"The old man didn't embarrass you, right?" walked out of the county office far away, and asked softly.

"No" without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"It's lively tonight and tomorrow night!", Zhu Qingyun shook his fan lightly, and the aftermath disappeared into the passing crowd, and people only said that it was the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival.

"Old man, what's wrong?" As soon as he entered the door, he saw the ancestor sitting in the hall with his face wrinkled.

"They bullied me!" was full of grievances, and he almost hugged his thighs and cried.

"There's fun at night, do you want to go?", the brand poked at the soft underbelly of the ancestor.

"Where are you going?" the old ancestor stared at the burning green with a glint in his eyes.

"You'll know at night. With a mysterious face, he picked up the file on the table and flipped through it.

The twilight gradually sank in the west, piercing the cracks in the horizon and finally sinking into infinity.

"It's really a brute that no one cares about!" Branding Qing angrily slammed the file in his hand on the table, his chest rising and falling due to emotional instability.

The ancestor nodded very approvingly, when he copied the archives, he clearly saw the many crimes that Xiong San had done, relying on his ability, killing people and setting fires, burning, killing and looting. It's really thanks to the protection of the Ministry of Shangshu that Xiong San has survived to this day, but offending the female doll is also the end of his life!

"Old man, you come to play Zhang Wenju, you two play the two brothers of the Liu family, put on this mourning clothes, let's go to the house of the minister. The three people in the mouth of the brand are all people who were killed by Xiong San. Zhang Wenju - an ordinary old man herding cattle, just because he chased the hat that was blown away by the wind and accidentally hit Xiong San, he was hacked to death with a knife, and his family reported to the official several times, but he was either beaten or ignored, and he was driven out by Xiong San because he had no way to appeal; This pile of piles has been concealed one by one, no wonder the people mentioned that Xiong San would be so afraid, the secretary is still the book? Wait for me!

Under the cover of the night, Branding Qing and his entourage flew away, without alarming the plainclothes servants who were squatting on the side, and the show had just begun.

At this time, the nephrite jade of the Ministry of Shangshu was warm and fragrant, lying in the arms of Mei Jiaoniang, completely unaware of the impending danger.

"Papa~Papa~" The official Shangshu, who felt the strangeness, instinctively touched his face, turned sideways and continued to sleep. "Whew~" It seems that someone is blowing in his ears!"Beauty, don't make trouble~" seems to be whispering in a dream, but the wind has not stopped, and it is cold and cloudy.

The official Shangshu squinted his eyes and looked around, took out a short blade from under the pillow, and walked cautiously to the table, took out a fire fold and lit a candle lamp, felt the light and relaxed a lot, but the heart that had just been put down couldn't stop panicking when he saw the stains on his hands, it was blood!!

"Huh~" There was a familiar exhalation sound in his ears, which was particularly terrifying in the middle of the night, and the coolness spread along the ears of the whole body, directly paralyzing all nerves, and turning his head mechanically, "Ah~" opened his mouth but couldn't shout a little sound, his face was almost attached to the face in front of him, so exciting visual sense!

What kind of face was that! Old and white, bloodless, the eyes seemed to have been corroded, only two black holes were left in the face, and there seemed to be white insects around the eye sockets constantly wriggling in the turned flesh, and from time to time blood dripped down the chin, as if he had thought of something and rubbed his face violently with his hands, retching continuously, not noticing that the "ghost" was squeezing his eyebrows at a corner of the room, as if begging for praise.

In the corner, he raised his forehead and sighed, you are amazing!! flour doesn't need money!!rouge doesn't need money!!

"Of course" received the signal of the branded green, and the ancestor worked harder to "perform". When the official mustered up the courage to stab in front of him, the white object in front of him disappeared in an instant, as if he had just been dreaming. Forced to cheer up and walked out of the door, only to escape from the door of the room may be fine, with such a thought, the official Shangshu did not dare to stay any longer.

"Do you want to go~~~ Then what can I do?" The empty and miserable voice filled the whole room, and the official Shangshu was suffocated, and he couldn't turn back, so he left quickly, walking faster than before, and when he was still half a step away from the door, two feet appeared in front of him, and he didn't have to think about it to know what it was. "Dangchang" The dagger fell to the ground in response, "How can you let me go~" Lord Shangshu asked tremblingly, I don't know if it was because of excessive fright, or because of the loss of face, he didn't call for help.

