The county magistrate breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat on his sleeves, and said with cupped hands: "Thank you! In this case, we have agreed that we will give you 1,900 yuan a month, and I will completely rely on you for the punishment and name, especially for solving the case.

You are fully responsible, and you don’t need to ask me for instructions on everything. As long as you have a principle that can solve the case and maintain the safety of the other party."

He then took Qiu Wuhen to a room next door. This was a room exclusively for Master Xing Ming. There was a small door connected to the magistrate's room, and people could go in from outside.

In the next room, there were piles of books and all kinds of copywriting. The previous master left without even completing the work handover, and left with half-finished work.

Qiu Wuhen also felt his head was spinning when he saw so many files and materials on the desk. If he got stuck on these documents, it would be troublesome. Fortunately, he could assign these tasks to the people below.

Moreover, Master Xing only needs to review it and does not need to write any judgment himself, which is relatively easy to handle.

Do it first, then talk about it if it doesn't work. This was Qiu Wuhen's decision.

There is no need to go through any formalities when hiring Mr. Xing Ming. A letter of appointment is all it takes and you can start work immediately.

Because his main responsibility is to solve cases. As for solving cases, he only needs to look at the classics, history, and torture chambers. There are no big cases for him to solve now, so there is nothing to do.

It's actually better if nothing happens. The county magistrate is happier. With a master in solving crimes, he won't be afraid of murder.

………………

In the evening, after going to the Yamen.

Qiu Wuhen first came to Jinzhitang to see a doctor.

There were a total of two difficult diseases waiting for him, and Yaohulu solved them easily. Qian Jinzhi was very happy, because these two cases were not cured by their medical clinic for a long time and many times, so she decided to hand them over.

Qiu Wuhen did not expect that Qiu Wuhen could do it so easily, and it was effective on the spot. The patient was cured after just one dose of medicine. The patient was also very happy and praised him repeatedly.

Qiu Wuhen was about to go back, only to find that it was snowing. Big snowflakes were floating down, and the ground was soon covered with silver.

Qian Jinzhi said to Qiu Wuhen, "Shall I send a carriage to take you back?"

Qiu Wuhen smiled and said, "No need. Let's walk back a few steps and feel the smell of snow. I haven't seen such heavy snow for a long time."

Indeed, as the earth warms in modern society, it is difficult to see heavy snow in the south, especially the heavy snow that fills the sky.

Now that he was back in ancient times, it was much colder than before the time travel. Such heavy snow came back to his memory again, and he wanted to take a walk in the snow.

Qian Jinzhi took him an oil-paper umbrella and left the hospital.

Walking back along the dim street. As he was walking, he suddenly found someone standing on the roadside in front of him, who looked familiar.

This man was dressed in rags, like a beggar, but he was different from a beggar. He had a very strong figure and was not as timid as other beggars. Although he was dressed slovenly, he was not visible in the cold wind.

What does it mean to be cold?

Although he couldn't see clearly, the figure made Qiu Wuhen have an idea in his mind - isn't this a sloppy monk?

He walked over slowly, and sure enough, it was him. He smiled and said, "Master, are you waiting for me?"

The sloppy monk nodded, and there was no nonsense at all: "Monk Void carried the master register outside the lobby, and I knocked him out. The county government actually has a Dengwen drum, which was made at the same time as that one, as a backup

.Moreover, that drum was not finished, and the drum head on one side had not been covered. It had been left in the warehouse without anyone taking care of it for so many years. So I exchanged the two drums and put the body into the other drum that was not covered."

"Then, I re-covered the drum head, fastened it with rivets, and put the drum back into the lobby. The two drums were made at the same time and of the same style. Of course, the degree of mottlement was about the same, so they didn't even notice that it had actually been swapped. You now

Do you understand how the body was put into the drum?"

Qiu Wuhen was stunned, thought for a while, and then asked: "But the two drum craftsmen have checked the rivets on the drum. They are old and have been nailed in for many years, and they have never been pulled out. If they are pulled out and then nailed in again,

, you can definitely see it.”

"Yes, they only checked a few rivets on one side of the drum. If they check the other side, they will find that new nails have been inserted."

Qiu Wuhen was speechless. It turns out that the craftsman only checked the rivets on one side, and the sloppy monk had newly nailed the rivets on the other side of the drum skin, so he didn't find it.

Qiu Wuhen asked again: "Then why did you put his body into the Denwen Drum?"

The sloppy monk said: "Master Yinling said that Dengwen Drum can also suppress evil spirits. This master's resentment is too deep. If he doesn't use Dengwen Drum to suppress it, he will definitely turn into a evil ghost. Unfortunately, I didn't expect him to give up.

When he gets the chance to be reincarnated, he goes directly into his wife's belly, steals the soul of the fetus, turns into a ghost baby, and takes revenge, ugh..."

Qiu Wuhen was stunned again. What this sloppy monk said was true. Could it be that it was really haunted?

Only the devil knows.

Qiu Wuhen decided to bypass the ghost story and ask something practical: "Then Monk Void woke up and found that he encountered a ghost hitting the wall in Yeji Temple. What happened?"

"I brought him back to Yeji Temple. As for the ghost hitting the wall, it was because he had a problem with his head and was hallucinating. - Xia Houtian's Buddha and Demon statue can make people hallucinate, but I have removed it

Send it back to where it belongs, Ming Dynasty is not where it belongs."

Qiu Wuhen asked in surprise: "Did you send it back to the mysterious temple in the Western Regions? But it's only been a few days? How can you be so fast?"

"Not everything needs to be done by yourself."

Qiu Wuhen slapped his head. It was indeed true. He just asked someone to do it. He looked at the sloppy monk and said, "Who are you?"

"You will know later. See you later!"

The sloppy monk turned around and quickly walked into an alley. His movement was too sudden and he disappeared in an instant.

Qiu Wuhen didn't chase him, because he knew he couldn't catch up.

After returning to the small gate in the backyard of his home, he knocked on the door. The disciple Niu Shuitan said happily: "Master, you are back. An old woman came to the house. She used to serve the old lady in the house, and the old lady stayed behind.

"

Qiu Wuhen was a little surprised. Wasn't it said that dozens of members of the family were killed by the three Jiangnan thieves in one night? Why did another person come out to serve the old lady? Asked where the man in the cow water tank was.

Where? The cow water tank pointed to Grandma Su’s house.

Qiu Wuhen went straight to Grandma Su's house.

Grandma Su lives in the largest house in the back garden, with a living room, bedroom, and study room. In fact, everyone in the Su family in Surrey usually gathers in Grandma Su’s room to talk and work. It’s lively in this way, so the space is naturally large. Now go in

, Sure enough, all the women from the Su family are here.

The old lady, Grandma Su, sat in the middle, and a thin woman stood next to her, laughing and talking with her.
Chapter completed!