River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 123

Huang Pizi felt cold even on the soles of his feet, his shrewd eyes trembled, and he knelt down in front of Jiang Ling with a sudden plop.

"Xiaosheng Huang Liu, from now on, I would like to serve my master as master. As long as my master has orders, I, Huang Liu, will obey everything."

Jiang Ling only looked at it contemptuously: "What are you pretending to do? You are just afraid that I will kill you to silence you?"

Huang Pizi's mind was broken, and his face was full of embarrassment.

But it is also really scared,
That majestic land judge is one of the four judges in the underworld, and if he dies like this, the underworld will definitely hold him accountable.

If the matter of tonight is not leaked, it will be fine. Once leaked, Jiangling will be haunted by evil.

And as a witness, how could Jiang Ling spare it?

But Jiang Ling looked at the scroll, before Lu Pan was clearly still on the paper, but now his figure was blurred, leaving only the judge's pen on it.

"He didn't die so easily."

Putting away the scroll, he stared at Huang Pizi: "Have you done what you were asked to do?"

Huang Pizi was uneasy, and lightly nodded his head: "It's been done, Zhu Erdan's seven souls and two souls are all lost, and when he wakes up tomorrow, he will become a fool."

"You can go."

Jiang Ling let go of the wire rope.

Huang Pizi couldn't believe it: "You...will you really let me go?"

Jiang Ling: "Tomorrow he will become a fool, if someone asks, what do you think is the reason?"

Huang Pizi rolled his eyes and understood what he meant: "This Zhu Erdan is as stupid as a pig, and he has become enlightened in the past few days, but it is just possessed by a ghost."

"very good."

Jiang Ling turned around and walked towards the wall, and when he was about to go back through the wall, he added another sentence to it: "Don't let me see you again, if I see you next time, you won't be so lucky."

"I will abide by Your Excellency's decree, and I, Huang Liuer, will never dare to offend Your Excellency again."

After finishing speaking, before Jiang Ling could go through the wall, the yellow-skinned boy turned into a gust of evil wind and quickly slipped out through the crack of the window.

Jiang Ling returned to the room, sat down at the table again, and looked at the stone painting of the river in his dantian, the point marked Zhu Erdan, the purple light was bright, and it was no longer flickering like before.

woke up the next day,

It's already three poles high.

When Jiang Ling went downstairs, it was busy down below.

Zhu Xiaolian and Meng Longtan sat on the side, sighing continuously.

Wherever they looked, there was a crowd of people, and they didn't know what they were looking at.

Jiang Ling sat down on the edge and asked, "What's so lively?"

Seeing him coming, Zhu and Meng said, "Brother Jiang, you came just in time, so you can see what retribution is."

"retribution?"

Zhu Xiaolian pointed to the crowd: "That's Zhu Erdan, he looked fine yesterday, but when he woke up this morning, he was stunned. Someone went to his room to call him, only to find that there are many objects for worshiping ghosts and gods in his room."

Speaking of this, he lowered his voice and said: "I just found out that this Zhu Erdan was originally stupid. He suddenly became enlightened in the past few days, or he was possessed by ghosts and spirits, not himself. Now he may have suffered a backlash. Even more stupid than before.

Just now someone pointed out horse dung to him to eat, but he actually took it and ate it with relish. "

"There is such a thing?" Jiang Ling pretended to be surprised.

Meng Longtan said: "Isn't it? Many people saw it with their own eyes this morning, it is absolutely true. It is true that Zhu Erdan was born stupid, and all the neighbors around his house can prove it. It's a pity that it should never have happened. Doing such things as praying to gods and ghosts, and now rebelling against them, why bother in the first place.”

Now the crowd moved away a little,

Jiang Ling looked, and he really saw a disheveled man sitting on the side of the street with a dirty body and holding horse dung in his arms.

That person is Zhu Erdan.

Although Zhu and Meng hated Zhu Erdan, they saw that he became like this overnight. Fortunately, some things hurt him.