I don't care about you! Really!!, didn't I just let you see my chic appearance in British dramas! What did I do with you! Really!!What is the situation with your constipated appearance, I feel as if I am going to rape you! The ancestor looked innocently at Lord De Shangshu who was shaking like chaff below.

Feeling the gaze of the two holes in his head and the continuous pouring of blood, Shang Shu didn't want to faint more than at this moment, if he could still move! How can blood water have a strange smell?

"I'm ~ called Zhang Wenju ~ died so miserably~" The ancestor pretended to grasp the poignancy to the fullest.

Zhang Wenju !! he seems to have heard it somewhere! The official department shoushu racked his brains to search for this name in his head.

"Do you need me to help you recall?" Old Ancestor looked at the people below and felt a slight chill in his heart, such a big case. It is impossible for the county to monopolize and not report, this official has no impression, he really uses Wang Fa as a plaything!!

"No need~ I don't know what you old man has to do~" Every pore is trembling, Zhang Wenju's case was reported by the county order half a year ago, just because Xiong San's guy did everything he could to please him, so he let the county suppress it. Zhang Wenju is dead!!, and now all that appears in his room is a ghost, although he is prepared, he can't accept such a reality.

"I just want justice~ I died unjustly~ my relatives died unjustly~" The blood on the ancestor's face shook even more because of his excitement.

"I'll let people arrest Xiong San tomorrow~Please leave quickly~" The official Shangshu twisted his little face and tried his best to please, and it was difficult to suppress the nausea in his heart.

"This~" In the gap of the ancestor's thoughts, the official Shangshu saw the opportunity to grab the door and went out, and as soon as he stepped out of the door with his front foot, the back collar was caught, lifted into the air, thrown into the house, and the door closed in response.

Not only is the hope of escape gone, but there are two more 'ghosts' in the house, but although they are both wearing mourning clothes, the length of these two is much more comfortable than the one in front of them.

"You are looking for death!How dare you escape~" The ancestor was furious, and almost let this guy run away, once he alarmed the people outside, it would be troublesome to do it again! Not to mention being embarrassed in front of the female doll!

"Ghost grandpa spares his life, you don't remember the villain!" The official Shangshu kowtowed desperately and begged for mercy, and an ugly red flower bloomed on his head.

"You first ask the two behind you~ They were all killed by Xiong San~ So wronged~"

"I will definitely send someone to arrest Xiong San tomorrow, ask the two of you to raise your noble hands, and I will definitely give you more paper money" At this time, the official Shangshu was like a turtle that was slaughtered, lying on the ground, shrinking his head and constantly begging for mercy.

"Kill~" is simple and crisp, leaving no room for error.

"Didn't you hear~ They want you to kill Xiong San~ Or do you want to die yourself~" The ancestor was slowly approaching the official book.

Looking at that face getting closer and closer, "Help~" stopped abruptly halfway through the shout.

"Why don't you shout, your voice is so loud, it's noisy~" Old Ancestor plucked out his ears.

"Woo~" The official Shangshu kept reaching out and digging into his throat, trying to pick out something.

"It's useless~ The sludge in the coffin plus some carrion meets water and melts~" The ancestor wiped his hands disdainfully.

The official Shangshu opened his big glasses and slowly digested this sentence, "vomit~" crawled to the side and kept retching, but he couldn't spit out anything. Why did you open your mouth just now, you won't annoy the other party if you don't open your mouth, and I regret it in my heart, I really want to pump my two big mouths.

"Don't worry~ This thing doesn't have any effect~ It's that if you don't do what I say, the carrion will grow in your body, and if you become a monster that is not a human or a ghost, you will definitely be caught and burned alive, and then nail it to death little by little with a peach wood nail, and finally die without a whole body. ”

The fluttering words entered the ears of the officials without leaking, "I don't want to become a demon, don't be burned to death, I still have a long way to go, it's all Xiong San, it's all him~ah~' The official department calmed down and had a plan in his heart. "Tomorrow, I will order Xiong San to be arrested, and he will be beheaded as soon as he is caught. ”

"I hope you can keep your promise, the taste of this carrion growing is not pleasant!"

"Huh~" The official Shangshu collapsed to the ground, wiped his forehead with his hand, and immediately shook it off in disgust, with a faint smell of blood, so disgusting.

It seemed that it was his blood, and he broke his forehead and inadvertently did them a great favor, and sat down on the 'blood water'. (A certain Qing: See, how powerful is the master!!A certain work: ...... ）

ps: I'm sorry for taking so long to change the chapter, I hope you can forgive me.