Liu Sanjun is indeed dead. Judging by his death, it is incredible, would he be so confused that he would turn the shotgun upside down and aim it at his chest and pull the trigger? Obviously not, the reason for this is not even clear to Liu Sanjun himself, which is strange.

Where's the blame? Blame the pheasant essence in the pheasant hole, and Hua Gu went to the palace of King Qin Guang in the underworld to beat the drum and sound the grievances.

After King Qin Guang returned to the palace from his tour, the first thing he assigned to the underworld was to investigate the three armies of Liu in the yang world.

Soon after the mission went out, it was confirmed that there was no discrepancy between the matter and the statement presented by Hua Gu.

He also asked the night parade to accompany him back to the temple to report and testify.

The night tour said to King Qin Guang, who was sitting on the top of the palace, that it was not a big mistake for a hunter to kill a female pheasant, but if he hunted in the spring, he would be a taboo, which was a great damage to yin virtue and was really unforgivable. What's more, after he hunted a female pheasant, causing 9 underage pheasants to starve to death due to the loss of their mother's care and feeding, this is the case, Liu Sanjun's major fault should be remembered, and at least some disasters should be sent to teach him a lesson.

King Qin Guang thought that the night tour was reasonable, and asked him, if Liu Sanjun did not restrain himself in this spring, continued to hunt wantonly with a shotgun, and did more than evil, what should he do?

The night parade said that if he committed it again, the king could punish him with death and live a long life.

King Qin Guang said that what the Divine Monarch said was exactly what he wanted.

He then ordered the night patrol to cooperate with the underworld to monitor the behavior of Liu Sanjun, and if he was found hunting again, his soul could be hooked and punished with death.

So, the Underworld and the Night Parade were dispatched. When I came to the door of the three armies of Yangjian Liu, it was evening.

After a while, they saw Liu Sanjun, who was drunk and armed with a shotgun, going out the back door and followed.

When Liu Sanjun walked to the fork in the road by the mountain, the night patrol threw off a long iron chain to trap his soul, handed him over to the underworld, and escorted him to the underworld.

Liu Sanjun, who had lost his soul, was unwell and groggy, and slowly went up the mountain into a forest, where he could not support his body and fell asleep under a soap tree.

When he woke up in the early hours of the morning, still dizzy and swollen, he found a piece of bird poop on the crosshair of the barrel of the long-pole shotgun, so he turned over and pulled a handful of leaves to wipe it off.

Just as he was stretching out his arm, he somehow tripped the trigger. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a cloud of sparks erupted, and a bullet caught in gunpowder shot into his chest. And just like that, he tragically fell under his own shotgun.

At this moment, Liu Sanjun's soul was being tried in the palace of King Qin Guang, he didn't know that his body had been killed by a bullet, and he screamed fiercely to go back.

When the underworld escorted him to the mirror platform more than a foot high to watch the image of his life's iniquity, he also saw the whole process of his death and the funeral scene where his body had been put into the coffin.

He also found that his wife, Cai Zhongsheng, was talking to a man about something, Cai Zhongsheng did not have a trace of sadness on his face, and he still had laugh lines. Only then did he believe that he was indeed dead, and he felt extremely lost and depressed.

7749 days later, Liu Sanjun, who was sent to the various temples to be tried, was escorted to the palace of the Wheel King because he had no other faults in his life and was slightly tortured in hell.

The Wheel King threw him a colorful pheasant feather, and as soon as he came out of the Wheel King's Palace, his bardo body was sent down to the mountain where he had hunted in his previous life, and he temporarily took refuge in a wild egg. Soon it was hatched by a pheasant woman and became a pheasant cub.

Once, when the pheasant was looking for a nest of pheasants in the woods, she suddenly noticed someone swaying outside the woods, and the pheasant woman alertly burrowed under the canopy, stretched out her wings, and hugged a few pheasants that followed her.

Suddenly, only a few meters away, there was a sudden crackling sound, and the frightened pheasant woman flapped her wings, got out of the thorn canopy, dropped a nest of pheasants, and flew into the mountains and forests far away.

A litter of pheasants that were also frightened could not take off because their wings did not grow stiff, and most of them were scurrying around in the woods.

Only Liu Sanjun's bardo body reincarnated pheasant cub did not escape, but walked around the thorn canopy, chirping in his mouth.

