Footsteps rang out in the dark passages of the dungeon.

Xiao Shizhu, who didn't say a word, walked slowly outside the dungeon with the guide jailer, thinking of the tears flashing in the eyes of the goddess of Manujin, and suddenly felt that the other party's life was very miserable. Although she was indeed too jealous when she was in the human world, after she arrived in the underworld, she was so ruthlessly played with her feelings by Emperor Xudu, which made Xiao Shizhu secretly cry out for the god of Ma Nujin.

So Xiao Shizhu decided to be more merciful after thinking about it for a while, and without thinking, he told the jailer that if Ma Nujin God figured it out, he would release her, and there was no need to force her to stay in the Nine Shadows Kingdom to serve. As for what she will do in the future, let her decide.

It's just that he never imagined that the act of showing the proclamation to the god of Ma Nujin would become the last straw that broke the camel's back. When the goddess saw the ruthless face of the Emperor Xudu, the loyalty and reverence she had always insisted on suddenly fell apart, and all that was left was despair.

The despair of despair and death.

The jailer nodded when he heard this, and silently memorized the words by heart.

After a few more moments, the two ghosts came to the back of the dungeon gate.

The moment the door opened, the blue light of the night moon poured into the dungeon through the crack in the door, and Xiao Shizhu, who walked out of the dungeon, saw the two brothers Black and White Impermanence walking side by side, striding towards him.

"What's the matter?" When they stood in front of them, Xiao Shizhu saw that they looked hurried, and asked first.

"I just received a message from the fungus people, and this evening, Lord Lin's subordinates have already escorted Dongmeng to the vine immortal Miao Village. Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an nodded his head and whispered with a faint smile on his face: "Bao Wengli, the commander of the ruling elder who presided over the justice, also rushed to the Tengxian Miao Village at the same time, and according to the results of his trial, Dongmeng confessed to his mistakes on the battlefield; ”。

It's not that it's funny, it's just that his white impermanence has always been smiling.

Although Yun Mengzhou had already returned to his heart, Xiao Shizhu couldn't send too many officials to the three seedlings for a while, so he had to let them temporarily govern Yun Mengzhou with the stone ghosts.

Therefore, all kinds of official positions and systems set up by Sanmiao before have been temporarily continued.

As the former leader of the elder, Bao Weng Li is still the leader of the elder, responsible for helping Xiao Shizhu preside over all judicial affairs in Yunmengzhou. The matter of Dongmeng was entrusted to him to deal with.

At night, there was a gentle mountain breeze, blowing Xiao Shizhu's robe and hair hanging from his ears.

After he was slightly stunned, he walked forward slowly and silently, stood on the side of the winding mountain road, looked at the lights of the thousands of houses on the hillside below, and was stunned.

Perhaps it was the misery of the goddess that touched Xiao Shizhu's heart a lot, and after hearing the news, he wondered if he had gone too far.

Although he only acted in accordance with the law, hanging Dong Meng in front of his clansmen was tantamount to losing Dong Wuha's face.

Male ghosts, like men, are as important as their own heads.

Therefore, he used to love to see the mountain lights of this Xiaoyu Mountain City, but now he can't be happy when he sees the scenery he likes. After a moment of silence, he slowly asked, "What is the attitude of that Dong Wuha?"

His voice was so soft that he barely heard what he was saying.

"According to the report of the fungus people, because this matter was handed over to Bao Wengli for adjudication, and it was in line with the system before Sanmiao, Dong Wuha did not have any objections. The white impermanence behind him returned.

In addition, Lord Lin also selected a few Sanmiao warriors to accompany him, and it is said that they also came forward to prove Dongmeng's cowardice on the battlefield when he tried Shi Dongmeng in Bao Weng. Hei Wuchang, who had never spoken, took over and said in a deep voice: "Even the ghosts of the Three Miao have no objection to this verdict, and most of them have contempt for Dongmeng, and they all think that it is reasonable for the young master to deal with it like this. ”。

"Hmm. Xiao Shizhu nodded, bowing his head slightly and groaning.

After another moment, trembling in the night wind, he spoke again and asked, "Do you think I am too cruel to do this, and Dongmeng is only cowardly, not treason." ”。

As soon as the words came out, he immediately felt that he was really regressing more and more as he lived; in the past, he set up a situation to punish Bodhi, arrest Aoki and kill Danzhu, and other ghosts who dared to go against him, but he never relented! Today, for some reason, after calming down, he suddenly felt that Dongmeng was hanged in front of all the ghosts, and it was better to lock him up and sentence him to life imprisonment.

"This is a matter of facts, and it is not an indiscriminate killing of innocents, how can it be cruel?" After the black and white impermanence were stunned for a moment, they all looked puzzled and asked in unison.

"There are no rules. The two thick eyebrows on Hei Wuchang's black face were raised, and he added in a deep voice: "It is he who has broken the rules, if he does not act according to the law, the people's hearts will be unstable and the ghosts will not accept it." ”。

Xiao Shizhu trembled all over, and suddenly felt speechless, and he suddenly didn't know how to answer. Dong Meng is indeed just cowardly, and he is just acting according to the law, and what Hei Wuchang said is also reasonable, but there is a hurdle in his heart, which always makes him feel a little sorry for Dong Wuha.

"Then I'll leave it to Bao Wengli to deal with it all, and I won't care about this matter anymore. After Xiao Shizhu pondered silently for a while, he suddenly remembered those warriors who died in vain on Daoshan Island because of the cave, and the entanglement and unbearability in his heart gradually disappeared.

