The sound of footsteps rang in the dark passage of the dungeon.
Xiao Shizhu, who said nothing, walked slowly outside the dungeon with the guide jailer. Thinking of the tears flashing in the eyes of the jealous woman Jin Shen, he suddenly felt that the other party's life was very miserable. Although she was indeed too jealous when she was in the world, But after arriving in the underworld, the Emperor of Fengdu played with her feelings so ruthlessly that Xiao Shizhu secretly called injustice for his jealous wife.
So Xiao Shizhu decided to be kinder after a little thought, and without thinking, he told the prison guard that if he had jealous women, he would release her if he had figured it out, and there was no need to force her to stay in Jiuyou Kingdom to serve. As for where she would go in the future, Let her decide.
But he never expected that the act of the notice that the jealous woman, the god of jealous women, would become the last straw that broke the camel's back. When the jealous woman, the god of jealous women, saw the ruthless face of the Emperor of Fengdu, she had been The loyalty and respect of persistence fell apart, and all that was left was despair.
Despair of all thoughts and despair of all desire to die.
The prison guard nodded when he heard this and remembered these words silently.
After a while, the two geniuses came to the back of the dungeon gate.
The moment the door opened, the blue night moonlight surged into the dungeon along the crack of the door; Xiao Shizhu, who walked out of the dungeon, had not had time to take a deep breath of the fresh air in the dungeon, and saw the two brothers Hei and Bai Wuchang standing side by side. Let's go, stride towards yourself.
"Is there anything wrong?" When they stood in front of them, Xiao Shizhu saw their hurried expressions and asked first.
"I just received a message from the gangren. In the evening of this day, Lord Lin's subordinates had taken the cave to Tengxian Miao Village." Bai Wuchang and Xie Bi'an pointed his head and said softly with a faint smile: "The reason for presiding over the judicial system." The old commander Bao Wengli also rushed to Tengxian Miao Village at the same time. According to his trial results, Dongmeng confessed to his mistakes on the battlefield. According to the traditional system of Sanmiao, he deliberately shrank in the face and insisted on his own actions, resulting in a large number of warriors who died in battle. , they will block their tribe's people and hang them on the spot at sunrise."
It’s not that this matter is funny, but that Bai Wuchang always looks smiling and full of face.
Although Yunmengzhou has returned to his heart, Xiao Shizhu was unable to send too many officials to the Sanmiao people for a while, so he had to let them manage Yunmengzhou with Shigui for the time being.
Therefore, all kinds of official positions and systems established before Sanmiao have been temporarily continued.
Bao Wengli, who was once the commander of Li Lao, is still the commander of Li Lao, responsible for helping Xiao Shizhu in charge of all judicial affairs in Yunmengzhou. Dongmeng's affairs were left to him to handle.
The mountain breeze was blowing under the night, blowing Xiao Shizhu's robe and the hair hanging from his ears.
After being slightly stunned, he walked forward silently and stood on the side of the road of Panshan Road, looking at the lights of thousands of families on the hillside below, dazed in a daze.
Perhaps it was Xiao Shizhu's misery that made him feel a lot; after hearing this news, he wondered if he was too much.
Although he was just acting according to law, hanging Dong Meng in front of his tribe members would be like losing Dong Wuha's face.
Male ghosts are like men, and face is as important as their own heads.
Therefore, he used to love to see the lights of the mountains in Xiaoyu Mountain City, but now he is not happy to see the scenery he likes. After a moment of silence, he slowly asked: "What is the attitude of the Dongwuha?"
His voice was so light that even the black and white impermanence almost couldn't hear what he was saying.
"According to the return of the Wanren, because this matter was left to Baowenli for ruling and was in line with the system before Sanmiao, Dongwuha had no objection." Bai Wuchang, who was behind him, returned.
"In addition, Lord Lin also chose several Sanmiao warriors to accompany him to escort them. It is said that they also came forward to prove Dongmeng's cowardice on the battlefield in Baoweng's trial." Hei Wuchang, who had not spoken, took the speech.
