Zhuo Jingning was wondering before that Fatty Zhu was so efficient. The case that day was basically not overnight. Fortunately, in this world where human beings are not prosperous and ghosts can support them, otherwise Fatty Zhu would have no idea how he died.

All the people who should be released were released, and all those who were compensated for the wrong case were compensated. Anyway, the money was paid by Fatty Zhu's family, so Zhuo Jingning didn't feel sorry for him at all.

Of course, the amount he compensates is not large. Poor families will care about the amount, but ordinary people will not care about it.

If you arrest the wrong person, you will be compensated later. This is the first time you will be in Wencheng County, not to mention the entire Qing court. The people of Wencheng County were confused and praised Zhuo Jingning more and more.

When he was the governor, he was notorious.

When he was a county magistrate, he was famous for his beautiful name.

This made Zhuo Jingning feel a little emotional, but he didn't say it, let alone write it down, otherwise something would happen.

Zhuo Jingning himself is the county magistrate. He holds the rights of Wencheng County without any obstacles. This is a natural thing. At least before the new governor arrives, he has great power in Wencheng County.

Three days later, the sky was drizzling, and the lights were lit, and Zhuo Jingning was reading a book in the study.

Suddenly, a servant came over and knocked on the door, "Sir, Master Tian said, there is something important to report."

"Let him come in."

Zhuo Jingning said something and put down the book. He was a little surprised.

Tian Wen did not live in the county yamen, so he found a place to live nearby. Even if he didn't sleep at home, he had already returned home from get off work.

The yamen is open and closed regularly, which means getting off work at the right time.

Tian Wen came over soon.

"Sir, Mr. Pei, please come over." Tian Wen wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, his face pale.

"Pei Zhanqiu?" Zhuo Jingning raised his eyebrows and looked at Tian Wen's face. He understood that Pei Zhanqiu's secret method of becoming a ghost has succeeded and has become a ghost.

But even if you have something to come to him, can’t you come to the yamen?

Judging from Tian Wen's appearance, he was obviously scared by Pei Zhanqiu.

"Old Pei said that it is not convenient to be in the yamen." Tian Wen continued.

Zhuo Jingning was stunned, and then realized that Pei Zhanqiu was lying about the little fox. Pei Zhanqiu didn't know before, but now he has become a ghost. He knew that the little fox was a more powerful ghost than his disciple Han Xiang. The county government of Wencheng County probably has turned into a dragon's and tiger's den in Pei Zhanqiu's eyes, right?

"Okay, where is he?" Zhuo Jingning nodded. No matter what, he and Pei Zhanqiu had a friendship. Since Pei Zhanqiu was looking for him, there was no reason not to go.

Of course, it's better not to mess with him.

Otherwise, he really doesn't mind letting the punishment 1.

"Guan Gong Temple." Tian Wen said hurriedly.

...

Since Pei Zhanqiu's death, no one has taken care of the Guangong Temple, and it has closed the door and no incense. However, it has been a few days since the closing, so it is still clean now.

When Zhuo Jingning arrived, the gate of Guan Gong Temple was open.

The candle was lit, making it brighter and dispelling the darkness of the nightfall.

Zhuo Jingning walked over and saw a ghost fog from a distance, which was very dim. In this ghost fog, there was a thin old man, Pei Zhanqiu.

At this time, Pei Zhanqiu had a pale face, his eyes were sunken and blue, his lips were scarlet, and there was no trace of miserable green in his eyes.

The perfect appearance of evil ghosts.

"Congratulations to Mr. Pei," Zhuo Jingning smiled.

Pei Zhanqiu is a snake-level ghost, but not strong. At least for Zhuo Jingning, he can kill it with ease. So Zhuo Jingning is really not afraid at all.

Because it's really not a big threat.

The reason why Pei Zhanqiu was still a little threat is that Zhuo Jingning was not without scruples. At least in this world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, there was also an ordinary person who made Zhuo Jingning care about - Li Wanshu.

This kind of concern may be a drag, but it may also be a driving force.

Without a burden, people's shoulders will become increasingly difficult to bear! Only responsibilities can help people grow.

Zhuo Jingning is very clear about the simple truth of cultivating the four ring marks. Zhuo Jingning is not clear about the people in this world, but in this Qingzhou, these people in this practice obviously lack a burden.

It is precisely because of this that he becomes timid. Few people cultivate two annual ring marks, not to mention the third annual ring mark that can only be cultivated after the disaster is over!

After raising his foot and stepping into the threshold, Zhuo Jingning came to Pei Zhanqiu. Pei Zhanqiu didn't say a word, but just looked at Zhuo Jingning. After a while, he made a hoarse voice: "Lord Zhuo is in power. It seems that he is in a good mood recently! Unfortunately, the old man is in a bad mood. Because the old man has no place to live, he wants to ask Lord Zhuo to come out and do his good. "

"Has Pei said that Mr. Pei had already built the ancestral temple?" Zhuo Jingning asked. Before Pei Zhanqiu held the funeral, he told Zhuo Jingning that the ancestral temple would be built by Shusheng Wang. It doesn't need to be big. If the weather is sunny, it can be accomplished in one day.

The ancestral temple is a place where ancestors are worshipped.

It is also a place where ghosts enjoy blood sacrifices. Without a ancestral temple, ghosts cannot enjoy blood sacrifices. This seems to be a regulation in the world of Stories from a Chinese Studio.

"Haha, the old man was deceived by that kid." Pei Zhanqiu showed a resentful sneer on his face.

Zhuo Jingning suddenly understood that it was Wang Shusheng who had not built the ancestral temple at all. From the very beginning, Wang Shusheng opposed Pei Zhanqiu becoming an evil ghost.

"This matter is Mr. Pei's family matter..." Zhuo Jingning thought for a while and then said.

His meaning is very obvious. It is difficult for honest officials to make up for family affairs, so he can't help with this busyness...

"I know it's very difficult to ask Lord Zhuo to come forward for this matter, but I think that with the savings of the Wang family, Lord Zhuo will definitely help Lord Zhuo do more things that benefit the people." Pei Zhanqiu expressed a thought that he thought he touched Zhuo Jingning's thoughts.

"Wang Shusheng's wife is not Mr. Pei's niece?" Zhuo Jingning knew that the evil ghost was inhumane, but he still had to ask this question.

"She is dead." Pei Zhanqiu said coldly.

"Why are you dead?" Zhuo Jingning remembered that he sent a letter a few days ago, wasn't he still fine?

"This kid is kind-hearted, but he is also lustful. When he met a woman outside, he was fascinated by him. In addition, the old man's niece stood on the side of the kid, which made the kid even more dissatisfied. There was a conflict for his concubine. My niece often beat and scolded this kid. As the saying goes, the clay man was also angry. During the push, the kid made his miserable niece fall into the river and went there."

Pei Zhanqiu's tone was very plain and the narrative was not at all biased. It sounded like this.

However, Zhuo Jingning didn't believe it.

If a person dies and his heart beats away, will he still have a conscience?

Zhuo Jingning felt that the greater possibility was that Pei Zhanqiu's niece, who was married and followed the chicken, stood on Wang Shusheng's side, which made Pei Zhanqiu angry and killed him.

Then, use this to get him out.
Chapter completed!