I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 44: Ghost Jade

In ancient times, there was Di Gong who pretended to be in the underworld to solve an adultery case, and there was also Bao Longtu who pretended to be the King of Hell to scare out the real murderer.

However, these two methods can only be regarded as fraudulent methods at best, and they cannot really be used to ask the underworld to determine the real culprit.

Xu Qing also does not have this ability to ask the ghost, but he can read the memories of the deceased through the Sutra of Deliverance, return to the crime scene, and watch the replay of the death of the yamen runner before his death.

The yamen runner who died in front of him with unknown causes was named Wei Fang. His family had been in the yamen runner business since his grandfather, and by his generation, the family tradition could be said to be well-established and passed down in an orderly manner.

With this relationship, Wei Fang naturally knew everything about the government office. He could get a general idea of ​​what money he could make and what money he couldn't make with just a little thought!

For example, if there were any corpses in the yamen and no family members came to claim them, he would find two familiar servants and work together to sell them to corpse collectors in the underworld. As for what the other party did with the corpses, he would never ask.

As long as he has money, it has nothing to do with him even if the other party uses the corpse to make bun filling.

On this day, Wei Fang got a good job through the hands of the broker Li Siye - to deliver corpses to the newly opened coroner's shop on Jingxia Street.

The young owner of the funeral shop was a wonderful man. He was not only generous but also well-mannered. Since he had this channel, Wei Fang never sold corpses to other companies again.

On this day, Wei Fang led two express yamen runners to deliver the corpse and were about to return to the yamen when they heard someone screaming not far away. It turned out that a gambler had stayed overnight in the inn opposite the gambling house, but for some reason he died in the guest room early in the morning.

Wei Fang had just sold the corpse and had nothing else to do, so he brought two servants to the crime scene.

The deceased had no obvious external injuries, but his eyes were wide open and his lips and mouth were wide open, as if he had witnessed something terrifying and was frightened to death on the spot.

Wei Fang didn't care about the cause of death, but instead fell in love with the Pixiu jade pendant held tightly in the deceased's hand.

Hey! This jade pendant is quite good, it looks valuable.

Upon further investigation, it was found that the deceased was a gambler and had no relatives at home. He was the kind of person who would have no one to bury him after his death.

Wei Fang felt even happier. This was really God sending him money to spend. Not only was the jade pendant valuable, but the corpse was also valuable!
So he immediately dispersed the onlookers, and then instructed a fellow yamen runner to go to the yamen to pass a message, asking the head of the clerk's office and the coroner to come and investigate the scene. Then he instructed another companion to guard the entrance of the inn and not let outsiders approach.

He closed the door, stole the jade pendant from the gambler's hand, and then pretended nothing had happened and went about his business as usual.

Originally, this was nothing. There were always corrupt officials in the yamen, but no one had ever been punished by the yamen for taking things from a dead person.

But today's situation is different from usual.

That night, as soon as Wei Fang returned home, he couldn't wait to take out the Pixiu jade pendant and look at it in front of the lamp.

The jade pendant was shining brightly, and the carved Pixiu beast seemed to come alive, leaping and moving in the candlelight.

Wei Fang became more and more fascinated as he looked, until he felt sleepy. Then he placed the jade pendant against his chest, lay back on the couch and fell asleep.

Seeing this, Xu Qing originally thought that the Sutra of Salvation would skip this useless scene, but in the middle of the night, the sleeping Wei Fang suddenly got up from the bed, walked outside, squatted in the yard and grinned foolishly.

"Hey, my points are higher than yours, I win, all this money is mine!"

"Another round? Sure, but this time I'll have to bet a little bigger, ten taels of silver."

"You are unlucky, this is fifty taels"

"One hundred taels"

In the middle of the night, Wei Fang squatted in the yard in a thin layer of clothing in the freezing weather. His empty hands shook as if he was holding a sieve for dice rolling, and he was grinning foolishly to himself.

When the stakes reached five thousand taels, a new voice suddenly sounded in Wei Fang's ears.

"You're so lucky! Let's play a little bigger. If you win, I'll give you all the money I have. If you lose, you have to give me your life."

