I have a volume of human scriptures

Chapter 154

The old man Wensheng watched him for a long time.

After a long time, he clicked his tongue twice, shook his head and said, "Whether the old man is a traitor or not is still open to debate; but you are very similar."

Yu Chen didn't answer, and asked instead: "Old man, although you have lost the relevant memory, according to your thinking—do you think that you would take away any secret treasure in the capital even if you were accused of being a traitor?"

The old man Wensheng spread his hands: "As far as I know, there is no such thing in Daxia."

After a pause, he continued: "Or it's also possible that this secret treasure is a cover at all? Do you understand? Your Majesty wants to kill people, especially people like this old man, there must be a reason for it."

Yu Chen was greatly surprised, "But old man, you are one of the three saints, why did he kill you?"

"Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger, who knows?" The old man Wen Sheng stroked his white beard and sighed: "Over the past few decades, has this old man only argued a dozen times in the court? There is no need to chop off my head Bar?"

Yu Chen: "..."

The so-called admonition is a way for Daxia officials to admonish.

Different from direct remonstrance, loyal remonstrance, and positive remonstrance, those who beat around the bush and show off, the so-called remonstrance, to put it bluntly, is to quarrel with the emperor.

And win him a fight.

Let the emperor agree with your point of view.

This old man, he quarreled with the emperor more than ten times and is still alive?
Or is it in the court hall of the princes of Gungun?
Yu Chen took a deep breath, gave a thumbs up, and sighed sincerely, "You, it's this."

After chatting for a while, the old man Wen Sheng returned to the judge's hall. Seeing that it was getting late, Yu Chen also prepared to have a meal and went to rest.

But this is when the food was just served on the table, and the aroma was overflowing, making the tomb guard's index finger twitch.

A shout came from outside the house.

Immediately afterwards, there were chaotic footsteps and the creaking of wheels rolling over dead branches and leaves on the snow.

Yu Chen opened the door and took a look.

Good guy!
The carts pulling the corpses wrapped in white cloth were dragged up the mountain by the officials of the Funeral Department of the Bell and Drum Division.

Filed in.

Yu Chen counted and there were thousands of them.

His first reaction was the same as those ordinary people below.

——Isn't this fucking a war?

But when he found a familiar official to ask, the answer from the other party made him completely dumbfounded.

——Thick Earth Temple, the door was destroyed.

These corpses are all disciples of Houtu Temple.

Looking at the black and white cloth, Yu Chen gulped.

The Houtu Temple to which Damu Daoist belongs is gone?

Yes!
He did give the supervisor the evidence that Qiu Zhen and Hu Tian were instigated by Damu Daoist.

But this doesn't mean that Yang Lei will destroy Houtu Guanman's family, right?
The supervisor is the government, not a den of bandits.

Then, the official continued to talk, and only then did Yu Chen understand the ins and outs.

Let’s just say, the commander of the supervisor really wanted to trouble Houtu Temple at that time, at least the Damu Daoist was dead.

——If the Houtu Temple insists on protecting it, then the Houtu Temple may not be able to eat it.

But before the envious Si Ming Yang Lei vented his anger, when he arrived, the Houtu Temple was gone.

Up and down, thousands of disciples, not one left!
The officials of the Funeral Department of the Bell and Drum Division had been busy for two hours on the Wanjia Mausoleum before they buried all the corpses and went down the mountain.

Surprised, Yu Chen also went back to the house.

Returning with him was a ghost whose feet did not touch the ground.

You know, according to the officials, it has been ten hours since Houtu Temple was destroyed.

Among the thousands of disciples, even those who have persistent obsessions have probably been obliterated by the rules of heaven and earth.

And the ghost in front of him can still maintain his sanity and form, which means that this ghost was probably a very important person in his life.

Back in the room, under the dim light, Yu Chen looked at the man.

She was dressed in an apricot yellow robe, her hair was tied up high, and she was about forty to fifty years old. She had sharp facial features and was not angry.

At the same time, he was also looking around, his face was full of hatred!
It was also rare for Yu Chen to explain, and when he opened the Book of Salvation, he took it in.

Anyway, after entering the Sutra of Rescuing People, these ghosts themselves know what kind of situation they are in.

By the Huangquan River, the middle-aged man in the apricot zodiac robe showed enlightenment in his eyes.

Yu Chen also walked into the scriptures of human beings, beside the Yellow Spring River.

At the same time, scenes of revolving lanterns began to run before his eyes.

Don't look at it, look at it!
This middle-aged man in the apricot-yellow Taoist robe is called Zhang Weizhi, a spirit refiner in the divine realm, and he is also a respectable figure in the entire Jinling.

At the same time, he is also the speaker of the entire Houtu Temple.

The Lord of the Thick Earth, Zhang Weizhi!

In his life, there is not much to say.

Both his parents are qi refiners of Houtu Temple. Zhang Weizhi has been practicing qi refinement since he was a child.

After the previous Master of Houtu Taoist Temple drove west of Hexi, he naturally succeeded as the Master of Houtu Taoist Temple, controlling thousands of disciples of the entire Houtu Taoist Temple.

And Zhang Weizhi himself has always acted arrogantly and domineeringly. He once made Zhang Weizhi displeased because another Taoist temple in a state capital was also engaged in the business of rare earth mines.

So he asked a disciple to go outside the other side's mountain gate, and bumped his head against the stone wall, bleeding.

The Houtu Temple took this as a reason, directly killed the other people's mountain gate, wiped out the other person's temple owner, and cut them into pieces; robbed the other person's Taoist couple, tortured them to death in public; !

