I have a book of salvation

Early the next morning, Yu Chen went down the mountain.

First, as Ghostface, I went to find Xie Qing and asked him to sort out all the information about the Blackwater Gang.

——Now that we have determined that he is an enemy, he will face him sooner or later. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle.

And what about Xie Qing?

That's elation!

Seeing that this guy looks murderous and wants information about the Blackwater Gang, he can't possibly be treating them to dinner, right?

In short, the underworld leader agreed and promised to compile all the information on the Blackwater Gang into a book as soon as possible.

After hearing this, Yu Chen left and would come back to pick up the things in two days.

After finding a remote alley, he hid his ghost face and reappeared as the sickly-looking grave-watching boy, and went out on the street.

Walking out of the south of the city, it was getting late, and the streets were covered with heavy snow, and people of all kinds were coming and going, bustling with people.

Yu Chen was too lazy to go up the mountain to make a fire to cook, so he found a noodle shop and ordered a bowl of clear noodles and a bowl of hot soup. He swallowed them down, feeling warm.

When I got up, I paid my bill and prepared to go back to the mountain.

But when he passed the junction of the overpass and the dry bridge, he stopped and looked at an ancient house on the edge of the overpass area, narrowing his eyes.

——In the wind and snow, there was a faint light flickering on the house.

How could Yu Chen, who had passed through countless ghosts, not know that this was an innocent soul with unfulfilled wishes!

He took a few steps closer, pretending to be nonchalant.

Just listen to the bursts of crying coming from the big house, extremely sad!

Looking at that look, I was most likely afraid that someone in the family had died.

While Yu Chen was thinking, a ghost stepped over the deep wall and walked out.

This is the ghost of a thin, stooped old man with gray hair, leaning on a cane and wearing a thick cloth gown.

——They were more respectable than the ghosts Yu Chen had seen before.

Yu Chen took a quick look at it and felt that it looked familiar.

After a while, he slapped his forehead!

Do you know this person?

I just saw it two days ago!

Isn't he the secretary of the Yamen Yingkusi?

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Yu Chen went to collect the money and met the old man!

Why did he die in two or three days?

But now was not the place to talk. When Yu Chen saw no one around, he held the Book of Saviors in his hand and took the ghost of the old man into it, and then went up to Qingfengling Mausoleum.

When he returned to the house, he spread out the Book of Preaching and saw the old man standing by the Huangquan River, leaning on a cane, sighing, and looking like he didn't want to leave for a long time.

At the same time, the revolving door of his life flashed before Yu Chen's eyes one by one.

The old man's surname was Zhou, he was over sixty years old, and he was the secretary of the Weishui Yamen Yingku Division at that time.

The Profit and Treasury Department is under the jurisdiction of the Household Department, which is where the Weishui Yamen manages the accounts, and the Secretary is equivalent to the front desk and accountant in the previous life.

Every month of every year, the monthly salaries of officials of all sizes in the Weishui River and migrant workers like Yu Chen who relied on government officials flowed out of the Yingkusi.

As for the secretary, he is only a small official.

But it's not a small thing, the entire Weishui Yamen's money is in his hands.

And this Zhou Secretary was selected when the county magistrate took office, and he has been working for nearly twenty years now.

So how did he die?

Yu Chen looked over again and suddenly realized.

It's funny to say that because Zhou Sibo had a bad relationship with his son, he developed a habit of drinking late at night in recent years.

No, last night I drank half a kilo of wine and it was already late at night. When I entered the house, I felt dizzy. I fell, hit my head on the threshold, and passed out.

The family members heard the commotion and quickly called the doctor at the hospital. They also sent a message to Zhou Sibu's son who was doing business in the state capital.

This morning, even though the doctors at the medical center treated him all night, Zhou Sibu still couldn't stand it and died.

Seeing this, Yu Chen couldn't help but sigh.

A small drink makes you happy, but drinking a lot is harmful to your health!

Although Secretary Zhou had a straight face all day this week, when Yu Chen went to collect the money, they didn't deduct any money from him. He was a man who acted impartially.

Why don't you die in peace?

Yu Chen continued to read.

But before I saw Zhou Sibo's last wish, I saw it first...himself?

Yu Chen was stunned when he said something.

They met once a month, no more than ten breaths at a time. Zhou Sibu actually remembered that his name was Yu Chen, and even more knew that he was Yu Tiesheng's child?

Yu Chen continued to read.

Let's talk about Zhou Si's impression of Yu Chen this week, which dates back to fifteen years ago. At that time, Yu Chen was more than four years old, and Yu Tiesheng and his wife were beheaded. It was the time when the massacre of the Chen family caused a lot of uproar.

At that time, Zhou Sibu received a secret order from the superiors, asking him to find people disguised as various common people to send some food and clothes to the criminal child under the bridge. He should not be allowed to go hungry, but he should not be ostentatious, because Chen The case of extermination was too sensational, and their children were naturally not popular either.

Later, that man also ordered Zhou Sibu to arrange a leisurely job for Yu Chen when he reached the age of ten.

——This gave Zhou Sibo a headache for a while.

This is a leisurely job that does not violate the identity of the criminal household, but it is so damn hard to find!

Fortunately, Mr. Qin took a step ahead and arranged for Yu Chen to go to Qingfengling through his connections with the Zhengqing Gang.

Only then did Zhou Sibo stop worrying.

Even so, Zhou Sibo was told by the man not to deduct a penny from Yu Chen when he came to collect the money.

Seeing this, Yu Chen's expression was already quite strange.

Because, in Zhou Sibo's revolving memory, the person who gave the order was none other than the current county magistrate of Weishui!

A dignified county magistrate has been paying attention to me since fifteen years ago?

Why?

Anyway, it is definitely not because of Yu Chen himself, nor is it because of the recently appeared scriptures to save people.

Well, there is only one answer.

——His parents.

Because of his father and mother who had their heads chopped off, the county magistrate took good care of him.

Seeing this, Yu Chen's mind became even more confused as to what was going on.

——Previously, I got the news from Xiao Zihua that he had taken the position of chief arrester on the Weishui River because he framed Yu Tiesheng and his wife.

There was a high probability that the Blackwater Gang would not be able to intervene in the appointment or removal of the chief arrest position, so Yu Chen guessed that among the people who framed his parents, there must be people from the Yamen.

The county magistrate is a very suspicious person.

——After all, the decision of who will be the chief arrester is a matter of his words. Even if it is a former disciple of the "sinner", as long as the county magistrate wants to help him up, it is not a big problem.

But now, in Zhou Sibu's revolving door, what the county magistrate did could not be the murderer who framed Yu Chen's parents.

Otherwise, if he had really harmed Yu Chen's parents, he would probably want Yu Chen to die, so why would he send someone to take care of her secretly?

Similarly, if the county magistrate was on Yu Tiesheng's side in the Chen family's murder case, then the county magistrate would not tolerate it if Xiao Zihua, who framed Yu Tiesheng, wanted to be appointed chief arrest officer.

So in this case, who else in the entire Weishui Yamen can resist the pressure of the county magistrate and give Xiao Zihua the position of chief arrester?

For some reason, a young, gentle and handsome face suddenly appeared in Yu Chen's mind.

That smiling tiger with a beast-like passion hidden under his gentle appearance.

That big shot whose power rivals or even exceeds that of the county magistrate.

That person in Weishui is recognized as the only powerful being who has transcended innateness and stepped into the ethereal realm of energy refining and cultivation.

——Wangqi Division, Chief!

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