Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 873 The Mysterious Case of the Massacre
These dolls can no longer be considered living people.

But after a person dies, their soul becomes a spirit, and from a spirit to an evil spirit, there is a process called "transformation into an evil spirit".

Wu Xian once saw a similar spirit in the 'Luo Wang Island Blessed Land' and even received help from such a spirit. Such spirits may not be completely harmless to the living, but they do not treat killing as a physiological need like evil spirits.

Liu Nana tugged at Wu Xian's scarf, feeling a pang of pity at the sight of the doll frantically kowtowing.

"No, absolutely not!"

Wu Xianguang's expression changed instantly; his face, which had just been gloomy, immediately broke into a smile like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"You've misunderstood. I was just joking. How could I really throw boy's urine at you?"

The couple's mascots stopped kowtowing, tilted their heads slightly, as if they were thinking.

Just then, Li Xiaohu, having fastened his belt, ran over carrying a stuffed wine jar, shouting as he ran, "The boy's urine is here! Which one should we pee on?"

Wu Xian's smile froze instantly.

This was not only because he interfered with Wu Xian's rhetoric, but also because he acted on his own.

Wu Xianming had repeatedly told the newlyweds to stay by his side no matter what happened, which is why Liu Nana and Chen Chao helped him catch the dolls. However, Li Xiaohu's act of making children's urine could also be considered as carrying out Wu Xianming's instructions.

Therefore, Wu Xian merely glared at him and temporarily put his matter aside.

"Can you see my hidden virtues? As you can see, I am a person of great virtue, and you can completely trust me."

Wu Xian spread his arms wide, pretending to fly, showing off himself to the fullest, attracting the attention of all the puppets around him.

Presumably, Wu Xian must look dazzling in the eyes of the puppet at this moment.

Then Wu Xian took out some small denomination ghost money and distributed it to the nearby dolls one by one. After receiving the ghost money, the dolls were all excited and danced with joy.

They didn't actually recognize ghost money, but they felt particularly comfortable holding it in their hands.

Through the use of Yin virtue and ghost money, Wu Xian became close to the puppets and was finally able to obtain information from them.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on in this area, and how you all turned into dolls?"

The puppets gathered around, opened their mouths, and spat out black paper ash, which formed a sentence in mid-air:

'The massacre of four major families, the wrongful conviction of the innocent, the overwhelming resentment, the vengeful spirits and ghosts seeking revenge, and we, the innocent victims, have suffered the consequences...'

Subsequently, these paper ash particles formed an image in mid-air resembling the black and white screen of an old-fashioned television.

……

A trial is underway in the dimly lit and cramped county government office.

On both sides of the main hall, the yamen runners had no faces.

On the table, the magistrate's face was as black as ink, his figure indistinct, and the plaque above him that read "A Clear Mirror Hangs High" seemed to be bleeding.

Outside the ceremonial gate, residents of the county town crowded together to watch the trial of this murder case that had attracted the attention of the entire county.

Kneeling below the platform was a disheveled female prisoner, her feet raw from the shackles, her fingers bloodied and mangled, weakly calling out:

"It wasn't me, it really wasn't me..."

Bang!
The gavel struck heavily, the prisoner's mouth was covered, and the audience fell silent.

Bang!
After the second bang, the magistrate picked up the document and read the verdict:

"The Su, Ye, Xiao, and Lin families were wiped out one after another within a few days, leaving only Su Qishi as the sole survivor. According to the county's investigation, Su Qishi, out of jealousy and hatred, secretly purchased sleeping pills to drug the victim and then committed the crime. According to the law, she should be executed by slow slicing. However, the Holy Dynasty is benevolent and has granted permission for her to be executed at the execution ground in three days."

Bang!
With the third strike of the gavel, the magistrate marked the document with a vermilion brush and pressed a large seal onto the complaint. The seal was made of brass, with a slightly thick square metal block at the bottom and a short, round copper pillar at the top for easy gripping. Thus, the imprisoned woman, Su Qi, was found guilty.

Two constables grabbed the prisoner's arms, preparing to take her away through the side gate.

The imprisoned woman was already extremely weak from days of torture and forced confession, and she was even unable to stand up on her own. Even when she cried out for justice, she was weak and powerless.

But when she was lifted up by the yamen runners, she suddenly found strength from somewhere, pounced on the runners, and bit off one of their ears!

The enraged bailiffs slammed the prisoner to the ground and, in a fit of rage, struck her waist, back, and buttocks with their fire-and-water sticks.

At this moment, the imprisoned woman seemed like a different person. Lying on the ground, she didn't utter a sound even as she was beaten. She stuck out her ear and glared fiercely like a demon at the county residents watching the spectacle outside the ceremonial gate.

“The magistrate, the yamen runners, and all of you… you all know perfectly well what’s going on!”

"I'm not the murderer, and I'm not even human!"

"But why is no one willing to stand up and speak a fair word for me?"

"Do you all think that by hiding like turtles and pinning all the blame on me, everything will miraculously disappear?"

"You can continue to pretend to be heartless and brainless puppets!"

"Hahaha……"

The prisoner's maniacal laughter echoed through the county government office, sending chills down the spines of both the magistrate on his desk and the townspeople watching from outside.

The final scene is a cell with a straw floor, where a woman in prison clothes hangs herself with a white silk ribbon...

……

No wonder there was a smell of paper ash in the houses; it turns out that this paper ash was the means by which these puppets communicated.

After watching the video, Wu Xian roughly understood what had happened in this blessed land.

The story is simple.

The four major families in the county were mysteriously wiped out, causing panic among everyone. People did not know the reason for the massacre and could only regard the only survivor, Su Qi, as the criminal.

The wrongly accused Su Qi hanged herself in anger. After her death, she became a vengeful ghost and stuffed the souls of everyone who witnessed the trial into dolls, making them live as dolls forever.

The Su Qi woman in the story should be the prisoner woman hanging over the small square.

Because in the last scene, Su Qishi's posture is almost exactly the same as that of the prisoner.

But this imprisoned woman was clearly not the culprit; she was just one of the victims. Before she became an evil spirit, there had already been a large-scale series of evil spirit cases, which ultimately led to the entire county government being hidden away...

There is another detail.

Wu Xian remembered everything on the first floor, so he noticed that the case in front of the magistrate in the image had one more thing than the case on the first floor.

That is the county magistrate's seal!
On the desk on the first floor, there were two judgments for execution at noon the next day. Wu Xian had picked up the judgments, but the ordination certificate did not respond.

Perhaps after the seal is affixed, those two judgments will be able to play their proper role.

Wu Xian was deep in thought when he suddenly heard a terrified scream.

"coming!"

"She is coming!"

Wu Xian looked toward the source of the cries and saw two emaciated corpses hanging from the willow tree at the left entrance on the second floor, moving up and down like the two ends of a seesaw, making unsettling noises!
(End of this chapter)