The person this weasel spirit is talking about, Zhang Muliu has roughly guessed it. I didn't like that person very much since I was a child, and today I met the spirit he ignited in a daze, and Zhang Muliu had a feeling of being used as a chess piece.

The weasel turned the original appearance of a middle-aged Taoist priest into a little boy in a gray Taoist robe. After that, Huang Qi smiled awkwardly: "I actually looked like this originally, and I didn't grow up." In order to scare those little mice, he became middle-aged, and he felt more fairy-like. ”

Zhang Muliu thought for a moment, squinted his eyes and said, "I'll give you a chance, why did he let you wait for me here?"

The weasel said with a bitter face: "He won't let me say it!"

Just seeing that Zhang Muliu was still squinting and smiling, the weasel trembled for a while, and finally sat on the ground with his butt and muttered: "Great Immortal! It's not that I didn't do what I promised you, it's really that the little demon is dying!"

The young man in the green shirt still smiled and didn't speak, but his eyes had narrowed into a slit.

The weasel hurriedly said, "He told me that I would wait until you were free again, provided that I had to think of something to keep you from going to that noodle pool." ”

Zhang Muliu smiled faintly, this little weasel has not lived for three hundred years in vain! It's just that it doesn't know that the old man doesn't have such a good heart.

People who can become the great officials of the Song Kingdom by writing novels, the heart is secondary, and the mouth that is not heavy is the most frightening.

And with the faint blood relationship of several generations, Zhang Muliu didn't believe that this grandfather, who had always been mercenary, was willing to help him. The eldest son of the third brother of the grandmother's father was panicked when he heard it.

Zhang Muliu was most impressed by this grandfather, except for the ten New Year's money, that is, the pair of lame legs, but whenever he came to Xiaozhushan, he had to live in his father's pharmacy for half a year, and he had to be carried on his back wherever he went.

When it comes to pretending garlic, Zhang Muliu can't compare to his hometown.

Zhang Muliu put one hand on the shoulder of the weasel spirit monster who looked like a Taoist child, and smiled very happily.

What doesn't look good, you have to be similar to that real person. I can't fuck him, I can't cure you?

This Huang Daxian is about to cry, how can he look like he is going to beat someone? The old-timer said that waiting for a young man with a weird yin and yang spirit is really powerful, and he is really a young man who is holding back a bad idea. It's just that you can't beat it, what else can you do?

It's just that Zhang Muliu didn't embarrass him, but asked: "There is a fool in Jisha Town, who has caused a murder lawsuit, have you gone to him to ask for that piece of land?

The boy smiled and pointed at the young man's right arm, who let go of his hand, and the weasel fell straight to the ground. After thinking about it, he still didn't dare to roll his eyes, but said lightly: "Then how can I not know, I went to ask for land to save his life, who knew that he was so shafted, and he was unwilling to give it to me." If you want to talk about the cause and effect, it is more nonsense. ”

Zhang Muliu cast a look, and this Huang Daxian Ma Yu'er spoke: "It's that this family is too rich, which has provoked the county officials to hold a grudge." The county magistrate found a little monk who knew some spells and put a spell on the fool who was still in the womb, so the fool is the fool. As for the later murder and raiding of the house, it was the harvest that the county lord had been planning for 20 years. Tell me, who raided the house and demolished the house?"

"Where's the?" asked Zhang Muliu.

The weasel said slowly: "The nonsense is that the stupid boy is not stupid after entering the cell, and the county master also died somehow, and all the property obtained from the robbery is gone." So until now, that fool is still in prison, and ......"

Before he finished speaking, the black-hearted young man grabbed the weasel by the shoulder again and disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already not far from the entrance of the county yamen.

