Chapter 142: The Weapon of Interrogation

The hustle and bustle of the city was far away in the wind, and among the forests, the branches and leaves were swaying, and a black shadow passed by.

For a moment, stop in an open area.

Ahh

The donkey's mouth spewed out rough air, and in the midst of the humming, a figure above his head was thrown high, fell to the ground, and rolled out with a roll of fallen leaves.

Lu Liangsheng looked at the unconscious Pyrosect monk on the ground, fell silent on the back of a donkey, took out a folded easel and a blank picture scroll from the bookshelf, and propped them up nearby.

Squeak...

The small door of the bookshelf compartment was pushed open, and the toad covered his mouth to suppress the vomiting sensation of the faint donkey, jumped down, staggered to the apprentice's side, and looked up at the picture scroll spread out by the easel with his face up.

"Good life... Isn't it interrogation, what are you doing here?"

"We are not good at extorting confessions...... Ordinary interrogation will certainly not be tried. ”

The scholar held the inkstone, gently rubbed the ink, glanced at the unconscious figure over there, grabbed the edge of the cuff with his fingertips, took the brush with the other hand, dipped it in the ink, and scraped it on the edge of the inkstone.

The blank paper was drawn, and the voice was saying:

“... That's the other way!"

The pen and ink shine, the night breeze blows in the dark woods, and it snaps... The birds in the forest flapped their wings and flew around in shock.

Whew~~~

The wolf howl sounded in the distance of the forest, and above the gap in the trees, the night clouds wandered, revealing the glowing yellow moonlight.

Belch...

The figure of the fallen leaves lying on his side slowly woke up, opened his eyes, covered his forehead and propped up his upper body in a daze, and the moment his consciousness turned sober, he suddenly thought of something, and subconsciously touched his crotch, and then, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

... It's okay, it's still there.

"I'm out of town?"

The monk on the ground stood up with his arms propped up and trembling a little, and looked around, the moonlight in the forest was clear, shining through the mist.

"Things in the city, you have to inform Mingzun as soon as possible. ”

His footsteps staggered, he sacrificed his spell, and wanted to contact the rest of the sect, but he suddenly found that his mana could not be used at all, and he immediately frowned, withdrew his hand, and looked at Siye.

"What's going on......"

Whoa!

When the monk was surprised, the branches of the trees in the surrounding woods swayed wildly, the mist rose in the moonlight, and the cold breath suddenly hit his face.

"Who?!"

He yelled in one direction, and two figures dangled through the air in clusters of weeping branches, and the chains that dragged behind him rattled.

"Chang'an City God's Yin Errand Office!"

The monk was stunned for a moment, only to feel a chilling coldness rushing to the back of his neck, and hurriedly arched his hand: "Mortal monk Fang Qingde, I have seen two Yin Difference Lords. ”

The two Yin Cha stopped a few steps away, and the iron chain in their hands did not wait for Fang Qingde, who gave his hand to salute, and threw it over, wrapping his arms and shoulders.

"As a cultivator, you jumped out of the mortal world, but you wantonly caused chaos in the city, destroying the stability of the people, quickly follow us back to the city god!"

The city god is the heroic spirit of the world worshiped by the world, and it has the power of incense to protect the people from evil spirits.

But after all, he is a cultivator, so he inevitably knows more.

"Chenghuang is just a full-time yin ghost and evil thing, when will it be in charge of cultivators like us!"

"Humph!"

The two yin didn't care, the chain in his hand dragged and dragged, Fang Qingde only felt that his body was fluttering, and when he turned around, he trembled with fright, and his body was still standing straight and standing in place.

"Now, Chenghuang has the right to interrogate you!"

After speaking, without waiting for the other party to open his mouth to refute, he dragged the iron chain and pulled Fang Qingde's soul into the yin wind and drifted into the distance.

Whew...

The faint sound of the wind blew in his ears, Fang Qingde was dragged and flew in the sky in the clouds, and the woods and fields below flew backwards quickly in the sight, far away, the huge city with thousands of lights entered the bottom of the eye, and the next moment, the vision tilted downwards and fell to the outskirts of the city.

The scent of sandalwood wafted in, and the two yin cha pulled him along the white stone paved road, walking up the stone steps, and the huge blue-bottomed door plaque was written with the words 'City God Temple', which made Fang Qingde's soul tremble, and the clay statues of the judges on both sides of the temple that were originally daytime were lying on the long case with pen and ink in their hands.

In the first place, Cheng Huang, who was wearing an official hat and official uniform, sat on the desk, with eyes like eagles and falcons, quietly looking at Fang Qingde who was brought in, as if judging his crime.

The spirit of the monk came in, was pushed into the middle, knelt down, and bowed his head...... If you refuse to admit it, you can't take me, as long as you wait until Mingzun notices, you will definitely save ......

On the upper side, the judge of the punishment department waved a pen and a bamboo slip.

"The mortal monk Fang is light and virtuous, and he is directly punished into the reincarnation of the Yin Division......"

Fang Qingde, who was still thinking about the subtleties and how to answer, was stunned for a moment, and looked at the judge with his mouth slightly open.

"Don't ask me about my crimes?"

"What is the use of asking you? There is a record in the book of good and evil merits of the City God!"

While the judge of the Punishment Division was speaking, Cheng Huang, who had been silent in the middle of the long case, narrowed his eyes: "As a mortal monk, you imprisoned innocent women and became venting utensils, violated the laws of the yang world, and also touched the yin Cao De retribution, what else is there to say, one report and one report, the woman will be adulterous, and the future life will also suffer from this." ”

"Chenghuang! Chenghuang! you wait!!"

