Du Xiong went to Peking for more than half a month, returned to Liuyin City, saw his tailor shop closed, he was puzzled, walked into the clothing store and asked the eldest sister, she was busy trying on clothes for a customer, no time to speak, only nodded to Du Xiong hastily, after the customer who tried on clothes left, she looked at Du Xiong who was still on a cane and said: Alas, what do you gain from a trip to Beiping?

If you don't talk about it, you won't get anything. When Du Xiong replied, he looked depressed and tired, and he asked with a strong spirit: Do you know, where did Liu Li go? Why is my tailor shop closed? Of course, the eldest sister understood, she smiled mysteriously and said, "How do I know where your lover has gone?" You didn't give her to me before you left. If you want to say that your store has been closed for a few days, it seems that it was closed the day after you left, and it has not been opened until now.

Du Xiongzheng was wondering, the eldest sister stood at the door of the store and pointed out: Isn't your lover here? Du Xiong turned around and looked out, a woman with golden hair carrying a brown leather bag appeared in front of the store, he simply didn't know it, his eyes didn't dare to look firmly, the woman had a tall nose, a fair face, and slender eyelashes, not like his own woman at all. Just as he was hesitating, the woman looked at him and exclaimed in surprise: Du Xiong, have you gone to Beiping?

went. Du Xiong listened to the familiar voice and was sure that she was his woman, so he continued: If you go, you will go in vain.

Yes! Aren't you going to have surgery? Liu Li looked at the old appearance of his cane and seemed disappointed.

These words seemed to poke Du Xiong's sore spot, he walked out of the store with a cane, and said repeatedly: Don't talk about it, don't talk about it. He changed the conversation again: Liu Li, I've been away from home for so long, why did you close the door of the tailor shop? Liu Li approached him and lowered her voice: Husband, do you feel that I have changed? Du Xiong smelled the smell of fat powder on her body, and his eyes wandered over her, as if he wanted to detect something with his heart. Liu Li said again: I'm all for you.

For me what? Du Xiong asked inexplicably.

Liu Li approached the tailor shop, took out the key from her purse and stabbed the lock to open the door, and there was a musty smell from inside. Du Xiong entered the tailor shop and continued to ask: For me, what?

Husband, I think so, you go to Peking not so much for surgery, but for plastic surgery, your image is good, if the problems on your feet are corrected, you will become a bodybuilder. In order to be worthy of you and not lose your image, I went to the beauty salon the day after you went to Beiping......

Don't say it, don't say it. Du Xiong still looked depressed when he spoke.

Who knew that you ran to Peking for nothing? Liu Li still said firmly.

Don't say it, okay? Du Xiong knocked his cane heavily on the floor, and he counted himself down, saying that not only could he not perform surgery, but also was pitted by the mage in the White Horse Temple. Liu Li was very nervous by his low mood, and when she saw him scolding the mage indiscriminately, the terrifying appearance made her dare not interject.

At this time, the Yin in the City God Temple in Liuyin City passed here, heard him angrily scold the Master in the White Horse Temple in Beiping, was surprised, returned to the City God Temple, and reported this to the City God, this City God had received incense in the White Horse Temple in Beiping, I heard that the cripple Du Xiong was so rude, a little uneven, in the end the Master in the White Horse Temple offended him is unknown, but it can be guessed that the Master is a cultivator, the heart is like water, quiet and indifferent, and it is impossible to have any conflict with the laity.

Of course, after all, there is a reason, Chenghuang wanted to figure things out, and immediately asked Yin Cha to bring a divine horse, he rode up, a whip, the divine horse jumped up, soared through the clouds, and arrived at the gate of the White Horse Temple in Beiping with only a cup of tea.

When the two door gods saw him, they bowed their hands together: the little god was polite. Chenghuang also returned the salute, and then jumped off the divine horse, and was about to speak, when the door god Jia preemptively said: May I ask Chenghuang, what is the matter with coming all the way here?

Nothing else. Cheng Huang waved his horsewhip lightly and asked, "Is there a lame grass man named Du Xiong in our area who has ever been to the White Horse Temple?"

Precisely. Door God B said. Door Shenjia asked: What's wrong with him?

Did the grass people enter the White Horse Temple and have a conflict with the mages in the temple? Chenghuang asked, guessing.

No. The door god laughed, and then told the subtleties of Du Xiong's misconduct in the temple and how they used the spell to make his stomach ache. Chenghuang said: Du Xiong is a mortal with the naked eye, how do you know that you are teaching him, but you think that the mage is rectifying him. I understood this, and the Master also helped him and gave him guidance on the maze, but he was obsessed and obsessed. Okay, I'll go back and teach him a lesson.

Door God B came up and said: Forget it! Out of sight, out of ear, don't care, even if the mage who has been abused doesn't hear it in person, even if he knows, he will be tolerant. Let him create his own business and reap his own retribution.

Chenghuang said: This is the ostomy industry, and the retribution in the next life will generate muteness.

Time flies, and before I know it, decades have passed, and one day in the winter of this year, the snow is falling and the sky is white. At that time, he was 64 years old, bedridden by hemoptysis in his lungs, and was in a coma. The city god said to the envoy: Since the soul has been taken, why not let him die quickly?

He still has 4 hours to live, and he is scheduled to lose his breath at the end of the day. Hook replied with 4 fingers.

The heavy tinkling iron chain did not lock Du Xiong's hands and feet, but put it around his neck, and when the hook pulled him in, he shouted along the road: I don't want to die, I don't want to die, let me go, let me go. The envoy teased: Have you heard of it? The king of Hades told you to die at the time of Yin, and you should not want to steal your life until the time of the Emperor. If you want to scream, I'll sew your mouth with iron and copper thread right away. Du Xiong didn't scream again, his tears flowed, and he reluctantly walked behind the hook with a cane.

At this time, Chenghuang instructed the temple messenger to hold tea and send people to examine Du Xiong's various sins during his lifetime. The envoy took a sip of tea and said: Thank you for your hard work, hurry up and prepare this sin soul case file, 4 hours later, Du Xiong died in the Yang world, and I escorted his spirit body to the palace of King Qin Guang for trial.

In the house of the Chenghuang Temple, Du Xiong did not cooperate with the interrogator's examination, he didn't know what to ask, he lowered his head, and the arraignator grabbed his hair and lifted it upward, he screamed in pain, his eyes blinked and he still didn't speak. It's really a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.

The arraignator slapped the notebook on the table and said angrily: This guy is too servile, and if he doesn't send you to the evil mirror platform to see your bad deeds flashing out one after another, you will not admit it.

Du Xiong had heard of any evil mirror platform, but he guessed that it must have been impossible to go, and he went to a place that was not good for him.

I saw him holding his head in his hands, for fear that the arraignator would pull his hair again. He sighed and said, "The world often says that people die like a lamp goes out, and it seems that it is the human body that is extinguished, but the human spirit cannot be extinguished!"