Zichuan Su Province.

Su Xiuwen, who lives here, was the first emperor to know that he was a five-grade official, and the state capital where he was located privately increased taxes, and after the court learned about it, he beheaded several officials, Su Xiuwen was the least responsible, but he also confiscated all his family property, resigned and lost his office.

However, this skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and there is no place for the imperial court to seize the property after all, and someone comes to check, so there is naturally room for operation, so the mansion is still retained in Zichuan, a lot of property, so that Su Xiuwen is a rich man at home, enjoying flowers and walking birds on weekdays, and collecting some antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and living a very leisurely life.

Today's weather is very hot, Su Xiuwen has not gone out, and when it was evening, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of food under the service of the maids, drank a few glasses of wine, smoked his children when he was idle, and then scolded the mother-in-law at home, look at his younger brother Su Xiuwu, among the many maids, he chose a good eyebrow, good looks, and has not yet opened his face, and he is ready to end today's boring life.

At this time, as long as you are a maid in a big family, you can hardly escape being touched by the master's family, and all the maidservants inside and outside the courtyard also abound, like Su Xiuwen is not a special case.

"Master, it's not good. ”

Lying on the bed, his eyes squinted, and when he was not asleep, Su Xiuwen was woken up by the noisy sound outside, and when he opened his eyes, he was naturally furious, and asked the housekeeper outside what was the matter.

"That little ding, yours, it's not smoking. ”

The butler shouted outside.

"What?"

Su Xiuwen immediately came to his senses, hurriedly put on his clothes and went outside.

Not long ago, someone dug out two porcelain vases and a small tripod in the north of Zichuan City, this porcelain vase and a small tripod are supernatural treasures, like the two porcelain vases, one of which will become moist when it is cloudy, and become dry when it is blue, and the other porcelain vase can record the calendar.

Not only that, but if these two small bottles are filled with water and the flowers are raised in them, the flowers will bloom and fall in them, and they will naturally bear fruit, just like the flowers and trees that usually grow on the trees.

Originally, these two porcelain vases were in the hands of Zichuan Xiaolian Yuan Xuansi and Zhang Xiucai, but Su Xiuwen bought these two back at a great price, and only the tripod dug out of the well fell into Sun Hai's house in Qingzhou, so that Su Xiuwen wasted many means to get it.

If this small tripod is placed on the tabletop and water is added, the water in the small tripod will naturally produce white smoke, and reach out to touch the water, the water is slightly hot, after the baby is taken home, Su Xiuwen has always been placed in the hall, as long as there are people at home, Su Xiuwen will take people to take a look, and the white smoke rising in the tripod is like silver and illusory, making Su Xiuwen double his face.

Therefore, this thing, Su Xiuwen is also very precious, and he takes care of it every day, for fear that this Xiaoding will be a little wrong.

Su Xiuwen walked with the wind, and when he came to the hall, the lights in the hall brought by the wind pressure swayed, and then Su Xiuwen came to the front of Xiaoding, and looked down, only to see that there was no white smoke rising in Xiaoding, and he reached out to touch the water inside, and felt that the water temperature inside was as usual, and there was no hot feeling in the past.

"Who did it?"

Su Xiuwen shouted loudly, this must have been broken by a servant who is not long-sighted.

Hearing Su Xiuwen shouting here, the servants hurriedly knelt down, Su Xiuwen looked around the audience with cold eyes, and saw a person standing solemnly, but he was also frightened and pale.

"Who are you?"

Su Xiuwen looked at this servant with a very strange expression.

"Sun Hai. ”

Thus did the servant answer.

"Sun Hai?"

Su Xiuwen felt that this name was very unfamiliar, so he asked his housekeeper, and after the housekeeper heard this name, he felt that he should have heard of this name, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and looking at Sun Hai's face, it seemed quite familiar.

"This tripod is mine. ”

Sun Hai stretched out his hand and pointed at Ding, his words were stiff, and he mentioned Su Xiuwen.

"Fart!"

When Su Xiuwen heard this, he immediately scolded: "This Ding is Lao Tzu!" snatched something and grabbed him Su Xiuwen's head, it was like eating the bear's heart and leopard's gall!

After scolding this, the butler on the side was already pale, crawled to the door, and stretched out his hand to push the door, but he felt that the wooden door was closed strictly, and it was difficult for him to push it even if he tried his best.

"What are you running?"

Su Xiuwen watched his housekeeper crawl to the side to open the door like this, and was immediately dissatisfied, and scolded: "Look at your bad look, what are you afraid of?"

The housekeeper leaned his back against the door, looked at Sun Hai, who had opened his mouth several times behind Su Xiuwen's back, intending to bite Su Xiuwen, and said tremblingly: "He, he is the original owner of this Xiaoding." ”

The original owner?

Su Xiuwen glanced back at Sun Hai, only to see that Sun Hai was still with a dull face and dark eyes, and then turned back to the housekeeper and asked, "Didn't I hear that he died of illness not long after he was released from prison?"

The housekeeper nodded again and again and said, "It's done...... I saw with my own eyes the ...... he was buried in."

