The ghost hooked

Hearing this, Xiaobao was the most shocked. If Lin Cai's words are correct, then his father is the real murderer behind the murder of his mother!

But the Taoist shook his head and said, "No, if the ghost guard didn't hook the wrong soul, then this person is either Yuan Qingrong, or he is possessed by someone else's soul."

"What do you mean by that?" asked the coward.

"I did some calculations just now. It stands to reason that if he is really Yuan Qingrong, he would have died of illness seven years ago," the Taoist said.

The coward floated to the ground, approached Yuan Qingrong for a closer look, frowned and said, "This is indeed Yuan Qingrong!"

Although the ghost's words could not be heard by everyone, the Taoist priest's words could not be heard more clearly.

Taifu Jin looked at his son-in-law who was lying on the ground, and asked doubtfully, "What do you mean by that?"

At this moment, everyone realized that the servant of the Ministry of Punishment quickly gave the little official a wink. The little official stepped forward to help Yuan Qingrong up, and sat down against a wall. He breathed out and said, "He's still alive."

Now it is no longer a question of whether to live or not, Xue Baigui said to Lin Fanghua who was at the side: "Uncle, do you still recognize Yuan Qingrong?"

Suddenly being called uncle by the county king, Lin Fanghua panicked immediately, and hearing his question again, Lin Fanghua said helplessly under the eyes of everyone: "I haven't seen him for eight years, so I don't know for sure, but I just look at him." look like."

Taifu Jin heard the conversation here and asked, "Who is this?"

"In Xiazhu County, Lin Fanghua and his sister-in-law Lin Fangfei were Yuan Qingrong's wife, and they have a son, Lin Yu." As he spoke, he glanced at Xiaobao who was beside him.

Taifu Jin looked at the sudden appearance of the two who were full of lawsuits. He had never heard that Yuan Qingrong was married, so he couldn't help asking: "You say so, do you have evidence?"

When Lin Fanghua planned to come to Beijing, he just wanted to ask Yuan Qingrong for an explanation, so he didn't make any preparations. Only then did he realize that the empty words were Yuan Qingrong's lies, and he didn't bother.

At this time, Xue Baichuan took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and said: "Here is a certificate from County Magistrate Shen, which is Yuan Qingrong and Lin Fangfei's registration in the government office when they got married, and there is the official seal of County Magistrate Shen on it. Please take a look at Mrs. Jin."

After receiving the thin sheet of paper, Mrs. Jin felt that the paper weighed a thousand catties, and the words on the paper seemed to be jumping, and they couldn't even form a sentence.

He has been an official for dozens of years, and he is not a scheming person. He didn't expect to find out that he was cheated by a young man today. Taifu Jin tightly clutched the paper in his hand, and his suppressed anger made his breath follow. messed up.

After all, there are still daughters and grandchildren in the family, so there is still room for change in concealing the remarriage. Taifu Jin closed his eyes and said, "I don't know where his original spouse is now?"

"Teacher Jin," Xiaobao told Xue Baigui about the conversation between man and ghost, while Xue Baigui said, "Although Yuan Qingrong's original wife is no longer here, this is no longer a matter of abandoning his wife and son. Yuan Qingrong is already dead, and this person is a fake."

"If you have no evidence, your words will be bloody." Naturally, Taifu Jin would not be scared back by his two words.

"If the Grand Tutor doesn't believe it, we can come to have a night trial of the little devil by Lord Yan." Xue Baigui looked at the people in the room, then at Yuan Qingrong who was unconscious at the side, and said with a bow: "Teacher Jin, this person's identity is doubtful." , I will continue to investigate no matter what, it will always take time to investigate old things.

"He has already abandoned his wife, which shows that his character is not good. Even if you can protect him for a while today, you will still have doubts in your heart. Why don't you play a play with me? If he really has a clear conscience and can stand the test , you can also rest assured that I will prove his innocence for him when the time comes."

That piece of paper had already made Taifu Jin suspicious, and after listening to his words now, Taifu Jin also hesitated in his heart.

So what if he can keep him this time, a person who dares to deceive himself, if one day he is gone in the future, he may not necessarily do something, and now this bet is imperative.

Jin Taifu squinted his eyes and said: "If he is really innocent, then I will ask the general and the county king to speak kindly in front of His Majesty."

"of course."

Now that the unification has been reached, several people will divide the work separately. Jin Taifu will go back to the palace with Pang Gonggong to ask the holy will, and Xue Baichuan and the others will prepare manpower and direct the Minister of Criminal Affairs to arrange the prison.

In the middle of the night, the sky was dark, without a trace of starlight, and there were only a few torches for lighting in the dungeon, burning slowly.

Yuan Qingrong, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes. He had been possessed by a ghost for several days, and his body was very weak. He opened his eyes a few times before he could barely see the situation in front of him.

When he saw a person lying ten feet away, Yuan Qingrong was startled. He sat up and wanted to go over to check the situation, but he felt the chain on his wrist after a quick movement.

Before he could figure out the situation, a voice of a gavel suddenly sounded from behind, and a voice said: "Who is under the hall? Report your name!"

Turning his head slowly, Yuan Qingrong's eyes widened when he saw clearly the person sitting in the upper position.

