Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 956 Complaints
Luzhu’s story was so long that by the time it was finished, the candles on the desk were almost burned out.

Fortunately, the effect was achieved. When Pan Yifeng heard the sad part, he wiped away his tears; when he heard the tragic part, he became furious.The emotions rise and fall with the story, like being intoxicated.

"Sir, the female ghost Luzhu has been staying by the Wuyu River for more than three hundred years. She only wants to have a good relationship with Tang Zhiyuan again and make up for the regrets of her previous life." After the female ghost Luzhu finished telling the story, she began to make requests and said:

"But Tang Zhiyuan has been reincarnated, but he has forgotten the vows made in his previous life. Luzhu is unwilling to accept it. I beg you to grant me permission to reincarnate with my memories. I also beg you to be kind and release Tang Zhiyuan's memories of his previous life so that he can know me. ,accept me!"

Pan Yifeng nodded silently, but didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something.

In the dead of night, the stars are changing.

A few beams of starlight leaked from the sky, covering the house where Pan Yifeng and others were.

"Ahem...Master Pan, the story of the female ghost Yan Luzhu's past life has been finished. Look, should I write a judgment and give her a good place to go?" Ding Ermiao couldn't help reminding, watching at the same time He looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the case.

Pan Yifeng waved his hand and said: "The verdict is not urgent. We will wait until the other ghost criminals have finished their statements one by one, and then we will hand down the verdict together."

"Thank you, Lord Pan, for your kindness." Luzhu kowtowed in thanks, stood up, and stepped aside.

"The next criminal, come forward!" Pan Yifeng slapped the alarm and shouted.

Liang Liang trembled with fright, floated forward, and bowed his head in salute: "Ghost scholar Liang Liang has met Master Pan!"

Now Pan Yifeng is possessed by Kuixing and shines brightly. He is no longer the timid nerd just now.

So Liang Liang felt Pan Yifeng's momentum, and in turn was afraid of Pan Yifeng.

"You dare to offend Liang Liang, why don't you kneel down?" Pan Yifeng asked with a startled look.

"Master Pan, I have the reputation of being a scholar, so I don't have to kneel in court." Liang Liang replied tremblingly.

"So you are a scholar? You are in the lineage of Confucius. That's all. You are allowed to stand and speak." Pan Yifeng's expression softened a little and said: "Liang Liang, why did you die in your previous life? What grievances are there?"

"Sir, sit high, please listen to Liang Liang..."

Liang Liang took out a piece of white paper from his arms, unfolded it, and read loudly: "The lonely soul Liang Liang, a native of the mountain city, was born when the Qing Dynasty was declining. He inherited court training at a young age and studied essays at the age of five... How? Unlucky times and unruly fate..."

It turned out that this guy had written down the past events of his previous life in writing. It would be easier to read them out from the text at this time.

Ding Ermiao dozed off while listening, but Pan Yifeng listened with great interest.

By the time Liang Liang finished reading his nonsense, another half hour had passed.

After hearing this, Pan Yifeng said: "Students in the world have the most difficult life. They have beams hanging over their heads and cones pricking their buttocks. They study hard under the moon under the light of the wall. It is not easy for ten years in a cold window. Liang Liang, if you are reincarnated as a human being, what are your requirements?"

"I..." Liang Liang suddenly became excited and said:
"I don't want fine clothes and fine food, nor do I want a bunch of wives and concubines. I just want to be reborn in a scholarly family, continue to read and write, and in the future, I will be the top scholar, enter a prestigious university, and fulfill my lifelong dream."

Pan Yifeng nodded and said, "You mean, do you want to be a top student?"

"Yes, top student, top student!" Liang Liang nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, I'm sure. Liang Liang, please step aside first, and I will give you a verdict later." Pan Yifeng waved his hand and said: "The next ghost criminal, come forward!"

Xiao Guitou Zhuan Zhu came forward and knelt down to kowtow. There was a banging sound, but he did not dare to speak.

"You little brat, how did you die?" Pan Yifeng slowed down and asked.

Shuan Zhu kowtowed a few more times before telling the story of his previous life.

What kind of twists and turns can a teenage boy have?

So Shuan Zhu was crying and crying, all he was talking about was that he was lonely when he was young, his family was poor, he herded cattle for the landlord's family, and he was used as a horse by a dog master.In the end, he fell into Suolongtan and became a water ghost. He didn't have a full meal before he died, but he was fed a belly of cold water...

After talking about misery, Shuan Zhu continued to talk about his hope for the next life, crying and miserable.

Pan Yifeng listened silently and waved: "I already know, Shuan Zhu, you step aside first, I will make my own decision later."

Kang Cheng Luoying then stepped forward and stated his previous life.

