Chapter 22 Chapter 22 Strange Sounds on the Balcony (XVIII)

Fang Hui spoke the words stutteringly, half out of fear and the other half still out of fear.

The red-armed ghost murmured, "Did Master Ning ask you to come?"

"Yes, yes..." Fang Hui still did not dare to raise his head.

The red-armed ghost casually put the notebook in his hand on his shoulder and shouted to the black-clothed ghost next to him, "Hey, Xiaoliu!" "

Here!" A black-clothed ghost who looked about the same age as Fang Hui responded.

"Take him to the underworld to see Zhou Yong." The red-armed ghost stopped looking at Fang Hui after he finished speaking, and turned around to continue writing and drawing on the notebook.

"Hey, Fang Hui, come with me." The ghost named Xiaoliu put down what he was doing and waved to Fang Hui.

"Oh...oh!" Fang Hui responded and ran a few steps in the direction of Xiaoliu.

Xiaoliu saw him coming and said, "Aren't you going to thank him?"

"Oh!" Fang Hui turned around and ran back, standing behind the red-armed ghost messenger.

The red-armed ghost messenger glanced at him and said, "Anything else?"

"Well... thank you... thank you." Fang Hui said a little unnaturally. The

red-armed ghost messenger looked at him for a while, then hummed.

Seeing Fang Hui like this, Xiaoliu couldn't help but talk about him: "Why do you look stupid?"

"..." Fang Hui didn't say anything. If it were in the past, he would have scolded him a long time ago, but now he just felt that Xiaoliu was right.

Of course, he was not afraid of the ghost messenger, definitely not!

Seeing Fang Hui lowered his head and didn't say anything, Xiaoliu said again: "Hey, how did you die?"

"It seems to be a car accident." Fang Hui said.

Xiao Liu nodded: "You are the first ghost to be released back to the world. In the past, those who could not be reincarnated here would either stay in the underworld or be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell..."

Fang Hui rubbed his fingers, he looked up at the ghost next to him: "Can I ask you a question?"

"Well? Ask."

"Who is that ball of light? I see you all respect it very much."

The ghost Xiao Liu exclaimed, looking at Fang Hui in surprise: "You don't know him?"

Fang Hui shook his head, and the ghost Xiao Liu sighed: "He is..."

Then Xiao Liu didn't say anything else, he saw two people standing opposite.

Fang Hui also looked as he did, and saw a man in a long gown, with waist-length hair and a handsome face standing in front.

The other was a man in his fifties, wearing a neat suit and a smile on his face.

Suit?

Fang Hui couldn't help but look at this man a few more times. This outfit really didn't fit in in the underworld.

The man in the suit also looked at him.

"Master Wei, Master Cui." Xiao Liu bowed.

"Yes, Xiao Liu, you come to do the work?" said the smiling man.

"Yes, I'll take him to ask Zhou Yong's soul something." Xiao Liu said.

Then the eyes of the others fell on Fang Hui, and he lowered his head and shrank his body.

"Is he the Fang Hui?" said the handsome man.

Seeing Fang Hui remained silent, Xiaoliu nudged him with his elbow and said, "Speak up, Lord Cui is asking you a question."

"Yes, I am Fang Hui." Fang Hui had no choice but to answer. He raised his eyes and exchanged glances with the man in the long robe, then quickly lowered his gaze.

The man in the long robe narrowed his eyes and said nothing more.

It was the man in the suit next to him who smiled and said to the two of them, "You two should go and do your business first."

"Yes."

Xiaoliu pulled Fang Hui, and Fang Hui followed mechanically.

He turned his head and secretly glanced at the place where he had just stood. The man in the long robe and the man in the suit were both looking at him.

That look, a feeling that was hard to describe.

"Those two people just now are..." Fang Hui made small talk.

"Oh, the one with long hair is Lord Cui Jue, and the one in the suit is Lord Wei Zheng."

They are all famous characters in mythological stories. Wei Zheng was an able minister under Emperor Taizong of Tang

, Li Shimin. He was upright and daring to speak out. After his death, he was awarded the title of Benevolent Official in the underworld and was one of the four great judges. Cui Jue was also a person in the Sui and Tang dynasties. He was a small county magistrate at first and later promoted to the fourth son of the Ministry of Rites. He was an honest official and did not seek power. After his death, he was taken to the Yinlusi, holding the soul-catching pen in his left hand and the book of life and death in his right hand . Some people also say that he is the chief of the four great judges. Fang Hui couldn't help but look back again: "Why is Wei Zheng not wearing ancient clothes?" "Lord Wei said that this suit makes him look younger." Xiao Liu said indifferently. "Look younger?" Fang Hui was a little speechless. He had been dead for more than a thousand years. How young could he be? Xiao Liu took him to a courtyard. The outside looked very much like the ancient government mansion. On the yellow crossbeam plaque outside, the three characters "Chachasi" were written in red. Many people came in and out, many ghost messengers like Xiaoliu, and many ghosts with iron handcuffs on their hands, and some even had shackles on their feet. "These ghosts with handcuffs and shackles were extremely evil in their lifetime. They were brought here for interrogation, and then the method of placement was determined." Xiaoliu said. Following Xiaoliu inside, a loud shout suddenly came: "Yang Guangyi! You raped a 10-year-old girl and caused her to suffocate to death! You even took away the few tens of yuan that the girl earned from selling fruits to supplement the family income! You are really heartbroken!" The voice was loud and penetrating. Although it was not Fang Hui who was yelling, he felt his soul tremble. In the hall of the government office, a thin man with dark skin was kneeling, and above him sat a man with angry eyes. He had thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, a rough appearance, and a thick beard on his face that looked like an explosion. He looked like a fierce general in war. "I have decided to send Yang Guangyi to the eighteenth level of hell, where he will suffer endless pain and will never be reborn! Come on!"