Wei Fang smiled foolishly and replied, "Okay, but if you lose, you are not allowed to regret it."

As the saying goes, nine out of ten gambling cases involve fraud, and the only way to win is to not gamble.

Wei Fang gambled alone in the yard until late at night. The cold wind had already soaked his body to the bone, but he was still unaware of it.

Until a burst of laughter suddenly sounded in my ears——

"Hehe, you lose, your life belongs to me!" Wei Fang suddenly woke up after hearing this joke, but at this time half of his body had been frozen. Not to mention that his body and feet were numb and he couldn't stand up, even the last breath he held on to was only because he wanted to win.

Now that he heard the gambling game was over, he could no longer hold his breath. He simply leaned back and fell silent.

At the last moment, Xu Qing vaguely saw in the last frame of the picture a ghost emerging from the Pixiu jade pendant and swallowing up Wei Fang's last breath!

And that ghost was not someone else, but the victim whose jade pendant was stolen by Wei Fang in broad daylight!
Afterwards, Xu Qing took a quick look at the reward for the Sutra of Saving People, which was a small technique for catching thieves and tracking down criminals, and a bottle of tracking powder, which could be sprinkled on the target to reveal the other party's whereabouts through special methods.

He silently put away the reward and then turned his attention back to the corpse in front of him.

At this time, Wei Fang did not have the Pixiu jade pendant on her.

Looking through the corresponding autopsy case files, there was no relevant information about the Pixiu jade pendant.

Xu Qing thought of a possibility, that is, the jade pendant was picked up by another "lucky guy" who was looking for a bargain.

This person may be the first person to discover Wei Fang’s body, or he may be the clerk who examined the body on the scene!

Xu Qing turned his head to look at Wang Lingyuan who was reading a book not far away, as if thinking about something.

Could it be that his senior brother took away the strange jade pendant?
"Brother, when you examined this body, did you see what items were on him?"

Xu Qing didn't like to guess blindly, so he just asked directly.

Upon hearing this, Wang Lingyuan put down the book and said, "As a rule, all the items on the deceased are kept in the evidence room, but there are also detailed records in the case file. You can check it yourself."

Hearing this, Xu Qing felt relieved. Judging from his senior brother's reaction, it didn't seem like he had concealed the evidence.

Putting down the case file, he turned and went to another corpse.

This corpse was the original owner of the Pixiu jade pendant stolen by the yamen runner Wei Fang.

"Gambler, gambling addict, what is the connection between the two?"

Xu Qing was like a spectator following a TV series, his mind full of anticipation for the next episodes.

When the shroud was lifted, what came into view was the gambler's terrified face with his mouth wide open and eyes wide open.

Xu Qing silently recited scriptures and covered the gambler's stiff face with one hand. The dusty memories were like shadow plays, leaping onto the screen again.

There is nothing interesting about the gambler's life. He lost all his family property in the first half of his life, sold his children, and lost all his reputation and wealth.

He had lost face and was not happy with people talking behind his back all the time, so he sold his wife to a matchmaker and went south with the silver bills to Linhe.

There was a fortune teller on the other side of the Shuimen Bridge in Linhe. The gambler thought to himself, the reason why I always lose money gambling must have nothing to do with the casino, it’s just my bad luck.

In this case, I will tell you a divination first. If the divination is accurate, I will naturally win the bet and make money.

If the divination was not accurate, he would come over and overturn the table to make trouble, and ask the fortune teller to compensate him.

When the gambler thought of this, he couldn't help clapping his hands and thought to himself, I am such a smart guy, my calculations are so good!

When they arrived at the Watergate Bridge, the fortune teller looked at his face, shook his head and sighed.

The gambler thought to himself, what are you doing?
The fortune teller said, "I know what you want to tell me. If you want to win money, I can give you a suggestion."

"Tell me, what is this trick?"

The gambler became interested and thought to himself that the fortune teller was a capable person who could see his intention at a glance.

I have met a real master, so I have to ask for his guidance.

The fortune teller grinned and said, "Go to Cuiyun Tower. There's an old tortoise in there. He has a magic charm that can make people's wishes come true. If you buy it, you'll definitely win a lot of money!"

(End of this chapter)