On this day, a lot of people gathered in front of the Xuanwu Gate Tower, and there was a storyteller, who supported the sky with a cloth, painted the ground and fell into the cake, and set up a banner to tell the story.

Laughing about ancient and modern red dust, playing with the sound of waking up wood in front of you.

"This book is about the evil master Chen Hua's final subjugation, and the little lady is like a wronged snow! If you want to say that the master Chen Hua, he is really a bull's nose and pig eyes, a wolf's heart and dog lungs, a scale of gold and confused accounts, thinking about that..."

As the man was talking, there was a commotion in the crowd, and the storyteller was also interrupted, and when he turned around, he saw a bunch of officers and soldiers, escorting a few people, who were sitting in the prisoner car, swaggering through the city.

This is the prisoner who was going to be escorted to the vegetable market of Xuanwumen to be beheaded, and sitting inside was the master Chen Hua, and the bandit leader Oilbeard.

These two people have done a lot of evil, and today they are going to be beheaded.

Everyone gathered all over with a wow, pointing and pointing, those with cabbage threw cabbage, and those without cabbage served with the soles of their shoes, Chen Hua was beaten to the ground and bruised all over his body, and when he heard that the storyteller was commenting on himself, he sighed and didn't say anything.

If you know today, why bother in the first place.

There is a bridge in the city in front of Xuanwu Gate, which is called Naishui Bridge.

I heard that it is a small bridge left over from Beijing in the early years, and no one dares to walk here on weekdays, because the name of this bridge borrows the homonym of Nai He Bridge, and there is a legend that it is the yang of the Nai He Bridge of the Yin Cao Difu.

The old people have said that Nai Shui, obscure for three years, over time, although I don't know whether it's true or not, but everyone is very taboo here.

Crunch, two prisoner cars crossed the Naishui Bridge, and Master Chen Hua looked up and saw that he had just passed the Xuanwu Gate.

There is a plaque on the tower of the city gate, which is engraved with three large characters that are mottled and dusty, and the anger is red and black:

"It's too late to regret it!"

When the prisoner car left Xuanwu Gate, there was an open space in front of it, and the criminals of the Nine Murders, Chen Hua and Youbeard, were pulled off by the executioner, slaughtered pig slices and wiped their mouths, and fed them a sip of good wine.

This is the way forward for those who are about to die.

This is the excitement of human life, how can the common people have time to care about other things, only to see the red difference horizontal saber, a bowl of good wine, and the severed head will meet Meng Po on the road.

Both of them were dressed in white prison uniforms, with their hair braided, wrapped around their heads, tied up with flowers, and the words on their backs were a crime card: behead! Kneeling face to face in front of a stake a few inches high. The knife and axe man looked up at the sky, it was autumn, and at three o'clock in the afternoon, he was going to start the knife and behead.

The supervisor sat down on the incense case to offer to the gods and worshiped heaven and earth.

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon! Slash! This is the time for the supervisor to report the time.

When Chen Hua heard this, he realized that he was really going to die, and he fell to the ground crying bitterly, and the oily beard looked dazed.

When the red knife and axe man heard that it was three o'clock in the afternoon, he took the cards behind the two of them, threw them on the ground, and slaughtered a rooster with a black feather:

"Come on, dry this chicken blood wine, turn back and go on the road! The Sprinkle family has also heard of the reputation of your second elder, not to you two, my knife technique has also killed more than 100 pigs, and it will never be dull, when you get to the underworld, don't blame us for the fast knife! ”

After speaking, the tile bowl fell, squirted wine at the sabre, and shouted:

"Phew! It's slashed! Avoid blood and ward off evil spirits! ”

The wide-mouthed saber is facing the sky, just looking at the bearded big shoulders and red eyes, and swinging the knife down!

Two heads fall to the ground!

Bai Changsheng was crowded in the crowd, he followed all the time, and when he saw Chen Hua and the oily beard Fufa decapitated, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart, this case was finally over, and he could sleep with peace of mind.

Unable to bear to see the common people snatching the human blood steamed buns, Bai Changsheng turned around and walked back.

Where are you going?

By the way, I thought that the coffin shop was burned down, and I haven't been back since it was burned down, and I don't know what happened there.