Its cry caught the attention of a woman in the cemetery over there, Cai Zhongsheng, the widow of Liu Sanjun, who was kneeling and kowtowing to the new grave where Liu Sanjun's body was buried under a mound.

The sound of the crackling horn just now was a thousand whips that she lit and fired.

At this moment, the air in the forest was still filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Cai Zhongsheng stood up, followed the sound and approached the thorn on the side of the tomb, and found a small pheasant standing motionless on a blade of grass, as if it didn't know how to be afraid of people.

When Cai Zhongsheng reached out to grab it, not only did it not run, but its furry head drilled straight into her palm, which made Cai Zhongsheng have a strange feeling, just like a child without a mother, young and ignorant, and even regarded the object he touched as his mother.

Cai Zhongsheng took pity on it because of this, took it home, grabbed a handful of rice and sprinkled it in front of it.

But the little pheasant is not a domestic chicken after all, and he doesn't eat the rice when he sees the white flowers.

So what do you eat? Cai Zhongsheng was a little annoyed.

At this time, a middle-aged man named Wu Zidan, who was introduced to her by the matchmaker a few days ago, was standing at the door with a bouquet of roses and did not come in.

I don't know how long he stood at the door, but Cai Zhongsheng turned his head and spat before he found him.

He glanced at the little pheasant and said to Cai Zhongsheng with a smile, this thing is quite interesting.

Cai Zhongsheng was a little excited when he saw his new boyfriend coming, so he had no intention of taking care of the little pheasant, and raised his head and replied, It's not interesting, it doesn't peck the rice, it's annoying to me.

As he spoke, he pointed to a chair and motioned for him to come into the room and sit down.

Wu Zidan did not sit down immediately, handed her a bouquet of roses and said, This expresses a wish of mine.

Middle-aged men are no more romantic than romantic young men, even if they love this woman, they don't spit out that word easily.

Seeing that Cai Zhongsheng took the rose, this is equivalent to a preliminary acceptance of him. Wu Zidan also felt that he was Cai Zhongsheng's person, so he thought about her or took the initiative to do it for her.

At this time, seeing that the little pheasant did not peck the rice on the ground, he told Cai Zhongsheng that the pheasant is not better than the domestic chicken, and generally does not peck the rice to eat, you have to catch insects for it to eat.

Cai Zhongsheng saw the little pheasant standing at her feet chirping, and said embarrassedly, where am I going to catch insects?

Wu Zidan volunteered and said, you take this pheasant, I will lead you to the wild to catch insects for it to eat, otherwise, it will starve to death.

This method is not bad, although he did not catch insects in the wild, but Wu Zidan can think, he glanced at a cow dung pile at the head of the village, and he knew it in his heart.

He broke a branch as a stick, squatted beside the cow dung heap and picked up the dung, and after only two or three strokes, worms such as shells crawled out of it.

Because it is a hard-shelled worm, it is sent to the mouth of the little pheasant, and it looks at it, but does not peck at it.

Cai Zhongsheng was a little anxious, and was about to break open the mouth of the little pheasant, wanting to forcibly stuff a hard-shell worm, Wu Zidan shook his hand and signaled her not to do that.

He then caught a few pink earthworms from under the dung layer.

As soon as the earthworms were caught, they curled up in a ball, as if they could defend themselves, but unexpectedly, they did not have a hard shell after all, and as soon as they were stuffed into Cai Zhongsheng's open palm, the little pheasant rolled his eyes, and his small pointed beak went out to peck and swallow the earthworm one by one.

Sometimes, two of them are pecked at once, one swallows the top half, and the other does not peck steadily, and rolls down from the side of the mouth.

The earthworm was originally curled up, but now it realized that it could not defend itself, so it immediately stretched out its slender body and scurried around the ground, hoping to find a gap to get into. But this improved and instinctive way of evasion was put into practice and terminated.

I saw the little pheasant looking down and pecking impartially at the pink earthworm that was running for his life.

The earthworm was still struggling desperately, its slender body was constantly writhing, and it clearly refused to enter the mouth of the little pheasant, and it knew that once it entered, it would die.

But the principle of natural selection, the principle of the jungle, the little earthworm can not help it, and it cannot resist, it is born as one of the most vulnerable links in the wild food chain, and it seems to be a delicacy prepared for its natural enemies. Despite its reluctance, it has no way to take charge of its own life.

At this time, the little pheasant Mali had swallowed the earthworm into the sac, and tilted his neck leisurely, as if he was afraid that the food that came in would leak out again.