herded cattle for the landlord's family, and was ridden as a horse by the young master dog. In the end, he fell into the lock dragon pond and became a water ghost, and he didn't eat a full meal before he died, but he was poured cold water into his stomach......

After saying the misery, the bolt pillar said that he was crying and crying for the hope of the next life, and he was miserable.

Pan Yifeng listened silently, waved his hand, and said, "I already know, bolt pillar, you step aside first, and I will have my own hair later." ”

Kang Cheng Luoying then stepped forward and stated his previous life.

"The female ghost Luo Ying was born in the third year of the Republic of China and died in the twenty-first year of the Republic of China. When I was studying in the foreign school, I fell in love with my classmate Kang Cheng and the gentleman of the same class. Later, my father used me to tie up a wealthy family, and I couldn't think about it for a while, so I committed suicide. Kang Cheng was sad in his heart, and he was angry with the wealthy son, and he stabbed him, so he triggered the royal law and was shot at the entrance of the vegetable market......"

Luo Ying choked up and couldn't speak a few times.

Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan wiped tears from their eyes as they listened.

Kangcheng interface says:

"After Luo Ying and I died, before the soul entered the ghost gate, we unexpectedly met on the ghost road in Liangzhou. We were worried that we would be separated after entering the underworld, so the two of us decided not to be reincarnated, but to stay in the world. We are a pair of lonely souls, wandering around, hiding, and hiding, and it has been almost a hundred years now......"

Luo Ying took a breath and added again, saying:

"Before my death, a foreigner priest said that I had a three-life relationship with Kangcheng. But in his first life, he stopped at twenty years; After death, he did not dare to walk in the sun. And the third life, which is even more ethereal, and I don't know where it has fallen......"

Kang Cheng Luoying is a college student, and he is a little eloquent, and his words are miserable.

Everyone in the hall listened to this with a sore heart and was silent.

After a long time, Pan Yifeng opened his mouth and sighed: "What is the situation in the world, so that the world can promise life and death?" Anyway, I will sentence you to the third life, but your wishes. ”

"Thank you, Lord Pan, Kang Cheng Luoying will never forget!" Kang Cheng Luoying, the ghost couple, thanked him and stepped aside.

Then Lin Xiruo came on the stage and scolded the injustice of heaven, why was he detained by the underworld when he was young and didn't live enough?

"I already know about this, you also step down, and we will send it together later." Pan Yifeng sent Lin Xiruo away, looked around again, and asked:

"Are there any other ghost criminals? If there is a grievance, report it quickly. ”

The drowsy Ding Ermiao also swept his eyes around, Green Bead Zhuzhu and Kang Cheng Luoying, as well as Liang Liang, and Lin Xiruo and other hard masters, they had already finished speaking, and there was nothing missing. The case should be brought to an end here.

Next, it is the most critical step to deceive Pan Yifeng's judgment.

……

So, Ding Ermiao pushed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of Pan Yifeng, and said, "Master Pan, please ......"

"Wait!" Who knew that at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and a broken gong shouted outside: "I have grievances, I have grievances!" ”

I went, did it turn out that the fake turned out to be true, Kui Xing's ascension to the hall to ask about the case, and it actually attracted the lonely ghosts and ghosts nearby?

All the people and ghosts in the hall were stunned.

Ding Ermiao glanced at Li Weinian and motioned for him to open the door.

Li Weinian nodded and flicked the latch.

"I have a grievance!" A guy with unkempt hair like grass and a face full of bitterness and hatred got in, rushed to Pan Yifeng's case and shouted: "I have grievances, please call the shots for me!" ”

Ding Ermiao fixed his eyes and saw that this was not a ghost, it was a person!

Pan Yifeng didn't care whether it was a person or a ghost, he was shocked and shouted: "Who is coming, what are the grievances!" ”

"I am a bitter writer on Tencent's Genesis Chinese website, and the author of "Ghost Curse" is recited loudly. I lit the lamp and boiled oil to write in meditation, broke a few keyboards, fell cervical spondylosis, frozen shoulder, and swollen knuckles, but many readers who like "Ghost Curse" chose piracy and couldn't give me a small subscription support! Do you think I'm wronged?! ”

The man was agitated, his eyes were red, he was foaming at the mouth, and he shouted:

"Without subscription support, the editor won't give recommendations, the grades have plummeted, and the lamp oil money can't be earned, so how can I write the story behind?!"

Everyone was stunned, it turned out that this guy was here to complain.

With a snap, Pan Yifeng was furious, slapped the shocked wood, and shouted:

"People who read and write should be pure in heart and few desires, indifferent to clear ambition, quiet and far-reaching, reaching and helping the world, and being poor are good to themselves. And your brain is full of copper smell, and you have simply lost the face of a scholar! Left and right, beat me out with a stick! ”

Li Weinian moved when he heard the sound, kicked the bitter writer out of the door, and closed the door again.

"Alas......, in fact, the writer is also pitiful, everyone can support it, or go to Tencent to support "Ghost Curse", after all, they all have to live. Supporting your favorite works is not a waste of money. ”

Pan Yifeng looked at the door that had been closed, sighed, then unfolded the rice paper, lifted the brush and dipped it in thick ink, and shouted:

"All the ghosts come forward and listen to the judgment!"