In Rongcheng, Rong Tianding's fairy painting stalls are a bit hot.

This lasted for several days.

On the one hand, it is due to the haunting of people, and on the other hand, it is the rest of the people of Puyun Guanmu Dao, which doubles the business of fairy painting.

Rong Tianding counted the money every day until his hands were soft, but with the arrival of the county officials, his hands and feet inevitably became really weak.

Seeing that Rong Li belongs to a tyrant in Dongshi, but the people do not fight with the officials, no matter how big the ruffian gang is, they also need to listen to the words of the county government and know what things can be done and what cannot be done.

"Young Master Rong, the county government has received a murder case, and it is said that it has something to do with you, please come with us!"

The official of the county government spoke very politely.

The official messenger is also a local, but he begged for food in the county office, and when it was not time to arrest the murderer, the official messenger was very polite to the local people with heads and faces.

But his words still attracted a large number of people in front of the painting stall, and some people whispered something related.

"I didn't do anything to kill people and set fires except for selling paintings in Dongshi, I didn't do anything to kill people and set fires," Rong Tianding said with an ugly face: "It shouldn't have anything to do with the county government, right?" ”

"It's someone over there who has something to do with it, and it's said that it has something to do with your painting," the official politely reminded: "What I know at the moment is that someone walked at night with your fairy painting, and was killed!" ”

"What?"

Rong Tianding's heart was cold.

He and Zhang Xuezhou and others gambled that there were no ghosts in Shilipo, and when the matter passed, everything would be over.

But he didn't expect that someone would really lose their lives because of this.

For a while, Rong Tianding's hands and feet couldn't help but be cold and weak, and he turned his attention to the pork stall for help.

"I was killed while walking on the night road with a fairy painting, does this have anything to do with our Tian Ding? Why didn't Li Ye say that the person was still wearing Buzhuang's clothes, why didn't he have anything to do with Buzhuang! He walks at night and carries a lantern, why is it not related to making lanterns, he is still wearing shoes, so he should be found......"

frowned for a few seconds before Rong Li muttered loudly.

Her sophistry was not lacking in effect, at least it made many people in front of the painting stall talk a lot quieter, and Rong Tianding's heart was also a lot calmer.

"Rong is in charge, this is a summons from the county government, I think you should let Ling Gongzi go over" The official said helplessly: "The county government just summoned Rong Gongzi to ask questions, and did not say that Rong Gongzi was guilty!" ”

The official surnamed Li said something good, and Rong Tianding calmed down and closed the painting stall.

"Cousin, something big has happened to us," Rong Tianding said worriedly.

"What they are looking for is a murderer, and you have never killed anyone, what are you afraid of" Zhang Xuezhou frowned and said: "Can the county government still cure you for murder?" ”

"You're right!"

Rong Tianding thought about it carefully and felt that there was nothing wrong with what Zhang Xuezhou said.

In the past, there were many Taoists who sold talismans and sacred water, but he had never heard of any of the products provided by the county government who were not working and were cut off by the county government.

And at this time, the matter has not yet been determined, he just got involved while rubbing it, and there is no need to panic too much.

In the final analysis, Rong Tianding is like many ruffians who enter the bureau for the first time, he is inexperienced and frightened, but as long as he has entered three or five times, those ruffians will have the feeling of returning home as they are accustomed to.

If Rong Tianding still wants to sell this kind of superstitious painting in the future, Zhang Xuezhou feels that Rong Tianding should often go to the county government to visit.

"But if there really are ghosts?"

Recalling the woman in white with a resentful face, and the woman's scream in his ears when he was awake, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but beat drums up and down in his heart.

If there are no ghosts in Shilipo, they are selling some feudal superstitions, and if there are really ghosts in Shilipo, what they sell is a thing that seeks money and kills people.

Zhang Xuezhou's heart couldn't help but tremble.

But in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xuezhou came back to his senses.

Ordinary people lack mana perception, and there is a high probability that they can't even see ghosts.

