Chapter 467: The White Tiger of the West Pole

When Luo Yuru left the prison, she transformed into two monks, an old man and a young monk.

The little monk found the city protector who was hiding in the corner and trembling, and said to him angrily: "I have sealed the demon magic of the Iron Shoe Man, and he is now no different from a mortal, if you want to fix him, you can do it when Ming Heaven is judged." ”

After speaking, the little monk rode through the clouds and rode a yellow smoke to go.

The city protector knelt on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic, he really didn't understand, his own practice of setting up a Dharma platform was just a scam, how could he really invite immortals?

Yuru Teng in the clouds is very angry, the confused iron shoe man, the heartless Bai Wuchang, my aunt and grandmother came to save you, not only did you not appreciate it, but you didn't go with me, see how you end up tomorrow when you are tried?

Bai Wuchang didn't leave because he wanted to finish the lawsuit, and he also said that he was interested in the city protector.

The iron shoe man did not leave, because the Qing man was self-purifying, and he could not be a fugitive.

Fame and face are very empty things, but they are very important to men.

Early in the morning, above the public court, the city protector was glamorous and looked extraordinarily energetic, because yesterday Da Luo Jinxian told him that the demon law of the monster had been sealed, and now it was as easy as crushing an ant to death if he wanted to kill him.

In the middle of the public hall, there was a cracked thin-skinned coffin, and next to it stood Bai Wuchang and the Iron Shoe Man.

The lord of the city government slapped the shocking wood and ordered left and right: "Open the coffin for autopsy!"

If the coffin contained the body of the man, according to what was said in the court yesterday, the murder of the Iron Shoe Man would be confirmed.

The guy was smashed yesterday, how could he not lie in the coffin?

The nails of the coffin were pulled out, and immediately the stench was terrible, and there were broken guys lying inside, as well as swill that had not dried up on the corpses.

The City Protector was even more proud, and he looked at the Iron Shoe Man with a look that looked like an executioner's murder knife.

After the coffin was opened for an autopsy, the cause of death was explained, and the guy was indeed stoned to death by falling from a hard object.

The evidence was conclusive, and the city lord snorted coldly: "Murderer, what else do you have to say?"

"We have nothing to say. Bai Wuchang smiled lightly, his face relaxed: "But someone must have something to say." ”

"Oh?" the city lord sneered: "Do you have someone else who can clear your name?"

Bai Wuchang and the man in the iron shoes did not speak, and the person in the coffin suddenly sat up and screamed injustice.

The dead man suddenly came back to life and cried out for injustice, and the timid people in the court immediately fainted in fright, and the brave people threw down the court staff and ran away.

It's no wonder that this scene is scary, the guy's body is half broken, and there are several places where the skin and flesh have been gnawed off by wild dogs, revealing the white bones of the forest, this appearance is more terrifying than a ghost.

The city protector sat down in his chair, foaming at the mouth, and the lord of the city burrowed under the table, trembling and speechless.

Bai Wuchang stepped forward, squatted on the ground, lifted the curtain, and faced the old man of the city mansion, full of joy: "My witness is a man, the master will come out to try the case." ”

"Mage, mage!" the old man plucked up his courage and shouted loudly: "Quickly subdue the demons and eliminate the demons!"

What a poor city protector, I saw Da Luo Jinxian last night, and today I saw the living ghost who came back from the dead, I was so frightened that I didn't catch my breath, I pulled my pants with feces and urine, and the blood was blocked in my brain, and I turned into an idiot.

Clever for half a life, confused for a lifetime, the god stick got the end he deserved.

It is no longer possible for the talisman mage to pull out the peachwood sword, the officials are dizzy, and they are fleeing, and the city lord no longer has a barrier.

He was so frightened that he held his head, tears and snot flowing, and he didn't know how to deal with it?

Bai Wuchang sighed and said to the master: "My lord, if the bitter master does not die, the murder case will not be established, can the case be closed?"

The lord of the city government didn't dare to raise his eyes, so he hurriedly nodded again and again, trembling and saying in an official voice: "The criminal is acquitted, the witness can go home, and the case is over." ”

The guy staggered to his feet and walked out of the hall, crying and singing: "Boss, I will make cattle and horses for you, and in the end, I will only get a thin-skinned coffin. ”

The next morning, someone found the boss's body in the mass grave, not even a thin coffin, and was gnawed by wild dogs.

When he was alive, he had thousands of family fortunes, and he also had a full house of wives and concubines, and he had no heirs during his lifetime, and he couldn't settle down after death, and he couldn't earn even a single tear.

His wives and concubines divided his property, and they lived a prosperous life, some of them married, and had several sons with their husbands, enjoying the joy of family.

When Bai Wuchang and the Iron Shoe Man walked out of the yamen of the city government, the moon was waiting outside.

A thrilling lawsuit is over, and the Iron Shoes Man wants to say goodbye to the two.

Bai Wuchang chuckled at the iron shoe man: "I spent the night in a cage with my brother, and I have the meaning of sharing a bed, if my brother doesn't mind, I want to ask my brother two things." ”

The Iron Shoe Man doesn't know the identity of Bai Impermanence, but he can voluntarily go to prison, he will have a magical woman at night, and he is sure to win this lawsuit, and by virtue of the resurrection of the dead, from these points, he must be a good person.

"Friend, excuse me. The Iron Shoes Man was not verbose, allowing Bai Wuchang to clarify the problem.

"First, why does the guy wear iron shoes?"

This question seemed to touch the bottom of the iron shoe man's heart, he pondered for a long time, and smiled helplessly: "I want to answer my friend's second question first." ”

Bai Wuchang nodded, and the question he asked surprised Jieyue: "When my brother was rounded up by the government, he used two bone teeth as weapons, if I didn't look away, this seems to be the fangs of the divine beast White Tiger, right?"

Hearing him ask such a question, the man in the iron shoes gasped, stared, and said in a low voice: "Who is your friend?"

"The author of Jade Hook Xiaozhai. Bai Wuchang raised his eyebrows slightly: "So I can have the opportunity to read a few more books, and I can also recognize the fangs of the West Pole White Tiger." ”

Before the man in the iron shoes could speak, Bai Wuchang smiled and said, "So, this is my second question, does the brother answer it or not?"

"I'm afraid my friend has lost his eyes, this is not the fangs of the divine beast White Tiger, but just an ordinary weapon given to me by my master. The man in the iron shoes lowered his head and smiled, and his voice was gloomy: "If my master has the fangs of the divine beast White Tiger, it is impossible to give it to me, he will not be so good to me." ”

One day as a teacher, a lifelong father, this is the law that Jianghu people believe in, if it is not for the embarrassing past between master and apprentice, who will talk about sad things?

"It seems that the dude has many stories, and the author is specialized in writing stories. Bai Wuchang smiled lightly at the moon picker, and then said to the iron shoe man: "The moon boy of Ice Wheel Mountain Villa is also a person who likes to listen to stories, we are willing to share a pot of wine with our brother and listen to the past under the moon." ”