, said in a deep voice: "Even the Sanmiao ghosts have no objection to this judgment; most of them are despised Dong Meng, and they also think it is reasonable for the young master to deal with this."
"Yes." Xiao Shizhu nodded, lowered his head and pondered.
After a while, he trembled all over his body under the night wind and asked again: "Is it too cruel for you to say that I did this? Dongmeng is just cowardly and not betrayal."
As soon as he said that, he immediately felt that he was regressing more and more; he set up a plan to kill Bodhi, captured Qingmu and killed Danzhu, etc., who dared to be right with him, had never been soft-hearted! For some reason today, calm down.
After he came down, he suddenly felt that the cave Meng was hanged in front of the ghosts, so he might as well lock him up and sentence him to life imprisonment.
"This is just a matter of matters. It's not a random killing of innocent people. How can there be cruelty?" After a sudden moment of a sudden death, he looked puzzled and asked in unison.
"No rules cannot be square." Hei Wuchang raised his two thick eyebrows on his black face and added in a deep voice: "It was his cave that broke the rules. If he did not act according to the law, the people would be unstable and the ghosts would not accept it."
Xiao Shizhu trembled all over and felt speechless. He was so clever in the past that he was suddenly not sure how to answer the conversation. Dongmeng was indeed just cowardly, and he was just acting according to the law. What Hei Wuchang said was reasonable, but
But a hurdle appeared in his heart, which always made him feel a little sorry for Dongwuha.
"Then I'll leave it to Bao Wengli to handle it in full. I won't care about this anymore." After thinking silently for a moment, Xiao Shizhu suddenly remembered the entanglements of the warriors who died in vain on Daoshan Island because of the cave.
And the unbearable gradually disappeared.
"There is another thing that the young master needs to be mentally prepared first." The sigh fell to the ground, and Bai Wuchang said hesitantly: "This news comes from Yuque City."
Xiao Shizhu, who had always been calm, trembled slightly after hearing the three words "Yuque City". He wondered in his heart whether it was a ghost mother or Lai Yueqi, or something happened to Xiao Fuling, but he asked lightly: "What
thing?".
Then I prayed in my heart that I must not be the trouble he had encountered when the ghost he cherished was.
"In fact, it's not a big deal." Bai Wuchang wanted to make the matter clear, but hesitated for a while and found that the matter could only be said explicitly: "Maybe it's a big deal."
The hesitant hesitated, the more Xiao Shizhu, who had a normal face, felt that what he was about to know must be a good thing.
After pondering for a while, Bai Wuchang looked a little embarrassed, and he slowly said: "It was the mother of the country who asked you to go back immediately, saying that it was Wu Qiu Shou, a senior official of the Ministry of Justice, who died of illness."
"Who?" Xiao Shizhu, who was stunned for a moment of hearing this, felt nervous, his lips trembled, and then he asked urgently; he couldn't believe his ears, and his whole body was as stiff as if he was struck by lightning.
"My Lord Qiu Shou." Bai Wuchang repeated again in a low voice. Xiao Shizhu, who suddenly closed his eyes, suddenly felt cold all over his body, and even his heart was filled with coldness when he heard this.
It was late at night, and the mountains around Tengxian Miao Village were full of shadows, the water was soaked and the tea garden was hazy, and there were fireflies dancing among the plants and trees, echoing the stars in the sky, forming a beautiful color under the moon.
The dark blue moon gradually set in the west seemed to be exhausted by running all night, and unknowingly hid in the clouds in the sky; the sky suddenly fell into darkness.
During the day, everything was silent in the Tengxian Miao Village, which was already lively during the day, but there were waves of dog barking coming from time to time.
In the middle of the village, in the shadow of a stilt building under a stilt building, a middle-aged man standing a seven-foot-long man wearing a collarless right-clad bright cloth dress, straight-leg trousers
.