If there is no evil, how can ghosts murder people?

And I learned from the Mudao people that ghosts are weaker than humans, and it is difficult to survive in the outside world, and some of the occasional ghost phenomena are very weak yin things, even if you don't clean up these obscure things, many yin things will fend for themselves after a period of time.

But Zhang Xuezhou even remembered that the Shilipo mentioned by the Mudao people may have a bad yin thing, which may be different.

This made him frown slightly.

Although he cultivated to enter the country and practiced a kind of Tai Qing Halal technique to treat and suppress injuries, he was not much different from ordinary people without these.

If he encounters any dangerous invasion, Zhang Xuezhou will also be difficult to bear.

For a while, everyone had their own thoughts, and they went to the county government with the official and Rong Tianding.

The county government is an important place for the imperial court to govern the city, dealing with all kinds of political and people's affairs, involving city defense, water conservancy, disaster management and many others.

And dealing with the people's grievances is only a small part of it.

But when things are related to themselves, even small grievances can have a great impact.

In the old and majestic red building, a pale corpse was displayed, and an old man with a woman and two children knelt on the ground whimpering and crying.

"My lord, Rong Tianding, the Rong painter accused by Wang Baotian of Longmen Village in Shilipo, has been brought!"

The official surnamed Li took everyone into the yamen, and then handed over the tolerance.

In the lobby, a black-robed official holding a bamboo slip raised his head.

He straightened the high mountain crown on his head, and his eyes began to sweep over Rong Tianding, who came in response to the call, and then put his eyes on Rong Li, who was noisy outside the county office.

"There is no need for Rong Li's family to make a noise, this official summons Rong Tianding is only in response to the appeal of the wrongdoer, and it is not involved in a serious crime!"

The official's voice calmed Rong Li's mood a little, and then she responded loudly.

"Lord Bao, we don't want to slander people after death in Rongcheng, I heard that someone bought a safe painting and had an accident to blackmail the painter, then there was an accident when eating pork, wouldn't the women be unable to live!"

After asking the official surnamed Li again and again, and adding her own understanding, Rong Li roughly guessed the relevance.

This gave her a pre-emptive strike when she roared outside the courtroom.

"There are also iron sellers who sell iron tools, some people fight with iron tools and die, blacksmiths must not be unlucky, as long as we set this kind of precedent in Rongcheng, there will be people who will continue to imitate ...... in the future."

"Stop!"

Master Bao raised his hand in a headache.

He has the most headaches for two kinds of women, one is the mournful and miserable weeper, and the other is a shrew like Rong Li.

The former annoyed him, the latter made him speechless.

Today, it's both.

"My lord, we are wronged, if it weren't for the fact that my grandson bought that fairy painting for self-defense, he would definitely not dare to go out to look for sheep at night!"

Next to the corpse in the hall, the miserable woman began to cry with a whimper.

"Your nephew is looking for sheep at night and looking for death, you are looking for sheep, what are you looking for us to do!" Rong Li shouted.

"My lord, we bought the fairy paintings...... Woooooo ”

"Your family also bought clothes, and also bought a little lamb, your family bought so many things, why do you pick our goods, it is because we allow our family to bully us!"

……

"Someone's coming!"

Lord Bao frowned and shouted, and the eight officials immediately responded with rods.

"No one is allowed to open their mouths without the official's inquiry, and if they disturb the public court again, they will be executed with a rod!" Bao Daren is humane.

"Whoa!"

The officials responded loudly, and the wooden staff in their hands fell to the ground in unison, making an extremely neat slapping sound.

The deterrence of a wooden staff with the thickness of an arm is extremely high, and when this kind of wooden staff hits a person, it will cost half a life if it hits a person for ten or so blows, and even if it is a slight punishment, it will take at least two days to rest in bed.

For a while, everyone was frightened, that is, Rong Lidu just opened his mouth, and he didn't spit out a word of those sharp words.