strayed into fairy mountain

Chapter 24 [He Doesn't Hate]

When seeing the little scholar again, Zhang Jingxu felt the softness in his heart touched again.

This young man from a humble background is diligent, motivated, kind and benevolent.

For such an outstanding young man, any elder in the world loves him, and can't help but want to treat him as his own nephew, subconsciously wanting to take care of him.

But Zhang Jingxu can't express this kind of thoughts now, because his promotion to ask questions represents the law.

Those who are public should not show favoritism. If you ignore the law, what is the use of trying to save it?

So Zhang Jingxu's face was still as deep as water, and he watched the little scholar arrive calmly.

He was able to maintain a calm expression, but the people present were frightened.

Almost everyone can't believe their eyes...

Sun Yun?

How could it be Sun Yun?

Wasn't this child beaten to death?
He obviously died three years ago!
Why did he suddenly appear now, with the same voice and appearance as three years ago?
All the men, women and children in the village had pale complexions, almost subconsciously looking at the expressions of the people around them.

Then I found that everyone was the same, and immediately knew that I was not the only one who was wrong, so I was finally able to confirm that each of them saw Sun Yun.

But this kind of certainty makes people feel even more panic, especially as the little scholar gets closer, the common people feel more and more nervous...

And the most horrifying scene was when Sun Yun finally arrived at the well, the kid actually spoke to everyone and greeted many people politely.

"Third uncle, you got up very early today!"

"Second aunt, you come to pick up soaked beans too!"

"Fourth Grandpa, why are you here too? It's humid and cold at night, your bones are not good..."

"Huh? Brother Wu? You don't like to work. Why do you come to the well to pick up soaked beans tonight?"

"Oh, I understand, Brother Wu, you are finally willing to live a good life, and finally willing to work hard to support your family..."

"Great, this is great, Wutang sister-in-law has endured for so many years, and finally she is looking forward to your change, Brother Wu."

"Brother Wu, you can't beat your sister-in-law again! She works so hard every day, but every time you lose a bet, Brother Wu, you always beat her when you get home."

"Cousin Wu, as men we are the pillars of the family, beating your wife is not allowed, you can't do this!"

Under the dim night, among the crowd by the well, the little scholar was so polite that he almost greeted the villagers one by one.

however……

His greeting caused great consternation.

……

"Ghost!"

Finally, a villager couldn't take it anymore, and screamed in horror as if going crazy.

"Don't come here, don't come here, Brother Sun Yun, I'm sorry."

"Please, forgive me."

The man yelled in horror, desperately begging for mercy, but his next actions showed his incomparable selfishness.

I saw that he first tried his best to shrink into the crowd, and then dragged a woman to block him, but he still didn't feel safe enough, so he ran towards Zhang Jingxu...

"My lord, Lord Catcher, save me, protect me! I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

With snot and tears, he looked pitiful and pathetic.

But Zhang Jingxu didn't say anything else, he just raised his leg and kicked him hard, and after kicking him away, he said coldly: "Look at your frightened look, you were the one who beat someone back then..."

The villager was kicked to the ground, and his face turned pale. Now he not only wants revenge from the horror ghost, but also faces punishment from the yamen.

Three years ago, he was indeed the one who beat the little scholar to death.

Zhang Jingxu's tone was even colder, he stretched out his hand and waved at the yamen servant, and said in a deep voice: "This person, write it down, he was one of them when he grabbed beans and beat people."

The yamen servants were startled at first, and then they all suddenly realized.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Zhang Jingxu with admiration.

The boss is amazing!
Even using this method to find out the evil villagers.

It turns out that this is the real case, and this is the case of the person who was being tried.

Borrowing the appearance of the ghost scholar to deter the minds of the perpetrators, there is no need to torture to extract a confession, and there is no need to search for clues.

It's just that the whole village is gathered, deliberately concentrated by this well...

The purpose of this is very obvious, but to make the villagers feel emotional, so that they can't help but recall the scene when the young scholar was beaten to death.

Then, Li San arrived with the little scholar...

Those who have done evil in the past must be terrified in their hearts.

I will jump out and beg for mercy!
……

A total of four people panicked, and four people panicked, which means that all four of them committed crimes at the beginning.

If you count the five people who died in the last five days, a total of nine people were involved in the case that year. They ganged up and beat the little scholar to death in order to snatch the bubble beans.

"Write it down, write it all down for me!"

At this moment, Zhang Jingxu's fierce voice was like a roar, he almost couldn't suppress his anger, he really wanted to beat the four villagers to death himself.

