Surprisingly, Lord Su, who always cared about the country and the people, did not receive the kid who asked for help.
He just asked the servants in the mansion to send a note with eight small characters scrawled on it:
Protect the people and wait and see what happens.
After begging again and again not to be allowed in, the kid returned to the City God's Temple with the note.
After he left, a long sigh came from the old man in Su Houye's mansion.
After listening to Judge Wen's story, Shopkeeper Liu frowned.
General Shackles is missing and his life and death are unknown;
The underworld chose to avoid it... It seems that the dirty things in the town are not simple!
Of course it's not simple. If it were simple, Feng Wumen wouldn't put down his face and come to the small courtyard in disguise to ask for help.
After all, it is not only about the safety of the jurisdiction, but also about the life of his brother-in-law...
It's a pity that it's not the right time to ask for help, and the small courtyard is also at its most empty moment.
After a while, Shopkeeper Liu stood up gently and broke the solemn silence.
"For us craftsmen who learn to tie paper, our ancestors only set one rule: to protect the peace of one party."
"The old man can't let it go just because it's dirty and evil."
Having said this, shopkeeper Liu laughed at himself.
"Back then, I was greedy and was tricked by Huang Chao, and I became like this."
"If I break the rules again, I will be even more embarrassed to see my ancestors."
Seeing that shopkeeper Liu had made up his mind, Judge Wen didn't say anything more.
He just got up and said goodbye immediately, and hurried back to the Chenghuang Temple to resume his duties.
During lunch, shopkeeper Liu did not tell the remaining "ordinary people" in the small courtyard what Judge Wen had told him.
He just asked Wang San and Chen Fu to help take care of Liu Meina for a while, saying that he had important things to do and had to go out for a while.
Wang and Chen naturally nodded in agreement, and Xiao Meina was happy to play with Wang Qianyue for a few more days.
After settling down his granddaughter, shopkeeper Liu seemed to have put aside his last worries and had a drink with Wang San.
As for Chen Fu, because he had just recovered from a serious illness, he only accompanied him for a few drinks.
When they were done drinking and eating, shopkeeper Liu stood up and said goodbye gracefully, and hugged the innocent Liu Meina tightly.
After leaving the small courtyard and walking to a deserted place, the paper-making man with a great heart smiled bitterly.
"Hey, with this body that is neither human nor ghost, even if you want to get drunk, you can't do it!"
Yan Bi looked back and saw the wet footprints he had left on the snow, and the wry smile on his face became even stronger.
Then his legs stopped moving and his body began to spin in one direction strangely.
After more than ten turns, it becomes twisted like a twist, or like when we twist a towel.
The wine I just drank was squeezed out...
When he returned to his coffin shop, shopkeeper Liu closed the doors and windows tightly and began to prepare.
After all, we already know that the dirty things in the town are not simple, but we can't be careless at all.
As night fell, Shopkeeper Liu drove his donkey cart towards the town, pulling a dark coffin.
On both sides of the coffin, there are a pair of paper figures of a boy and a girl.
Not far behind, the sun sets and the moon rises.
The silvery moonlight shines on the snow, and the scenery ten meters away is clearly visible, but it does not affect the journey at all.
The night in the mountains is not as silent as in the city: all kinds of strange and weird sounds are constantly coming from the distance.
Some are like babies crying at night, and some are like women crying.
When they reached a fork in the road, the old donkey pulling the cart suddenly screamed and stopped.
It looked like there was a natural enemy ahead.
Shopkeeper Liu, who seemed to have fallen asleep, took out his hands from his sleeves.
He raised his head and wore a leather hat, and quietly stared at the seemingly normal road ahead.
After a while, a dark wind suddenly began to blow.
In the dark wind, a big ghost over three meters tall with a green face and fangs quickly condensed into shape.
When shopkeeper Liu saw the big ghost, instead of having any intention of fighting, he happily got off the donkey cart.
"If Mr. Judge Wu is not enjoying the incense in the City God's Temple, why would you stop me, an old man, at night?"
That's right, the big ghost that just appeared is another high-end combat power in the City God's Temple: Judge Wu.
Not only is he tall, but his muscles are all bulging.
If broken down, they belong to the powerful ghost king clan.
Judge Wu already knew that the "mage" in front of him was the elder general, so he didn't trust him too much.
Instead, he put away his fierce attitude and sat on the other end of the donkey cart with a smile.
"Senior went to suppress the evil spirits regardless of the danger, so naturally our Chenghuang Temple must also contribute."
Shopkeeper Liu also smiled when he heard this and did not refuse, but gently patted the old donkey pulling the cart on the butt.
"Old man, keep walking."
"This is the Yinsi Zhengshen, not a dirty thing."
The old donkey seemed to have understood human nature. After hearing this, he howled twice and continued to walk forward unhurriedly.