She had imagined a thousand, ten thousand possibilities in her mind, including all the situations she might encounter.
The one who opened the door could be the successful little-headed ghost or big-headed ghost, or it could be the Jieyinsi who discovered something...
It can be seen that Chou never thought that the person coming might be an "old acquaintance".
Zhang Tang…
The cruel official Zhang Tang.
Why did he come to the underworld
And why are you here
What is his relationship with the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost
A series of questions naturally came to my mind.
The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost were thrown straight to the ground, with their mouths full of dirt. They immediately screamed in pain, cursing.
"A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. Old Zhang, you are too cruel..."
"Oh, ugh! What's that smell?"
"Let me go, let me go now!"
"Bullying! Bastard..."
…
The more you curse, the uglier it gets.
Every word entered Zhang Tang's ears, but did not cause any expression change on his face. He seemed not to hear it at all, and still stood there steadily and calmly as before.
Dressed in an official robe, looking stern and imposing.
Standing in the midst of the devastation, he was quite nonchalant, with a hint of murderous intent floating between his eyebrows, but it was innate.
His eyes never left Jianchou.
It was like killing Hong Xiaojie. It was a direct, even condescending observation, like interrogating a prisoner, observing every subtle change in Jianchou's expression and translating it into actual meaning.
There were glaring bloodstains on her body, staining her light blue robe red.
There were even traces of blood on the ground.
His face was slightly cold, and in his pair of eyes that seemed both affectionate and ruthless, there was a cold and sharp light flashing, and he was extremely wary of his existence.
The moment she heard the little-headed ghost curse "Lao Zhang", a trace of surprise suddenly appeared on her face, followed by indescribable absurdity and helplessness.
Jianchou felt a slight bitter taste in his mouth: "So, the old Zhang they have been talking about is you..."
Zhang Tang knew that she had guessed the whole story, so he didn't deny it and nodded: "Not bad."
"… "
Wh, what
The little-headed ghost who was still struggling and shouting on the ground was suddenly slapped in the face by someone, and became completely stunned!
He opened his mouth wide and looked at Zhang Tang and Jianchou as if he had seen a ghost.
These two people are still in a standoff...
The way they looked at each other, and even the almost familiar tone of voice, they didn't seem like strangers no matter how you looked at it!
Also, what did Zhang Tang say when he entered the door
lady
Whose madam
And Jianchou's current sentence "So it's you, Lao Zhang"...
this…
this…
this…
Isn’t this a fucking scam
In an instant, the little-headed ghost's face turned red and he became completely excited.
"Shit! You two actually know each other?!"
He stiffened his neck, cried and snotted, and roared in grief and anger!
The horrifying sound almost blew the roof off the house.
Smoke and dust rose up.
Jianchou and Zhang Tang both heard it, but said nothing.
The little ghost just wanted to grab these two bastards over and beat them to a pulp!
Actually know each other!
The person who is trying to cheat and the one who is about to be cheated actually know each other!
What’s even funnier is that these two people didn’t even know each other existed before this!
It’s such a bummer…
It's such a fucking scam!
It was not until this moment that the little-headed ghost figured out what had happened.
No wonder Zhang Tang said something strange after seeing Jianchou's name in the Jieyin Division.
It seems that you never told her my name.
At that time, the little-headed ghost was confused.
He only knew that the matter was exposed, but he had no idea why it was exposed.
How come Zhang Tang confirmed that there was something wrong with them just by looking at the name? He didn't even check the Book of Life and Death
After all the fuss, here’s the reason!
Zhang Tang actually knew Jianchou, and even understood this person, so he was able to react immediately when he saw Jianchou's name and realized that the little-headed ghost was deceiving him.
After sorting out the cause and effect, the little ghost was so angry that he rolled on the ground!
After being discovered, Zhang Tang said to them slowly: I am also curious about the new ghost. I will go with you to escort it later.
At that time, the little-headed ghost just wanted to grab the land with his head!
Things had gotten serious, and he wanted to run back to tell Jianchou the news.
It's a pity that when Zhang Tang looked at them with those dead fish-like eyes, the two little ghosts immediately became timid and no longer dared to have any evil thoughts.
A whole afternoon!
Zhang Tang threw so many booklets for them to deal with, not only were they exhausted like two mangy dogs, but they also had to live in constant fear, fearing that the butcher's knife would fall and chop off their necks.
That was a torment...
When the little-headed ghost thought back on it, it felt like it was just a nightmare.
But now I know that it was because of such a ridiculous and funny reason!
He was so angry that he almost fainted!
"How unlucky do you have to be to encounter something like this! It's too much! It's too much! Wuuwuwu..."
Seeing sorrow, he remained silent.