In the first half of the sentence, Fang Qingde didn't feel anything, but the second half of the sentence made his pores terrified, even if he became a beast, he would end his life after living for a year and a half, and re-enter reincarnation, but if he turned into a woman and became like that... I'm afraid that I can't survive and die.

"Chenghuang Mingjian, the imprisoned woman was not done by me, but the green foresters under my command couldn't stand the loneliness and came to vent. ”

On the side, the judge snorted disdainfully: "Cultivating the Tao and cultivating the world, not to be the master of virtue, but to gather mortal warriors and restrain them, the sins they commit will naturally fall on you." ”

Around, several yin cha faded left and right with gloomy faces, and a tall and thin figure wearing a hat to hide his appearance shook and floated in.

Fang Qingde glanced at it, his soul was rippling, and he hurriedly kowtowed.

"Chenghuang and Judge Mingjian, they are not under my command. ”

"Oh?"

The meaning of the unknown sound made the monks below tremble, and they only heard the sound of turning a book in their ears, their faces raised slightly, and when they looked at the long case, a book of Dharma light flashed, and Fang Qingde could probably guess that it was Chenghuang's book of good and evil merits.

After a moment, the city god raised his head: "You are a disciple of the Fire Prayer Sect, and the evil you have done should be the one who put it on it, you tell this City God, where the Fire Prayer Sect is!"

At this point, he paused and added: "Don't worry, you are a Yin Soul now, and you are within the City God's Mighty Law, the prohibition on your body will not work." ”

Do you even know this?

Then why don't you know where I teach...... That's right, a city god in one place, inspecting the affairs of a place, and my holy religion is not here.

Can... To say or not to say?

Fang Qingde looked at the city god above hesitantly, and saw the reincarnation yin ghost wandering not far away, his clenched teeth loosened, and his forehead suddenly touched the ground.

"Qiyu Chenghuang, the Flame Prayer Sect is in Yingshi Mountain, Huaiyi Prefecture, and the Holy Fire Mingzun is my ......"

The words stopped suddenly, Fang Qingde trembled all over, there was a burning pain, he raised his head suddenly, the surrounding scenery was distorted and shattered, the color of the night re-entered the bottom of his eyes, an old donkey, a scholar, and a toad stood not far away.

"You... You guys... uh..."

Pulling the placket suddenly, revealing his chest, the five fireballs above emitted bright lights and gradually illuminated the surroundings, Fang Qingde staggered back two steps, screaming miserably, seeing the scholar opposite, he couldn't help but shout: "Help me..."

And then... With a bang, the blood mist burst open, and clumps of bloody viscera and minced flesh splashed away, hitting the nearby trees and falling slowly, and some hung directly on the treetops.

"It's... I didn't kill it, did I?"

Hanging down the wide sleeves that covered his face, Lu Liangsheng withdrew the spell, flicked his fingers, and a piece of flesh that was almost to the tip of his shoe flew away, turned around and put away the easel, as well as the "City God Trial Case" on it, and put them on the bookshelf together.

"Now that I know where they are, the cultivation of the person at the head should be very high, what countermeasures does the master have?"

The toad Taoist looked at the wreckage on the ground, swallowed it, withdrew his gaze, held up the white flower's belly, walked back to the rope hanging from the bookshelf, and said as he climbed:

"If you cultivate to a high level and can't deal with it, you can secretly take back what you are a teacher and leave...... You rotten good man, why don't you help him settle down this time?"

"I don't like men who bully women the most, not like individuals. ”

Lu Liangsheng rode on the old donkey, pulled out the gourd, poured a sip of wine, and urged the old donkey to go forward: "There is no need to go into the soil like a human being." ”

"You're taking your dad as the standard. ”

"Haha!"

The scholar laughed, glanced back at the open compartment, and then turned back to lie down lightly, watching the dense branches streak across his vision.

"Not exactly, Master is among them. ”

The toad Taoist hugged his flippers, turned his face, and looked at the night in the forest, and the faint lights of the village were reflected in the darkness.

Half ringing before he said.

"Old man... is not nostalgic for the love of men and women. ”

As time passed, the night became deeper, and the distant war horses roared and neighed, and the people stationed on the cliffs of Hoof Mountain stood up.

The Law of Sighs –

On horseback, Yang Su's short beard stroked in the wind, and he squinted his eyes to look at the forests in the cold moonlight, as if he could see things that ordinary people could not reach.

For a moment, he tugged on the reins and turned around.

"Drive!"

Carrying a long sword on his back, he rode down the mountain.

......

Out of the boundary of Chang'an, southeast to Huaiyi Prefecture, the summer rain lasted for two days, and Lu Liangsheng felt that his whole body was full of water vapor, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

In the past two days, the old donkey seemed to be sick, slumped, did not eat or drink, kept farting, and smelled extremely bad, so that the toad Taoist had to come out of the cubicle and lie on the shoulder of the apprentice.

Passing by a village near an official road, there is an inn in the village, but unfortunately it is late at night, and most of the shopkeepers and men have slept, and no one answered a few calls.

"Tomorrow morning, buy some forage from the store and give it to see if it can be eaten. ”

took care of the old donkey on the creeping ground, Lu Liangsheng sprinkled the dust under the eaves at will, and lay down with a split firewood as a pillow.

"I'll just rest under the eaves tonight. ”

When people are outside, it is also customary to eat and sleep in the open.