I'm afraid you'll be widowed

The night slowly covered the sky in Nancheng.

Today is not very clear, so at this time, the clouds cover the moon, making the streets of Nancheng even more gloomy and gloomy.

Pei Gong, who was initially indifferent to Ding Youde, suddenly changed his temper for some reason.

The dusk had just turned dark, and Pei Gong hurriedly asked his subordinate Xiao Qi to find someone, and urged Ding Youde, who hadn't eaten dinner, to go out.

Xiao Qi was out of breath, turned around and was about to go out: "Ding Sizheng, I found you, we have to hurry to Nancheng."

"Pei Baihu said that he wanted to investigate the clues overnight, and he couldn't do it without you, so he had to invite you on a special trip."

Ding Youde, who had just resigned triumphantly, was still in a daze at this moment, and he hadn't even finished reading the case file.

But Dali Temple assisted in the investigation, but he couldn't directly reject Pei Gong's message, so he hurriedly changed his clothes and set off following the message.

At that time, Nancheng Fangsi was closed and the gates of the city were tightly closed.

The icy cold wind hits people directly without any shelter on the empty streets, like knocking on people's foreheads, which makes people feel a dull pain.

Ding Youde was slandering Pei Gong as soon as he thought about it, and he was still calling it unlucky in private.

Seeing Pei Gong, he quickly restrained his expression, and only dared to laugh with embarrassment: "Pei Baihu."

"It's night, why are we still here in Nancheng?"

Pei Gong still looked lukewarm, just sneered and asked: "Ding Sizheng hasn't read the case file yet?"

"After I went back and thought about it, we are dealing with a ghost case, so naturally we have to come to Nancheng at night."

"The ghost shadow patrolling the city is causing a lot of trouble. If we didn't come here at night, how could we catch the ghost?"

Ding Youde couldn't help curling his lips secretly when he heard these inconsequential remarks.

He stroked the cold sweat on his forehead, although he complained a lot in his heart, he had no choice but to say yes on his face.

He frowned again, and changed the topic: "But Pei Baihu, this ghost patrolling the city is just a rumor, and none of us have ever seen what that ghost looks like."

Ding Youde understood it emotionally and reasoned: "It's a bit strange for a group of officials to hang out on the street for no reason."

"What's more, Pei Baihu is very brave and brave. If you stand in Nancheng, even real ghosts should be intimidated and restrained, let alone those who pretend to be ghosts?"

"I think we should come here during the day tomorrow and find some people to ask. It would be more reliable."

Pei Gong looked sideways at Ding Youde's complimenting expression, and smiled for no reason.

Contrary to his aloofness just now, he patted Ding Youde's hand lightly and seemingly familiarly.

"Brother Ding, this statement is wrong. I deliberately postponed the investigation until tomorrow after seeing you in the afternoon. Later, I thought it was my fault. We are all doing errands, how can we be so extravagant? "

"The superiors are anxious to wait for the result of this errand. If it is urgent, we must not delay."

Ding Youde was dumb.

These words are indeed what he said in the afternoon, now that these words are used to prevaricate himself, he can only eat Coptis chinensis in silence.

Ding Youde sighed secretly, and was dizzy by Pei Gong's "Brother Ding", so you talked with me one by one.

He nodded at Pei Gong helplessly: "If that's the case, it's just that there is a curfew and the streets in Nancheng are empty, where should we go to catch ghosts?"

Hearing this, Pei Gong curled the corners of his mouth meaningfully: "The streets are empty, of course we want to look for them, those ghosts can still jump in front of our eyes and wait to be caught?"

"Why don't we split up and wander the streets separately, there will always be one or two ghosts, and then we can find out the location and catch the turtle..."

When Ding Youde heard Pei Gong's orderly arrangement, he was extremely unhappy in his heart.

But now he is investigating the case with Pei Gong, and he has nothing to do with this matter.

"Let's go to patrol the small streets and alleys, and Brother Lao Ding is here to patrol Shuoshi Street." Pei Gong smiled, and his faint eyes seemed to be holding back.

Ding Youde still wanted to say a few more "best ideas", but unexpectedly the few members of Jin Yiwei dispersed quickly.

But in the blink of an eye, he couldn't help but say anything, and he was left alone on the cold street.

Ding Youde was completely surrounded by a small piece of clear light from the lantern, and he was particularly conspicuous on the dark street, but also out of place.

He was startled, looking at the dimly lit street in the distance, his hands trembled subconsciously.

The streets are no longer bustling with daytime hustle and bustle, and the sudden appearance of a person would be shocking.

Ding Youde moved forward holding the lantern in small steps, even the light breeze with the lantern hanging down could frighten him.

But when everyone else went to patrol the streets, it was no big deal for him to stand here, if Pei Gong and the others saw him, he would be ridiculed in vain.

He gritted his teeth and walked forward without doing anything.

Nancheng was darker than usual, and the lanterns were dangling in the cold wind, making it even more eerie.

Ding Youde was very nervous, but he just walked forward bravely, hoping that he would not see any dirty things.

"The sky is terrified, the earth is terrified..."

"The sky is terrified, the earth is terrified..."

Ding Youde muttered something, but he didn't dare to look aside.As long as he makes a quick decision to make a small circle and return to the original place, he will be able to do business by then.