Although Zhu Erdan's methods are extreme, isn't the purpose just like theirs, wanting to stand out and be named on the gold list?
"Come on, eat another piece and see."

In the crowd, someone teased and urged Zhu Erdan to continue eating the horse dung.

Following the sound, the speaker was none other than Zhan Sheng.

Last night, he and Zhu Erdan called each other brothers and sisters, and they were like-minded.

But when Zhu Erdan became like this, he was the one who fell into trouble first.

Zhu Erdan smirked foolishly, and as soon as he encouraged him, he really picked up horse dung and stuffed it into his mouth, the more he ate, the happier he was.

After a while, the shopkeeper of the restaurant came out, couldn't bear to see him, so he asked the waiter to drive him away, don't come near the restaurant.

After a while, someone came over, picked up Zhu Erdan and left.

Look at that, they are probably relatives or something.

"Then Zhan Wenyou is really not a thing." Zhu and Meng were also quite displeased with Zhan Sheng's behavior.

Jiang Ling said with a smile: "This is called Lin Zida, and there are all kinds of birds. From my point of view, in this poetry meeting, the two brothers Zhu and Meng are the most worthy of friendship."

Zhu and Meng smiled, and they liked to hear this.

He also cupped his hands to Jiang Ling and said, "The most fortunate thing for the two of us during this trip to the south is that we also made friends with Brother Jiang. I wonder if Brother Jiang can participate in the poetry meeting today?"

Today is the last day of the poetry meeting,
Today is over, and tomorrow they will join hands in Beijing.

Jiang Ling shook his head and said, "I have decided to leave today, so I won't participate in the poetry meeting."

"Leave? Why are you leaving? But something happened at home?"

"Wouldn't it be better for us to go north together tomorrow?"

Originally, Jiang Ling thought the same way,

But this group of scholars looked like little white rabbits, but some were like Zhan Sheng, and some were like Shen Feibai.

Jiang Ling would not find it interesting to travel with these people for several months.

And that yellow leather child is doing pretty well today, if you walk with it, it will definitely feel uncomfortable.

"It is true that there are some real matters to be dealt with. This is the first step. If there is a destiny, we may meet in the capital."

Zhu and Meng said: "In that case, I wish Brother Jiang a smooth journey."

It's almost time for the morning poetry meeting,

After Zhu and Meng said a few more words, they were about to leave.

Before they left, Jiangling each gave a yellow talisman to the two of them: "I got a gift from a stranger on the road, saying it can protect the safety and drive away evil spirits. I don't know if it will be effective, but you two take it as a souvenir. "

The two didn't shirk it, they accepted it readily, and went to the poetry club together with the others.

After Jiang Ling prepared rations in the restaurant, at the end of the hour, he led the horse and left the city.

It is worth mentioning that since the death of Shen Jingwu, there are no such charging items outside the city gate.

Nowadays, there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

When he came outside the city, he took out the [Sura Hell Map] to look at it again, and saw that Lu Pan's pen on it was gone.

I don't know where this Lu Pan is. This time he started to fight head-on, but he didn't see anything about him on the stone painting of the river map. It seems that there is no cause and effect with him yet. '

There are more caravans in the morning,

Horses are lined up in long rows, loaded with cloth, tea and other things.

Mostly from the north,

The horse team that transported the cloth had the surname [Lin] on them.

Seeing it, Jiang Ling thought, this might be the Lin family's caravan.

Putting away the scroll, he was just about to get on his horse, when suddenly a man ran out from the city, and behind him was a yamen servant chasing him.

The man walked quickly, and when he reached the door, he jumped up.

After a jump of Zhang Xu, he straddled Jiang Ling's horse.

He slapped the horse's hip with his palm, and the horse galloped away in fright, its front hooves raised high, and it flew away like an arrow leaving the string.

Jiang Ling held the painting and wanted to grab the rein, but he was a step too late.

He could only watch the man ride off his horse and gradually disappear on the official road.

(End of this chapter)