Volume 1: The Divine Crow's Birth Chapter 6: The Thief's Past Life

  "Come clean and confess."

  The golden-robed angel suddenly flipped onto the case, using both hands as a pillow, and lay down with his back to the three people in the public hall, his high-heeled legs constantly swaying back and forth, looking extremely carefree, as if the scene from "Journey to the West" was reappearing.

  Although the autumn weather was cool and refreshing, Cui Yun was already drenched in sweat. Yang Wanyin took advantage of Jin Yitian's momentary distraction to quickly pull out a handkerchief and wipe away his master's perspiration.

  Yang Wanyin's handkerchief had just touched Choi Yun's forehead when it suddenly burst into flames, scaring him so much that he stumbled backward and fell to the ground with a thud. Despite the searing pain from the fall, he didn't dare make a sound, but instead gritted his teeth and struggled to get up.

  The golden-robed angel still had its back to Cui Yun, but the back of its head suddenly grew eyes and a mouth. The round eyes turned around in a circle, the flat mouth moved slightly, and it began to examine Cui Yun again.

  "Has the judge thought it through? You should know that monkeys have the worst patience among all high and middle-level animals. Otherwise, why do people always say 'hasty as a monkey'?"

  Chui Yun came, a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, silently drooping its head. He thought, I refuse to admit it, see what you can do. You can't use torture to extort a confession, can you?

  The Golden Robe Angel noticed that Cui Yun had this idea, and smiled secretly in his heart, thinking to himself, "You think which pot won't open, I'll give you the one that will." He moved his head slightly, freed up a pair of hands, and slapped his palm on top of his head with a loud "slap".

  "Ah yo——" Cui Yun shouted, his left cheek obviously higher than his right cheek.

  "Clap, clap, clap." The golden-robed angel gave three more consecutive claps, one on the left and two on the right of Cui Yun's face, making his left and right cheeks symmetrical again.

  Choi Yun rolled around on the ground in pain, while the Golden Robed Angel sat on the case laughing loudly and scratching his head and cheeks, revealing his monkey nature without any reserve in the public hall.

  It's come to this, and even Yan wants to touch it. Cui Yin burst out: "You rascal, you really are using torture to extort a confession! I'm going to report you to the Jade Emperor."

  "Coerced confession?" The golden-robed angel jumped down from the case, jumped in front of Cui Yun, grabbed his collar and asked: "You say that Old Sun coerced a confession?"

  Choi Yun was already choked with rage and couldn't say a word, he just stared at the monkey with his bull eyes, indicating that he would never back down.

  The golden-robed angel turned to Yang Wanyin and asked: "Tell me, is Lao Sun slapping mosquitoes or is he the master who tortured you?"

  Yang Wanyin was in a dilemma, so he put the Golden Robe Angel and Cui Yun in his mind to draw lots, and whoever came out would follow fate. However, his own brain wasn't a lottery machine, and the two-colored balls, Golden Robe Angel and Cui Yun, just wouldn't come out no matter how hard he shook.

  Seeing Yang Wanyin's old head shaking, the golden-robed angel casually patted it with his hand, causing it to shake violently like a rocking chair.

  The golden-robed angel had played with the two people from the Cui residence enough, and reached into his official robes to rub out a handful of sweat mud, which he then wiped onto Cui Yuqing's swollen face. He also pointed at Yang Wansheng to stop him, before returning to the case and continuing to interrogate them seriously.

  The golden-robed angel slapped the wooden desk and asked seriously: "Have you thought it through, Cui Yun?"

  Choi Yun didn't want his face to swell up again, so he took a step back and said, "I've thought it through, sir."

  "Then let's get down to business." The golden-robed angel said, adjusting his posture.

  Cui Yun's mind moved, and he gave the other party a difficult problem: "Sir, the four treasures of the study - pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are all ready for use. I'll hand it over now."

  This stumped the Golden Robed Angel. Although it was all-powerful and proficient in eighteen types of martial arts, able to grasp the moon in the sky and catch turtles in the sea, no one would have thought that it couldn't write characters.

  "Come, come, come, I, Old Sun, will interrogate you, and you, Yang Wanyin, will take notes." The Golden Robed Angel arranged a way out for Yang Wanyin.

  Chui Yin shook his head and said: "It can't be done, sir. This Yang Wan-yin is a subordinate of the lower official's superior, and has a conflicting interest with the lower official, according to the law, he must recuse himself."

  The Golden Robe Angel also felt that it was not suitable, so he invited Yan Shi to take notes and also asked Cui Yun to negate his views. Neither of these methods worked, and the Golden Robe Angel became so angry that he scratched his ears and cheeks, finally resorting to using his own invention to deal with this cunning guy.