Zhang Muliu smiled and said, "And what, let's go on!." ”

The weasel couldn't hold back after all, rolled his eyes and continued: "And after that, I don't know what's going on, people will die at the entrance of this county yamen every three or five times, and even several of them have been killed by his mother's crazy kicking of donkeys." It's only been a few years, and there have been several county officials in a row, and none of them can get out of the way. It seems that a few days ago, a young county master was appointed, and he was the leader of this Yu country. ”

Yu is a large country in the south of Zhanbuzhou, and this county seat is an extremely remote place, called Cao County. There is a three-point water in the name, in fact, there is a Cangsheng River running through a county, but there is no shortage of water.

Zhang Muliu took a few steps forward, with some doubts in his heart. In this world, all the public gates sit in the north and face south, especially the yamen in charge of a place, there has never been an exception, but this county government has its back to the south, so it is strange that nothing happens.

Sitting in the south and facing north, you must not generate yang energy, of course, there will be continuous accidents. Why is it difficult for people with official bodies to be approached by dirty things? When the country was founded, the lord of a country had to go to the heavens, and only then would there be that vague luck, and the eight classics were stamped with the holy decree of the jade seal, and the people who were enshrined would also have some luck in the dark, and ordinary ghosts and monsters would not dare to get close at all, and the same was true for the yamen.

Weasel has lived for three hundred years, and he is not a fool, so he naturally knows what Zhang Muliu is thinking. So he leaned over and laughed: "Originally, it was also to the south, but the county lord who designed the fool changed the portal." ”

Zhang Muliu smiled: "It was the idea of the so-called spell monk, right?"

The weasel nodded, and was about to say something more, when the young man in the green shirt suddenly turned into a young Taoist priest, holding a fortune-telling banner with red letters on a blue background. Two lines of large characters on the book:

"Calculate the heavens and the earth, calculate the longevity of the immortals; ”

The weasel tugged at the corners of his mouth for no reason, because he already sensed what this guy wanted to do.

Sure enough, this guy conjured up a set of sword boxes out of nowhere, which contained a "magic weapon" made of half a tael in ancient times, tied with red thread to form a short sword, and a peachwood sword with a red sword spike hanging down.

The Huang Xian'er sighed, and went over to carry the sword box behind him.

You can guess with your tail what this black-hearted young man wants to do. I said, "That lame fairy, why are you trying to make me?" Isn't it good to let me be a weasel who eats and waits until I die, and steals a chicken from time to time? Look at this now, I don't know what the meat tastes like every day as a vegetarian every day. I have to accompany this guy to pretend to be garlic, how can I say that I am also an "old man" who has lived for 300 years, I really can't pull this face.

Zhang Muliu squinted and said, "Can't you pull down your face?"

The weasel was frightened, and he scolded in his heart without holding back: "You can hear the damn if you don't say it?"

I saw that the young man holding a fortune-telling banner sneered again: "You can hear it if you don't say it." ”

This Wong Tai Sin sat on the ground and lamented, "Either you will beat me to death, or you will not tease me." I've lived for three hundred years, and I'm an old man according to the age of your human race, so I can't help you to be so cynical. ”

Zhang Muliu smiled again and said, "Then have you ever thought about how old I am? I must be younger than you?"

The weasel pouted and said, "If you can pass thirty, I will have your surname." ”

Zhang Muliu said lightly: "I don't want such a son, it's just that ah, I am indeed much older than you, and I am three thousand years old." ”

The weasel snorted coldly, and didn't care whether Zhang Muliu could hear his heart, but said in his heart: "I believe you are a ghost!"

Zhang Muliu no longer paid attention to this spirit who was as bold as a wolf, but also as timid as a mouse, turned his head and walked straight to the gate of the county office, and the weasel who almost had the surname Zhang had to hang his head and follow.

Walking to the gate of the county office, Zhang Muliu, who was dressed as a Taoist priest, walked around there, sighing. A little Taoist boy always stood ten steps away with his head bowed. Weasel is really ashamed!

After wandering for half an hour, the two officials, one fat and one thin, standing in front of the door, finally became impatient.