"There is one more thing, the young master needs to be mentally prepared first. Before the sigh landed, Bai Wuchang said in a slur manner: "This news comes from Yuque City. ”。

Xiao Shizhu, who has always been calm and composed, trembled slightly after hearing the words "Yuque City". I guessed again and again if it was the ghost mother or Lai Yueqi, or Xiao Fuling had an accident, but I asked lightly: "What's the matter?"

Then he prayed in his heart that the ghost he cherished would not be in any trouble.

"It's not a big deal. Bai Wuchang wanted to make this matter clear around the bend, but after hesitating for a moment, he found that this matter could only be said clearly: "Maybe it's a big deal." ”。

The more he stumbled, the more Xiao Shizhu, who looked like usual, felt that what he was about to learn must not be a good thing.

After pondering for a while, his face showed a little embarrassment, and he still said slowly: "It's the mother of the country who asked you to go back immediately, saying that Wu Qiushou, a high-ranking official of the Criminal Department, died of illness." ”。

"Who?" Xiao Shizhu's heart tightened when he heard this, his lips trembled, and then he asked urgently; he couldn't believe his ears, and his whole body instantly stiffened as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Lord Gogaoka. Bai Wuchang repeated in a low voice, and Xiao Shizhu, who suddenly closed his eyes when he heard the words, was all over his body, and his heart was cold......

The night is deep, the shadow of the mountains around the vine fairy Miao Village is longing, the tea garden is hazy between the water and light, and there are a little fireflies dancing between the grass and trees, echoing with the stars on the sky, forming a beautiful color under the moon.

The blue moon that was gradually setting in the west seemed to be tired from running all night, and unconsciously hid in the clouds in the sky, and the sky suddenly fell into darkness.

In the vine fairy Miao Village, which was still lively during the day, it was silent at this time, but from time to time there were bursts of dog barking.

At the edge of the square in the middle of the village, in the shadow of an inconspicuous stilted building, stood a middle-aged male ghost seven feet long, wearing a collarless right cardigan and straight large trousers bright cloth pants.

It is the local hammer cave Uha.

After tossing and turning for a long time, his father's love overcame face and shame, and drove him to go out alone after being cheeky and dressed, easily avoiding the light and dark sentries and patrols in the village, and standing here quietly.

In silence, he narrowed his eyes, and as far as his eyes could see, the green tile drum tower in the middle of the square was shaped with flying dragon unicorns and phoenix peacocks on the wing corners of each floor, as well as fish, lions and running deer, etc., with different expressions, lifelike clay statues, and his eyes flashed with a little hesitation.

Dong Wuha could clearly hear his heartbeat pounding in his chest, and he could vaguely hear the sound of the waves not far away.

In the past, the sound of the waves always made Dong Wuha feel comfortable and comfortable, but today's sound of the waves makes him feel even more anxious.

The palm of his hand gradually oozed a layer of fine sweat from his right hand, and he subconsciously clenched the handle of the scimitar hanging from his waist. This will give him some peace of mind.

In the small building not far away, in the past, it was a place where he discussed with the warriors and tigers in the village, as well as the ghosts such as the elder, full of glory and pride, but now it is the place where his son is imprisoned, full of shame and shame.

Dong Wuha can be seen on the left and right of the door of the small building, each standing a Xuanjiao dressed in a Xuanjiao embroidered with silver silk thread on the cuffs and neckline, with two sword hilts hanging from the waist and a single spike of two swords, and two swords in the same sheath.

Beside them were four Sanmiao warriors dressed in armor and armed with rattan shields and Miao swords.

As far as defense is concerned, it is not a fortification.

Dong Wuha, who was standing in the shadows, looked at Xiao Lou in a daze and hesitated for a long time, but finally made up his mind and slowly stepped forward.

As a brave warrior of the Three Miao, Dong Meng's cowardice and timidity were enough to disgrace Dong Wuha, but as a father, he would not tolerate his son being hanged at sunrise.

He decided to go for personal gain and save Dongmeng, even if it would make him shameless to face his fellow villagers.

But the upper of his right foot had just stepped out of the shadow of the small building, and the yin moon hiding behind the clouds suddenly emerged from the clouds, and the blue moonlight sprinkled from the sky.

Dong Wuha's heart sank, and he hurriedly retracted his feet, and stood downstairs in the shadows again.

He waited for a long time in a daze, until half an hour later, when the moon hid behind the clouds again, and Dong Wuha took another step and walked quickly towards the square.

Dong Wuha, who was walking faster and faster, suddenly drew his knife when he was less than four or five feet away from Xiaolou, and his feet that continued to move forward accelerated and he ran up.

"Who is it?" After hearing the dull footsteps, he vaguely saw a ghost shadow flying in front of the building, and asked in a deep voice.

As soon as the words fell, the ghost shadow had already swept into them like lightning, swimming rapidly, bringing a strong wind and a flash of cold light, and standing firmly in front of the door of the small building.

The four Sanmiao warriors who had already raised their swords, and the two Xuanjiao disciples who had just drawn their swords were all stunned. The expressions on their faces were frozen, and they were all stunned.

The "hiss" sound sounded in the quiet night, and the necks of the six ghosts guarding the small building all showed an inch of slits, horizontal on the necks.

Immediately afterward, a large amount of ghost blood gushed out from that mouth.

Dong Wuha, who stood at the door, had an expressionless face, his eyes were full of murderous aura, and the scimitar in his hand was raised without hesitation.

The cold light pierced the darkness again, and the door of the small building gate instantly shattered into sawdust.

The moment the gate was shattered, he was tied to the pillar in the building, and the loveless Dongmeng suddenly raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the gate.

The lunar moon pierces through the clouds again.

By gradually lighting up the moonlight, after seeing the appearance of the ghost standing in the doorway, he exclaimed, "Abba?".