After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

Pei Si got the 500 taels of silver notes and put them carefully into the inner pocket of the front.

He has never taken so much money in his life.

He was in a hurry to go to the government to save people, and he walked very fast, carrying such a large amount of banknotes, and being extra careful, with a tense expression, he walked forward against the base of the wall.

Pei Sisheng is cautious by nature, and the most outrageous thing he has done is to take Ning Xingyuan home on his own initiative, but now he plans to go to the government to return the 500 taels of silver note to the restaurant owner, in exchange for Boss Pei's return home and future peaceful days.

Although Pei Wu broke his leg, as long as he and his parents are there, life can go on smoothly.

Standing at the majestic gate of the county government office, Pei Si lowered his head and nervously patted the dust on his clothes, kicked the mud on his shoes, and then bravely went up the steps.

"Your Excellency is busy with official business, so I don't have time to see you." The master said slowly with his eyelids drooping, and seeing his anxious expression, he said again: "Boss Pei injured someone, and he has to stay for at least a year according to the law. No matter how Liu Wanfang sues, it's useless for you to seek us, your lord will judge the case impartially and strictly, and will never show favoritism."

Liu Wanfang is the owner of Pei Wu's work. He owns several restaurants and is one of the richest businessmen in Shuangjing County.

Pei Si's voice was tense, "I'll return the money to him, can you let my father go?"

The master finally raised his eyelids to look at him, and smiled inexplicably, "Where did you get the money?"

Pei Si looked at him silently.

The master swung his sleeves and beat the ashes on the hem of his clothes, and took two steps forward. Pei Si hurriedly followed, but he turned around and put his fan on his shoulder, "Don't follow me, go and return the money to Liu Wanfang, he Agreed privately, you come again."

Pei Si cupped his hands at him, "Thank you, my lord."

"Well, let's go." The master waved his hand casually, and his steps forward seemed a bit hurried.

Pei Si walked out with the yamen servant, suddenly covered his stomach, and said with a pale face, "Brother Guancha, where is the toilet?"

The yamen servant stared impatiently, "You go out and—"

A scrap of silver was stuffed into the sleeve.

"Over there, don't run around! Come back quickly!"

"Thank you, thank you."

Pei Si quickly saw the master's back, and saw him hurried into a room.

There was no one around, Pei Si frowned, and walked around to the window at the back of the room.

"My lord, you are so good at predicting things! Then Pei Si really plans to return Boss Liu 500 taels of silver!" The master walked quickly to the table and said, "It seems that the rumors are true, and the immortal really left a lot of good things for his family." baby."

The county magistrate was a middle-aged man with straight eyebrows and eyes. Hearing the sound, he said, "It's your idea. If you didn't come up with a way to break Pei Wu's legs, it wouldn't be easy to try like this."

"Where is it?" The master smiled: "That Pei Wu's physique is so good that he insisted on holding it for seven or eight days, otherwise we would have tried it out... I sent someone to the pharmacy to ask about the medicine that Pei's family gave him to hang him They are all the best, plus more than a month's medicine money, at least it costs 800 taels, so that Pei Si can still come up with money to pay off the 500 taels of debt, Wan Fang is still less. "

"Okay, if it wasn't for Liu Wanfang being your brother-in-law, would this good thing have happened to him?" The county magistrate took a sip of tea, "Go and tell him, if Pei Si finds him and leaves him alone for a month, Ask him for 1000 taels."

"Hey, good." The master bowed and said, "Then Boss Pei?"

The county magistrate smiled lightly: "Throw it into the prison."

"Then... when shall we release him?" Master asked.

"There is no shortage of food for him in the prison." The county magistrate said calmly: "Besides, it is impossible to keep the fairy's treasure in a poor household like them. This officer is thinking of them."

"Yes, yes." The master refills tea for him.

"Let's talk about it after Pei Si has no other way to come to this official." The county magistrate waved his hand, "This is a poor country, and the tea has a petty air..."

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When Pei Si went back, he happened to catch up with Mrs. Pei Li who was walking back.

The village head sighed, and said to Pei Si: "Sir, you must not fall down, your family depends entirely on you."

Pei Li looked at him with swollen eyes, "Did you see your father? We were stopped outside, did you see your father?"

Pei Si shook his head.

Pei Lishi twitched his arm angrily, then hugged him and began to cry.

"Mom, let's go back and talk about it."

into the night.

The candles in the room were extinguished, and Pei Si sat alone on the steps, looking down at the wrinkled bank notes and the 500 taels of IOU in his hand.

He didn't notice the light that slowly brightened in the firewood room behind him.

Ning Buwei sat cross-legged on the hay, a small bench was placed in front of him, and on the bench was a bowl of rice noodles, a small plate of green vegetables and half a roast chicken.

Ning Xiu sat on his father's lap, holding his own little spoon, his eyes sparkling.

Even though Ning Buwei and Chu Jun repeatedly explained to him that eating here would be free and that it would not fit into his stomach at all, he still stubbornly wanted to finish his three meals a day.

"Must~" Ning Xiu clumsily scooped up a spoonful with a small spoon, sprinkled half of it, put it unsteadily in his mouth, licked half of it, and asked Ning Buwei politely: "Daddy~ Second-rate?"