The fat servant said angrily: "When are you going to turn around, you crazy Taoist? ”

The thin official softened his words and said slowly: "This Taoist, we don't count hexagrams or ghosts at the entrance of our yamen, if you want to find a place to eat, find a different place." ”

The young Taoist priest didn't laugh angrily when he heard this, he didn't look at the two of them, but just looked up at the four big characters of the Caoxian County Office written on the plaque, and the sound was constant.

Now even the thin servant was annoyed.

"I said, you Taoist priest, why are you young to do badly? What is the meaning of swaggering and cheating? This is the county government of Caoxian County, you can take a good look at it, don't wait for a while, after you are beaten with a powerful stick, you can't even figure out why you are beaten. ”

Zhang Muliu shouted with a straight face: "You don't know that the mortal people are coming to a catastrophe, and you dare to talk wildly about the poor Daokou here? If it weren't for the compassion of people in my cultivation, what does it matter to me whether you live or die?"

The fat servant was extremely angry, and it seemed that this young Taoist priest would not give up without a few sticks. Just wanted to teach this Taoist priest a lesson, a young man ran out of the ya, and it looked like he should be the scholar of the county lord or something.

The scholar came out and asked the two officials, "The adults are reading books, how can you make the adults calm down when you are noisy?"

The thin servant said helplessly: "I don't know where a Taoist priest came, it doesn't mean that we are in a catastrophe, and we refuse to leave, and we have no choice." ”

At this time, I heard the young man dressed as a Taoist priest shouting in a loud voice: "You adults are going to be in a great disaster, if it were not for my help, he would not have lived for three days!"

One sentence shouted that the weasel spirit behind almost ran away, it was really embarrassing. You are a senior master, is it interesting to learn from others?

The scholar at the door snorted coldly and said angrily: "Where did the mad Taoist come from? What are you talking nonsense about? My family is only twenty-four years old, how can I live for less than three days? Why are you two stunned? Knock this crazy Taoist away for me!"

Hearing this, the fat servant rushed to Zhang Muliu's side, stared at the young Taoist priest and sneered: "You crazy person who deceives people and doesn't pick places, aren't you immortals? I want to see if the legendary gods are so godly!"

As he spoke, he pushed Zhang Muliu to his shoulder, and with a gentle push, the young Taoist priest flew up suddenly, and after turning his head in the air for more than ten times, he fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and trembling.

The passers-by at the gate of the yamen began to stop and watch one by one, and the thin official stepped forward a few steps, and said helplessly: "What are you doing? Just drive away, how can you beat people away all at once?"

The fat servant was confused, and said in his heart, when did I cultivate such a miraculous skill? Obviously, I didn't use any strength, how could I fly in and fall backwards like acrobatics? He was also very helpless, and whispered to the thin servant: "I said I didn't use my strength, do you believe it?"

The thin servant smiled and nodded.

The hardest thing is the weasel. What that person made him do, he really couldn't do. It's just that there's no way! A wooden sword behind his back showed a trace of killing intent, and he Huang Daxian didn't dare not do it.

So he saw the little Taoist boy rushing over in a few steps, kneeling beside the young Taoist priest and crying loudly, the voice was very loud.

"What's wrong with you, brother, you're dying so miserably!"

As soon as the young scholar heard that the man was dead, he turned around and ran in. The fat servant was dumbfounded, he turned his head to look at the thin servant, and said softly: "No, right? I really touched it lightly, how could I die? Is he made of tofu brains and fart?"

The thin servant ignored the fat man on the side, and walked forward a few steps to probe the Taoist priest's snort, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and gently pushed the young Taoist priest, and wanted to say goodbye to him. Who knew that under this push, the young Taoist priest actually moved straight out along the ground for more than ten zhang, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The weasel really didn't have a face to look at, ran over with his eyes closed and cried. The thin officer turned his head to look at the fat officer, with a puzzled expression. And the fat official also spread his hands, as if to say: "Look at it, I really didn't use my strength when I said it, you just don't believe it." We can't run away now. ”

At this time, a young man in white walked out of the door and scolded boldly. The thin servant stepped forward with a bitter face and said, "My lord, we are really just a gentle push, this guy is pretending, and he wants to blackmail us." ”

The county lord frowned and said, "You tricked people into running to the yamen?"