Bai Changsheng hurriedly walked in the direction of the abduction alley.

When I arrived at the kidnapping alley, I saw a group of masons and carpenters, who were rebuilding the wood, which was given to him by the imperial court, and recast the courtyard house.

That flower mama was sent to the frontier, and it is estimated that she will die in a short time. Zhang San and Li Sichong arrived in front of the battle, and the cultivation of creation and cultivation could only be resigned to fate.

The housekeeper Liu Ming was sent to Ningguta, where he was enslaved forever and could not return to Beijing if he was pardoned. The other people involved in the case were also convicted, and the case spread, and the people thanked the court for being the master of the people and eliminating violence.

Wu Laosan and Ji Li, I heard that they also won the reward, these two people should be very happy, that Wang Shi, the old man of the Beijing Zhili Yamen, was promoted to the governor of the Eight Prefectures, the first Shandong.

Bai Changsheng thought about it, and saw that everyone was busy, so he thought of stepping forward to help, and between the broken houses and tiles, he was sighing that the family property was exhausted, but he found that there was something intact, buried under the rubble, revealing a corner.

Bai Changsheng was surprised, so he took out the thing.

It's a portrait of my father!

It was not burned down, Bai Changsheng was grateful, God had eyes, seeing that the portrait of the old father was intact, he burst into tears and hugged the portrait in his arms.

As soon as I entered my arms, I saw a small paper figure falling from behind the portrait.

Exquisitely made, like a living thing, Bai Changsheng took a look, this is too familiar to himself, it is the handwriting of the old man who cries the grave.

After the case was closed, there were indeed no more paper people coming to the door.

The little paper figure looked at himself with a wicked smile, and he didn't know who put it here.

By the way, a inheritance, Bai Changsheng suddenly thought of this, didn't he say that if he solved this case, he would get a inheritance?

Although he wasn't very interested, but the little paper figure appeared for no reason, Bai Changsheng thought about the things in front of him, and then he knew what to do.

Standing up, rolling up the portrait of the old father and taking it with him, Bai Changsheng took a step and walked in the direction of the outside of the city.

It's time to meet this old man, after going through so much, he has no fear in his heart now, just thinking about what he has to say, what does this paper man mean.

Out of the city gate, Bai Changsheng walked quickly and went straight to the ghost crying grave.

When I came here again, I only saw that the cold wind was bleak and poured into the ownerless grave.

Everything started here, Bai Changsheng was concerned in his heart, but he didn't panic, and just walked towards the old man's house.

The house had been burned down before, and only the scraps of paper had not been blown away, and I didn't know where the old man had lived for a while.

Bai Changsheng thought about it, went up the hillside, and suddenly, he saw a dark haunted house, and the door was wide open!

Why is there another building?

Could it be that this old man used the house as a garment, and had a change of clothes?

However, looking at the wide opening of the door, Bai Changsheng knew in his heart that he was waiting for himself to enter.

To be honest now, Bai Changsheng's courage is definitely extraordinary, after going through so much, it is difficult to be afraid.

Bai Changsheng entered the room and found that the furnishings in this room were exactly the same as before, except that there was no group of paper people, only tables, chairs, benches, and utensils made of pasted paper.

Sitting on the stool, Bai Changsheng said that this bench is made of paper, and it is really exquisite.

"I'm here, where are you?"

Bai Changsheng looked around, only hearing the wind roar of ghosts crying wolves, but no one took a stubble.

Burst!

The dust candle on the table was lit, and the green and faint pointed directly to people's hearts.

Immediately after that, he felt a black wind blow in, and Bai Changsheng choked his mouth and nose tightly and covered his face.

"Ahem! Cough! ”

Coughed several times, tears were about to be choked, what is this, Bai Changsheng frowned and rubbed his eyes, and then opened his eyes again.

When I opened my eyes, I saw only inside the room, and I don't know when, seventeen paper piercing people appeared.

All of them gathered around him, staring at him, his empty eyes cold and indifferent.

Bai Changsheng was in the middle of it, and was a little shocked by this strange scene, how did this group of paper people get in?

Before I could figure it out, I heard someone behind me speak:

"Good apprentice, you're here!"