Just now, I was thinking wildly, and Gui Wuming had forgotten such an important "witness" as Yang Wenlin's soul.
Unexpectedly, Gui Wuming brought this soul onto the train without anyone noticing.
The soul was brought to King Yama, and the big conductor must have said something to him.
‘Yang Wenlin’ knelt lightly in front of King Yama, with a reluctant expression on his face. He opened and closed his mouth to say something, but could not utter a single word.
"The ghost just died and doesn't know how to speak yet."
The big man smiled at King Yama, and then slapped the soul on the back of the head.
With a crisp slap, 'Yang Wenlin' was staggered. He covered the back of his head and opened his mouth and said "Ouch."
Hearing the soul open his mouth to speak, the conductor bowed to King Yama, pointed at 'Yang Wenlin' and said: "This can speak human language."
Prince Yama ignored the conductor. He raised his chin at me and Zhuge Zhenggong and said:
"You two little guys asked him
I also want to know what you two can ask."
Hearing that there was no room for negotiation in King Yama's words, Zhuge Zhengqi and I looked at each other.
Seeing the ugly Taoist priest winking at me, he motioned for me to delay for a while while he thought about how to deal with this 'Yang Wenlin'
I nodded slightly towards Zhuge Zhengqi, then turned to face the soul of Yang Wenlin kneeling on the ground and said:
"Brother, do you still remember us?
You still want to help us lay the railway?
Do you know who is sitting across from you?
That's good, you should speak for yourself first, and you have to say everything you can and cannot say.
Strive for a good attitude first
What you said yourself and what we brothers asked are two different natures.
You can tell it yourself, no matter how big or small your sin is, you can reform it."
Before I could continue, King Yama reluctantly interrupted me and said:
"Long Gun is right, little guy, your mouth is too broken.
Don’t talk about so many bits and pieces, let’s get straight to the point.”
At this time, 'Yang Wenlin' finally couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly said "Wow!" and cried in front of us.
He cried and choked and said:
"Is this a nightmare?
I was fine just now, so how can I die just now?
If I die, what will happen to my mother, wife and children at home?
They all depend on me to support them.
I didn’t do anything, why am I so unlucky?”
When 'Yang Wenlin' was crying, Zhuge Zhengqi suddenly said:
"Now is not the time for you to cry.
As long as you tell everything you know, His Highness King Yama can restore your yang.
You can still return to the human world and be your train driver."
I could hear clearly from the sidelines that the ugly Taoist priest was deceiving this soul.
His physical body has turned into human skin, how can he still be Yang after this?
"Can I still return Yang?"
'Yang Wenlin' widened his tearful eyes. After receiving Zhuge Zhengqi's definite reply, he wiped his tears and said:
"To be honest, I knew there was something wrong in the cargo compartment.
However, I thought it was game and mountain products poached in the mountains by the consignor, and our director gave me an extra three hundred yuan as hard work fee, so I turned a blind eye.
I should have known the goods inside would be fatal."
Before 'Yang Wenlin' could finish speaking, I rolled my eyelids, interrupted him directly, and said:
"etc.
Lao Yang, when you died, the cargo compartment had not been opened.
Then how did you know there was something wrong with the goods inside?"
Soul glanced at me in surprise, and then explained:
"After I die, I see it as a ghost
I can see whatever you do.
If you don’t believe it.”
When he said this, 'Yang Wenlin' pointed at my nose and continued:
"I've seen it all
After that female ghost sucked me dry, she went to find you.
You give her."
Hearing that this was not the right thing to say, I hurriedly tried to stop 'Yang Wenlin' from saying anything.
Just before I spoke, King Yama, who had always been as steady as a mountain, suddenly spoke, interrupting the soul's words and said:
"I don't have that much time to listen to your nonsense and talk about cargo compartments."
‘Yang Wenlin’ then changed the topic and said:
"I just said there was something wrong with the cargo compartment.
When loading the goods, he was sneaky and avoided me.
But I didn't think anything bad, I thought it was just some mountain products and game.
If I had known I could put my life on the line, I wouldn’t have taken this job no matter what.”
Seeing 'Yang Wenlin' crying again, Zhuge Zhengqi said directly:
"Can you find the owner of the cargo?
Or you can find someone who can contact the owner of the cargo."
‘Yang Wenlin’ thought for a moment and said:
“Originally, according to the rules, the cargo owner escorted the truck.
But just before departure, he received a call saying that he had to leave early.
However, our director contacted us for this transaction. If you go to him, you will definitely find the owner of the goods.
Our director’s name is Hu Ming, and he’s in the road management section.”
Before 'Yang Wenlin' finished speaking, the little flat-head conductor who had just helped clean up the mess outside came in.
He held a piece of paper in his hand and walked straight to King Yama.
First, he bowed respectfully to Lord Yama, then put the documents on the table in front of Lord Yama with both hands.
Probably he also knew that King Yama had no habit of reading documents, so he said to the side:
"This is the second report from our train conductor.
Just as our train was moving again, Hu Ming, the director of the xx road section ahead, died.
He was killed by the cargo that fell in mid-air at the delivery site.
There are already ghosts and ghosts sent to arrest his soul.
But something seems to have happened to Hu Ming’s soul, and there has been no news of capturing the soul for so long.”
“What a coincidence”
King Yama smiled strangely, and then said to me and Zhuge Zhengqi:
"Did you hear that?
The clue about the director is broken.
Can you find any new clues?"
The ugly Taoist priest turned around and bowed to Lord Yama, saying:
"Please give me a little more time."
"Forget it"
King Yama shook his head gently, and then continued:
"It's also difficult for you two kids. You two are not that old guy Gui Wuming. He was originally a judge in the underworld and knows how to ask questions.
So, give this soul to your commander."
Just now, I was asked to ask the ugly Taoist priest and I to ask questions, but after only asking a few words, why did the Lord of Hell seem to have changed?
I originally wanted to fight for it, but Zhuge Zhengqi winked at me repeatedly.
I also knew that this King of Hell was not easy to mess with, so I had no choice but to swallow the words that came to my lips.
Just when the big conductor was about to take away Yang Wenlin's soul, the soul suddenly thought of something, patted his thigh and said:
"Remembered!
When the owner of the cargo talked to our director, I listened to a few more words.