I have a book of salvation

A joke is a joke.

After listening to the indignant narrations of these body collectors, Yu Chen probably knew what was going on.

Not hard to guess.

It's nothing more than that someone used his name as a judge to kill people.

And the "judge" appearance that the corpse collector said was seen by the neighbors on Huanqing Street in Fuze City was probably what the other party wanted to see on purpose.

Otherwise, according to his style of slaughtering a family of more than ten dogs without letting go, there should not be any so-called "witnesses" left behind.

If you have killed more than ten people, do you still care about killing one more?

I guess that guy just showed off his appearance on purpose and wanted to slam the shit basin into Yu Chen's head!

Immediately afterwards, on the Wanjia Mausoleum, more than a dozen body collectors were busy talking for an hour, and finally buried these corpses.

At the same time, Yu Chen also noticed.

Perhaps the other party wanted to imitate him more closely, so he deliberately cut off the heads of Mr. Zheng and his relatives.

——These corpses have a dense circle of stitches around their necks, and it looks like they should have been sewn together by corpse stitchers.

More than a dozen corpse collectors filled the soil and set up monuments. Finally, they said hello to Yu Chen and went down the mountain.

And Yu Chen also returned to the house, bringing with him seven or eight shadowy ghosts.

As soon as he sat on the bed, those ghosts were standing in front of him, their faces full of pain and resentment.

Yu Chen opened the Book of Human Beings and took it in completely with the golden light shining brightly.

There was a revolving lantern, and then he started running.

Let’s talk about this Mr. Zheng, whose real name is Zheng Xiang.

Those who were in the shipping business in the early years were also shady people. Although they did not seek wealth or harm, they were no different from the profiteers in the market today.

In short, in the early years, I made a lot of money and had a lot of money.

But in middle age, the child suddenly drowned in the river.

Only then did Mr. Zheng finally wake up.

I think I have earned too much money over the years, and I am being punished by God!

So for the rest of my life, I was charitable and kind to others, and helped many poor people and refugees in the market.

Don't tell me, maybe there is such a theory in the dark. Master Zheng doesn't do business. After he became a good man, his wife gave birth to two fat boys. They were healthy and fat. , no problem.

When Master Zheng saw this, he became even more pious and did good deeds.

From this, he gained a good reputation!

This is the background.

Later, just last night.

problem occurs.

Mr. Zheng is sleeping soundly!

I was caught in the yard without knowing it.

When I opened my eyes and saw it, I suddenly woke up!

More than a dozen members of his family were arrested and kneeled on the ground.

Mr. Zheng immediately realized that something was wrong and he had met a bad person!

I just wanted to call for help!

But he found that there was nothing on his body, but he couldn't speak or move, so he knelt straight on the ground.

Master Zheng was well-informed and immediately realized that this was probably the body-fixing technique of the Qi Master.

——Others in his family also said the same thing.

Then, two men in black robes came out, one tall and one short, both in their thirties. The halo of their bodies flashed, which made Master Zheng sure that they were people who had refined Qi and entered Taoism.

The two men lifted Mr. Zheng's oral restraint, but warned him that if he dared to shout, they would be killed immediately.

Then he asked where the money was.

Mr. Zheng knew that money must be spent with life, so he told all the hiding places of wealth in one breath.

I just want to keep him and his family alive.

The two Qi masters followed Master Zheng's instructions and walked into the underground secret room, took out all the treasures and put them into a small bag.

But what Master Zheng didn't expect was that these two vicious criminals had no intention of leaving anyone alive.

Look at the scimitars in their hands hanging down, you will see blood!

Mr. Zheng begged and threatened, saying that robbing wealth was okay, but if they killed someone, the Supervisor would definitely not let them go!

But the two men seemed to have been prepared. They took out a pair of black and white opera robes and a judge's face mask and put them on. After saying "there is a scapegoat", they killed more than ten members of their family in front of Mr. Zheng. Clean!

Heads rolled to the ground one after another, and Mr. Zheng was so stunned!

Finally, it was his turn.

My neck felt cold and I lost consciousness!

But this man is dead.

But the obsession with resentment and hatred could not go away.

——We were sleeping well at home, surrounded by children and grandchildren, and enjoying our family life. Suddenly, two people broke in and slaughtered the whole house!

Who can swallow this resentment?

Master Zheng is naturally the same.

And his relatives who lost their heads inexplicably without saying a word were equally angry and hateful!

Then they turned into seven or eight ghosts and followed their corpses.

As a result, several similar obsessions gathered together and turned into a last wish.

【Sixth Grade Spiritual Wishes】

[Disaster coming from the sky]

[Time limit: ten days]

[There will be a reward at the end of the matter]

Yu Chen also understood.

It turns out that if several people have the same last wish, they will become one thread like the hemp rope instead of being listed separately.

But right now, he didn't have time to care about that.

In my heart, I am holding my breath and cannot express my displeasure!

Although, Yu Chen himself didn't care much about the opinions of the Jinling government and the people in the city.

