A little devil has arrived at the Marquis's mansion, and all the powerful officials in the cour

Gao Yunze, who was kneeling, stood up.

Magistrate Qian's toughness gave him confidence.

"Lord Qian, if you can protect me this time, you will receive 30% of the profits from every business deal the Gao family makes in the future," Gao Yunze whispered, leaning close to him.

A sharp glint flashed in Magistrate Qian's eyes as he held up four fingers.

Forty percent! That old fox is really greedy.

Gao Yunze felt a surge of displeasure, but he dared not show it on his face. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine."

Compared to money, life is more important.

"Little Celestial Master, hide behind me." Song Mo's expression was solemn; he hadn't expected Magistrate Qian to be so bold.

An oversight!

He should have brought more people with him.

"The silver notes in your purse are emitting a dark aura; it's a little devil coming to find you!" Renbao said, pointing at Magistrate Qian's purse.

All eyes immediately fell on Magistrate Qian's waist.

To be honest, they did feel a bit chilly in the main hall.

Magistrate Qian's eyelids twitched, and he roared angrily, "What are you all standing there for? Charge!"

Renbao took out her token and slammed it on the table.

Before we came, Father said,

If anyone dares to speak disrespectfully to her, she will show them her token!

"Renbao is the Junior Celestial Master personally appointed by the current Emperor, second only to the Emperor. Lord Qian, if you dare to lay a finger on her today, you'll lose not only your official hat but also your head!"

Song Mo, with his sharp eyes, noticed the words on the token, immediately raised it up, and shouted in a strong voice.

Little Celestial Master!

Everyone knelt down, except for Magistrate Qian, who remained standing.

Renbao wasn't afraid either.

A hint of surprise flashed in Song Mo's eyes.

Magistrate Qian sneered: "Even though the little Celestial Master is of noble birth, he is only three years old after all. His body is delicate, and it is normal for him to die in the northern frontier by accident."

He looked at the constable and gestured for them to take action.

The constables looked at each other, but none of them moved.

They had all heard of the Little Celestial Master's name; he was skilled in medicine, metaphysics, and Taoist arts.

How could they dare to offend such geniuses?

With a clang, they threw their swords to the ground and pointed them at Magistrate Qian.

"Little Celestial Master, he is indeed a corrupt official who profits from the people. We were forced into this situation. We beg you, Little Celestial Master, to bring him to justice!"

"Little Celestial Master, we dare not offend you. We will not interfere with whatever you wish to do with Master Qian."

Magistrate Qian stared at them in disbelief; his arrogant demeanor from just moments before vanished instantly.

"Have you gone too far?!" His voice trembled slightly.

"You've gone too far!" Renbao said with a hint of doubt in her voice. She waved her chubby little hands. "Everyone, get up! A good person is one who can admit their mistakes and correct them."

Good Yang person.

That's a strange way of putting it.

The constables all stood up, preparing to surround Magistrate Qian.

Renbao said, "He's been haunted by a little devil. You guys should stay away from him."

The words fell.

Magistrate Qian's purse fell to the ground with a thud, scattering the silver notes inside all over the floor.

What shocked everyone even more was that the silver notes flew into the air and surrounded Magistrate Qian, with wisps of black smoke clearly visible.

The silver notes, like sharp blades, sliced ​​across Magistrate Qian's face and neck.

Soon, Magistrate Qian was covered in wounds, with blood bubbling out, and the dense pain made him feel fearful.

He knelt down and begged for mercy: "Please, Little Celestial Master, take away this little devil. I know I was wrong. I will never be greedy for money again. I will definitely turn over a new leaf from now on."

Renbao sighed, resting his chin on his hand: "Sometimes I just don't understand you living people. You only admit your mistakes when you're about to die, but there's no going back!"

"A life for a life, poisoning someone also lands you in jail, and embezzling the people's money... well, I'll have to ask my father how he should punish you, but you're about to die too!"

With just a few words, Renbao sealed the fate of Magistrate Qian, Gao Yunze, and the Shu family.

What does it mean to be on the verge of death?

Magistrate Qian was terrified and was imprisoned by the constables.

He died that night, his body covered in wounds. What killed him was the cut on his neck that severed his blood vessels.

What shocked the constables even more was that he was covered in silver notes.

Greed for money will ultimately lead to death.

Gao Yunze, burdened with the guilt of murder, was beheaded and his head displayed to the public fifteen days later.

Shu attempted to poison someone, but failed and must remain in prison for a full month before being released.

The Mu family businesses, which had originally changed their surname to Gao, have reverted to the Mu surname.

Mu Shizhong pursued the imperial examination path, and Mu Panliu took over the Mu family business.

The Mu family encountered a soft-hearted little devil. Mu Wen spent an hour alone with the brother and sister. They carried Taoist talismans given to them by Ren Bao, which could protect them from the invasion of yin energy.

"Zhong'er, promise me that from now on you and your sister will depend on each other for survival. You must protect her well. If she doesn't want to get married, then she won't get married."

If you marry, you must treat your wife well.

Mu Wen looked at her two children earnestly.

Mu Shizhong nodded emphatically, rose and knelt down: "Mother, rest assured, I will keep this in mind, protect my sister for the rest of my life, and treat my future wife well."

Mu Wen was overjoyed. She reached out and touched his head, then stroked Mu Panliu's face: "Pan'er, I've seen many things clearly this past month while I was a ghost."

A woman doesn't necessarily have to find a husband to spend her whole life with. If you have a man you love, no matter how much you love him, you shouldn't lose yourself. Don't be afraid to get to know him, and don't be afraid to lose him either.

"Your mother only hopes that you can find your place in this world, and support your brother. I will protect you both even in the underworld."

Mu Panliu sobbed uncontrollably, "Mother, I understand. Please go in peace."

She had already learned from Renbao that if a person lingers in the mortal world due to obsession after death, it will only harm their soul.

No matter how reluctant she was, she didn't want her mother to have peace even after her death.

Mu Wenyi was reluctant to part, and reached out to hug the two of them: "Okay."

Her soul gradually dissipated.

As the last trace of coolness in the room disappeared, Mu Panliu finally dared to look up and burst into tears.

From this day forward, she truly had no mother.

Mu Shizhong hugged her, his eyes filled with tears. He forced himself not to cry out, his throat bobbing as he said, "Your brother will always protect you."

Renbao sat in the old house in Liuxiang, waiting for the ghosts to return.

As Mu Wen floated into the old house, Ren Bao opened his eyes, feeling her sadness and sensing the overwhelming grief of the Mu siblings.

A tear welled up in her large eyes.

She gained a profound understanding of death in the world.

Renbao opened his chubby little hands, muttered incantations, and opened the gates of the underworld: "Go on, uncles from the underworld will come to pick you up."

"Thank you, Little Yama." The ghosts knelt down and sincerely expressed their gratitude.

As they entered the gates of the underworld, strands of meritorious light entered Renbao's body.

Renbao returned to the military camp with Song Mogang.

Zhu Bingzhu rushed forward anxiously: "Little Celestial Master, General Pei led a hundred elite soldiers to pursue the enemy, and three hours have passed; they have not yet returned!"

Renbao asked anxiously, "Where did they go?"

"The Gobi Desert," Zhu Bingzhu said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Renbao mounted his horse and galloped towards the Gobi Desert.

Song Mo hurriedly went after him.

As Zhu Bingzhu watched the two figures depart, a smug smile crept onto his lips.