Wasn't what the little-headed ghost cursed exactly what she was thinking in her heart
only…
There may be a chance for this to turn around.
After taking a look at the broken door that fell on the ground in a mess, Jianchou raised her hand and waved it. A thin soul power shot out from her palm, immediately pulling up the broken wooden boards from the ground, sticking them together again, and blocking the previous gap.
It was a pitch-black night outside, with only a few last rays of light.
But the moment the door was sealed with wooden boards, the room became completely dark.
When Jianchou took action, Zhang Tang just watched and did not do anything to stop him.
Seeing that the door was sealed and there was no possibility of others looking in, Jianchou smiled rarely.
Standing in front of the table, she waved at Zhang Tang and said, "It has been three or two years since we last met in Sha Hong Xiao Jie. I didn't expect that I could still see you, the Minister of Justice, in this gloomy place of the underworld. You are a guest, so it's not a bother. Please take a seat."
There was only a very rudimentary small square table in the room, and a few crooked wooden stools covered with cracks. Even if they were given to others as firewood, they would probably be rejected.
But when Chou said "please sit down", his face remained calm and his heart remained unchanged.
The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost were both shocked by Jianchou's courage and shamelessness.
Is Zhang Tang here to get her
She actually asked people to sit down
And he's sitting in such a shabby place!
You know, Zhang Tang was not a poor guy.
Unlike the poor souls who had no one to worship them after they died, when Zhang Tang passed through the gates of hell, he was followed by a large number of paper people, paper horses, and even carriages and sedan chairs.
The mortal man on the isolated island didn't know that the paper money the fool burned for him was converted into a certain amount of black jade by the officials of the underworld and given to Zhang Tang.
Everyone in the entire Jieyinsi knew that although Zhang Tang was a low-key and simple-looking man, he was actually extremely rich.
He didn't like to show off, but the little ghosts in the Jieyin Division had already found out everything.
They are not like the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost, who live in such a shabby house and are far away from the Reception Office. They have to walk a long way every day to do their work.
Zhang Tang already had a big house when he was still a new ghost in the City of the Dead.
Later, he was transferred to the Jieying Division, and he bought himself a house in a nearby city, which was very close to the Jieying Division.
Every time Judge Chu said that Zhang Tang came early, the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost would say something sarcastic in private: Nonsense, we live so close, of course he is early.
So, no matter what kind of person Zhang Tang is, he is rich anyway.
Jianchou's behavior at this moment was like inviting a wealthy man to live in his shabby house, and even moving a rickety chair for him to sit on.
Haha, this is bad luck!
The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost silently lit a candle for Jianchou in their hearts: He is indeed a living person who does not understand the dangers of the underworld! Zhang Tang, this guy, never gives face to anyone!
This time, Jianchou is going to be in trouble!
The two little devils stared at Zhang Tang closely, watching his every move, just waiting for him to make a glance at them, and then turn around and leave without giving them face.
Sure enough, Zhang Tang lived up to everyone's expectations. He raised his eyelids and lifted the corner of his robe.
The two little devils' eyes lit up immediately.
Then…
Zhang Tang sat down.
"… "
Something seems wrong
The two little ghosts were dumbfounded, and it took them a while to react: Zhang Tang actually sat down?!
What is going on!
The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost pressed their faces to the ground, their eyeballs almost popping out!
Perhaps it was because their expressions were too exaggerated. Jianchou, who was standing beside the table, looked at them silently. Seeing that the two of them could not get up from the ground, he knew that it was Zhang Tang's "masterpiece". It was not a good idea to ask Zhang Tang to let them go at this time, so he had to let the matter go for the time being.
Seeing Zhang Tang sitting down, Jianchou turned around and sat opposite Zhang Tang.
She glanced at Zhang Tang, who was very blurry in the darkness.
So she raised her hand and reached towards the oil lamp, and a cluster of flames automatically lit up from the lamp, igniting the wick.
The weak flame illuminated the area around the lamp, and Jianchou's face was also dyed with a hint of warm yellow color.
After doing all this, Jianchou sat up straight and looked at Zhang Tang again.
There should be only three sides.
I had seen a stunning sight in Xie Hou Mansion before, and killing Hong Xiaojie was also one time. This was the third time.
Jianchou knew Zhang Tang's identity very well.
There were so many rumors about him in the community, so terrifying that they even stopped children from crying at night.
Zhang Tang, who was in charge of criminal law, was the sharpest knife in the emperor's hand.
The so-called knife does not determine right or wrong, but only looks at the stance.
During the time when he was in charge of the imperial prison, everyone said that under Zhang Tang's rule, it had become a place where an honest official could easily become a corrupt official, and a good official could easily become a bad official.
Of course, it is undeniable that this person has done a lot of "good things".