As he spoke, he walked quickly towards Zhang Muliu, stepped forward and probed his nose first, and only breathed a sigh of relief after finding that this Taoist priest still had breath. Then he put his hand on Zhang Muliu's wrist again, and after a while, he suddenly let go and looked back at the two officials, his face sinking like water.

"You two guys, do you want to take off your official uniforms? How can you be so bold! This Taoist priest is obviously seriously injured, and you still say that it is just a gentle push, do you think you are immortals?"

The fat servant muttered, "My lord, you are wrong, that one is the fairy." ”

The young county lord shouted angrily: "Shut up! Someone will first put them in prison and detain, and then deal with them after rescuing this Taoist chief." ”

The two officials, one fat and one thin, smiled bitterly at each other, and if they couldn't detect any more taste at this point, it would be really stupid. It's clear that we made the fairy who loves to pretend to be garlic angry. It's just that the county lord is a scholar, and the reader is a dead brain, and he won't believe it when he says it. Since he didn't kill the two of them, he could only wait for this fairy old man to lose his anger.

A group of servants came and shackled the two of them and dragged them to the prison. In addition, a few officials lifted Zhang Muliu to the back, and the young county commander seemed to know a lot of medical skills, and planned to treat this Taoist priest himself.

And the weasel, still crying, had to tell the young county magistrate what Zhang Muliu had just taught him.

The young county magistrate naturally comforted this little Taoist boy and asked about the specific situation by the way. And the weasel just said: "We came from a trip to the south, and my senior brother took me all the way here, and when I saw that you were facing a strange direction at the entrance of the yamen, I used my magic to deduce it, and then I learned that you were in great trouble, and you only had three days to live." After a lot of deferral, I exhausted my senior brother's mana, otherwise how could those two people hurt my senior brother. ”

The young county magistrate came from the capital, and naturally knew that the methods of monks in the world were endless, and what Xiao Daotong said was reasonable. It's just that to say that he won't live for three days is a bit too alarmist.

So he smiled and wanted to lead the little Taoist boy to the yamen, who knew that the little Taoist boy said: "When we went down the mountain, the master told me that we must not enter the yamen, otherwise a great disaster will come." ”

No matter what you say, this little Taoist boy refused to enter the yamen, and in the end, there was really no way, so he let the Taoist boy wait in front of the door.

In fact, where is the disaster that enters the yamen, but he does not dare to enter the county yamen. No matter how wrong the direction is, it is also the place of the official family, protected by the national fortune. For example, a demon like a weasel is not happy when you go in.

The fat official of Fang Cai is called Yu Yu, and his name hardly matches people. The thin servant is called Li Wucai, called Wucai, but he has a few catties of ink in his abdomen.

The two were taken to a prison and locked up with the man from Jisha Town, who had become not stupid after the catastrophe.

That fool actually has a name, called Twilight. But over the years, I've been used to calling people stupid, even if I'm not stupid anymore, I'm still a little unaccustomed to being called by my real name.

I was sitting in the prison cell at dusk today, but two newcomers came outside, and when I got closer, I found that everyone knew each other very well.

When the house was raided, Yu Yu and Li Wucai did not go. Later, those officials had accidents, but these two people were alive and well, but they had always been guarding the door, and they couldn't do anything else.

But any normal person will suspect these two officials who are not present. At that time, the county magistrate and the officials of all classes had all died in the past few years, and only these two people were still alive.

I can't complain that others suspect that the whereabouts of the gold and silver treasures are unknown, and the people involved are all dead, except for the two people who are not present, no matter how you look at it, they are the most suspicious. Successive magistrates have investigated the two of them openly and secretly, but there is no evidence after checking and checking. But I didn't dare to use it, so I could only put it at the door and act as a gatekeeper.

Dusk never doubted the two men, according to himself, how he believed him.