Regardless of praise or criticism, as long as you have a clear conscience, you don't care about any opinions of others.

But this doesn't mean that anyone can put a shit basin on his head!

"Tsk, how brave!"

Yu Chen sighed in admiration and stepped back from the illusion of revolving lantern.

So happy.

I didn’t want to sleep anymore, so I packed up and walked into the night.

He didn't know those two villains.

But since the other party "likes" the Ghost Judge so much, I have to let them see it with their own eyes.

——Just use their lives.

at the same time.

Department of Supervision.

Yang Qingfeng raised his head with difficulty from being buried under a pile of intelligence files.

He had a delusion.

It seems that since returning from the Weishui River, I have never had any leisure!

No, I just finished the case of the obscene demon at the end of the month, wrote the file, and am going to take two days off.

Something happened again!

On Huanqing Street in Fuze City, the 18 members of the Zheng family and two dogs were slaughtered completely!

During the day, the government conducted an autopsy and found that there were traces of the body-fixing technique on the body of the deceased, so the case was naturally handed over to the Bureau of Prisons.

A family of eighteen and two dogs were beheaded cleanly and without any sloppiness.

All the gold, silver and jewelry of the Zheng family were also missing. It was initially estimated that the murder was for money.

Originally, Huanqing Street was not Yang Qingfeng's place, and if something went wrong, it wouldn't be his turn.

But unfortunately, according to the testimonies of the neighbors on Huanqing Street, it was a murderer wearing a black and white opera robe and a judge's face mask.

——The Judge of Ghosts and Gods.

In the entire Prison Division, Yang Qingfeng was the only deacon who had actually seen that guy.

So the job naturally fell to him.

After learning about this case, Yang Qingfeng also frowned.

Judge?

Does that guy look like someone who does this kind of thing?

The figure who killed the obscene demon at the end of the month appeared in his mind, and his eyes narrowed.

Then, I read the case file.

The doubts in my heart are getting stronger and stronger.

——Others don’t know it, but he knows it clearly. Although the ghost judge likes to chop off people’s heads, the wounds of the guys who died in his hands have traces that seem to have been burned by high temperatures.

The obscene demon Qi Zhengxiu was like this, and so were the three Qi warriors.

At that time, the Bureau of Prisons concluded that this should be some kind of magical power that was unique to the judge, or that the judge was holding some kind of high-temperature sword-like instrument.

But in the case of the Zheng family, although the murderer deliberately cut off the victim's head, the incision was smooth and neat, which was different from the judge's hand.

——Of course, it may be that the judge deliberately confuses the truth. No one can say for sure until the murderer is actually caught.

However, this discovery, coupled with the fact that Yang Qingfeng didn't think that guy would do such a thing... made the newly promoted second-class deacon think that this case might not be that simple.

His train of thought was not like that of the Supervisor, who kept looking for the ghost judge, but instead focused on the case itself.

——I don’t care if you are some kind of ghost judge, but if you robbed money, you have to sell it, right?

Excessive gold, silver and jewelry are of little use to Qi alchemists. They must be exchanged for spiritual baht before they can be used as much as possible.

So, check!

I checked it all day long!

Check all the Taoist temples, Wansheng Tower, and all the places where you can illegally exchange spiritual baht!

——This kind of business of exchanging gold and silver for spiritual baht is not allowed on the surface, but the imperial court also knows that there are too many Qi practitioners who are not affiliated with the imperial court, and it is better to block it than to open it up. Therefore, some small-scale "black market exchanges", Just turn a blind eye.

But even so, where can it be redeemed, and which Taoist temples are doing this secretly, but the court is very clear!

Yang Qingfeng's strength is naturally not enough to threaten these soul dealers who have huge figures behind them, but he has an identity!

Deacon of the Prison Department, is that enough?

not enough?

good!

Is that enough for Si Ming’s nephew?

Those black market spirit baht dealers peed their pants when they heard Yang Wei's name.

Regardless of the ironclad rules of secrecy in the black market, he hurriedly pulled out the list of those who would exchange soul baht for the day.

Only then did the pile of files almost engulf Yang Qingfeng.

After a night of investigation, he finally found the suspicious target.

Two guys, in just one day, exchanged spiritual baht from dozens of spiritual baht dealers in Jinling.

——It’s not too much each time to attract attention, but when added up, it’s a huge amount of money.

And these two people are still the kind of casual cultivators. The files are written as abandoned disciples of Houtu Temple. They are in extremely poor condition. Where did they get so much gold and silver?

A horse will not be fat without night grass, and a man will not be rich without windfall!

That’s it!

Holding the files of the two people he found from a pile of files, Yang Qingfeng rubbed his sleepy head, picked up his sword, led the people, and went out!

Go catch someone!

At the same time, on the streets late at night, after midnight, there were many fewer people.

In the dim streets, a thin figure stepped on the wind and snow, wandering towards the same direction as Yang Qingfeng's destination.

Come get some monthly tickets, brothers!