However, he still forcibly restrained himself.

People who are guilty should be judged according to the law!

Even if the criminal is extremely heinous, he should be cut by the executioner with a knife.

And as the chief arrester of the county government, he was responsible for arresting people. Even though he had the official seal borrowed by the county magistrate at this time, he could not beat people to death himself.

The reason is very simple, if this is done, it is considered to be lynching, and using lynching to kill is the most annoying, and how is it different from the evil spirit's revenge on the victim?
Therefore, it cannot be done.

……

But Zhang Jingxu felt really aggrieved.

I always feel like there is a fire burning in my chest...

He panted for a long time, took a dozen or so deep breaths, and managed to regain his composure, finally able to continue!
Tonight, here...

Set up a court to try unjust cases!
In this case, both the human and the ghost must be tried. Now that the human case has been tried, the ghost will naturally be tried next.

but!

How to judge?

In the hearts of the yamen servants present, strong expectations arose in all of them.

……

……

No one expected that Zhang Jingxu did not intend to interrogate at all.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Jingxu looked calmly at the young scholar, and suddenly waved gently, with a very gentle tone...

"Sun Yun, come forward!"

"I have something to say to you!"

"Come on baby!"

"Come here, come to me."

The little scholar not far away was a little dazed, and his delicate face was obviously confused, but he did not refute, but obediently stepped forward to salute.

When saluting, he blinked respectfully, curiously, and water-clear eyes, looked up at Zhang Jingxu and asked: "So you are a headhunter, I wonder why you called me to come forward? You want to ask me What? Sun Yun is willing to answer!"

Zhang Jingxu nodded slightly, then said in a warm voice, "I asked you to come here, I do have something to ask, but before asking, we have to change our address."

Change your name?
The little scholar was obviously taken aback, and asked curiously, "How do you want to change your address?"

Zhang Jingxu had gentle eyes and a gentle tone, and said slowly: "When I went to your house before, you politely called me Mr. This is a very good title, and I am very happy to hear it..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the little scholar, and said in a more gentle tone: "So I want you to continue to call me that, sir, how about it, would you like it?"

The little scholar suddenly smiled brightly, his delicate face was full of heart, and said: "Of course, I also like to call you Mr., but because you are a head catcher, I dare not..."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Zhang Jingxu interrupted him directly, and said solemnly: "Call me now, sir. If you can give me a teacher-student gift, then I will be even happier."

The little scholar was a little puzzled, but he nodded happily, and said openly: "Sir, student Sun Yun greets you."

"it is good!"

Zhang Jingxu seemed to be in a sudden mood, raised her head and let out a loud laugh.

Then he lowered his head, looked at the young scholar again, and said: "Although there is no real teacher-student relationship, there is a teacher-student relationship. Since ancient times, the most magical relationship has been, and the teacher-student relationship is like father and son.

"This time you say sir, I will be your forever husband. Treat you like your father..."

When Zhang Jingxu said this, his expression suddenly became solemn, and he said solemnly: "My child, let me ask you, if someone beats you and oppresses you, do you have any hatred in your heart?"

The little scholar was startled, and said in astonishment: "Your question is too strange, why would someone beat me and bully me?"

Zhang Jingxu's face was calm, and he said slowly: "There is no reason, you do it wantonly, because you are weak, so you are deceived."

The little scholar immediately frowned, shook his head again and again, and said, "That's not okay, I have to reason with them. You can't just bully others just because they are weak."

Zhang Jingxu's eyes were like water, and he asked in a deep voice: "Are you just reasoning with them? Don't you hate it in your heart?"

hatred?
The little scholar seemed to be slightly taken aback.

Immediately he smiled, the smile was so pure and clear, and he said with sincerity: "I read the books of sages and learned how to teach and teach. If someone beats me and deceives me, I will feel resentful in my heart. How can I be considered a scholar?" , how can you educate people..."

Zhang Jingxu took a deep breath, and asked solemnly: "So, your answer is that you don't hate, right?"

The little scholar smiled heartily again, his eyes were as clear as a puddle of water, and he said without hesitation, "Yes, I don't hate it."

"it is good!"

Zhang Jingxu laughed and nodded.

Amidst the laughter, Zhang Jingxu seemed to glance at the well.

Suddenly he spoke in a strong tone, as if he wanted to speak to some existence, and said loudly: "Since he has never had any hatred in his heart, then he shouldn't be haunted by hostility..."

(End of this chapter)