"Master, Master." After the sedan chair returned to the county government gate, Mrs. Qian immediately got out of the sedan chair and ran in while crying.

After the Han Yanei, Ma Zhong was in a very gloomy mood and was not good. Hearing the mourning voice, he frowned wildly and shouted, "What's the ghost's name? I'm not dead yet."

"master."

Mrs. Qian was frightened by Ma Zhong's expression. She knew how to serve men well and knew that men could not be provoked at this time. She was a little afraid, but when she thought of the words of the God General, she gritted her teeth and wiped her tears and said, "Master, it's a disaster, it's really a disaster. I met the God General and sent a dream."

Mrs. Qian said everything in her dream to Ma Zhong.

In the country of Tianyun, the divine way is prosperous. Ma Zhong himself also goes to worship gods during festivals. Moreover, his official position is not upright and he is often dirty, which has damaged a lot of good deeds.

As the saying goes, I don’t do bad things in my life, and I don’t worry about knocking on the door in the middle of the night. On the contrary, I will feel guilty. Therefore, after hearing this, Ma Zhong was shocked, "Is there such a thing?"

"I heard it very clearly. I said that I would be beheaded in seven days and my soul would be introduced into the underworld and penetrate into the eighteenth floor area." Mrs. Qian panicked and cried.

Ma Zhong's face turned black, and his heart beat faster than when he was in the room.

"Wenquxing descends to earth?"

"It's okay to behead, but the eighteen levels of hell?"

The sweat as big as beans was discharged from Ma Zhong's pores, wetting his clothes. "Master, master, what should we do?" Mrs. Qian's crying voice made Ma Zhong even more annoyed.

"Don't cry, let me think about it, think about it." Ma Zhong said annoyedly. Mrs. Qian immediately fell silent, but she still blinked her tears and looked at Ma Zhong with eyes wide open.

Ma Zhong had a split headache and fell to his seat, constantly rubbing his temples with his hands to calm the pain. This move did work, and his headache was relieved, but after he was clear about his thinking, little clues were pieced together, which made him feel shocked.

"The begonia at the Huangshan Poetry Conference beats Liang Sheng, a talented man in Xuanzhou. A song about Peach Blossom Temple is as happy as a god. How many people can there be such a poetic talent in the world? It is absolutely possible to say that he is the Wenqu Star who descends to earth."

"That day, it was clearly the actor who was invited by Wu Xiude to act. A framed drama was performed. As a result, the actor turned his confession in the classroom and failed. At the same time, Chen Guhong was able to get my handle. At that time, I was puzzled. But today my concubine encountered such a strange thing that the gods were entrusted with dreams, so she was a little surprised. I was afraid that there were gods, who were entrusted with dreams at that time."

The more I think about it, the more I feel it makes sense. The more I think about it, the more I feel shocked. The more I think about it, the more I feel regretful I won’t give it to you.

"Although I and Wu Xiude are friends, I am definitely not a hero who has been stabbed for my friends. I just thought that the Wu family has great business and strong power, and it is just dealing with a young scholar. So I moved my fingers. Unexpectedly, I didn't expect that the consequences would be so serious. The eighteenth level of hell??? It makes people tremble when I think about it."

Ma Zhong's face became paler, white and blue, his lips were purple, and even because of his nervousness, he felt that his crotch was about to move. If he hadn't stopped it in time, he would have been pissed long ago.

But even so, some urine flowed out and the crotch was very uncomfortable.

"Master, what should we do? I am less than 20 years old and I still want to live. I don't want to suffer in that underworld." Seeing Ma Zhong speechless for a long time, Mrs. Qian couldn't help crying.

Ma Zhong's heart became more and more panicked.

However, in a panic, Ma Zhong's mind flashed with inspiration. Thinking of a slightest bit, he hurriedly asked, "Will the God General tell you that we will take our lives in seven days?"

"Yes, I said I would give us seven days to deal with the funeral in the world." Mrs. Qian was crying, and she kept spreading her sleeves to wipe her tears. Her cheeks with exquisite makeup were already a little flowery face.

"Then there is still a rescue." Ma Zhong said with a lit up eyes.

"Is it saved?" Mrs. Qian's heart was thrilled and she looked at Ma Zhongdao hopefully.

"Our blasphemy is difficult to clear. If it is compared to the case on earth, it is impossible to escape the blame. But isn't there any saying in the world that we have made meritorious service and remedy for light sentences?" Ma Zhong said, and the more we think about it, the more ruddy heavier his face regained his eyes and brighter his eyes.

"Qing Ren?" Mrs. Qian's eyes were bright.

"Yes. If we make good remedies and serve Wenquxing comfortably, maybe the gods will give us ten years of life. Let's take a step back. Even if we don't give up, we won't have to go to the eighteen levels of hell if we go to the eighteen levels of hell? Even if we go to the eighteen levels of hell, maybe we will be more guilty and give us some good treatment?"

Ma Zhong said in one breath.

"That's a remedy. I heard that the duration of the eighteen levels of hell is calculated in billions of years. At least tens of billions of years, that day is simply unimaginable. Even if you reduce the guilt by one billion years, it's good."

Mrs. Qian kept nodding and said.

The man and woman who were scared by the gods had already decided on it after a while. But the trouble came next. How should we remedy this? Mrs. Qian had a shallow sense of knowledge and could only look at Ma Zhong with tears in her eyes.

Ma Zhong calmed down a little and made a decision. He said to Mrs. Qian: "You send your confidant slaves over there and ask Wenquxing to enter the city to go up to Zhenlou to see him."

"I understand, I understand." Mrs. Qian nodded repeatedly and went down to deal with it.

Ma Zhongze called his maid, put on his casual clothes, and prepared an ordinary sedan chair to go out.

The so-called Shangzhen Tower is one of the top restaurants in Chengyang County, and its character is not much different from that of Yuelai Hotel. After Ma Zhong came to Chengyang, he had dinner with Wu Xiude several times and was more familiar with him.

After coming to Shangzhen Tower, Ma Zhong asked for a private room on the third floor, ordered the best dishes, and waited for Wenquxing to arrive.

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Chenquxiang, Wang Yu lived in the Wang family because he could use it.

"Hurry, work quickly." Yuanyuan put her hands on her hips, her face fierce. Wang Yu squatted on the ground to wash clothes with a sweaty face.

"Our family does not take in people who eat and live for free." Yuanyuan said.

Chen Guhong read for a while and walked out of the room. When he saw this scene, he burst into laughter. For some reason, Yuanyuan, the little girl, was particularly strict with Wang Yu and even hostile.

Seeing Chen Guhong come out, Wang Yu showed a crying expression. She had never been safe when she lived here. She was ordered to be a cow and a horse. The harder it would be.

Chen Guhong ignored Wang Yu. He had already experienced her acting skills once and would not be fooled again.

"Young master, I'm thirsty, do you want to drink tea?" Yuanyuan immediately smiled and said attentively when she saw Chen Guhong coming out.

Chen Guhong shrugged, was acting a woman's natural skill? She was so fierce just now, but now she looks at her attentive.

"Slightly thirsty." But looking at Yuanyuan's big watery eyes, Chen Guhong felt soft and said.

"My maid is going to make tea now." Yuanyuan showed a big smile and continued with satisfaction. A sense of crisis and a sense of crisis. As soon as Yuanyuan met, she knew that Wang Yu was not a good person, but a fairy.

As a woman's intuition made her feel that if she didn't pinch her tightly, this woman would steal the young master's heart.
Chapter completed!