Bang, there was a scream, eight smart people are definitely more than lucky, Ah Jiutou will not fly back and fly far away, this is your suicide and self-harm, don't count this account on my head, all the way out of more than two miles before stopping to catch his breath, Ah Jiu has never killed a person, this time it has to be regarded as their suicide. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After resting for a while, Ah Jiu walked back to the hotel and disappeared Zhong Kui, gone, it's impossible, his old sister is still in his hands, could it be that Old Man Zhong is stealing food alone behind his back? The old bell is too unrighteous.

Ah Jiu looked around and saw the coffin seller who had instructed him to stay at Lanruo Temple.

"Hey, have you seen a bearded old man in a red robe?"

"Oh, he was arrested by the officials, are you friends with him, help him buy a coffin, you can get a twenty percent discount, I think he will not survive."

"Zhou Yabing, go in." The official raised his leg and kicked Zhong Kui into the dungeon.

"Hey, you must have caught the wrong person, I'm not Zhou Yabing." Zhong Kui banged on the cell door and made a loud noise.

"I'm not Zhou Yabing, I'm not Zhou Yabing." The inmates in the surrounding cells also banged on the cell door and shouted.

"I was wronged, not Zhou Yabing." Zhong Kui reached out and touched around, but all he could touch was the damp wood and the cold chains.

"Don't mess around." Suddenly, there was an old shout.

"You are?" Zhong Kui touched his hands forward.

An unkempt and shabby old man suddenly flashed in front of Zhong Kui and said, "I'm just like you, I'm a person, and life is a prison." ”

"You're too pessimistic, aren't you?"

"My ancestors have no vision, let me be knowledgeable, let me write books and pass them on, who knows, write travelogues, they say that I leak state secrets, write history, say that I use the past to satirize the present, annotate the art of war, and say that I instigated rebellion, write stories of gods and monsters, and said that I lead people to superstition, and finally rewrite the biography of celebrities, as a result, this celebrity lost power and was condemned as a chaotic party, I was sentenced to life imprisonment with him, and life is a prison." After the old man finished speaking, he engraved Zhou Yabing's name on the wall.

"What is this?" Zhong Kui felt something on his face and climbed again.

"Wow, what a fat cockroach, it must be sweet and juicy, don't waste it." The old man grabbed the cockroach and stuffed it into his mouth: "Actually, cockroaches are more fragrant than chicken legs, you will understand this truth after living for a long time, don't pick the fat and pick the thin, there are not many things to eat here." ”

"How long have you been living here?"

"When I first arrived, I was a white-faced scholar, and now I'm like this."

"I can't see what has become of you." Zhong Kui touched the old man's face and shouted loudly: "Wronged, wronged, wronged, wronged, you are mistaken, I am not Zhou Yabing, I am not Zhou Yabing, I am not Zhou Yabing." Zhong Kui became more desperate than he spoke.

"Wronged, wronged, I'm not Zhou Yabing, I'm not Zhou Yabing." The cell is like a chicken coop.

"Zhou Yabing, someone has come to see you." The jailer opened the cell door, and a man in strange clothes entered.

"Who, who's looking at me?"

"It's me, who else can come to see you but me?"

"Brother Ah Jiu, I am wronged, I am not Zhou Yabing, you must go to the county lord to help me complain."

"Do you have any money?" Ah Jiu didn't talk nonsense and went straight to the point.

"Money, I don't have any money." Old man Zhong also danced his sleeves and signaled that his sleeves were breeze.

"Ah, you don't have any money, hey, I gave all the money on my body to Brother Cha in order to see you, you tell me you have no money?" Ah Jiu did a loss-making deal for himself, and his face ached.

"Are you asking you to go to the county government to help me clear up my grievances, and I still need money to file a complaint?"

"Hey, no money, no money to fight any lawsuits, wait for death, think about it carefully, do you have any valuable treasures on your body?"

"My fan......"

"Whoever wants your broken fan, think again."

"My rope ......"

"Kill yourself with the hanging beam, think again."

"My gourd ......"

"No one wants it for nothing, think about it again."

"I still have a sword."

"Sword, what kind of sword is it?"

"Demon Slayer."

Ah Jiu frowned and shook his head: "It's rare to meet someone who knows swords if you have a sword, I'm afraid that you won't be able to sell it for a good price." ”

"My old sister has a golden unicorn there." Zhong Kui suddenly remembered.

"yes, your life is saved now."

"Hey, you don't want to bribe my old girl's golden unicorn, do you?"

"It's called opening the joints, and when I get the golden unicorn, you can come out tonight."

"No need, you forgot who I am, who can stop me if I want to leave?"

"That's right, why don't you leave, let me spend my money in vain." Ah Jiu also remembered, this is Zhong Kui, how can a cell trap this great god.

Zhong Kui explained: "I have exhausted my true qi to deal with the old monsters, and I have lost all my mana for the time being, and I will probably be able to recover my strength by tomorrow morning." ”

"This dead old man, don't say it earlier, okay, I'll wait for you in the water, go, remember to pay me money." Ah Jiu shouted to open the cell door and walked out of the cell.

"Ah......" Zhong Kui was also a little tired, yawning and lying on the straw pile.

That night, there was a thunderclap in the sky, and Zhong Kui was awakened by the thunder and sat up, and saw an old man carving a painting on the wall.

"I can see it, I can see it." Old man Zhong was very pleased, looking left and right to look at the cell.

"What are you yelling about, you are scared out of heart disease." The old man patted his chest, as if he was frightened.

"I'm sorry, uncle, I'm too excited for a while, let's take you with me tomorrow when I recover my strength."

"Don't, you're going to go by yourself, but don't take me with you." The old man ignored Zhong Kui and continued to carve on the wall.

"Zhou Yabing."

"Zhou Yabing, it's time to eat."

"Hmph." Zhong Kui sniffed with his nose and crawled to the front of the cell door: "Ah, chicken legs, the food in this cell is quite good." Zhong Kui hurriedly took the bowl into the cell and ran to the old man's side: "Uncle, there are chicken legs, you don't need to eat cockroaches, you eat first." ”

"No need, you can eat first, and I'll tell you when I'm done, ah." The old man got up and walked to the wall.

Eating chicken legs in the prison cell is fragrant, and Zhong Kui eats it fragrantly: "People should be content, and there is happiness in suffering." The old man picked up a stone and carved it on the wall.

"Hey, uncle, why did you cross my name?" The old man pointed to the names that were crossed out on the wall one by one and said: "These people have all eaten chicken legs, this chicken, he also has a famous name called the severed head chicken, and after eating the chicken, he will cut off the head." ”

"Beheaded?" Zhong Kui looked out in disbelief.

Two fast executioners were sharpening their knives, and a servant was holding a bundle of incense and worshipping: "Zhou Yabing, Zhou Yabing, we have no complaints and no hatred, we are acting on orders." (To be continued.) )