Why is it still in front of him after being grounded?

This sentence was just about to be spoken, but looking at the butler's pale face and trembling body, suddenly a coolness came from his heart, making his whole scalp cold, and the hairs on his body exploded for a while, and Su Xiuwen seemed to have a trace of deadly chill behind him.

The two hands were placed on Su Xiuwen's head and neck, and this alone made Su Xiuwen feel that his neck was like being bound by a silkworm cocoon, and he was powerless to resist up and down, and then he felt that blood gushed out of his throat, and his whole head gradually turned around, looking at Sun Hai's face, and then it was turned again, and after several consecutive laps, Su Xiuwen's head fell off.

After killing Su Xiuwen, Sun Hai took two sips on Su Xiuwen's neck, walked in front of the housekeeper, and with a poof, sprayed the blood on the housekeeper's face, and broke through the window paper with all his strength, and the housekeeper fainted directly after vomiting.

At this time, Su Yang was sitting in the inn, looking at everything outside, and a man stood silently beside Su Yang, this person was wearing a red round-necked robe, it was the local city god in Zichuan, and when he noticed that there were ghosts harming people here, he immediately brought people over, wanting to arrest this unjust soul, but was stopped by Su Yang here.

"The robber of wealth will be punished, and the murderer will be punished, this is a matter of course. ”

Su Yang said to Chenghuang.

A person like Su Xiuwen, relying on the power in his own hands, easily overturned a family, let the victims swallow their voices, and the victims wept blood, and he sat at home with dignity, using the bone marrow of others to provide for himself, such a character, Su Yang would not let him continue to create evil in the world.

"Sun Hai is not the first person he killed, why don't you move him at all?"

Su Yang questioned Chenghuang Dao.

Chenghuang stood behind Su Yang, drenched in cold sweat, without saying a word, the unjust souls who died in Zichuan in the past two days directly entered the underworld, so that he, the city god, felt that something was wrong, and it was expected that there were great supernatural powers lurking in the city.

A Yama order has already stated the identity of this person.

The person who is the fifth hall lord Yama Luo Ling is the former acting Yama of the fifth hall, and he is the son-in-law of the Wheel Palace, although he has no priesthood in the Netherworld Mansion, he has a good relationship with the Ten Palaces Yama, and the Guan Sheng Emperor is also extremely favored by this person, how can he afford to provoke such a person?

Whatever you scold, just take it aside!

"The speaker mourns, and the listener deaf. ”

Su Yang looked at Chenghuang and said, "As the god of one party, you are not just a mud that only eats incense, why are you so indifferent to the grievances of the people?

Sweat was pouring down his forehead.

"Sun Hai said that he was framed by the scoundrel horse boy, you have to investigate, even if his life is not over, he should not die here, but also give him vigilance and vigilance, cut the blessing and eliminate the Lu, this obvious disaster, the punishment of the underworld, let him repay the evil in the world. ”

Su Yang simply told Chenghuang his request.

used to be a city god full-time, Su Yang knew the divine power of the city god, and giving him an order at this time was not considered to let him do things beyond the divine authority.

Hearing this, Chenghuang hurriedly arranged to go down.

After a night of turmoil, the sky was about to dawn, and the horse boy who was sleeping at home was caught by two people in a daze, and walked outside, only to see that the sky was cold and misty, and the street was deserted, and the two poor men grabbed him until he reached the stall, and stretched out his hand to push him to the hanging half of the pork.

The horse child does not know what is going on at this time, only feels the body squeezed, and then enters the pork, the whole person and the pork become one, after a while, there are people who buy meat on the street, the horse child is in the pork, the butcher cuts a knife, the horse child will be in pain for a while, and meet some fat and thin, but also be cut by the knife and keep stopping, so that the horse child in the pork pain unbearable, but also unable to scream.

It was cut until the hour, the horse child got out of the stall, walked along the road to the house, in the middle of the road, saw a person glaring at him, behind that person, is the Su Mansion Su master, the housekeeper two people hung their heads.

The horse boy was anxious to go home, but he didn't touch his head, and he didn't touch the mold, and he didn't go home until he got up from the bed.

"Horse Kid ......"

The old man of the neighbor's house came back from the vendor with pork and shouted to the horse child: "Master Su is dead, will you go?"

"Shut up!"

The horse boy shouted to the old man next door: "You buy a pork to pick fat and thin, and it is crooked, and it is to add two taels, and it is to get fat, and it is to chop into meat foam, endlessly, you are not annoyed!"

It was this old man next door who made him suffer a lot.

"Huh?"

The old man next door was stunned, and shouted through the wall, "How do you know?"

"How do I know?"

The horse child shouted angrily: "I am the pig that hangs!" Early in the morning, he was tortured by Ling Chi, and now in retrospect, he still feels trembling all over his body, and when he looks back, he thinks of the old man Su and the housekeeper he met on the road, and suddenly the horse child feels chills all over his body on a hot day......

The one who glared at him angrily was the one he had falsely accused, and he was hung in pork, could it be the punishment of the demons and gods?

ps: The story of the horse child is to talk about the people of Yi. Supplemental updates.