Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 963
"Plaintiff, all the ghost criminals have been brought..." The ghost officer sang, "Please send me a message, my lord."

Ding Ermiao waved his hand, signaling the ghost to step aside.

He was about to ask the victims to report their names, but Ding Ermiao caught a glimpse of one guy who did not kneel behind the group of accusers.

Taking a closer look, this guy was too short, so behind the kneeling plaintiffs, he was about the same height as others. Ding Ermiao didn't notice it for a while, and thought he was also kneeling down.

With a snapping sound, Ding Ermiao patted Zhenshanhe and shouted: "What's the surname of that short guy in the back? Come forward!"

"I'm coming……"

The dwarf agreed, but his voice was broken, hoarse and unpleasant.

Then, I saw him swaying forward on crooked legs, holding his hands together, making a bow, and said: "The villain Wu Dalang, I have met the eldest master. Please make the decision for me, the villain Wu Dalang is Wu Er My brother..."

This is the legendary...three-inch Dinggu tree bark?
Ding Ermiao looked at the dwarf's face intently, and sure enough, this guy looked so vicissitudes.A face no different from the bark of an elm tree, gray in color and full of cracked wrinkles.

It's just a matter of vicissitudes of life, this Wu Dalang is still very ugly.

With a big head and a face as big as a palm, the facial features are squeezed together in a cramped manner, with the upper lip turned up and the lower lip turned down, and the upper and lower front teeth are exposed together.

I, Yang Yang, with such honor, why am I so embarrassed to see others?

Ding Ermiao's forehead was sweating, and she thought to herself, no wonder Pan Jinlian is not happy to follow you. With such a dignified appearance, it is not easy for her to say that she loves you!
"Please make the decision for me, the eldest master. The villain Wu Dalang is the elder brother of the second master Wu..."

In the audience, Wu Dalang was still bowing, talking non-stop, and talking non-stop, but he could only talk about these two lines.

"Don't make any noise!" Ding Ermiao shook the mountains and rivers with a slap and glared at Wu Dalang.

Wu Dalang calmed down, winked at the bastard, and looked at Ding Ermiao stupidly.

"Wuda, you call your brother...Wu Song, also Mr. Wu?" Ding Ermiao asked tentatively.

"Yes, everyone calls him Wu Erye, and I also call him Wu Erye." Wu Dalang said.

Ding Ermiao shook his head and was speechless. It seemed that Wu Dalang was not only short and ugly, but also a bit stupid.How can anyone call his brother "Master"?Unheard of.

Even people in the Song Dynasty paid the most attention to etiquette, and there was no such title between brothers.

"Wuda, please stand aside for now. When your second master Wu comes, I will naturally feel relieved." Ding Ermiao waved his hand, signaling Wu Dalang to step back.

Ding Ermiao was a little disgusted with Wu Dalang, but also felt a little pitiful.For Wu Song's sake, Ding Ermiao didn't attack him, but just told him to stay away.

Wu Dalang bowed again, then stepped aside and looked around.

Ding Ermiao patted Zhenshanhe and said: "Please report the names of all the victims of suffering in this hall, from front to back, from east to west, one by one!"

In the front row, an old lady at the east end kowtowed, then raised her face and shouted: "I, the old lady, come to my lord. I died unjustly...!"

"Shut up, you are the queen who fulfilled Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian's good deeds? Murder for money, please Ximen Qing, instigate Pan Jinlian to cheat, how dare you call me wrong?" Ding Ermiao was furious and shouted:

"Left or right, first slap the mouth of this old pig and dog for a hundred times, and then lock it to one side with an iron chain through the bones!"

The ghost soldiers came forward with a yell, and dragged Wang Po down by her hair.Then, the sound of applause and the scream of Wang Po came from afar.

"Good fight, good fight..." Wu Dalang laughed and applauded.

"Wu Da, don't be arrogant in court." Ding Ermiao said, dumbfounded.

Wu Dalang bowed and said: "I understand, I understand."

Just now, beside Mrs. Wang, there was a white-faced man, about thirty years old. After kowtow, he raised his face and said, "Little man..."

"Ximen Qing, right?" Ding Ermiao asked with a smile.

Ximen Qing shivered in fright, kowtowed again, and said, "That's right, you villain."

"Okay, okay, okay, right and left, pull it out for me first, grind it carefully on the ghost grinding plate," Ding Ermiao said.

Hundreds of good and filial piety are the first, and all evil and adultery are the first.

Now that this notorious lewd bastard has fallen into his hands, how can he let him go?
So Ding Ermiao decided to give him a blow first.

"Sir, have mercy, sir, have mercy..." Ximen Qing was so frightened that his voice changed and he kowtowed repeatedly.

The two ghost soldiers came up with smiles, one of them grabbed one of Ximen Qing's arms and dragged him out without any explanation.

When Ximen Qing was dragged away, Ding Ermiao turned his head slightly and asked Cui Yu: "How come this bitch Ximen Qing hasn't been assigned yet?"

"I don't know, but this person has been sent to prison three times. This time tonight is the fourth reincarnation sentence after his death." Cui Yu bowed and replied.

"Oh..." Ding Ermiao pondered for a moment, and then asked: "I wonder how Ximen Qing was sentenced in the first three times?"

Learn a little bit about it so that you can have a reference when waiting for the verdict.

Cui Yu briefly flipped through the file and said, "In the first life, he was a eunuch, in the second life, he was a dog, and in the third life, he was a maggot in a manure pit."

Ding Ermiao nodded, indicating that he understood, then looked at the woman remaining in the row in front and shouted: "What is the last name of the next ghost criminal? Raise your head and speak!"

In fact, Ding Ermiao knew without asking that this woman must be Pan Jinlian.

The woman did not panic. She nodded slightly, then raised her head and replied calmly: "Pan Jinlian, the slave, has met the eldest master."

It was indeed Pan Jinlian, a woman who had been nailed to the pillar of shame for thousands of years.

Her voice was very pleasant, which made Ding Ermiao's heart tremble slightly.

Looking at the appearance of this eternal prostitute, we can see that her face is like a lotus calyx, her lips are like cherries, her eyebrows are painted with green mountains, and her bright eyes are moist with autumn. She is indeed a natural beauty, the best among beauties!

"Pan Jinlian, as the plaintiff, you don't know who you are suing?" Ding Ermiao asked knowingly.

Sure enough, Pan Jinlian pondered for a while, and said: "Wu Song, the one my family is suing is the world-renowned hero, Wu Song!"

(End of this chapter)