"Sir! Sir, spare my life! Sir, spare my life! I know I was wrong!" The thin man cried in panic.

"What's the use of crying now? When you committed a crime, you should think more about others and yourself. Will you end up like this?" The man snorted coldly, "Crocodile tears, who are you pretending to cry for? Take him away!"

Two people in black prison uniforms walked out and took the man away one by one.

"Sir! Sir, spare my life! Sir, spare my life!" The thin man cried.

The miserable voice could be heard from a long distance. Fang Hui rubbed the goose bumps on his arms and followed Xiao Liu.

"Lu Pan." Xiao Liu saluted. The man called Lu Pan looked at Xiao Liu and then at Fang Hui who was standing beside him.

"What's the matter?" Judge Lu continued to flip through the case files in his hand and stopped looking at the two people.

"We want to see a man named Zhou Yong who was arrested a few days ago." Xiao Liu said.

"A few days ago? How long ago? How can I find him if you don't tell me the time?" Judge Lu was obviously not very happy. Fang Hui's legs couldn't stop shaking as he was stared at by his copper-bell-like eyes.

"Fang Hui, what day was it a few days ago?" Xiao Liu turned around and saw Fang Hui was scared like a quail. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

"...It was...it was the 20th, no, it was the 21st..." Fang Hui trembled.

Judge Lu stared at him intently, his eyes seemed to be shining with gold. When Fang Hui was about to kneel down, Judge Lu suddenly smiled: "Hey, by the way, you have to speak clearly so that others don't understand, understand?"

Then he flipped through the notebook: "No. 21 Zhou Yong... um, in 1032."

"Thank you, Judge Lu."

Although Fang Hui didn't understand what this man was doing, he quickly mechanically echoed: "Thank you, Judge Lu."

Judge Lu watched the two people walk to the back and asked: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No need, Judge Lu, just do your thing." Xiao Liu said.

Then Xiao Liu took Fang Hui into the elevator.

Fang Hui leaned against the inside of the elevator, his legs still trembling a little: "This judge Lu is too scary."

"As a judge, a kind face can't suppress those evil people." Xiao Liu looked at Fang Hui and smiled, "Look at you, you are not a prisoner, why are you so scared?"

"Too scary..." Fang Hui leaned against the side with an ugly face, and then followed Xiao Liu out of the elevator in a daze.

After walking for a long time, Fang Hui came to his senses: "What the hell was that just now? Elevator?!"

Although it looks like an ancient building from the outside, it is full of modern things inside, such as the elevator just now, and the prison guards playing cards in the monitoring room.

Fang Hui felt that his brain was not enough.

"Brothers~" Xiao Liu lay in front of the window of the monitoring room and waved at everyone.

"Hey, Master Liu." One of the guards shouted, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for a soul to ask something. Is 1032 still here?"

Another guard looked at the surveillance camera next to him: "Yes."

Xiao Liu said thank you and wanted to turn around and leave. A guard stood up: "Hey, Master Liu, do you want me to accompany you there?"

"No, no, you guys have your fun."

"This is the prison area. It holds some ghosts who have not been convicted yet. Judge Lu will decide on the sentence after he finds out their crimes."

"Judge Lu is the one just now..."

"Lu Zhidao, also known as Lu Pan. Oh, by the way, he once did something ridiculous, which was to replace people's heads. You've heard of the head replacement of Jourdain's wife, right?"

Fang Hui nodded. He had seen this character on TV when he was a child. He was originally a simple-minded scholar, but his heart was replaced by Lu Pan.

After the heart replacement, the scholar became smart and powerful, but he also disliked the ugliness of his wife, so Lu Pan replaced his wife's head with a beauty.

It has to be said that the TV series was a shadow of Fang Hui's childhood.

Following Xiao Liu, he came to the prison area. There are three floors here, and each floor holds nearly a hundred unconvicted evil spirits.

The man Fang Hui saw in the trial hall just now was imprisoned here before.

If you don’t tell them that these evil ghosts are ghosts, they really look no different from real people.

Four people in a room, all wearing the same white prison uniform. There are bunk beds and a squat toilet in the room.

The prison door on the outside is made of fine steel, and you can clearly see the prisoners’ every move inside.

When these prisoners saw someone coming, they all looked over at them. When they saw Fang Hui, their eyes suddenly widened.

Fang Hui got goosebumps all over his body when he was stared at by these people. He wanted to yell, "What the hell are you looking at! "

But thinking that he was now on someone else’s territory, he didn’t dare to say anything and could only stand next to Xiaoliu.

Xiaoliu found his movements very funny: "What? Are you scared?"