Merchant of the Underworld

I looked at Li Mazi dumbfounded: "Hello, Li Mazi, we meet again."

Li Mazi was furious and glared at me: "I'm sorry, I went to the wrong place..."

After saying that, Li Mazi turned around and prepared to leave.

But it’s so easy for someone to come and embolden me, so how can I let it go so easily? So he took three steps at a time to catch up and grabbed Li Mazi: "You went to the right place. Yin Xinyue asked you to come, right?"

Li Mazi's donkey eyes widened and he cursed: "You two actually worked together to plot against me!"

I smiled and said, "Don't be shameless. If you want to leave, leave now. If you are not afraid that Yin Xinyue will ignore you for the rest of her life."

Under my coercion and inducement, Li Mazi could only look at me hatefully and stay.

It turned out that Yin Xinyue called Li Mazi and asked him to come here, saying that she wanted to give him a surprise. For such a wretched guy like Li Mazi, he naturally thought about the bad side and rushed over immediately...

Li Mazi asked me what the case was about, but I didn't hold back and told him everything.

After listening to this, Li Mazi frowned and said that since the executioner in the painting was so powerful, wouldn't it mean that we would die if we stayed here?

I said don't worry! Even if we can't solve it tonight, our lives will not be in danger.

Li Mazi asked me curiously, why did the executioner in that painting come out to kill people? I explained that this is actually a kind of yin object, and our profession often calls it the ‘fairy in the painting’.

In fact, many characters in ancient paintings will slowly absorb popularity and regain their original thinking and personality after being in contact with people for a long time, making them think that they are not dead yet and will still do the same things they did in life.

For example, executioners still carry out executions.

And the judge will still pronounce the prisoner guilty!

Li Mazi was frightened by my two words and asked me quickly, will the executioner kill us too?

I smiled and said I already told you that we two would be fine. After saying that, I took out the props I prepared during the day and threw them to Li Mazi.

Those are two sets of Tang Dynasty official uniforms of the fourth rank that I collected.

It was Yin Xinyue who found it from the company. They had used it before when they filmed Tang Dynasty costume dramas, and the degree of restoration was very high.

My idea is that Li Mazi and I pretended to be officials in ancient paintings. No matter how bloodthirsty the executioner was, he would not dare to attack the imperial official in the painting, right?

Li Mazi was still a little worried, but now that the matter had reached this point, it was useless to be afraid.

Li Mazi and I smeared the whole body with ink. This is more realistic, as if we really stepped out of the painting, and will not arouse the executioner's suspicion.

Afterwards, he put on his official uniform and sat on the ground, staring at the painting.

Li Mazi asked me what will happen next? Tell him in advance so that he can be mentally prepared.

I smiled and told Li Mazi that the executioner in the painting might come down with a knife later. Our main purpose is to find out why the executioner kills innocent people?

Since he can manifest his spirit, it means that when he died, he must not have been willing to accept it!

Li Mazi nodded with fear on his face.

I saw Li Mazi shivering nervously, so I patted him on the shoulder helplessly and told him that this was not okay. Since he wanted to pretend to be a judge, he had to show the momentum that a judge should have!

If we are exposed later, we will be in trouble...

Li Mazi glanced at me and said, can you punch me? I asked him in confusion why he wanted to be beaten? Li Mazi said that he only has momentum when he is angry.

This was a rare good thing, so I slapped Li Mazi without saying a word. Li Mazi was immediately angry, and his fierce expression looked more like a judge's.

I also try to think angry things in my mind to make myself look more majestic!

When I thought about it, I couldn't help but think of my dead father and grandfather.

When I thought that the two of them might have been killed by some organization, I couldn't help but feel angry, and my momentum naturally increased a bit.

It seems that Li Mazi’s method is really effective!

It was surprisingly quiet tonight, not even a bird chirping. Li Mazi and I were the only ones left on the entire third floor, and there was a painting. The lights were not turned on in the room because it would affect the 'fairy in the painting'.

The blood stains in the room have been cleaned up, and the body has been transported to the morgue, but I can vaguely smell the faint smell of blood. This smell reminded me of the scene where the deceased's head was severed but still crawling on the ground, and I got goosebumps unconsciously.

Li Mazi's momentum didn't last long before he was broken by a stream of urine that he was holding back. His face turned red from holding it in, and he didn't dare to go to the toilet alone, so he had to drag me along.

After we came back from peeing, we continued to sit on the chairs, facing the ancient painting!

As time went by, I gradually discovered that the ancient paintings were starting to move. At first, a strange evil wind blew up, causing the painting to make a clattering sound. Then, a pair of blood-red eyes gradually began to appear on the painting!

Those eyes opened wider and wider, emitting a little red light, staring at us like that.

I don't know why these eyes are glowing? This made me even more panicked.

At this moment, there were more and more pale red lights on the painting, until finally, it covered all the characters in the painting. The judge, executioner, onlookers, and even the prisoner who was kneeling on the ground about to be executed.

Everyone's body was red, as if they were soaked in a pool of blood.

I could clearly see blood dripping from the scroll, which was thrilling.

Li Mazi couldn't sit still anymore, and moved to my side in fear, and stayed close to me...

In the midst of this suffering, we finally waited for the "fairy in the painting" action. But seeing that the executioner seemed to be alive, he slashed the prisoner's neck with the big knife in his hand.

Very quickly, almost in the blink of an eye, the prisoner's head moved, and then rolled down from the painting to the ground at our feet.

Strangely enough, the moment my head rolled to our feet, I noticed that the scene around me was changing rapidly.

The world turned into monotonous black and white. At this moment, I was sitting on the trial table. The executioner in front of me was panting and looking at the prisoner's body, and the crowd onlookers let out a sigh.

My heart skipped a beat. This result was beyond my expectation. I didn’t expect that I would travel to the world in the painting!

However, in the world of paintings, I am the judge, so I am very safe.

After the executioner completed the execution, the crowd held a moment of silence, and some even secretly wiped away tears. It seemed that the prisoner died unjustly.

The executioner was sweating profusely and looked at the corpse, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

I watched carefully without moving. I knew there must be a story behind this executioner. I had to dig out his story!

Suddenly, the executioner ran up to me and knelt down with a grunt: "Sir, I don't want to continue doing this business! I just want to go home to farm and live in peace."

I took a deep breath, and just when I didn't know how to answer, a sentence popped out of my mouth uncontrollably: "Your hands are stained with blood. If you don't do this, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"The prince is a good man." The executioner suddenly started to cry loudly: "You deserve to die, I let the prince die without his body intact. My hands are sorry for the Tang Dynasty, so let him stay!"

After saying that, the executioner swung his knife and chopped off one of his hands.

The scene immediately became chaotic, and the people watching shouted loudly, shouting that the prince was innocent.

Blood splashed far away, staining my official uniform red. I was startled, stood up immediately, and shouted out uncontrollably again: "Bold slave, you dare to disturb the order of the law field, you are going to rebel!"

"You are such a dog official. Not only did you kill me, the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, but you also worked for the Demon Queen. Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven and kill you to pay homage to the Crown Prince's soul!"

As he said that, the executioner used his only remaining arm to grab the ghost-head knife and strike at me.

I was taken aback and stepped back, trying to avoid the executioner's attack.

But the executioner was too ferocious and very fast, and he actually slashed my arm with his knife!

In an instant, my arm was completely broken and blood spurted out. I was stunned. This scene exceeded my expectations. I didn’t expect that the executioner would dare to kill the imperial official...

It seemed that even though I was so well prepared, it was still unsafe.

I subconsciously wanted to hide, and at the same time shouted at the soldiers around me to catch the rebels!