Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 229: Punishing God Tonight
Under Ding Ermiao's constant urging, nine beams of starlight shined brightly at the same time, spinning rapidly.

Suddenly, the stars froze together and stopped moving.A little starlight leaked from the sky and happened to shine on Pan Yifeng's body, illuminating him with a dazzling silver light!
The other eight beams of starlight showed a Bagua layout, surrounding the five-way frog god.

Just as the Wutong Frog God was about to struggle to get up, Pan Yifeng picked up another paperweight and smashed it mercilessly.

boom--!
This stone paperweight hit the Frog God right in the forehead, causing blood to fly.

"Shiro realizes his mistake, sir, please spare my life!" Wutong Shen knelt down on the ground, crawled forward, and kowtowed as if pounding garlic.

call!Ding Ermiao let out a long breath, retreated to Pan Yifeng's side, and rubbed the painful chest and back.Now, I finally have nothing to worry about.

"You dare to ask me to spare your life?" Pan Yifeng strode forward with a ruler in hand, and with a whoosh of the ruler, he tore open the skin and flesh of Wutong Shentu, and his whole body trembled violently.

Holding the ruler high in his hand, Pan Yifeng shouted sternly: "As a land god, you actually messed up the countryside and molested the women of the people. You were unscrupulous and fearless. Are you really bullying me, a scholar, with a pen and a knife?!"

With that said, he swiped the ruler away again, hitting the Wutong God's shoulder!

The Wutong God did not dare to move, but kept begging and kowtowing.

"What you did was shameless, disregarded human relations, and repeatedly violated the laws of nature! I will appeal to the Nine Palaces and control ten places, so that you will not be honored, the temple will not exist, and you will lose your divine status and fall into the ghost realm!"

Pan Yifeng pulled out another foot, then turned his head and shouted: "A man who holds an inkstone, a boy who grinds ink, a scholar who holds a pen, and a scholar who develops paper!—Where are you waiting? Prepare paper and pen!"

Wan Shugao and others, holding pens, inks, paper and inkstones, were stunned for a moment, wondering who Pan Yifeng was calling in a whisper.

"Go quickly, grind ink and prepare paper for Kuixing!" Ding Ermiao urged with a wave of his hand.

Only then did everyone react and rushed forward in a swarm.Wan Shugao held the inkstone, and Wang Haolan held an Hui ink in his hand, but he didn't know how to grind the ink.I came in a hurry and forgot to bring water.

"Spit in the Momo Pond and let's do it." Ding Ermiao said again.

"Ah poof..." Wang Haolan spat into the inkstone pool, held the back of Wan Shugao's hand with one hand, picked up the Hui ink with the other hand, and started to grind it in the inkstone pool.

It's strange to say that grinding ink is a delicate job, and it always takes several minutes to complete.But Wang Haolan rubbed it casually, and the ink in the inkstone ink pool became thicker.

Li Weinian shook off the rice paper and Mao Wu handed over the brush.

Pan Yifeng drew Wutongshen another foot, then took the brush, turned his head to look, and ordered Li Weinian to turn around and bend over.

"Turn around and bend over, hurry up, he's going to write on your back." Ding Ermiao instructed Li Weinian again.

Li Weinian reacted, turned around hurriedly, and dedicated his generous back to Wen Quxing.

Pan Yifeng spread the rice paper on Li Weinian's back, dipped his brush in thick ink, and with dragons and snakes flying on the bottom of his wrist, he read:

"Pan Yifeng, a scholar, appealed to the gods of the nine heavens, controlled the Youwang of the ten places, and spread all the Buddhas in the three realms: Now there is Frog Shiro, the five-connected man, who is in the position of a god and has received heaven's grace. He should observe etiquette to protect the people, and should not be filthy and messy. In the countryside. You showed no regard for your integrity and shame, and completely lost the dignity of the earth god. You entered the hospital through the wall, and actually ruined the virginity...

As the saying goes, filial piety comes first in all things, and sexual immorality comes first in all things.Even cattle and horses would not commit such deeds. How can we explain such dirty behavior if it is not a ghost? !

