The moon is in the sky, and the night stars are sparse.

The nightingale chirping in the darkness, the cold wind blows, the branches sway, and a shadow lingers at the foot of the mountain, but it is a ruined village.

A shaking door plaque made a 'creaking' sound under the cold moonlight, with four big words engraved on it: Miaozhen Yizhuang.

Fan Yu was drowsy and a wave of ghosts and wolves sounded in his ears, as if they were crying and weeping, as if they were men and women, with endless grievances and endless resentment.

This noisy woke him up. When he looked around, he was stunned.

"Damn, I've traveled through time again?"

Looking around, I saw that there were wooden boards, coffins mixed in between, and corpses on them, shadows swaying, making a crying sound.

The sound is like a magic sound, penetrates the ears and brains, making people feel irritable.

Fan Yu couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Silent."

"boom"

It was like thunder rolling, shaking the beams of the room trembled. Dozens and hundreds of shadows immediately paused and looked over.

It was dead silent, like a dark prison.

Fan Yu was dumbfounded, not knowing why he was angry, as if the shadows in front of him were nothing in his consciousness.

In an instant, a trace of inspiration flashed through his mind.

In an instant, the consequences of the previous responses were clear.

There is a wild temple dozens of miles outside the capital. The statue of the god was made a judge. For more than a hundred years, he has been worshipped by neighbors nearby and enjoyed a great incense. Although he is a wild god, he has a god position and is in charge of the judgement of good and evil for dozens of miles.

It should have been more than a hundred years, and was captured by the court, and became the chief of the City God, becoming a true god.

As a result, Fan Yu's two fools moved the statue of the god, destroying the foundation, and the good fruits turned into ashes for more than a hundred years.

If it were others, they would not move the statue of the gods. Fan Yu was a scholar who had entered the literary list. Although it was the end, he was also the orthodox of the Great Xia and had a brilliant trend. Even if there was a trace of his remaining power, he was not a mere wild god to resist.

Cause and effect cycle, and there will be retribution.

Since the good consequences of others have been destroyed, the evil consequences will be borne by themselves, so the god's position fell and killed his predecessor.

What’s more coincidental is that the moment Fan Yu was reborn, he merged the god position that should have dispersed, and it became what he is now.

No man is human, no God is not God.

What’s worse is that every hundred days, the soul must leave the body, perform the duties of a judge, judge ghosts, and pacify good and evil.

Fan Yu remained silent for a long time, his thoughts were messy, and he calmed down for a long time. He sighed: "I thought it was an ordinary start, but who knew it was a game in the game. Could it be that I wanted to make a sacred place?"

Now, a ghost shout sounded: "Judge."

"It's the judge..."

"We are so miserable...the judge..."

...

Fan Yu's heart thumped, and the shadows below were gathered. He only opened his eyes and saw the shape of the person. He saw his limbs, his head was tilted, or his head was raised, and he knelt down and bowed.

Crying and shouting, it’s noisy. If someone else is afraid, his heart, liver, spleen and lungs will be scared.

He tried to calm down and looked around, dressed in a big red robe, and held a high crown and hat in his hand.

Really became a judge.

In just a moment, I thought about it in my mind, and knew that I could not pass this level and that I could not go back no matter what.

Just treat this as a dream.

In this way, I put on the official hat on my head, waved my sleeves, and shouted, "Silent."

After a moment of silence, he nodded with satisfaction.

He was not afraid, so he found a chair, sat down straight, and coughed: "What kind of injustice do you have? Why do you complain like this? I only talk about the true feelings. This judge will decide."

Well, as soon as you keep saying this, all the sufferings come. Everyone has great grudges, countless grievances and uncensored hatreds.

"I'm sobbing and howling, and my head hurts."

Fan Yu raised his eyebrows and pointed a guy with a complete body: "Let me tell me why I gather here and don't go to the underworld to settle down."

The ghost was stunned and immediately bowed again. When he was excited, he fell to the ground. He hurriedly picked it up and fucked the local accent: "I'm so miserable, judge."

Next, just one sentence back and forth, his head kept falling, causing Fan Yu's eyebrows to twitch.

Fan Yu's face turned dark: "Next."

This ghost is obviously more intelligent than the previous one. He kowtowed and said: "Mr. Judge, the villain was killed by the evil one. Please support justice and pacify the minor grievances."

This guy has a heavier accent.

It took Fan Yu a long time to understand what he meant, and nodded slightly, indicating that he would continue to speak.

The ghost was stunned and looked up in a daze, not knowing how to say it.

Yes, it's another confused ghost.

Just when he had a headache, a solid and strong ghost squeezed forward. When he saw that, he was a headless ghost holding his head in his hand and saying the official words: "Mr. Judge, most of them have died for a long time, or their souls are scattered or their spiritual wisdom is destroyed. Most of them are instinctive and have little consciousness."

Fan Yu's eyes lit up, and finally there was a normal communication, and he asked, "In this way, do you have normal consciousness?"

The headless ghost sighed: "The little man has been accustomed to fist and kicking and exhaling for some time before his life. His soul is much stronger than ordinary people. If he hadn't had too much resentment and could not be separated from this place, he could have gone to the City God to do a job."

"What an injustice that you can't leave?"

"But I have to tell the judge that this place is a temple town under Yunzhou, bordering Yanzhou, with many mountains and valleys, and the customs of the people are quite strong, which is also a must-pass road for business travelers. The people coming and going are quite complicated, and people die all year round. So wealthy families and kind people raised funds to build this charity village."

Fan Yu's heart was moved secretly. How far is Yunzhou from the capital? Although he doesn't know the distance, it is a bit incredible to be able to move Yunzhou from the capital.

Anyway, it is not like the magical powers of a normal judge.

Many mysteries are like fog, and it is not the time to think about these things. I decided to ask: "Since it is a good family and a charity village built by moral people, why are you so resentful?"

After saying that, the headless ghost was in full fire and gritted his teeth and said, "In this temple town, there is a black-hearted butcher who does not kill pigs and sheep, and loves to slaughter people; he does not collect animal meat, but wants human flesh. He comes to this charity farm in private to harvest the bodies of the dead who are in vain."

Fan Yu said in absurdly: "There are such people?"

The headless ghost sneered: "You must let the master know that this butcher not only comes to the charity house to cut the flesh, but if there are no fresh corpses here, it will secretly harm people. This will not only be fresh but also guarantee the source of goods. It is a profitable deal."

"It's really a sinister person, like an evil ghost, and it's really hateful and terrible."

Fan Yu looked at the hundreds of lonely ghosts below: "Are these harmed by that evil man?"

"More than that, in recent years, I don't know how many people died in vain, their bodies were cut off, and their bodies were incomplete, and their souls could not be beaten with the shaping of the cold wind. Haoyang exploded, and their souls were scattered early."

"Then the local city god doesn't care? The local government does not investigate? Let such evil people get away with the law and harm the living?"

The headless ghost said sternly: "The local city god has been guarding here for more than 300 years. His life has already reached its peak, but he has forcibly occupied it and colluded with the local gentry, asking the people to burn incense, provide their wishes, and maintain their lives and renew their positions. How can they control the wilderness?"
Chapter completed!