"The female ghost Luoying was born in the third year of the Republic of China and died in the 21st year of the Republic of China. When I was studying in a foreign school, I had a free love with my classmate Kang Cheng. Later, my father used me to curry favor with wealthy families. I couldn't think of it and committed suicide. Kang Cheng Sincerity was filled with sorrow and angered the wealthy young master, so he killed him. Therefore, he triggered the king's law and was shot at Caishikou..."

Luo Ying choked up and couldn't speak several times.

Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan wiped away tears while listening.

Kangcheng interface said:

"After Luoying and I died, before our souls entered the ghost gate, we met unexpectedly on the ghost road in Liangzhou. We were worried that we would be separated after entering the underworld, so the two of us decided not to reincarnate, but to stay in the world. We are a lonely couple. Soul, wandering around, hiding in hiding, it has been almost 100 years now..."

Luo Ying took a breath and added again:
"Before his death, a foreign priest once said that Kang Cheng and I had a love relationship for three lives. But in the first life before his death, it only lasted for 20 years; in the life after his death, he did not dare to walk under the sun. And the third life was even more ethereal. Without a trace, I don’t know where I landed..."

Kang Cheng and Luoying were both college students, somewhat eloquent, and their words were extremely miserable.

Everyone in the hall felt sore in their hearts and remained speechless.

After a long time, Pan Yifeng sighed: "What is love in the world, to make people agree to each other in life and death? Forget it, I will sentence you to a third life of love and fulfill your wish."

"Thank you Master Pan, Kang Cheng and Luoying will never be forgotten!" Kang Cheng and Luoying, the ghost couple, thanked them and stepped aside.

Then Lin Xiruo came on the stage and cursed the injustice of heaven. Why was his soul imprisoned by the underworld at such a young age before he had lived enough?

"I already know about this. You should also step aside and let's deal with it later." Pan Yifeng dismissed Lin Xiruo, looked around again, and asked:
"Are there any other ghost criminals? If you have any grievances, please report them as soon as possible."

The sleepy Ding Ermiao also glanced around. Lvzhu Shuanzhu, Kangcheng Luoying, Liang Liang, Lin Xiruo and other suffering masters had all finished talking, and nothing was left out.Going to court to ask questions should come to an end here.

Next, is the most critical step, defrauding Pan Yifeng's verdict.

……

So, Ding Ermiao pushed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of Pan Yifeng and said: "Master Pan, please..."

"Wait!" Who knew that at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and a broken gong voice shouted outside: "I have a grievance, I have a grievance!"

If I go, could it be that a lie becomes true, Kuixing goes to court to investigate, and actually attracts the lonely ghosts nearby?
All the people and ghosts in the hall were stunned.

Ding Ermiao glanced at Li Weinian and motioned for him to open the door.

Li Weinian nodded and opened the door latch.

"I have a grievance!" A guy with unkempt hair, a face full of bitterness and hatred, got in, rushed to Pan Yifeng's case and shouted: "I have a grievance, please make the decision for me!"

Ding Ermiao took a closer look and saw that this was not a ghost, but a person!

Pan Yifeng didn't care whether he was a human or a ghost. He was shocked and shouted: "Who is coming? What injustice is there!"

"I am a hard-working writer at Tencent Literature Chuangshi Chinese website, the author of "Ghost Curse" chants. I lit the lamp and burned oil and wrote hard and meditatively. I broke several keyboards, suffered from cervical spondylosis, frozen shoulder, and fingertips. The joints are swollen, but many readers who like "Ghost Curse" choose to pirate it and cannot give me a small subscription support! Do you think I am unjust or not?!"

The person who came was very excited, his eyes were red, he was spitting, and he shouted:

"Without subscription support, the editor won't give recommendations, my grades will plummet, and I won't even be able to make money. How can I write down the rest of the story?!"

Everyone was stunned, it turned out that this guy was here to complain.

There was a snap, and Pan Yifeng became furious, slapped his hands on the wall, and shouted:
"Those who read and write should be pure of heart and have few desires. They should be indifferent to clarify their aspirations, be quiet and far-reaching. If they are successful, they can help the world, and if they are poor, they should be alone. But you are full of copper in your head, which is a disgrace to a scholar! You and me, give me a stick to beat you out. !”

When Li Weinian heard the sound, he kicked the poor writer out of the door and closed the door again.

"Sigh... In fact, writers are also very pitiful. If you can support it, you should go to Tencent Literature to support "Ghost Curse". After all, you have to live. Supporting the works you like is not a waste of money."

Pan Yifeng looked at the closed door, sighed, then unfolded the rice paper, picked up the brush and dipped it in thick ink, and shouted:

"All the ghosts come forward and listen to the judgment!"

(End of this chapter)