So today, when I saw that two officials who took good care of me also came, and the handcuffs and anklets were readily available, I was a little sad. He smiled bitterly and said, "I said two big brothers, what's the situation? Is it because you've been an official for too long and you're tired of it?" Want to change your livelihood?"

The thin servant scolded and scolded: "Little Wang Ba Lizi, get out of the way for me, are you not happy that Lao Tzu and the two of you are coming to accompany you?"

The fat official also smiled and said, "Since you fool has become not stupid, I always feel that something is wrong, otherwise how about you go back stupidly?"

Dusk rolled her eyes and said helplessly, "What the hell is going on?"

The thin servant sighed, told the truth about what happened just now, and made Dusk laugh and said: "It is said that Jisha Town is getting poorer and poorer because I offended the immortals, and if this Cao County is getting worse and worse, will it be blamed on the two of you and offend the immortals?"

The two down-and-out officials scolded and scolded non-stop.

On the other side of the county office, Zhang Muliu was lying motionless on the bed in Taoist costume, and on the side was Liu Zhiyun, the young magistrate of the county.

Liu Zhiyun sat quietly for a while and then said with a smile: "Senior, stop playing, the two of them have offended you, and I will put them in prison, you should laugh angrily, right?"

Seeing that Zhang Muliu did not reply, Liu Zhiyun continued: "On the question of the direction of the yamen, I have already revised the book and asked the prefect to ask the yamen, and I will be able to rebuild it when it is approved." As for the words that a catastrophe will come and death is certain in three days, to be honest, I don't believe it. ”

Zhang Muliu opened his eyes and smiled: "Do you really think I'm blaming those two stupid guys?"

Liu Zhiyun looked puzzled, and Zhang Muliu continued: "How many years have you been in prison at dusk, have you ever thought about clearing his grievances?

The young magistrate took a big step back, folded his hands and bowed deeply. said: "Since the seniors intend to overturn the case, Liu Zhiyun dared to ask the seniors to help settle the water and soil." ”

Zhang Muliu nodded with a smile, and then said, "Would you doubt those two?"

Liu Zhiyun smiled: "Of course I would have doubted it at first, but it was the two of them who were the first to suspect." It's just that I slowly found out later that the two of them were just a small trick behind the scenes. So in fact, I believe the two of them the most. ”

I still don't like to wear Taoist clothes, and I always feel awkward. It's also to blame this Liu Zhixian for having a good brain, and he can guess what he wants to do. So Zhang Muliu followed Chu Xiaodan's appearance and transformed into a cyan Confucian shirt with the same style.

He smiled and said to Liu Zhiyun: "So you took advantage of my fuss to lock them up with that fool, right? Also, if I guessed correctly, he and the two of them have taken the most care of fools over the years, so it will increase your suspicions." ”

Liu Zhiyun sighed when he heard this, and said softly: "At the earliest, they wanted to find clues on Dusk to solve the case, and the truth would be revealed before they could wash themselves." Later, it may be that after getting close and getting along with each other over time, Lao Yu and Lao Li became friends with Dusk, and often sent some food and things to eat, especially Lao Li, who sent books to the prison. ”

In fact, Liu Zhiyun didn't know, and he suspected that it was not only the people who were with Li Wucai, that is, the magistrate who they had changed over the years. No one in the later bureaucrats would doubt these two men.

Dusk is right, it feels.

Right and wrong depend on feelings, that's useless. But the good and evil in people's hearts can sometimes really be felt.

......

There is a ferry port in the northwest of Zhanbu Island, which is called Moving Mountain Ferry. It is an interchange ferry between two continents.

A woman dressed in red with a little girl stood at the ferry and looked south, as if there was someone in the south who she would miss very much.

Zhang Zao giggled non-stop, leaned over and said crisply: "Mother is ashamed, it's only been a long time, you miss your father." ”

Li Qiushui rubbed the little girl's head and said with a smile: "You ghost girl don't want him?"