She dressed as a concubine and was targeted by the powerful brother.

Fu Jiao was fully prepared this time. No matter how cunning the childbirth ghost was, it would be difficult to escape.

She tied them up with a red rope in the air, took out the prepared oil pan, and faced the scalding hot oil, she was about to throw the childbirth ghost into it.

The childbirth ghost struggled to get away. When he saw this posture, he knew that the danger was in danger and shouted repeatedly: "Excellent man, forgive me! Master, forgive me!"

"You have done so many evil things and yet you dare to forgive me? See if I don't teach you to turn into ashes!"

Fu Jiao found out that as many as seven mothers had been killed by childbirth ghosts in the capital recently. Including their poor unborn babies, fourteen innocent souls died at her hands. She still dared to forgive her at this time. crime?

The oil pan sizzled.

The childbirth ghost was so frightened that he yelled: "Master, please wait!"

"Yes, wait a minute."

Yan Ji licked her lips and said, "Why don't you eat it for me?"

Fu Jiao picked up the frivolous childbirth ghost and asked, "Tell me, which way do you choose to die? Swallowed by Yan Ji, or fall into a frying pan?"

"I don't even want to."

The childbirth ghost raised its head, revealing an ordinary and dull face, about thirty years old, with blue lips. It looked completely different from a bloody ghost like Yan Ji.

A few tears flowed from her cloudy eyes, "Master, please spare me, I have my own reasons..."

"Oh? What's your problem?"

Although Fu Jiao was asking her, she did not let go of the red rope. The hot oil pan was not moved away, still frightening the childbirth ghost.

The childbirth ghost knew that he could not escape, and said resignedly: "Master, you should know that ghosts like us find substitutes just to borrow someone else's lifespan to be reincarnated. It is not good for us to blindly harm people in the underworld. The reason why I killed seven pregnant women and babies was because I was ordered to do so!"

Zhao Hao was extremely surprised.

He glanced at Fu Jiao and asked quickly: "What did that person instruct you to do?"

The childbirth ghost has been forced into a desperate situation these days.

She poured beans out of a bamboo tube and explained everything, "That man took my child away and forced me to kill ten pregnant women within a month to collect ten unborn babies. Three days ago, I went to see Zhang Mansion, I was supposed to collect the eighth infant spirit, but you, Master, stopped me."

Fu Jiao never expected that the childbirth ghost was being coerced behind the scenes.

These days, only evil sects with evil intentions will capture infant spirits. The infant spirit has not been born, and its soul is pure. Good and evil are all dependent on human guidance. If it is guided to good, it will have the opportunity to cultivate into a Bodhisattva child; if it is guided to evil, it will be a terrifying existence with the most evil sins. There are also people who use infant spirits to refine magic weapons. All in all, this is not a good thing.

"Who is that person?"

The childbirth ghost said: "He lives on Thirteenth Street in Beijing. His name seems to be Zhou Fangjun. He is an opera singer."

"Zhou Fangjun?!"

Fu Jiao and Zhao Hao said in unison.

The childbirth ghost was confused: "Do you all know him?"

Zhao Hao clicked his tongue and shook his head, "Who in the capital doesn't know the pillars of the Chunxi class?" He looked at Fu Jiao, "Knowing people and faces but not the heart. I didn't expect Zhou Fangjun to be this kind of person. He can act on the surface but change his face. He actually practices sorcery in private."

The childbirth ghost has runny nose and tears.

She choked up and said: "Before I met Zhou Fangjun, I lived in a mass grave north of Tongzhou. I never did any evil with my children, and I didn't even scare the travelers in the slightest. But after Zhou Fangjun came, he kidnapped me My child, forced me to catch ten infant spirits for him, otherwise my child’s soul will be destroyed. It doesn’t matter to me whether he lives or dies. My child was drowned in the river during his lifetime, and I don’t want him to have peace after death.”

For the sake of her own child, the childbirth ghost had to take risks and do things she didn't want to do against her will.

"Now my hands are covered with blood, and I can no longer reincarnate." The childbirth ghost wiped her tears and looked at Fu Jiao as if looking at a life-saving straw, "Master, you can kill me or chop me up, it's up to you. But please save my child, he is innocent. Now he is still being held hostage by Zhou Fangjun, you must save him!"

Her child's life is miserable.

During her lifetime, she married an inhumane woman and died in childbirth. Her husband threw a straw mat into a mass grave. The child followed her and turned into a ghost. She never lived a good day. She wanted to wait for the ghost to take her to the underworld, but instead she was met by the vicious Zhou Fangjun. Zhao Hao has met Zhou Fangjun many times. Whenever there is a banquet in the palace, the Chunxi Troupe will be invited to sing two songs.

I never thought that Zhou Fangjun, who looked gentle and gentle, had such tricks behind his back.

"Why does Zhou Fangjun want ten infant spirits?"

Zhao Hao was puzzled.

"Asking you." Fu Jiao tugged on the red rope in her hand.

The childbirth ghost shook his head, with tears streaming down his face, "I don't know either. And... and in my opinion, Zhou Fangjun himself doesn't know Taoism, and he has someone who knows Taoism behind him to guide him."

This is getting more and more confusing.

Zhao Hao punched the wall angrily, "This week Fangjun must be arrested and interrogated. Under the emperor's feet, he is so audacious that he actually murders people and performs evil spells. It is intolerable in heaven." His father is the governor, so Zhao Hao has a sense of justice. Hao still had it, "I'm going to tell my father that Zhou Fangjun must be captured and brought to justice."

Fu Jiao disagreed.

Afraid of staying with Fu Rudi, Xue Zhongliu and the others for a long time, Fu Jiao always thought that arresting people must rely on evidence.

She asked: "Shichu Wuming, why did you arrest him?"

Could it be that it was a ghost who reported it?

Zhao Hao snorted coldly, "So what if it was a ghost who reported him? I will give him all the ten tortures! This kind of person can even harm women and children. It is not an exaggeration to apply all kinds of criminal laws."

Fu Jiao didn't bother to talk to him.

Although Zhou Fangjun was hateful, the person who gave him advice behind his back was even more vicious, and Fu Jiao didn't want to let anyone go.

"Let me ask you, did you give those seven infant spirits to Zhou Fangjun?"

The childbirth ghost said: "Not yet."

She plans to save ten of them and exchange them for her own children.

"Ah."

Fu Jiao touched her chin and began to think about strategies.

There must be a reason why Zhou Fangjun wants Yingling. She plans to lurk in the dark to see what Zhou Fangjun wants to do.

"Yan Ji, I leave this matter to you."

There is someone who knows magic behind Zhou Fangjun, and Yanji is very experienced, so it is not easy to be discovered.

When Zhao Hao heard this, he asked Yan Ji to do something again, and asked with a sad face: "Isn't there any danger..."

"Be at ease."

Fu Jiao drew a spell on Yan Ji so that if something happened to Yan Ji, she would be able to detect it immediately. Besides, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. Zhao Hao was so timid that he couldn't find out Zhou Fangjun's secret for a year and a half.

The childbirth ghost was caught, but she was devastated.

She said: "You are a good person, so I will leave my child to you."

"If your child is really innocent, he will naturally be reincarnated smoothly when he reaches the underworld." Fu Jiao tightened the red rope, tied up the childbirth ghost, and stuffed it into a bottle. "Although you are being coerced by others, everyone is still you." He killed him with his own hands. Zhou Fangjun is the culprit, and you can’t escape his involvement."

The childbirth ghost bowed his head obediently: "It's all up to the experts."