The souls in the palace listened to him talk eloquently, and their faces did not change, and many people were persuaded by him, thinking that he was really wronged, and they clamored one after another, and they were very dissatisfied with the "soul" life of the prince of the palace.

At this time, the most remorseful person in the hall probably had to be the ghost who was ordered to detain the beggar soul. The ghosts of the same level as him all know that he has a well-known problem, this person can't hold back the words, he prides himself on being familiar with the legal code, and he is good at showing off with people in his spare time, chatting with colleagues, and if he can't say three sentences, he will take some rules and punishments to appease people's heads, and everyone annoys him, and over time no one is willing to talk to him, and his mouth is so idle that he has maggots, so he has to retreat and ask for a second, and he actually talks to the detained spirit.

It is also in line with today's incident, the death of the beggar in the mountain is strange, he doesn't care much, he still does it as usual, and the beggar soul blows nonsense, but the beggar soul deliberately ceases to talk, and deliberately flatters along the way, leading his chatter out, what is unspeakable to him is set out, the beggar has a plan in his heart, so there is such a farce in the court.

The crowd in the hall is surging, there are those who watch the play and don't think that the stage is high and make a fool, and there are also those who commit serious crimes and want to take advantage of the chaos to get rid of the crime, Cui Fujun saw that the ghosts couldn't suppress it, and there was a tendency to make more and more trouble, and he couldn't help frowning, and even the scoundrel and the mouthy ghost in the hall became more and more obstructive, and secretly thought about how to punish him severely after the situation calmed down, but on the surface, he didn't bring it out at all, but became more and more pleasant.

He coughed, pressed down with a pair of big hands, and shouted in a deep voice: "Everyone don't be impatient, and listen to him himself say how he died, and it's not too late to make a conclusion." ”

I have to say that Cui Fujun's mandrill-like face is still quite capable of bluffing, Ji Zihan didn't dare to look at it more, but he also noticed that the commotion in the palace had obviously calmed down a lot, and I guess this is what Bai Wuchang meant when he said "The prince of the palace looks terrifying".

The souls were shocked by the majesty of the king, and the soul of the beggar was also timid, but now it has become a difficult situation to ride a tiger, and his neck is stalked. Simply let it go, there is a way that stretching out the head is a knife, and shrinking the head is also a knife, but it is the difference between receiving more punishment and receiving less punishment. If you're lucky, you can come back to life, how not to spell it.

At this moment, the needles in the hall could be heard, which just gave him space to speak, and he was not stunned, and said with his chest straight: "How did I die, everyone." I thought that I was a beggar on the street who could not beg for food for several days, so I had to go into the forest to get some wild fruits to wrap my belly, but my stomach was empty, my feet were empty, and I didn't know whether I stepped into a pit or rolled down the slope. ”

said. He also smacked his lips and sighed: "Hey, it's also a bitter fate, and in the end I don't know whether I fell to death or starved to death, but there is one thing, it is definitely not a bad thing to die, but now the prince of the government wants to sentence me to go to the oil pot and go to the volcano, and he actually treats me, an innocent person who died in vain, as a traitor. ”

According to the death of a beggar. It really shouldn't be a felony, and many innocent people who support the beggar have already shouted: "The beggar is not guilty!" "The prince of the palace misjudged!" "Send the beggar back to the yang!" Ignoring the strict laws of the underworld, he shouted slogans in the main hall in a swarm.

Ji Zihan felt that there must be something to be done about this matter, otherwise the prince should not be able to sit in court at this time. Calmly watched the crowd of souls shouting. If this is really a wrong case, people die and become ghosts, and when they reach the underworld, they will be the greatest ruler of the palace, so they can only plug the beggar's mouth, and then drag him to no one to do it in private, and no one will know, how can he let him slander his glorious image of justice and clear rewards and punishments in front of all souls.

Ji Zihan was not bad. I saw that the Fu Jun didn't ignore the agitation of the souls under the stairs at all, but turned his head firmly and raised his chin to the ghost on the side, and asked loudly: "Is he telling the truth?" ”

Speaking of the scene of death, since he was the first to arrive at the ghost of the soul detention, he knew best, and was asked by the top boss, the ghost cha stood upright, leaned forward slightly with his upper body, and replied respectfully: "If you return to the palace, your subordinates did find the deceased in a beast pit deep in the dense forest, and the deceased died with a swollen stomach and limbs, and he looked at it, and he hadn't eaten for a long time, and his body was swollen......"

Speaking of this, he cautiously raised his eyes and looked at Fu Jun's face, and when he saw that Fu Jun's face was as usual, there was a hint of encouragement, and then he cowardly finished his words: "It should be a prostration and death." ”

After getting the ghost's accurate words, the original melancholy look on the beggar's face disappeared immediately, his waist was straightened, his head was also high, and he instantly became proud, and shouted with joy: "What's the matter, what's the matter!" This is said by your people themselves, I shouldn't have made it up blindly, do you dare to say that there is no wrong judgment? I don't have any difficulty for you, just fulfill my promise and let me return to Yang immediately, and I will have a large number of adults, and I will not pursue it. ”

Facing the beggar with a villain's proud face, the ghosts were almost eager to rub their bones and eat their flesh, but the prince did not speak, and the ghosts almost did not dare to move, so they could only grit their teeth and stare angrily.

Fu Jun is also tired of this person in his heart, he has seen a lot of scoundrels, but he has never seen a scoundrel with such fat guts and such thick skin, but he still has to be patient to do enough play. The scoundrels in the audience should be punished for their crimes, but the superiors have repeatedly ordered that the laws of the Three Realms must be made public, and the underworld is the first to bear the brunt, as an important demonstration point, it can no longer be decided by the judge alone, and it must be done so that the offender has nothing to say, and the deceased are convinced.

This is also the unwarranted disaster caused by the disaster of the demon world back then, who let themselves be inadequately supervised, Manzhu and Shahua concealed the sky and crossed the sea, eloped and fled, as the person in charge of the underworld, how can they not escape a joint sin, now God is committed to creating a positive image of the fairy world, reshaping the demeanor of the heavenly family, I can't say, just use my own reward for good and punishment of evil to make "priority" to open.

It's still good before the reform/reform, put aside the previous regulations, like this nonsense and brutal, unwilling to accept the villain, don't need the prince to speak, there is already a ghost who forked him down and threw him into the oil pot, and now the shape is on the cusp, but he doesn't dare to make a time, so he has to pretend to be a Qing official and try a court case, so as to block the mouths of the people.

Thinking of this, Fu Jun laughed angrily, and Shengsheng pressed a strong voice to be gentle and gentle, and said softly to the scoundrels in the hall: "Why don't you tell me how the ancestral medicine book of the owner of the pharmacy in Sword Immortal City disappeared, how did the miracle medicine in Ten Thousand Snake Mountain Town, Babao Village, Flying Tiger City and many other towns and villages appear overnight, and how did you and the post order of the Ten Thousand Snake Mountain Post Station abduct good people and sacrifice snakes for their lives?" (To be continued.) )

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