"Thank you, I won't eat." Ning Buwei glanced at his small spoon in disgust.

"Mother?" Ning Xiu looked at Chu Jun again.

Chu Jun's attitude was better than Ning Buwei's, but he still rejected him.

Ning Xiu continued his efforts and looked at the strange Fang Wanchen, "Brother~ time?"

Fang Wanchen, who was leaning against the window with a gloomy expression, raised his head when he heard the sound, forced a smile and said, "Thank you, I'm not hungry."

He sighed, and corrected Ning Xiu seriously, "You should call me uncle, I'm your father's friend."

Ning Xiu licked the sticky corners of his mouth, and nodded obediently, "Susu~"

Fang Wanchen turned his eyes away from Pei Si who was outside, squatted down in front of the bench and touched Ning Xiu's little head, "Brother Chengfeng, will he hurt his body in this kind of illusion you are talking about?" not good?"

"It doesn't matter if you're by my side." Ning Buwei wiped the rice paste on Ning Xiu's body, and when he saw that he wanted to reach out to grab the roast chicken again, he tore a chicken leg for him to hold.

Ning Xiu hugged the big chicken leg, his eyes lit up, he bit it down, gnawed and gnawed for a long time and raised his head, but the chicken leg was bitten a little bit, and his face was covered with oil.

"Daddy~ I won't come~" Ning Xiu looked at Ning Buwei anxiously.

Ning Buwei picked it up and took a bite, "Isn't this edible?"

The fist-sized chicken leg lost more than half in an instant, hanging pitifully on the bone.

Ning Xiu looked at Ning Buwei enviously, and opened his mouth wide, "Ah—"

Ning Buwei stuffed him with a small piece of tender chicken, and Ning Xiu chewed it earnestly with his cheeks puffed out, eating with satisfaction.

Fang Wanchen looked at Ning Buwei hesitantly.

Ning Buwei said, "But it's okay to say."

"If... this is really the illusion of mass grievances you mentioned, is there a way to save them?" Fang Wanchen felt a cold gaze fall on him as soon as he finished speaking.

Ning Buwei was stunned for a moment, "These people have died hundreds of years ago, who are you saving?"

Fang Wanchen said: "According to your explanation, the reason why this place is so real is that there are many—— ghosts here, can they get relief?"

Just as Ning Buwei was about to speak, Chu Jun said coldly: "This illusion lasts for 500 years, and it can only be destroyed, not crossed."

Fang Wanchen choked.

Ning Buwei frowned and thought about it, "Actually—"

"We just need to know what happened." Chu Jun looked at Fang Wanchen, "You and them are not in the same world, and too much involvement will damage your own luck."

Chu Jun's words were also warning him not to meddle too much in Fang Wanchen's affairs.

Ning Buwei fell silent in a rare way.

Fang Wanchen and the others followed Pei Si all the time, witnessed all his experiences, and his heart was full of resentment and injustice. Hearing what Chu Jun said, he shook his head and said: "The county magistrate did evil with the master and Liu Wanfang, hurting the people and harming the people. People, but no one upholds justice for Pei Si. Even though it has been hundreds of years, but let us see what happened in Yuquan Village that year, it must be these souls who want us to be fair! Even if it is bad luck, I will No hesitation!"

Ning Buwei frowned, "There are a lot of unfair things in this world, can you handle it?"

"One thing counts. As long as I meet it, I should do my best." Fang Wanchen looked at Ning Buwei, "I just want to have a clear conscience."

Ning Buwei seldom meets people like Fang Wanchen, but it's understandable when he thinks about it - when he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he vowed to kill demons and help the common people to join the Chongzheng League.

Fang Wanchen is about the same age as that idiot Feng Zizhang, even though their experiences are vastly different, they can miraculously be "stupid" together.

Chu Jun said coldly: "Your living souls are scattered here as sacrifices, and you can get rid of the resentful soul. Can you get rid of it?"

Fang Wanchen was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"Take your life for their rest." Chu Jun's voice became colder.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ning Buwei stood up, "There is no way for this illusion of group resentment—"

"I am willing." Fang Wanchen said suddenly.

"You want to be a fart." Ning Buwei interrupted him angrily, and finally stopped being pleasant to him, "Do you know who they were before they were alive? Do you now know how the village was burned? Or do you know how?" In exchange for your life?"

"You care so much about the world, why don't you think about your parents and other relatives?"

Fang Wanchen was speechless for a moment.

Ning Buwei stood up, glanced at Chu Jun, "I'm going out to catch my breath."

Ning Xiu hugged the chicken bone and wanted to follow, but he couldn't even touch his father's sleeve, and turned his head to look at the shiny roast chicken on the plate, and after careful consideration, he walked back to the bench by himself.

After eating first, let's play with Daddy~

Fang Wanchen came back to his senses, and looked at Chu Jun with some embarrassment, "Brother Chu, is Brother Chengfeng angry?"

Chu Jun said indifferently: "No, he just doesn't like to hear other people mention it."

Fang Wanchen was puzzled, "Don't like it?"

"He once had an elder brother who practiced the Dao of the Common People."