The man had a blue complexion, thick eyebrows, and a beard. The dim yellow light on the table was really frightening.

"You, who are you?" Yuan Qingrong asked.

"What are you, I am King Qin Guang, who is in charge of the First Palace of the Underworld!" King Qin Guang shouted: "Who is under the hall, hurry up and report your name!"

"Hell?" Yuan Qingrong obviously didn't want to understand, he asked: "You mean I'm dead?"

"Bold!" At this time, Black and White Wuchang flashed from the corner of the dark room, and Bai Wuchang said: "All souls need to enter the underworld and be judged. Now that you have arrived here, why don't you hurry up and tell your life clearly, and wait for Qin Guangwang After the trial, it is good to enter the path of reincarnation."

Although his hands and feet were a bit cold, Yuan Qingrong looked down at the white clothes on his body, then raised his hands to touch his face and body, they were obviously hot!He panicked: "Impossible, my body is still hot, I am not dead!"

Hei Wuchang walked a foot away, kicked the person lying on the ground, and the person's face turned to this side, and it looked like "Yuan Qingrong".

Hei Wuchang said: "You just died a quarter of an hour ago, this is your body."

Looking at the face that looked exactly like him in his own clothes, Yuan Qingrong sat back down again, and said in a low voice, "I, I am really dead."

"Life and death are fate. The time of your death has already been written in the book of life and death. How can you be allowed to live for a while longer." King Qin Guang said: "Don't talk too much, hurry up and tell your life in detail, and enter the world early. Reincarnation."

After a while, Yuan Qingrong said: "My servant, Yuan Qingrong, people from the county..."

"He lied!" At this time, a man in white appeared outside the prison. The man in white looked very similar to Yuan Qingrong. no!"

The appearance of this person startled Yuan Qingrong. He pointed at the person with trembling fingers and said, "You, you, you are." When he was about to say the name, he swallowed the words again, shook his head, and said : "Impossible, you can't be that person."

"You killed me, and you took everything from me!" the man in white said again.

When Yuan Qingrong heard this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart settled down, he no longer cared about what the man in white said, and talked about his life again.

At this time, several white-clothed men appeared outside the sky prison, both men and women, and they all shouted excitedly: "He is not Yuan Qingrong, he is the one who killed us, Lord Yan, he should go into the frying pan, he should be killed!" Go into the sea of ​​fire!"

When Yuan Qingrong looked back at these people again, he was puzzled, he didn't know any of them.

King Qin Guang knocked on the gavel and shouted: "What the hell is outside, making such a noise, please report your name!"

"Yuan Qingrong from Xiazhu County came to the underworld eight years ago..."

"My concubine is Yuan Qingrong's first wife, Lin Fangfei, who was killed by this fake Yuan Qingrong seven years ago..."

"Small county-by-county Lin Cai..."

……

All the souls outside the prison testified that Yuan Qingrong in the prison had murdered them, but Yuan Qingrong in the prison naturally refused to admit it. He spoke convincingly that these people were not killed by him.

His wife died seven years ago, and he remarried six years ago, and he has never lost his wife.

Seeing that he didn't recognize him, the ghosts naturally refused to give up, and this square inch of the place was very lively.

King Qin Guang got angry and smashed the exclamation wood in his hand with one palm. After a little embarrassment, he straightened his expression and said seriously: "Although this king knows it well, the wicked will naturally be punished. Come here!" ! On the oil pan."

As soon as King Qin Guang's voice fell, two ghost messengers set up a fire and carried a large pot of boiling oil onto the fire.

Bai Wuchang said: "This oil pan is corpse oil collected by the underworld. The temperature is extremely high, and it is blessed with magical powers. Kind people who tell the truth will not be damaged at all when entering it." He glanced at Yuan Qingrong again, with a ferocious expression on his face. Said: "If a villain who tells lies enters it, his skin will be torn apart by the scalding oil, and the pain will penetrate to the bone marrow."

"Since both of you say that you are Yuan Qingrong, let's go into this frying pan one by one and have a try!" King Qin Guang said.

The two ghosts outside made a mistake, and pushed the first man in white into the oil pan. The boiling oil in the oil pan seemed to sense the approach of a ghost, and the boiling became more intense. The bubbles burst and collapsed everywhere yes.

A group of people looked at the man in white who was put into the frying pan. He sat in the frying pan, his face remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, obviously he was not tortured by the roasting.

King Qin Guang asked, "How?"

A ghost messenger stepped forward to check and said, "Go back to King Qin Guang, this person has not suffered any harm."

"En." Nodding his head, King Qin Guang signaled the impermanence of black and white, and said, "Put this Yuan Qingrong in too."

The man in white came out of the frying pan, most of his clothes were shiny with oil, and when illuminated by the fire, they turned yellow and shiny, as if they were going to burn at any moment.

Here Yuan Qingrong was escorted to the side of the pot by Black and White Wuchang. He looked at the yellowish reddish fire below and the hot oil tumbling on top, shivering and retreating, shaking his head, obviously not wanting to go in.

How could the impermanence of black and white make him get what he wanted, the two of them set him up and threw him into the pot.

"I'm not Yuan Qingrong, I'm telling the truth, don't let me go into the frying pan!" "Yuan Qingrong" who got wet finally cried out, begging for mercy.