It is the local hammer Dongwuha.
After tossing and turning for a long time, fatherly love overcame face and shame, driving him to dress up with shame and go out alone, easily avoiding the light and dark posts and patrol teams in the village, and quietly stood here.
In silence, he narrowed his eyes. Wherever he looked, the wing corners of each floor located in the middle of the square were flying dragons and unicorns, phoenix peacocks, turtles, lions, and running deer.
The lifelike blue-tiled drum tower, which is like a clay statue, has a little hesitation in his eyes.
Dongwuha could clearly hear the heartbeat in his chest pounding, and he could vaguely hear the sound of waves coming from not far away.
In the past, the sound of the waves always made Dongwuha feel comfortable and comfortable, but today the sound of the waves makes him feel even more anxious.
A layer of sweat gradually oozed out of the palm of his hand, and subconsciously clasped the hilt of the scimitar hanging on his waist. This would make him feel more at ease.
In the small building not far away, in the past, he used to discuss matters with the warriors and tiger hands in the village, as well as ghosts such as Li Lao, full of glory and pride; now it is the place where his son is imprisoned, full of shame and shame
.
Dongwuha could be seen vaguely on the left and right side of the small building, each standing with a mysterious robe with silver silk thread embroidered with the pattern of the other side of the cuffs and neckline. The two sword hilts were hung on the waist and each with a double sword single ear, and it was also double.
The Qiankun Double Swords with the swords in the same sheath; these special clothing and equipment for the Xuan Sect prove that they are one of the Xuan Sect disciples who escorted Dong Meng back.
Beside them were four Sanmiao warriors wearing armor, holding vine shields and Miao swords.
In terms of defense, it is not very strict.
Dong Wuha, standing in the shadow, looked at Xiaolou in a daze and hesitated for a while. Finally, he made up his mind and slowly stepped out his legs.
As a brave and warlike warrior, Dongmeng's cowardice and timidity at the moment were enough to make Dongmukha lose face; but as a father, he would never tolerate his son being hanged at sunrise.
He decided to be favored and rescue Dongmeng; even if doing so would make him face his fellow villagers and elders, he would do whatever he could.
But his right foot was just stepping outside the shadows downstairs. The dark moon hiding behind the clouds suddenly emerged from the clouds, and the dark blue moonlight shone down from the sky.
Dongwuha felt a stern heart, and he quickly retracted his feet and stood in the shadows downstairs again.
He waited for a while again, until after a while, Yin Yue hid behind Yunhou again, and Dongwuha took another step and walked quickly towards the square.
Dongwuha, who was walking faster and faster, suddenly drew his knife when he was less than four or five meters away from the building, and his feet continued to move forward accelerated and ran.
"Who is it?" After hearing the dull footsteps, I looked at the escape and saw a ghost flying towards the building. My heart tightened and asked in a deep voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost had already flew into them like lightning and swam rapidly, bringing a strong wind and a flash of cold light, and stood firmly in front of the small building.
The four Sanmiao warriors who had already raised their swords were stunned, and the two Xuan Sect disciples who had just drawn their swords were stunned. Their faces were frozen, and they all looked stunned.
The "hiss" sounded in the quiet dark night, and the six ghosts guarding the building all showed an inch of the neck, crossing the neck.
Immediately afterwards, a large amount of ghost blood gushed out of the hole.
Dongwuha, who was standing at the door, had expressionless face, his eyes were filled with murderous aura, and he raised the scimitar in his hand without hesitation.
The cold light cut through the darkness again, and the door of the small building door instantly shattered into wood chips.
The moment the door broke, it was tied to the pillar in the building. The cave Meng, who had no hope on his face, suddenly looked up and looked towards the gate.
The Yin Moon passes through the clouds again.
As the moonlight gradually lights up, after seeing the ghost standing at the door clearly, he exclaimed: "Bad?" (To be continued)