This style of acting naturally influenced many disciples below.

It can be said that in the qi refining circle of Jinling, the reputation of Houtu Temple is like the reputation of the Black Water Gang in Weishui.

Smells unpleasant.

Other Qi practitioners, especially those from small Taoist temples and some casual practitioners, made a deliberate detour when they saw Houtu Temple.

Can't be provoked, can't you hide?
But Zhang Weizhi didn't think there was anything wrong with this, he thought that in the circle of practicing qi, the weak preyed on the strong, and the strong should bully the weak.

But recently, Zhang Weizhi encountered trouble.

First, the three disciples were killed by the judge who came out of nowhere.

And his apprentice Damu Zhenren was also careless in doing things, and people discovered the relationship between the Zheng family's extermination case and Houtu Temple.

Zhang Weizhi had a headache when he thought of dealing with Yang Lei, the commander of the prison.

But soon, he no longer has a headache.

Let's say that that night, a spirit refiner in black and wearing a black hat and a wild fox mask went to the Houtu Temple, saying that he wanted to buy all the rare earth mines in the Houtu Temple.

But the price he offered was far below the market price.

Of course Zhang Weizhi didn't want to, the two of them were unhappy and... oh, they didn't break up.

After being rejected by Zhang Weizhi, the wild fox's face was directly visible, and endless green mist gushed out from behind him, covering the entire Wuyou Mountain.

Zhang Weizhi and the elders of Houtuguan were furious, and they wanted to suppress and kill the villains immediately!

They all started.

But after all, they underestimated each other, even if Zhang Weizhi from the Goddess Realm activated the mountain protection formation and fought with all his strength, he was not the opponent of the wild fox face.

In just a moment, the whole family was slaughtered.

In the end, due to the different paths between humans and ghosts, Zhang Weizhi's ghost could only watch the other party take away all the rare earth mines on the corpses of the disciples.

Hate it!

Very angry!

It wasn't until the evidence left by Yu Chen was discovered by the Superintendent, and Yang Lei went up the mountain to kill in anger, only then did he realize that the Houtu Temple had become a death temple.

After the work, Zhonggusi moved more than a thousand of his corpses to Wanjialing and buried them.

Revolving door, here is the end.

But Zhang Weizhi can't rest in peace!
All his life, he has only let others suffer, but he has never suffered from others!
Only bullying others, not being bullied by others!
Whether it's the so-called judge or that wild fox face!

Everyone has to pay the price!

After comprehending the rules of the Sutra of Saving Human Beings, the temple master smiled ferociously!
So what if you're dead?
He also wants to drag those two guys into hell together!

So, when Yu Chen came to him, the Master of the Houtu Temple said coldly: "The Houtu Temple advocates Weizhi, please master kill the judge of Jinling and Yehulian'er - make them Lingchi! The car is cracked!" ! Peeled and cramped! Tortured to death!"

After watching the revolving lanterns, Yu Chen stared at the thick-earth temple master in front of him.

Tut.

Sigh, it turns out that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!
If Zhang Weizhi hadn't been so domineering, how could those disciples of the Houtu Temple be able to bully the market, kill people and seize treasures, and destroy people all over the house?

"You want to kill the judge of the underworld in Jinling?"

Yu Chen raised his head, Sen Luo's grimace appeared under his flesh and blood, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a black and white theater robe, and the judge's face was added to him.

"—Then let's see, who are we?"

At that moment, the complexion of the thick-earth temple master suddenly changed, and the hideousness and hatred in his heart erupted instantly!
"It's you?"

"You are the judge!"

Yu Chen shook his head: "We are not only Jinling's judge, but... your judge."

While speaking, he shook his head slightly.

Rejected the last wish of the Weizhi in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the little girl of the ferryman from the Yellow Springs appeared from the mist, knocked the Lord of the Thick Earth unconscious with an oar, and dragged her away like a dead dog.

When Zhang Weizhi woke up again, he was already in Sen Luo's solemn judge's hall.

Two ghost messengers held him on either side of his shoulders.

The ghost officials with green faces and fangs stood on both sides, dignified and solemn.

And in that classroom, it was the young judge!

Zhang Weizhi was so angry and desperate, he stared at Yu Chen, as if he wanted to skin him and cramp him!

Then, suddenly broke free from the shackles of the two ghost messengers, clawed at Yu Chen's face with both hands!

Lie Lie hate, clearly exposed!
Just like a mad dog, it will bite you twice before it dies!

Snapped.

In the next moment, the young judge snapped his fingers.

An indescribably terrifying pressure fell from the sky, pressing hard on Zhang Weizhi's body!

It was so heavy that his body suddenly fell on the cold and hard hall!

Yu Chen looked at him and shook his head slowly.

"You are domineering and domineering in that world, we can't control it."

"But here, in the underworld, in the palace of judges, not to mention you, the emperor, you have to kneel!"

As soon as the words fell, two ghost messengers came up, crackling and beating Zhang Weizhi until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he stood up and knelt down!

Immediately afterwards, the loud sentence was heard.

"Zhang Weizhi, a native of Jinling, lived for more than 150 years. In his prime, he burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of crimes. He committed the evil of the body-kill! Steal! Prostitution! The evil of the heart-anger! Idiot! Anger! , into the Copper Pillar Hell one by one! The Knife Mountain Hell! The Oil Pot Hell! The Steamer Hell!"

As soon as the words fell, a few little ghosts came out of the gate of hell with grinning grinning, and dragged Zhang Weizhi, who was scolding furiously, into hell.

After a while, there was no yelling, only howling.

(End of this chapter)