Among those who died under his various punishments, only a very small number were honest and good officials. After all, the emperor would not let them die. Most of them were treacherous officials who had mixed merits and demerits or abused their power.
Therefore, this person has mixed reputation among the people.
Now that he thought of everything, Jianchou's expression slowly changed.
She must have never really had any contact with Zhang Tang, but he just called her "Madam"...
Whose wife could she be
Zhang Tang didn't add a word of "thank you", so he didn't disgust her after all.
On the isolated island on earth, Xie Buchen was a fugitive being hunted. His wife did not die, but just disappeared with him.
Zhang Tang knew nothing about the cultivation world, nor did he know what really happened on the isolated island in the human world. If he investigated after returning, it would not be a problem for him to know that they got married later.
but…
She didn't like the title at all.
The flickering light illuminated her eyes which were like deep pools.
Jianchou said calmly, "It can be considered as a reunion of old friends. The Minister of Justice is no longer an official of Daxia, but a cultivator. Although I am married, we have severed our relationship. If the Minister of Justice does not know how to address me, just call me 'fellow Taoist'."
Zhang Tang's brows furrowed slightly.
Obviously, he didn't expect that Jianchou would say such a thing.
People say things change over time.
When they met in Shahong Xiaojie in the past, Jianchou knocked Zhang Tang away with an axe. But today, Jianchou's cultivation is not enough and he is restricted by the rules of Jiyu. So the situation has turned to Zhang Tang's side.
The contrast between the past and the present makes people feel somewhat strange.
Zhang Tang had some unusual thoughts in his mind, and then he returned to Jianchou's words.
Cut off the previous relationship, these words...
It seems to have nothing to do with Xie Buchen.
He looked at Jianchou.
Jianchou's face looked dull. Although he was smiling, he didn't seem happy at all.
They were once a couple living in the same forest. They had experienced wealth and adversity, and even fled from the capital to the remote south together, living in seclusion in a small mountain village.
How noble and proud is Xie Buchen
Even if you are defeated one day, there are still people who will never leave you.
Even those savvy people who have been in official circles for many years could not help but sigh after seeing the descriptions in those files: This is the true love between husband and wife in the world.
But now...
Zhang Tang did not ask any more questions for the time being, and just said, "See you, Taoist friend."
Then, an inexplicable smile appeared on Jianchou's face.
"I have heard that Zhang Tingwei was a clerk who rose from a humble background to a high position among the Nine Ministers. He was ruthless and cold-hearted, and had killed countless people. He was a difficult person to deal with. Now that I have heard a few words from him, I know that rumors in the world cannot be trusted."
Zhang Tang didn't say anything.
"You and I have met in the Shahong World. Lord Zhang has seen the Ghost Axe with his own eyes, so he must know that it is my magic weapon. Now I saw the word 'Jianchou' on the new ghost list of the Wrongful Death City, but he did not make a big fuss and bring a group of ghost cultivators from the Jieyin Division to kill me. Instead, he came here alone with two little ghosts to 'disturb' me."
The smile on Jianchou's lips deepened.
In the silent night, you can hear the sounds around you.
The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost couldn't get up, so they could only listen with their ears perked up as hard as they could.
Every word that Jianchou said challenged their understanding, and at the same time made them - or the little-headed ghosts - terrified.
Big Head is a fool and doesn't understand.
The dim light left a faint halo on Jianchou.
Her tone of voice was very gentle and soft, but she was unusually sure and confident, so she spoke slowly and calmly: "I wonder what you are doing here, Lord Tingwei?"
Smart woman.
Zhang Tang recalled the descriptions in the files: Xie Jianchou, who had answered three questions from the abbot of Daming Temple for Madam Xie, who had skillfully solved the Eighteen Links, and whose ability to memorize at a glance was second only to the Third Young Master Xie… Although she was born an orphan, she was intelligent, quick-witted, and studious, and she was extremely clever. She could be described as "as smart as ice and snow, and as sharp as thunder."
In such a short time, she knew that he was not here to take her to Judge Chu, and he was well-reasoned and calm...
Now, he was asked, "What can I do for you?"
Zhang Tang had been dead for a long time, and had been in the underworld for some time.
But it does not mean that all the things in the world have gone far away from him. On the contrary, some unfinished things have become deeply engraved in his heart, an obsession that cannot be solved.
There was a hint of sternness in his eyes as he examined Jianchou, as if it was just a hint of indifference in the bottom of his eyes, not noticeable or intimidating.
"I have two purposes for coming here. One is about the matter of the City of the Dead, and the other is—"
Zhang Tang paused, and pursed his thin lips with a hint of inhuman coldness, but the fierce look in his eyes became real and sharp.
"Where is the traitor Xie Buchen?"