  "Then please sit down, Your Honor, and let's watch a short film." The golden-robed angel came out from behind the desk, pulled Cui Yun down to sit, and with a flick of his hand, a beam of golden light shot out, immediately projecting the following scene onto the wall opposite:

  "Bring in General Iwane Matsui!" With the command of the executioner, General Iwane Matsui, a Class A war criminal from Japan during World War II, was pushed to the gallows by two military police officers. The time was frozen at 2:00 on December 23, 1948. As the mastermind behind the "9.18" Incident, Matsui was hanged, and time began to move again, accompanied by scenes of Japanese troops burning, killing, looting, and corpses scattered all over the fields during the Anti-Japanese War. 32 minutes and 30 seconds later, the scene switched to the underworld.

  "Bang!"

  A tall and imposing yin soldier raised his whip to strike Bantian, but instead he turned around and smiled at the gruesome figure. It wasn't the yin soldier who scared Bantian, but rather Bantian who terrified the yin soldier. The yin soldier's gruesome face became even more frightening as he hastily raised his whip to strike Bantian, a man who had killed tens of thousands and whose smile was accompanied by continuous bursts of blood light. However, Bantian pulled out a brick from his waist and, with a bloody glow on his face, took aim at the yin soldier...

  At this time, Cui Yun jumped up and said: "Angel, isn't this too gossipy? Since the beginning of the reign of Yan Wang in the underworld, all ghosts have been wearing a cangue around their necks and chains on their hands when entering the underworld. What kind of ghost is this that can even lift its hand to touch a brick?"

  The golden-robed angel responded calmly: "Judge, you are indeed a noble person who forgets many things. People like Tojo Hideki, who were executed in Tokyo's Sugamo Prison, had the resentment of tens of thousands of people whose lives they took, and their blood-stained hands were bound by countless vengeful spirits. A single iron chain would be useless against them. In the end, Judge, you had to resort to using the mark left by the Allied forces' executioner's noose. And it actually worked! As a result, you even received an award from the Jade Emperor."

  Cui Yun had nothing to say, so he nodded and looked at the wall again, wanting to know what was written below. The golden-robed angel didn't ask any questions, it wanted Cui Yun to voluntarily confess his problems.

  The dark soldier saw the plank fence wanting to violently resist the law, hastily retreated and raised a whip that shone with electricity, but the other party did not have the intention of hitting it, still smiling with a flattering face.

  The wound in her heart had long since opened its mouth and was bleeding profusely. Therefore, from start to finish, she buried her head, not even daring to glance at the wall. However, when Jin Yi Tian Shi and Cui Yun parted ways, she decided to take a look after all, to see what kind of ending this pig-like Board Director would meet with.

  Ming Bing surprisingly tucked the brick into his bosom and went to the Cui Mansion with Ban Jian, shoulder to shoulder. He left Ban Jian in the courtyard and went alone to report to Cui Yun. Cui Yun first had a dark and gloomy face, then suddenly beamed with joy, and even personally came out to welcome him.

  "Master, good morning."

  Ban Jian wiped his forehead with a towel and smiled awkwardly, "This humble monk's merits are insignificant, yet Judge Yu has personally come to welcome me, which is an honor that kills me."

  Cui Yun said with a smile: "Oh no, oh no, Master's merits are boundless. The entire Mount Wutai Buddhist holy land owes its prosperity to Master's hard work and great virtues."

  Itanaka's face turned even redder with embarrassment as he pulled out a shiny gold "coconut" from his pocket and placed it on the desk...

  "Wait!" Cui Yun couldn't bear it anymore, immediately stood up and was about to kneel down to the Golden-robed Angel. However, the Golden-robed Angel seemed unaffected, making a "shh" sound to signal for him to continue watching.

  Choi Yun shook his head and flipped through the life and death register on the case, stopping at the page with Bao Zheng's name, and wrote "Tian Ren Dao" in red ink without hesitation. Just as he closed the register, he felt a little uneasy, so he opened it again to the page with Bao Zheng's name, crossed out "Tian Ren Dao" and replaced it with "Ren Dao".

  Such a settlement moved Ban to tears, and he repeatedly bowed his head to thank Cui, who hurriedly helped him up and sent him out of the mansion...

  "Sir, I deserve ten thousand deaths!" Cui Yun stood up again and kowtowed to the golden-robed angel, who pulled him up once more.

  ...Ban Jian took out the letter of introduction and came to Meng Po's soup place to drink a bowl of soup, then went in from the back of the "human way"... After Yu Zhong, in the small village of Lingqiu County, where the sky was icy and snowy, a dilapidated thatched hut suddenly transmitted the cry of a newborn baby...

  The thief who stole his own grave is actually Bankei Sōshirō reincarnated... Unbelievable!