Chapter 131: Disposition

Fu Jiao is fully prepared this time, no matter how cunning the birth ghost is, it will be difficult to escape.

She took out the prepared oil pot with a bundle of red rope in the air, and in the face of the hot oil, she was about to throw the birth ghost inside.

The birth ghost couldn't get away, and when he saw this posture, he knew that there was more than one bad luck, and he shouted again and again: "The master forgives his sins!" Forgiveness of sins! ”

"Do many evils and dare to forgive sins? See if I don't teach you to be in ashes! ”

Fu Jiao found out clearly, there have been as many as seven women who have been killed by birth ghosts in the capital recently, plus their poor unborn babies, there are fourteen innocent souls who died at her hands, and she still dares to forgive her sins at this time?

The frying pan rattled.

The birth ghost was frightened and shouted: "Superior and slow! ”

"Yes, wait."

Yan Ji licked her lips, "Why don't you eat it for me." ”

Fu Jiao picked up the fluttering labor ghost and asked, "Say, which way do you choose?" Swallowed by Yan Ji, or in the oil pot? ”

"I don't want to."

The birth ghost raised his head, revealing a plain and indifferent face, about thirty or so, and his lips were purple, which was completely different from the bloody ghost like Yan Ji.

A few tears flowed from her cloudy eyes, "Master, spare me, I have a hard ......"

"Oh? What's your problem? ”

Although Fu Jiao was asking her, she didn't let go of the red rope. The hot oil pot has not been removed, and it still shocks the birth victims.

The ghost of childbirth knew that he could not escape, and said resignedly: "Master, you should know that we ghosts have found substitutes in order to borrow other people's lifespan to reincarnate, and blindly harming people to the underworld is not good for us. The reason why I killed seven mothers and babies was because I was instructed to do this! ”

Zhao Hao was surprised.

He glanced at Fu Jiao and hurriedly asked, "What did that person tell you to do?" ”

Birth victims have been cornered these days.

She poured beans into a bamboo tube and gave an explanation, "The man took my child and forced me to kill ten mothers in a month, and make up enough for ten unborn babies. Three days ago, I went to Zhang's mansion and was supposed to collect the eighth infant spirit, but I was stopped by you, the master. ”

Fu Jiao never expected that the ghost with birth difficulties would be coerced behind it.

In these years, only the crooked ways of the evil sect with improper hearts will catch the baby spirit. The infant spirit is not born, the soul is pure, good and evil are all guided by people, and if you guide to good, you have the opportunity to cultivate into a bodhisattva child; To lead to evil, that would be a terrible existence of great sin. There are also people who will use infant spirits to refine magic weapons, all in all, it is not a good thing.

"Who's that man?"

The birth ghost said: "He lives on the 13th Street of the capital, it seems that his name is Zhou Fangjun, and he is a singer." ”

"Zhou Fangjun?!"

Fu Jiao and Zhao Hao spoke in unison.

The victim wondered, "You all know him?" ”

Zhao Hao shook his head, "Up and down in this capital, who doesn't know the pillars of the Chunxi class." He looked at Fu Jiao, "I don't know people and faces, but I don't know my heart, I didn't expect Zhou Fangjun to be this kind of person." On the surface, he sings and changes his face, but in private, he actually plays with evil magic. ”

The birth ghost has a handful of snot and tears.

She choked up and said: "Before I met Zhou Fangjun, I lived in a mass grave north of Tongzhou, and I never did evil with my children, and even the travelers passing by were never scared. But after Zhou Fangjun came, he took my child and forced me to catch ten baby spirits for him, otherwise my child's soul would be scattered. It doesn't matter if I live or die, my child was drowned in the river before he died, and I don't want him to be at peace when he dies. ”

For the sake of her own child, the labor victim had to take risks and do what she didn't want to do against her will.

"Now that my hands are covered in blood, I can't be reincarnated." The labor victim wiped his tears and looked at Fu Jiao like a life-saving straw, "Master, if you want to kill me, you can dispose of it, but please save my child, he is innocent." Now that he is still being held hostage by Zhou Fangjun, you must save him! ”

Her child's life is miserable.

Before her death, she married a non-human, and died in childbirth when she gave birth, and was thrown to a mass grave by her husband with a straw mat. The child followed her into a ghost, and did not have a good life, and wanted to honestly wait for the ghost to take him to the underworld, but waited for the vicious Zhou Fangjun.

Zhao Hao has seen Zhou Fangjun many times, and whenever there is a banquet in the palace, he will invite the Chunxi class to sing two songs.

I never thought that Zhou Fangjun looked gentle and gentle, but there was such a means behind it.

"Zhou Fangjun, why does he want ten infant spirits?"

Zhao Hao was puzzled.

"What about you?" Fu Jiao tugged at the red rope in her hand.

The birth ghost shook his head, tears rippling, "I don't know either." And...... And in my opinion, Zhou Fangjun himself doesn't know the Dao, and he has someone who understands the Dao behind him. ”

It's getting more and more confusing.

Zhao Hao slammed the wall angrily, "This week, Fangjun must be arrested and interrogated." At the feet of the Son of Heaven, he was so bold that he actually plotted people's lives to perform evil arts, which was intolerable to heaven. "His father is Fu Yin, and Zhao Hao still has a sense of justice, "I'm going to tell my father that Zhou Fangjun must be arrested." ”

Fu Jiao disagreed.

I'm afraid that I've been with Fu Rudi and Xue Zhongliu for a long time, and Fu Jiao always wants to arrest people to get evidence.

She asked, "The teacher is unknown, what reason do you have to arrest him?" ”

Could it be that it was a ghost who told him.

Zhao Hao snorted coldly, "What if it is said that it is a ghost who denounced it, the ten major tortures will be given to him again!" This kind of person is even harmed by women and children, and it is not an exaggeration to apply all kinds of criminal law and law again. ”

Fu Jiao was too lazy to talk to him.

Zhou Fangjun is certainly hateful, but the person who gave him the idea behind his back is even more vicious, and Fu Jiao doesn't want to let anyone go.

"Let me ask you, have you handed over all the seven infant spirits to Zhou Fangjun?"

The birth ghost said: "Not yet." ”

She plans to save up enough for ten and then exchange them for her own children.

"Hmm."

Fu Jiao touched her chin and began to think about a strategy.

Zhou Fangjun must have a reason for wanting the baby spirit, she plans to lurk in the shadows to see what Zhou Fangjun wants to do.

"Yan Ji, I'll leave this matter to you."

There are people who know magic behind Zhou Fangjun, and Yan Ji is profound, so it is not so easy to be discovered.

When Zhao Hao heard this, he asked Yan Ji to do something again, and asked with a sad face: "There won't be danger, right......?"

"Put 10,000 hearts."

Fu Jiao drew a spell on Yan Ji, if something happened to Yan Ji, she would be able to detect it as soon as possible. Besides, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get a tiger, and you will be as timid as Zhao Hao, and you won't be able to discover Zhou Fangjun's secret for a year and a half.

The birth ghost was caught, but the big stone in his heart fell to the ground.

She said, "The master is kind, my child will please you." ”

"If your child is really innocent, when he arrives in the underworld, he will naturally be reincarnated smoothly." Fu Jiao tightened the red rope, tied up the birth ghost, and stuffed it into a bottle, "Although you were coerced, you killed everyone with your own hands." Zhou Fangjun is the culprit, and you can't get out of it. ”

The birth victim obediently bowed his head: "It's all up to the master." ”