Your Majesty, do you need to be so close to investigate the case? "
Chang Zuijin, the mad critic who was demoted to the mortal world, became the most ostentatious fake Taoist priest in Jiangnan City.
During the day, he set up a fortune-telling stall and painted sugar paintings on the abdominal muscles of beauties; at night, he climbed over walls and picked out windows, specializing in picking out the belt of the cold-faced judge of the Tianxing Division.
"Master Wan, your jade pendant is stained with red flame sand. You were the one who set fire to Zhao Yuanwai's study last night, right? "
"Daozhang Chang, when your sugar painting is embedded in the heart of the charred corpse, it seems like you are carving a monument for an old lover. "
Three hundred years ago, he was the God of Sin who set fire to the Nine Heavens, and he was the Prince Zhaoming who was ordered to kill traitors;
Three hundred years later, one has lost his godhood and talks nonsense, while the other wears a mask and is as cold as ice.
His sugar-painting hand touched the sword at his waist and said, "The sound of your heartbeat made me recite a spell. "
The knuckles he used to mark papers brushed against the scar on his heart, and he sneered: "Chang Zuijin, your lies are stickier than syrup. "
"A gamble? He dipped the blood in his clothes and hooked his belt during the thunderstorm, "If you can't die after being burned, you can take off your mask and have a drink with me." "
"Crazy. He crushed the remaining pages of the marriage certificate under the case file and said, "I would rather kill you again." "
The cup in the Inn of the Past hides the truth about killing gods, the earth god's loudspeaker broadcasts a forbidden kiss live, and the latest page of the book of life and death reads:
"If you kill those who are always drunk, you can return to the throne of God. "
——But what if I want to kill the husband who worshiped heaven and earth three hundred years ago?
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