The hall of the government is majestic and majestic.

The official robe of the old man of the government was on top, and he sat majestically behind the big case.

The cane is a servant, divided into two compartments, there is a small table for transcripts under the big case, and the master sits behind it.

Everything looks normal, except for the master's dress, which is a little special.

He is not the appearance of a scholar with a sword and pen, but a Taoist priest.

There is a gossip map embroidered on his chest, a peachwood sword on his back, and two strands of black whiskers hanging on his lips, like a catfish that has become a fine spirit.

He deliberately twisted his eyebrows and showed a majestic momentum, but his appearance was full of joy, which made people laugh at a glance.

Presumably, he is the city protector who set up the gourd array.

Below the hall were drunks in white robes, and men in iron shoes, their hands chained, but their knees stood straight.

After slapping the shocking wood, the lord of the official mansion asked the people in the hall: "Bold fanatics, if you don't kneel in the hall, you should be killed by fifty kills first!"

The old man was angry, and the officials on both sides shouted the mighty order, and the aftermath echoed for a long time.

Under the shock of this momentum, ordinary people would be frightened, but the white-robed drunk man smiled and raised his eyebrows at the master: "It's not that we don't abide by the law of the country, but that the law of the country has an order, and we are not allowed to kneel." ”

The official broke ten roads, and nine people did not know.

The old man has been in the officialdom for many years, and when he sees the drunk man in the white robe so arrogant, he looks fearless, and the old man does not dare to act rashly.

But it can't damage the prestige of the city, the old man sneered: "Which national law doesn't allow you to kneel, do you have a Shang Fang sword?"

In a word, asking the key, he is testing the identity of the drunk man in the white robe.

The white-robed drunk man seemed to be well versed in officialdom, smiled deeply, and said something incomprehensible: "Shang Fang's sword is indeed a good thing, but I really don't need it when I come out this time." ”

If this kind of words are used against bandits, they will be immediately punched and kicked three times, and maybe even slashed.

Because the bandits will scold you for talking about the wheel, and ask you to answer directly whether you have any money?

But when this kind of thing is said to officials, the effect is very different.

The official should carefully smack the taste, does he have a Shang Fang sword, is he a big man from Beijing?

Before figuring it out, a smart official would not act rashly, and the old man of the official mansion lowered his voice and forced the drunkard in the white robe to ask: "Do you know why I arrested you to come to the lobby of the official mansion?"

The white-robed drunk man nodded lightly, and talked about the cause and effect: "We went to the restaurant to eat, and we had already paid for the meal first, but the stairs of the restaurant were not strong, and we fell down, and the meal was not finished, and the restaurant did not refund us the food money, and we did not get the soup and medicine fee, so the official lord wanted to redress our grievances." ”

Hearing him say this, the man in iron shoes who was originally angry couldn't help laughing, this friend who accompanied him to the court for some reason really gave birth to a good tongue.

In a few words, the murderer was said to be the accuser.

"As far as I know, this is not the case. The old man of the government snorted coldly, slapped the shocking wood for the second time, and said something that wanted to put people to death: "Someone wearing a thousand catties of iron shoes, trampling on the restaurant, and smashing the guy to death, this is a big crime of murder and destruction of property." ”

"If it's really what the old man said, killing people is indeed unforgivable. The white-robed drunk man replied peacefully, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "However, who is the person wearing a thousand catties of iron shoes?"

He wears shackles in his hands, has a flamboyant tongue, and in terms of momentum, he seems to have the momentum of being on an equal footing with the city government.

The lord of the city was full of displeasure, and sneered at the white-robed drunk: "You don't want to mess around, the co-defendant standing next to you is the person wearing a thousand catties of iron shoes." ”

"Is there a thousand catties of these shoes?" The white-robed drunk man looked at the feet of the man in the iron shoes, and was suddenly shocked, and then shook his head violently at the master: "Impossible, this is impossible, no one can walk in a thousand catties of shoes, if you want to know whether there are a thousand catties in these shoes, the lord should find a rod scale to weigh it." ”

The old man sneered, knowing that the drunkard in the white robe was having a problem, how could there be a person in this world who could weigh a thousand catties?

There is no stupid person who can be the lord of the city government, he slapped the shocking wood three times, and sneered twice: "It is true that ordinary people can't walk in shoes of a thousand catties, but monsters can." ”

Hearing the old man's earth-shattering words, the white-robed drunk man gasped and immediately asked, "Could it be that the old man is saying that my friend is a monster?"

"Otherwise, how could he be stopped by my city protector mage with the gourd formation?"

"The city protector mage, it's so powerful!" The white-robed drunk man smiled and praised the master, and then asked the master: "The so-called thief sees the stolen goods, and kills people to see the corpse, since the master said that he is a monster, why not let the city protector do it, let him show his original form, and convince the public." ”

The master got up slowly, and without waiting for the master to answer, he sneered at the ironshoe man: "Demon, I will definitely let you lose convincingly!"

After saying cruel words, the master turned his head and said to the master: "Wait for the poor road to set up the law tonight, invite the demon immortal, kill the demon, and let him show his original form." ”

The old man nodded lightly and said to the white-robed drunkard: "You are very right, if you want to see the corpse when you kill someone, I will send someone to transfer the corpse of the dead man, as evidence in the court, first ask you about the crime of murder, and then get rid of the demon and subdue the demon." ”

"Fair, fair. ”

thought that the white-robed drunk man was going to continue arguing, but he nodded unexpectedly: "Please ask the master to put us in prison first, and see the corpse tomorrow to ask for the guilt." ”

A trial ended in a few words.

The drunkard in white robes and the man in iron shoes were imprisoned together.

Like all prisons, the cages are damp and the prison bullies are brutal.

When they were first put in prison, the prison bully had to lock them in the toilet.

The Man in the Iron Shoes didn't speak, but took a step sideways and stepped on the Prison Tyrant's feet.

Being stepped on was originally a trivial matter, but being stepped on by such an iron shoe turned into broken bones and blurred flesh and blood.

The jailer screamed twice, rolled his eyes, and fainted to the ground.

The white-robed drunk man said with joy: "I was worried that there was no chair to sit on, and there was just a soft one." ”

He sat on the prison bully, and his leisurely appearance seemed to treat the cage as a tavern.

The man in iron shoes knew that the white-robed drunk man had no ill will towards him, but he was very puzzled: "Why are you accompanying me on this trip to the troubled waters?"

"Because I'm interested in the city protector who uses a gourd to set up a formation. ”

This turned out to be his answer, which was really unexpected.

The man in the iron shoes smiled and sighed: "You have extraordinary courage, and you must also have extraordinary wisdom, in fact, you must be able to see that the so-called city protector is just a magic stick that cheats money." ”

"It's because I can see it that I'm more interested. ”

The white-robed drunk man blinked and smiled, and said his reason: "All the officials have studied hard, and I dare not say that everyone is full of wealth, but at least they all have some knowledge, what is the reason why they will be deceived by the gods?"