The Trials of Rebirth

Last night, Song Yuanwai’s family was massacred, their money stolen. You must have plotted evil, killed and robbed, then fled in panic and returned to surrender! Guards, take this troublemaker to the prison and await judgment!”

Wang Xiaoer was astonished: “M-my lord, I just passed by the cart and absolutely did not do such a thing.”

“Silence! Why were you out in the countryside in the middle of the night?”

Wang Xiaoer was speechless: “Well, I was driving past Song Yuanwai’s gate, passing through the countryside. Just now, the immortal chose a moment to send me back to when I found the gold. I actually wanted to return to outside Song Yuanwai’s gate.”

The God of Wealth and I shook our heads simultaneously. With this explanation, he couldn’t clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Wang Xiaoer’s face turned ashen, and he lunged towards me: “Divine Lord! Send me back one more time! Back to outside Song Yuanwai’s gate!”

“Seize this troublemaker! He is undoubtedly the murderer.”

Tears streaming down my face, I waved my hand, raised a misty barrier, opened a light circle, and kicked Wang Xiaoer inside. When would this end?

“I’ll go report, report to the authorities.”

I moved my hand, wanting to hold him back, but when my hand was halfway out, I pulled it back. The county magistrate was not unaware, and with his character, going would be equivalent to suicide.

He thought he was quickly thrown into the death cell because a murder occurred at his doorstep, and the county magistrate, unable to find someone to take the blame, was eager to solve the case. If he went now, he would be walking right into a trap.

Watching his retreating figure, I paused for a long time. If that were an ordinary person, the outcome would be death. Just because he was the uniquely built Wang Xiaoer should I turn a blind eye?

The more I thought, the more chaotic my mind became. I rushed forward, blocking Wang Xiaoer’s path, pointing to stop him: “You should know what kind of person the county magistrate is. Going now is just going to become a wandering ghost.”

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