He and It

Now, he says he wants to give himself a chance. What kind of chance is that?

"He and I," Yan Huan extended his palm to signal Liu Fuguang, "will come to a public trial of your life's actions."

"You." He glanced at Jin Cuixu, who had been eating melon blankly and turned himself invisible, "come to be the sword and pen official."

Jin Cuixu: "Ah? Oh...ah?"

Jin Cuixu scratched his head dully, feeling that the situation this night was full of ups and downs, exciting and puzzling... Oh, my head feels so itchy, am I going to have a brain?

"What, what is a knife and pen official?" she asked stammering, "I mean, I know what a knife and pen official does, but what am I going to do..."

"Just write down what we said," Liu Fuguang explained warmly, pressing her shoulder comfortingly, "Go ahead."

Jin Cuixu was confused, but she still took out a thick stack of yellow paper and the ink pen she used to draw talismans. She stood next to the two people and one ghost, looking back and forth.

Liu Fuguang stood on the left and Yan Huan stood on the right. Liu Fuguang brushed his hands, and a table as white as moonlight appeared. He slowly sat down. Yan Huan put two fingers together and slapped the palm of his left hand. A table as dark as midnight also appeared, and he sat down.

Jin Cuixu suddenly realized that she seemed to have a seat and a table with paper and pens on it. She quickly sat down too, and then, there was a simple courtroom in this strange ruins.

At the same time, Black and White Wuchang floated over from a distance, carrying a soul hook and a mourning stick, waiting to capture the seriously injured and weak Nine Sons Mother.

Hei Wuchang said solemnly: "The Nine Sons Ghost Mother has been so majestic for her whole life. I don't know who has such a virtuous behavior and can actually seriously hurt her."

Bai Wuchang said with a smile: "No matter who hurt her, she will inevitably go to Fengdu to stand trial. There is no way she can escape!"

When they got closer, they were surprised to see the magical scene.

Bai Wuchang asked in disbelief: "You are so bold, who dares to pretend to be Black and White Wuchang?"

Hei Wu used the mourning stick to stop him and said solemnly: "No... don't go there! That's not fake!"

"Mr. Wang of Fuxi," Liu Fuguang still called Yueniang by her given name because her ex-husband was dead, "if you have any grievances, just tell them! The sky is a mirror and the bright moon is a witness. You can make the decision for yourself."

Wang Yueniang's whole body was shocked. In an instant, she suddenly felt a will, a supreme and irresistible providence descending on her, dispelling all the resentment and hostility that had been entangled in her mind all the time, and made her conscious. Extremely clear.

"Folk girl...Wang Yueniang," she said slowly, "My family was poor since I was a child. In order to make a living, my parents sold me to Wang Gu from the same village as a child bride..."

Distant memories came to light, and her tone changed from hesitant to affirmative: "He beat and scolded me frequently, made me do heavy farm work, fractured my hand bones, and could not seek medical advice... I spent several years in his house, and I wanted to As soon as he died, he unexpectedly died of a serious illness. My parents took me back, accepted the betrothal gift the next year, and then sold me to the Zhang family in the neighboring village..."

When she said something, Jin Cuixu hurriedly wrote down something, and the writing on the paper was full of dragons and phoenixes, like ghosts drawing talismans.

Speaking of the word "Zhang", Yueniang's eyes returned to blood-red and violent words: "The Zhang family in the neighboring village, a family of three, are beasts that I can't let go even if I die! The scoundrels in the same village fabricated dirty words about me, and they not only believed , and beat me until I was half dead, with no intention of repenting afterwards! The popular photography custom here has killed many women, and almost killed me! Zhang drowned my two daughters, and then Let the sharp locust tree pierce my belly alive and throw me into the river! I hate them, I hate, I hate, I hate! I...!"

At the end of her confused words, she let out a majestic roar that belonged to a ghost mother. Her wet hair was flying like a living snake, and she almost lost her mind.

"Wait!" Liu Fuguang interrupted her urgently, "Take your time, take your time, don't be anxious, just follow me."

After roaring, Yueniang panted like an ox and collapsed backward.

"You were sold by your parents when you were young, and you were sold twice, right?" Liu Fuguang said to Jin Cuixu, "Remember this, this is the first injustice. Parents buy, sell and dispose of their own flesh and blood at will, which is unacceptable in human relations."

Jin Cuixu buried his head and shua shua shua.

"You were still young, but you became the child bride of an adult man, and he abused you wantonly. This is the second and third injustice." Liu Fuguang said, "Then you went to Zhang's house to be a bride... They Beat and scold you?"

Yueniang was stunned and nodded.

"Remember the fourth injustice." Liu Fuguang signaled. "Rumors and rumors ruin people's reputation. This is the fifth injustice. The Zhang family punished you for unfounded charges. This is the sixth injustice. The three of them did nothing afterwards. The meaning of repentance, not knowing what shame is, the seventh one."

He divided the charges piecemeal like this. As the other presiding judge, Yan Huan remained silent and just lowered his head in laughter.

Liu Fuguang pondered again: "Then, they participated in the bad custom of 'making happy' killings. It is natural and right to kill people to pay for their lives. How can they escape punishment? The eighth one. In order to obtain a male fetus, Mrs. Zhang did not seek sperm from herself and damaged her kidneys. He blames his wife for the loss, which naturally counts as the ninth incident; as a father, Zhang lost his humanity and drowned his daughter with his own hands, twice in a row, and was worse than a beast, which is the tenth and eleventh incident."

"By the way," he suddenly remembered, "after giving birth, did you feel depressed, emotionally disturbed, prone to tears over small things in daily life, and pessimistic?"

Yueniang nodded blankly.

"Yes," Liu Fuguang said thoughtfully and firmly, "you have improper postpartum care and the pain of losing a child. You must have suffered from a mental illness that is common among women after giving birth. That is called postpartum, um..."

He was thinking about it, planning to make up a name on the spot, when Yan Huan leaned over from the right and prompted: "Depression."

"Ah? Oh!" Liu Fuguang slapped the table, "Postpartum depression! You have postpartum depression. Therefore, you can't take care of yourself mentally."

Yueniang was stunned and couldn't understand what was being said.

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