I have a book of salvation

Immediately, Lin Yi and a group of officials rescued more than ten children from the dark room and escorted them back to Weishui County.

On the way, these children woke up one after another, with a look of fear on their faces and eyes.

After being comforted by Lin Yi and other officials, he gradually calmed down.

It was windy and snowy, and because there were more than a dozen weak children, the pace of the group was not fast.

Lin Yi also took advantage of these children to calm down and tentatively asked some questions, such as the ferocious head-picking ghost.

I hope to get more information from these children.

But what is surprising is that none of the children, including the little girl from Mipu, saw the dark shadow with a grimace.

Instead, Lin was stunned by what the little girl from Mipu said.

She said that just now, grandpa came to save everyone.

After hearing this, both Lin Yi and all the officials felt their scalps go numb!

The little girl’s grandfather?

That old man from Mipu?

Didn't he just kick off two days ago?

The corpse was buried in the mountains, so how could it appear at Fengxue Winery outside the city and meet his children and grandchildren.

Or to put it another way, even if he was still alive, how could a frail old man bypass the vicious guards of the Blackwater Gang and get into the bottomless dark room?

Therefore, Lin Yi and other officials believed that the little girl was too frightened and had hallucinations.

But what surprised them was that, except for the little girl, the other children also said the same thing, and a few of them could even accurately describe the appearance of the old man in the rice shop!

Writing this sends chills down the spines of Lin Yi and others!

Could it be...that he saw a ghost again?

But anyway, it's just an interlude.

After temporarily sending the children to the Yamen to rest and notifying their families, Lin Yi hurriedly reported the matter to the senior officials of the Yamen.

——After all, in addition to these abducted children, more than ten or twenty people died at the winery.

Although they are all scum of the Blackwater Gang, death is still a big deal.

In less than two hours, the county magistrate, many officials, the coroner, and the reclusive head of the Wangqi Division gathered in the courtyard of the winery.

On the old locust tree in the corner, more than a dozen miserable-looking corpses were hanging high. Their horrified eyes seemed to have frozen, staring at the living people below, silent and strange.

It took a lot of effort for the officials to lower the corpses from the trees and place them in a row on the snow in the courtyard.

They all couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

These corpses, except for Ji Laoliu of the Blackwater Gang, all were fatally struck by one blow, or their chests were collapsed, or their heads were smashed, or they were folded in half into a weird arc...

Just by looking at it, everyone seemed to be able to imagine the murderer's terrifying force and clean and sloppy methods.

In the wind and snow, the coroner completed the autopsy and concluded that there was not much difference from what everyone saw.

In addition to the figure of the head-picking ghost that Lin Yi and other officials saw when they came to the winery, these twenty corpses were naturally considered to be the work of the head-picking ghost, and there was no dispute.

On the other hand, the fat-bellied county magistrate looked at the uninvited Chief of Wangqi and said: "Master Chief, I remember that your Chief of Wangqi didn't even care about the big insect that harmed people, so why did this ordinary case cause alarm?" "

The young-looking chief minister wearing a purple robe smiled softly and replied: "There are many dead, I am afraid that they were inhumane, so I came here to take a look."

"Oh..." The county magistrate prolonged his voice, showed his true expression, and said, "I thought that the Chief of Staff came here in a hurry because the Black Water Gang killed someone!"

The head of Wangqi did not show any anger at the county magistrate's undisguised eccentricity. He smiled and said, "What is the county magistrate saying? Human life is human life, whether it is the Blackwater Gang, the Zhengqing Gang, or anyone in the market. No matter whether it is a common person or you, life is not high or low!"

After the words fell, many officials paused and looked up at the two of them.

Vaguely, I could feel the tit-for-tat between the two sides hidden under the gentle outer skin.

The county magistrate has almost made it clear that there are big pests on Fanghua Mountain that are harming people, but you hope that the Qi Division will do nothing; once someone from the Blackwater Gang dies, they will immediately come back, so it can be said that there is no collusion with the Blackwater Gang. ?

And what about Wangqi Division Chief?

It sounds like he is just saying that human life is of no value, but overtly and covertly, he is criticizing the county magistrate - there is no big difference between your life and the corpses on the ground!

The two looked at each other, and Chief Wangqi narrowed his eyes, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and said: "President Lao County, the state patrol is coming soon, and people are still dying one after another in the county. The county magistrate should be careful. Don’t lose your hat on the state patrol!”

After hearing this, the county magistrate glanced at him with a smile on his face and said, "I don't need to worry about it, sir. But I heard that this state tour will be accompanied by the Lord of the Wangqi Department of the state capital. You better take care of yourself, adults!”

Wangqi Division did not obey the orders of the three provinces and six departments of the imperial court, but only took orders from His Majesty on the throne.

The Wangqi Department of Weishui River is naturally under the jurisdiction of the Wangqi Department of the state capital, or in other words, only under the jurisdiction of the Wangqi Department of the state capital.

"My chief has a clear conscience and is open-minded. County Lao Zhi is worried too much." Chief Wangqi still looked gentle and respectful. He cupped his hands and walked away into the wind and snow with the young man in a robe.

The fat-bellied county magistrate was left, and his smile gradually disappeared. Looking at the back of Chief Wangqi disappearing into the snow, his eyes became cold and cold.

In the wind and snow, on the way back.

The expression of Chief Wangqi didn't change much, except that his eyes narrowed slightly.

But the young man in Taoist robes following him knew that when this man showed such an expression, he was really angry.

I don't know if it's because of the tragic death of Ji Laoliu from the Blackwater Gang, or because of the cynicism of the county magistrate, but this man is not very happy today.

The young man in Taoist robe curled his lips: "A small county magistrate who is so weak dares to sneer at you, you deserve to be damned!"

His words were full of arrogance, indifference, and... murderous intent.

Chief Wangqi turned his head, glanced at him, and shook his head: "It's just a clown. He has been staring at me because of what happened fifteen years ago."

After a pause, as if because of the word "fifteen years ago", the head of the Wangqi Division seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked: "Do you still remember the little guy we met a few days ago?"

The young man in Taoist robes was stunned, and the figure of the young man looking at the grave appeared in his mind, and he said: "I went to check later and found that he is indeed the child of the sinner Yu Tiesheng."

Chief Wangqi nodded, "Because the incident was too big and the Laozhi County's death guarantee, according to the law, he could only be reduced to a criminal household, allowing him to live for more than ten years - If I remember correctly, he should be exiled next summer, right?"

The young man in Taoist robes hummed: "Exactly, in June next year, he will be twenty years old, and according to the law, he will be exiled to Mobei."

"Okay." Chief Wangqi lowered his eyes and said casually, "I don't want to see Yu Tiesheng's baby go to Mobei alive."

"Don't worry." The young man in Taoist robes lowered his head and promised, "In half a year, he will die quietly in exile."

After a pause, he frowned slightly and changed the subject: "By the way, sir, there has been a lot of rumors about the head-picking ghost recently. What are you going to do? Ji Laoliu is in the innate realm. Since that guy can kill him, I'm afraid At least it’s innate.”

"No need to care."

Chief Wangqi shook his head and said: "I looked at Ji Laoliu's body. There are no traces of Taoism or Qi, which means that the so-called head-picking ghost is still a mortal. He can't make waves - if he doesn't follow the Tao, he will eventually die. It's an ant."