Those who have found the five connections will cause chaos in the boudoir, and their arrogance will lead to great evil; the world is domineering, and the dog's face will fly like frost in June; even in the countryside of Qinghe, there is no sun and moon; even in Ke Xiaoying, there is full of haze!
He is trying to make money and confuse the public, but he has a real face but an animal heart! "

In the dazzling starlight, Pan Yifeng was full of energy, reciting the verdict and writing quickly.From time to time, he would use his ruler to slap the bottom bracket randomly, making a crackling sound.

The Wutong God crawled at Pan Yifeng's feet, trembling and pleading.

Moreover, the appearance of Wutong God has also undergone tremendous changes. From the tall man before, he has become the appearance of the clay statue in Wutong Temple, short, fat, and wretched.

At this time, all the villagers in Ke Xiaoying were awakened and gathered around in twos and threes.

But when they saw Pan Yifeng's body glowing with silver, he looked like an immortal, and the Wutong God kneeling in front of him turned out to be the clay statue in the temple that everyone usually worshiped. The villagers couldn't help but become completely pale, trembling with fear, and no one dared to step forward.

Wang Haolan, Wan Shugao, Li Weinian and others were also shocked.

I was thinking in my heart, as expected, this Pan Yifeng is a Wenqu star descended to earth, his pen is as sharp as a sword, his words are like knives, scratching the bones and penetrating the heart!This scolding really relieved my hatred!Rejoice! !

Pan Yifeng scolded Fang Qiu and continued to write and read:

“According to the scholar’s ​​opinion, his crime deserves to be punished!
Take the water from Jiangxi and give him an enema; burn the bed on the east wall and ask him to put it in an urn; take Jiang Ziya's mace to consecrate the gods and break his heavenly spirit; use Wu Zixu's rope to whip the corpse to break his bones and muscles!He will be sentenced to the execution ground and his limbs will be chopped off; he will be thrown into the boiling soup and his liver and intestines will be fished out..."

"Accept the decree—!"

Ding Ermiao sneered, jumped up, and in his hand, thousands of cuts were like purple lightning and green frost, swiping past the Frog God's neck!

Whoosh-!
The frog god's head flew into the air.

The Kexiaoying villagers who were watching screamed at the same time!
Amidst the screams, Ding Ermiao spun around, flipped his wrist, and inserted the sharp sword in his hand from top to bottom into the Frog God's neck.

The sword is not in the hilt.

Pan Yifeng was stunned, stared at Ding Ermiao, and said, "Why did you take action before I finished speaking?"

"Didn't you say that he deserves to be punished for his crime? Mr. Kuixing, if you don't say anything, how dare I kill him?" Ding Ermiao shrugged.

As he spoke, Wutong Shen's head fell to the ground, making a loud bang on the ground.And the Wutong body that had been chopped off by thousands of people gradually collapsed and turned into a pile of rubble.

It turned out that his possession this time was actually the clay statue usually enshrined in the temple.

"But... Wutong is also an earth god. Even if he wants to kill him, we can't do it." Pan Yifeng frowned slightly and said: "Killing the god tonight will definitely be detrimental to my future future, hey..."

Ding Ermiao withdrew his sword and returned it to its sheath, stepped forward and said, "For the sake of justice, what does the future mean? Do scholars work hard in poverty just for the sake of the future?"

Pan Yifeng looked at Ding Ermiao intently, seeming thoughtful.

Suddenly, he grabbed the inkstone in Master Wanshu's hand and threw it at Ding Ermiao, cursing: "You are not a good person either. Don't think I don't know. You are the one who peeked at Liu Qinghui!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ding Ermiao suddenly shrank his head and hid behind Wan Shugao.

But Wan Shugao, an idiot like him, in order to show that he dared to sacrifice for his brothers, actually moved forward to protect Ding Ermiao.

boom--!
The inkstone hit Wan Shugao's forehead.

"Oops, my head..." Wan Shugao yelled, covering his forehead, and his body fell to the ground, blood gushing out from between his fingers.Then before falling into coma, Wan Shugao shouted again: "The inkstone... is broken!"

(End of this chapter)