I don't want to be afraid of what will come.

He had just turned the street ahead, and was about to turn around and go back along the side road, when he saw a white figure with loose hair floating past his eyes.

Ding Youde held his breath subconsciously, and froze in place for a moment, not daring to move.

Dazzled, it must be dazzled.

He kept reassuring himself.

He swallowed his saliva, braved up his courage and took another step forward, and saw the white figure with disheveled hair lying on the side of the road, weeping into the burning copper basin.

It was the cry of a little girl, piercing and piercing.

The flame in the copper basin was also green, swaying and swaying, strange and frightening.

The pale face was reflected by the green light, and while weeping, he muttered: "Money...how come there is no money..."

Ding Youde was frightened by the weird scene in front of him, and he seemed to freeze.

Sticky cold sweat filled his forehead all of a sudden.

There is a very strict curfew in the middle of the night, cars and horses can pass through, and the streets are patrolled by soldiers and horses from the five cities. It is impossible for someone to burn paper.

The scene in front of him made him dare not think about it.

Ding Youde didn't bother to explore whether it was just pretending to be a ghost, he just wanted to turn around and run away.

Unexpectedly, before turning his head back, another white shadow's haggard hand rested on his shoulder.

"Money, burn money..."

For a moment, Ding Youde felt that he seemed to be entangled.

His heart was like a mess, his vision suddenly went dark, and he was completely frightened to the point of holding his breath.

The lantern of Beizhen Fusi in his hand also fell to the ground, igniting a fire and dancing red flames against the north wind.

Pei Gong, who was following him in the dark, stepped forward in a car, stepped on the flames unhurriedly to extinguish the flames, then turned around and kicked Ding Youde lightly: "Ding Sizheng? Wake up?"

"Ding Sizheng?"

However, Ding Youde was completely dizzy, even after being kicked, there was no movement.

Pei Gong couldn't help but sneered, and glanced at the two white shadows by the side of the road: "Thank you."

Huan Huan met Pei Gong's gaze, then got up holding the copper basin, and muttered softly: "Third Master, is there anyone else? I haven't played enough yet."

"In another quarter of an hour, the patrolling officers and soldiers from Wucheng Bingmasi will arrive." Pei Gong laughed, "I'll burn up all the borax that was burned on the green fire, and I'll go home with your mother earlier."

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Everyone searched Nancheng at night, and finally turned into a big oolong looking for Sizheng Ding Youde.

Taking advantage of such an excuse, Pei Gong entered the Yamen of Dali Temple openly early in the morning to ask for accountability.

There was fury in his words: "Ding Sizheng last night was really jaw-dropping."

"We didn't spend a few minutes on this errand, and we spent all our time looking for Ding Sizheng. Since Ding Sizheng is not feeling well, how can we force him to come to investigate the case?"

"Now that Ding Si is in shock, and the investigation has been delayed for one night, why is Dali Temple going against us like this?"

No one expected that the investigation of the case would lead to the kind of moths like last night, and Dali Temple could only admit that it was unlucky and apologized again and again.

Pei Gong didn't talk nonsense, but asked aggressively: "Will your Dali Temple handle this case or not?"

"If you don't want to cooperate with the investigation, I'll report the reason to the superiors, and we will take care of it ourselves."

"Yes, there is someone who can do it. The Fang Pingshi you ordered yesterday happened to be copying the copy in the Copywriting Academy."

"Pei Baihu, wait a minute, we'll call him here..."

Pei Gong was too lazy to talk nonsense with others.

Holding the knife, he didn't allow others to say anything, and the others didn't dare to stop him, so they could only let him stride towards the office.

Pei Gong pushed open the old wooden door in front of the attic in the courtyard.

Although there is a charcoal cage for heating in the house, the charcoal burned is obviously not of high quality, and the burning is smoky.

Fang Cenxi, who was sitting in the middle, was about to cough a few times, when the light that suddenly poured into the room dazzled him so much that he could no longer keep his eyes open.

He hurriedly raised the hand holding the pen subconsciously, trying to avoid the strong light in front of his eyes.

Unexpectedly, at the place facing the light, he suddenly saw Pei Gong's figure.

"Third Master?" Fang Cenxi squinted his eyes, making sure it wasn't some hallucination, and then he was a little surprised, "How did you find the Office of Documents?"

Although the case office where he is located is not big, it is an important place in Dali Temple.

This place collects documents and evidence on weekdays, and outsiders are never allowed to come in and out at will.

What's more, yesterday morning he was sent to the case office to copy documents, he knew that the people in Dali Temple were determined to get involved in the Nancheng case, so naturally Pei Gong should not be easily found in this case office.

Unexpectedly, Pei Gong was able to find this place after only one night's effort.

"You copied the whole night here by yourself?" Pei Gong flipped through the pile of chapters on the table, and looked at Fang Cenxi's obvious light and dark eyes, and deep waves suddenly appeared on his brows.

Fang Cenxi put down his pen, frowned and said with a slight smile as if he was justified: "Why did the third master come here?"

"Why do you come here?" Pei Gong raised his eyebrows and asked with a wry smile, "Why else do you think I came here?"

"How did you promise me yesterday morning?"

"Sir Xiaofang should settle this account with me properly?"

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Pei Gou: What else can you do here?Of course to pick up my wife