Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 964 Second Master Wu

"Wu Song is a world-famous hero. He descends from the Tiangang Star and is a good man. I don't know, what crime do you want to accuse him of?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Anyway, Wu Song hadn't arrived yet, so Ding Ermiao had a chat with Pan Jinlian first.

No matter what, she is also a celebrity in history, so not everyone can chat with her.

"Your Majesty, what you said is wrong. The trial has not started yet, and the plaintiff Wu Song has not arrived, so you have made a conclusion and said that he is a good man. With such preconceptions, how can you be fair and honest and give justice to the slave family?" Pan Jinlian said neither humble nor arrogantly. Said.

Let me go, this woman has some eloquence.

Ding Ermiao felt even more difficult to handle, thinking to herself, I'm afraid the most difficult person in this case is not Mr. Wu, but Mrs. Wu!

"Pan Jinlian, don't use your words, or I will send you to the tongue-pulling hell, and change you from a long-tongued woman to a short-tongued woman and a tongueless woman!"

Ding Ermiao patted Zhenshanhe, and then said: "I just said it casually, and when it comes down to it, the facts will naturally prevail."

"Thank you so much, sir." Pan Jinlian bowed her head and said, "Just now, the master asked me what crime I was charging Wu Song with. I have not changed my original intention. I only accuse him of being ruthless and unjust. He started chaos and ended up giving up!"

"Begin with chaos and end with abandonment?"

Ding Ermiao was taken aback, and thought to himself, could it be... There was an affair between Second Master Wu and Sister Wu?
Can you please stop being so bloody!
Second Master Wu is the idol in the hearts of many heroes. If he really had an affair with his sister-in-law, how could those who admire Wu Song be embarrassed?
"Humph... Pan Jinlian, I accepted your lawsuit. But the defendant hasn't arrived yet, and you haven't confronted me yet, so I can't make a decision." Ding Ermiao looked at Pan Jinlian and said:

"You just stand aside and wait until Mr. Wu comes. But please be more careful. If I find out that you are framed by Mr. Wu, hey, you will escape all kinds of punishments in the eighteenth level of hell." Just give it a try!"

For Pan Jinlian, Ding Ermiao did not dare to have sympathy for her.

After all, this person has been established in history. It would not be fun if he felt pity for her for a moment and was accused by the gang of Yinsao of protecting an eternal slut.

Therefore, although Ding Ermiao did not torture Pan Jinlian, his tone was very harsh.

"If there is even half a lie, I am willing to be punished." Pan Jinlian bowed again, stood up and walked aside.

The three plaintiffs in the first row have seen this before.

Ding Ermiao glanced at the sufferers in the second row, pointed at a fat man, and shouted: "Is that fat man wearing a short-sleeved cardigan a Jiang Menshen? Kneel down and come forward!"

"The old man's eyes are like lightning, and he can discern everything clearly. The villain is Jiang Menshen." The fat man flattered him, stood up, took a few steps forward, knelt down and kowtowed again.

As he moved around, all the fat on his body was swaying.

Ding Ermiao looked at him coldly, and saw that Jiang Menshen was tall and burly, with a fleshy face and a ferocious look. He had a tuft of protective hair on his chest and stuck out like boar bristles. He was indeed not a good bird.

"Are you also here to sue Second Master Wu Song and Wu?" Ding Ermiao asked.

"Exactly, the villain died at the hands of Wu Song, so naturally he will be sued." Jiang Menshen kowtowed and said.

"Kneel aside and wait for the defendant to arrive. I will make my own judgment." Ding Ermiao motioned to Jiang Menshen to get out of the way, pointed at the sufferer behind him, and said: "Next, kneel down and come forward."

I saw a guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, wearing a black gauze hat, leading a woman in her 30s forward, knelt down, and shouted:

"The villain Zhang Mengfang, the warden of Mengzhou's military force, and his wife Mi have met the great master."

Ding Ermiao nodded and said: "Are you the one who suffered the blood splattered in Yuanyang Tower after Mr. Wu made a big fuss in Feiyunpu? Zhang Dujian?"

"Exactly, that night Wu Erlang went on a murderous spree, with blood splattering across the painting building and corpses lying across the lamplight. All 19 members of my Zhang family, old and young, male and female, were all killed by him. Please make the decision for us, sir!" Zhang Dujian They kowtow repeatedly and cry out for injustice.

"Please make the decision for us, sir, and let Wu Song, the evil man, pay for our lives..."

Behind Zhang Dujian and his wife, more than a dozen sufferers, both male and female, were screaming together.Among them were several young women in ancient costumes, with good-looking looks, thin and fat, each with their own attractions.

Ask Wu Song to pay for his life?This may be a bit difficult.

Ding Ermiao raised Zhenshanhe and was about to speak when he suddenly saw a starlight slowly leaking from the ceiling of the hall, heading towards the incense table enshrined by the god Cao Guan.

"Things like ants, dare to ask me to pay for my life? It's ridiculous." A magnetic baritone, following the leakage of starlight, rang out in the hall, saying:
"Wu Er has only killed people in his life, not repaying his life, and he is responsible for killing and not burying him. Don't make Er Ye angry, otherwise, you will die again!"

After a while, Zhang Doujian and the others all shut up. He was so frightened that his whole body was shaking like chaff, and he didn't even dare to fart.

What is momentum?This is called momentum!
Wu Songren arrived before he showed up, and Ding Ermiao was already convinced. He couldn't help but stand up, ready to take a look at this great hero.

His Highness's separate judges, Yin Shuai and ghost servants, had solemn expressions on their faces. They all clasped their fists in salute and said, "Welcome Mr. Wu..."

Starlight flashed across the ground, and a young man with a tall figure and a handsome face slowly landed.

"Excuse me, everyone." Wu Song, with long flowing hair and a neat blue shirt, said calmly with his hands clasped behind his back, his cold eyes scanning around.

However, when Wu Song's eyes swept across Pan Jinlian's face, he quickly passed by and looked at Ding Ermiao with a look of confusion on his face.

Because he didn't know Ding Ermiao, he didn't know why such a young Yan Jun was sitting in the palace and rising to the throne.

"Second Uncle, Second Uncle, you can come!" Wu Dalang rushed forward, hugged Wu Song's waist, and shouted: "Second Uncle, you must make the decision for me, don't let the elders of the underworld bully you!" I."

Just now he called Second Master behind his back, and now he calls Second Uncle in front of him. Ding Ermiao was also drunk and couldn't understand Wu Dalang's thinking.

"Brother, please be patient. With Wu Er here, no one in the underworld dares to embarrass you." Wu Song looked a little embarrassed and bored, and casually patted his elder brother on the shoulder.

The two brothers hugged each other, Wu Dalang only reached Wu Song's waist.

Seeing the arrogance of Wu Song's words, Ding Ermiao frowned secretly.This lawsuit is indeed a hot potato.

Ding Ermiao was standing behind the Yushu case, and Wu Song was standing a few feet away in front of the case. The two looked at each other, neither of them speaking.

Cui Yu looked both sides, introduced to Wu Song with a smile, and said:
"Second Master Wu, this person in the hall is a human ghost, Ding Ermiao, the leader of Maoshan Sect of Shangqing Sect. According to the rules of the year, tonight, Mr. Ding will temporarily take over the post of King of Hell to judge difficult cases. But it just so happens that it just happens. I extracted the second master’s old story.”

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