Before Han Lin could figure out what was going on, several officials stepped forward and grabbed his arm and pressed him to the ground

"Hey, hey, it hurts, it hurts, what are you doing here," Han Lin asked as he turned his head while grinning in pain

The vendor on the side said angrily: "You stinky Taoist priest dare to deceive me with fake shell coins in broad daylight, I will say that you are a poor Taoist priest, how can you have so many shell coins"

Han Lin was depressed for a while, of course he knew that the shell coins bought by a certain treasure were fake, after all, this string was only nine yuan nine, and it was also free shipping, and the praise was returned in cash

But what he didn't expect was that this peddler was not stupid to be able to distinguish counterfeit money, and he really couldn't underestimate the IQ of the ancients

Han Lin said depressedly: "I don't know if the shell coin is fake, I don't want this shoe, can't I?"

"It's not a matter of shoes now, we suspect that you have something to do with a counterfeit shell coin manufacturing case, let's go back to the yamen first."

Han Lin struggled or ran, and had no choice but to be escorted back to the yamen by this group of officials

This yamen is the same as what you see on TV, but at this time, the people around Han Lin are all real ancient people of the Shang Dynasty, and the thinking of these ancient people is not as open as that of modern people, and if you don't understand any sentence, you will probably have to lose your head

Han Lin was embarrassed to be detained in front of the hall, and a man with a long beard and wearing an official uniform stepped forward and stood in front of the case and shouted, "Are you guilty?"

Han Lin was speechless for a while, are the officials of the Shang Dynasty so nonsensical, and they didn't ask anything, so they directly asked for the crime

"I don't know sin... I didn't expect such a big deal to happen with a pair of shoes, I picked up this shell coin, I don't want the shoes, you let me go," Han Lin said

When the bearded official heard this, his eyes widened, and he was shocked and shouted, "You don't know your sin."

Han Lin swallowed his saliva and said helplessly: "Okay, well, I'm guilty, I'm guilty..."

"Well, if you know your guilt, you can drag it out and cut it."

I relied on me to confess my guilt, and I dragged it out and beheaded Nima's father

Han Lin couldn't bear it anymore, he wanted to settle this misunderstanding peacefully, but he didn't expect the Shang Dynasty's yamen to be so pitiful

As soon as he broke away, the bearded official who was holding him saw this, and immediately arched under the table and trembled: "Rebellion, rebellion."

"Catch him and don't let him hurt the adults"

Han Lin's physical condition was not comparable to these officials, he knocked the officials in front of him apart, ran to the door of the yamen, and ran out without looking back

"A pair of shoes, as for me, I'll wipe it" Han Lin's heart was broken

Behind him, a large group of officials carrying spears and knives chased after Han Lin, Han Lin touched the pure world dust given to him by Li Jing in his arms, he threw out the dust and slashed at the officials who were chasing after him, but the chicken feathers had no effect

The wind and rain, thunder and lightning did not wipe the little red flag I knew that the Shang Dynasty was so dangerous, I would just take a guy with me Han Lin thought to himself

But now it's too late to say anything, Han Lin can only run ahead of his life, and as a result, he ran to the street where he bought shoes just now, and a team of people came to meet him, those people were wearing armor, all of them were soldiers, and the last soldier held a banner with the big word "Li" written on it

Han Lin saw the man riding on the horse, and his pupils immediately shrank

Li Jing

Han Lin was stunned, and the officials behind him chased after him and shouted: "General Li, that Taoist priest is a fugitive."

Li Jing, who was riding on the horse, frowned, looked at Han Lin, and then jumped off the horse, Han Lin saw Li Jing running towards him with an unkind face, so he had to rush into the blacksmith shop next to him

"Hula..."

The iron in the shop was knocked to the ground by Han Lin, he picked up a short knife and held it in his hand, and the officials who rushed to him immediately surrounded Han Lin

Li Jing stretched out his hand to let Han Lin stay calm: "Don't be impulsive, this little Taoist leader, what are the difficulties, the imperial court will help you, you are so young and handsome, what can't you think about?"

Han Lin was speechless for a while, how could there be a police force to persuade the jumper

"General Li, don't you think I'm familiar with the people we know?"

After Han Lin finished speaking, he remembered that it was a bit redundant for him to say this, because the Li Jing he saw was not yet an immortal, and when Han Lin saw it in the Immortal Supermarket, it was Li Jing, the Heavenly King of Tota, and now this Li Jing is just the chief soldier of Chentangguan

"We've met," Li Jing raised his eyebrows and touched his beard

Han Lin just wanted to wave his hand, and Li Jing suddenly clenched his fist and slapped his palm

"I remember, I know you, but you... Why are you here?"

Han Lin almost burst into tears when he met Li Jing in this strange space, he never expected that Li Jing would think of himself

At this time, Han Lin didn't care how Li Jing remembered himself, he said excitedly: "King Li, I'm not here to stop Nezha from killing the third prince of Long, but I'm too late, alas..."

Li Jing was stunned when he heard this, then stepped forward and patted Han Lin on the shoulder, sighing like Han Lin

Just as Han Lin raised his head and was about to say something, Li Jing suddenly knocked out the knife in his hand, and then Han Lin only felt that it was dark in front of him, and then he didn't know anything

When Han Lin opened his eyes again, his hands and feet were locked in iron cuffs, and when he looked around, he didn't know when he was put in prison

"What is the situation?"

An unkempt old man in the prison opposite Han Lin smiled: "This is death row"

"Why am I locked up here," Han Lin said depressedly

The old man shook his handcuffs and didn't look at Han Lin and said, "Because he committed a capital crime, he was imprisoned here."

Han Lin sat on the ground and said helplessly: "I bought a pair of shoes with fake shell coins, which constitutes a capital crime."

The old man looked at Han Lin in shock: "You have committed such a big thing"

Han Lin: ""

It turned out that the Shang Dynasty spent counterfeit coins as a capital crime, and Han Lin was considered to have long knowledge

"I didn't expect to encounter so many things when I first came here, not only did Nezha not get it back, but my nickname also had to be here, and it was enough for me, a modern man in the twenty-first century, to die in the Shang Dynasty..."

The space shuttle skateboard shoes had already used up one of the remaining two chances, although Han Lin thought that he would not be so accurate to travel to the time when Nezha came over, but what he didn't expect was that Nezha would die

This is not the worst, the worst is that the law of the Shang Dynasty can not spend counterfeit money, spending counterfeit money turned out to be a capital crime, Han Lin really hated himself for Mao not wearing a pair of shoes to cross

Han Lin looked around the prison but couldn't find any tools to open the handcuffs and leg cuffs, so he had to sit on the ground depressed

Inadvertently, Han Lin saw that the old man in the opposite cell was handcuffing and writing a book, and Han Lin smiled helplessly: "Uncle is on death row, you are still so idle."

The old man smiled and said: "The old man was locked up in this death row for three or four years just because of a sigh, and he didn't see the light of day, and the old man knew that his death was coming, why not write a little and leave it to future generations."

Han Lin was stunned when he heard this, and he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Uncle, what's your name?"

The old man stroked his beard when he heard this: "The old man's name is Chang"