The wind and snow in the sky seem to be crazy, and it is more and more heartwarming. This ghost weather is even worse than the winter, and people can't help but complain, wrap their heavy robes, and curl up to look at the excitement in front of them. If it's March in Kyoto, it's already full of spring and warmth.

Wei Chuyi didn't pay attention to Luo Yi's words, and naturally knew his bad behavior of oppressing the good. Then his eyes were bright and he said solemnly to Lian Junjue:

"This is not true, the punishment of the crime is a matter within the scope of the execution of the prison department, where the duty is, there is a law under the emperor. If you punish your family today, wouldn't it be illegal? Or can't even my brother believe that my criminal prison department can find out about this matter and give your nephew justice?

"Don't dare!"

Even Jun Jue never thought that Wei Chuyi would not give any face, and directly moved out of the country to suppress him, and only his face was cold, and he was judged.

"People are weak and dogs are bullied, and only real strength can make people dare not bully. ”

Yan Wuyi listened to the words of the game between the two in his ears, and couldn't help clenching his fists and muttering silently, the heart of martial arts became stronger and stronger. At the same time, he was secretly lucky to avoid the Lian family, at least Wei Chuyi tried the case, and he was not guilty of death.

"Since Lian Jia has no objections, then first escort the suspect Yan Wuyi to the Yamen of the Criminal Prison Division for interrogation, and then detain Xuanfu Temple to wait for his whereabouts. Wei Chuyi's tiger eyes swept wide, and the people present had no objections, seeing that there was no fight today, the crowd dispersed like a swarm.

As soon as Duke Wei's words fell, his two guards stepped forward and escorted Yan Wuyi away.

The Criminal Prison Division is one of the four gates in the Changxia City, and the remaining three gates are the City Lord's Mansion, Tiance Mansion, and Wenxin Pavilion, all of which are important departments of the official family, and the power is very great, and the Yamen of the Criminal Prison Division is located in Xuanfu Street in the south of the city, and the three watches are curfew, and the market is closed at noon.

For serious cases with great impact on human life, the suspects will be detained first, and the two parties will explain the facts of the case, and the relevant witnesses and evidence will be used to support the investigation.

Subsequently, the two parties were arraigned in court and their respective parties argued. The presiding judge will decide the case for trial on the basis of the circumstances of the case. Those sentenced to death must also be reported to the Criminal Prison Department for review, and if the facts of the case are clear and the evidence is credible and sufficient, they will be beheaded after one month.

Yan Wuyi was first escorted to the Yamen of the Criminal Prison Department for trial, and confessed that the four people who were forced to defend themselves were all about to kill their brothers and sisters last night, and they were escorted to Xuanfu Temple to be detained, and then they were sent to Xuanfu Temple to be detained, and then they were sent to find out what happened.

Xuanfu Temple is heavily guarded, with five steps and one guard, among which many martial arts powerhouses are imprisoned, and Changxia repeats offenses.

Yan Wuyi was brought here by two soldiers, looking up and couldn't help but be shocked, this Xuanfu Temple has a history of thousands of miles, it was built by Liang Xuanjin, the first city lord of Changxia City, and the three words of "Xuanfu Temple" in the high pavilion are engraved by his sword qi, and he has a fierce arrogance in the manifestation of the word, and he has the potential to kill and suppress it.

The temple is twenty-six zhang high, divided into seven layers, the whole body is dark, the extraterritorial iron layer covering the surface is depicted with dense ancient runes, staring at the seemingly chaotic rune ancient characters, Yan Wuyi can actually feel an ancient breath invade his mind.

"Boy, take care of your eyes and don't look around, in your humble realm, if you are confused by Xuanfu Temple, when the adults ask you, our brothers will be in trouble. A soldier beside him shouted, as if to remind himself with good intentions.

Yan Wuyi hurriedly withdrew his eyes and grinned. I thought that an ancient temple of criminal prisons, although it was a little more domineering than other prisons, but it would not make people lose their minds, but this prison for felons was still a treasure. ”

"Yan has never seen the world, and he was attracted by the exquisite runes on this Xuanfu Temple, but he didn't expect to touch the taboo, and I hope the two of you will forgive me. "When people are under the eaves, they should bow their heads or keep their heads low.

"If you really haven't seen the world, those runes are not ordinary things, they are all talismans of the magic circle, hidden killing arrays, a warrior like you who has not even opened the seven tricks, if he is eaten by a random strong rune, he will be killed in an instant. Another sergeant with a stubble on his face said disdainfully, such a heavy prison place, there is naturally a formation siege to prevent the prisoner from escaping.

And the extraterrestrial star iron layer that is like a starlight is even more miraculous, it can block the aura of the outside world, so that the warriors imprisoned in the temple cannot practice, and they can kill the generals through the broken realm.

"Formation runes?" Yan Wuyi secretly pondered, this was the first time he had seen the formation runes at close range now, but he didn't expect to see them in Xuanfu Temple, if Wei Chuyi was unreliable and couldn't return his innocence, wouldn't he have to sit in prison?

In the land of Jiuzhou, cultivators not only have martial arts to choose all the way, but also the formation rune path, the heavenly machine star path, the Confucian righteous qi path, the Buddhist gate mortal dust path, and the demon blood soul path...... There is no upper or lower path, and cultivators can choose.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you'll know if you come a few more times. The soldier continued, leaving Yan Wuyi speechless for a while, and he was escorted into the temple by the two.

There is another world in this Xuanfu Temple, and the prison is made of hard materials, red and dark.

The two of them took Yan Wuyi and did not go to the seven-story temple tower they had seen outside the temple before, but instead turned through three heavy iron gates and went down a hundred or so steps to the ground.

I guess I am not qualified enough to be imprisoned in the Xuanfu Temple.

The smell of this prison was very strange, as if the slightest smell of blood mixed with the strange smell of damp and moldy, and the dim environment was even more intimidating, except for the faint light of a few oil seals on both sides.

Stepping into the dungeon, there are neatly arranged solid cells at a glance, three zhang and one guard are tightly guarded, and the center position is extremely spacious, with dozens of bloodstained torture instruments and a huge furnace like a danding.

Since Wei Chuyi came to power, he has abolished many tortures and issued a ban on punishment repeatedly, so the Xuanfu Temple is also quiet, and there has been no torture.

"Boy, stay honest, don't think about any fancy intestines. The two soldiers first registered, then took Yan Wuyi to a dilapidated prison, skillfully unlocked the lock, and rudely pushed Yan Wuyi away.

Yan Wuyi smiled wryly and thought, "I can't escape even if I have three heads and six arms, and I still need you to remind me?"

Then he looked at the cell, five zhang wide and six zhang long, with two beds on each side, on which were placed shabby quilts, and felt helpless to shake the dust on the bed and sit peacefully crossed.

"Oh, another unlucky one. ”

As soon as Yan Wuyi sat down, a lazy voice came from the side, and when he turned his eyes, there was an unkempt young man on the bed on the left who lifted the quilt with sleepy eyes and stretched his waist.

The young man was about his own age, dressed in shabby black clothes, as if he had been in this prison for a long time. Listening to his words made Yan Wuyi a little surprised, he had never noticed the slightest youthful aura when he entered the prison before.

"I see you've been in for a long time, and I'm embarrassed to say I'm unlucky. Yan Wuyi grinned, the young man had no ill intentions, and he didn't know how long he would stay in prison.

"Hey! As soon as I said this, I got angry. The young man's face suddenly turned pale, a trace of resentment crossed his small eyes, and his swarthy head shook his head.