There was no sleep all night, and although it was impossible for the dryad to attack again, Zhu Houlie would not believe in the dryad's discipline. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info So in this Lanruo Temple, Zhu Houlie devoted himself to cultivation and drew dozens of talismans to supplement it.

Maybe he was afraid of Zhu Houlie, or maybe he couldn't see it, but this tree demon didn't interfere with Zhu Houlie again, so under the tacit understanding between the two, Lanruo Temple returned to its previous calm.

As soon as the morning dawned, Zhu Houlie continued to walk west along the path in the forest, but after three or four miles, Zhu Houlie came to Guobei County.

When he arrived in the county seat, Zhu Houlie had a hasty meal, and then asked for a map of the nearby county government at the place where Guobei County sold calligraphy and paintings, and then went straight to Jinhua County, the government of Jinhua Prefecture.

"It's, it's a mess. Zhu Houlie looked at the appearance of the county seat of Jinhua County and said speechlessly.

No matter how you say it, it is a government where it is located, not to mention that it can be compared with Hangzhou Mansion, an important town in the south of the Yangtze River, but at least it is better than Xingzi County in the interior and Guobei County in the same prefecture.

But looking at the wicked people here as government officials, the robbers showing off their might on the streets, and asking for bounties for people as wanted criminals at will, Zhu Houlie could only sigh that the magistrates had a great influence on the county government.

Among these prefectures and counties, Hangzhou Mansion has the best impression on Zhu Houlie, and the reason is very simple, because the government of Zhejiang Provincial Governor Fu Tianqiu is in Qiantang County, Hangzhou Prefecture. Because Fu Tianqiu is a rare good official in this big week, the atmosphere in the entire Hangzhou Mansion is very good.

However, due to transportation and other reasons, Fu Tianqiu, the governor of Zhejiang, can only affect the Hangzhou Prefecture, and it is difficult for him to manage it no matter how far away.

"Stop!"

"Boy, don't run!"

Several fierce men with fierce faces, holding steel knives in one hand and a stack of drawings in the other, rushed towards Zhu Houlie excitedly.

"What are you going to do—" Zhu Houlie's face turned cold.

"What are you doing? As a chaper, it is our responsibility to hunt down the criminals. The scar-faced one-eyed dragon who took the lead said viciously, "Show me if this stinky boy is a wanted criminal." ”

As he spoke, he wanted to put the steel knife on Zhu Houlie's neck.

Bump! Bump! Bump!

"Oops!"

"It hurts!"

"Uncle spare his life!"

In the face of these residues, Zhu Houlie will not be pleasant, and he kicked them all out with one kick. Although it will not die because of it, it is indispensable to break a leg and an arm.

"Small punishment and big commandment, next time you dare to dangle in front of my uncle, don't want to live. Zhu Houlie said fiercely.

"Thank you, Chief. ”

"Thank you for not killing. ”

Several officials knew that they had kicked the iron plate this time, and they no longer dared to be arrogant in front of Zhu Houlie, and immediately knelt down and begged for mercy when they saw the wind.

"I am very inward-looking, I am afraid of being ruthless, and killing your Taoist master is too dirty to dirty my own hands. Zhu Houlie said disdainfully.

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

"Thank you for not killing. ”

Several robber-like servants hurriedly kowtowed, for fear that Zhu Houlie would change his mind and take their lives.

"Where is this Jinhua prison?" Zhu Houlie frowned and asked these officials.

"Uncle, are you asking the county government prison or the government government prison?" one of the officials raised his head boldly and said cautiously.

Are there two kinds? Zhu Houlie muttered in his heart.

"Which prison do you usually put death row prisoners in?" Zhu Houlie asked.

He recalled a lot of pictures now, as if Ning Caichen was imprisoned in the prison by them as a death row prisoner, and then prepared to be beheaded in private in the middle of the night.

"The government prison is the government prison. Several people hurriedly replied.

"Okay, take me to the government prison. Zhu Houlie said.

"What ......"

"You guys don't want your own life anymore!"

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

Several officials got up as fast as they could, and said to Zhu Houlie, "Uncle, let's take you there." ”

"You put your tricks on the spot, don't give me other crooked thoughts, otherwise I will kick you to death. ”

"How dare you, how dare you ......"

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Jinhua Mansion Prison.

"Wronged!"

"Wronged!"

"I'm not Wang Jinlong!"

Inside the cells, the prisoners lay in the cells groaning, talking, giggling, but more often than not, they were crying out for themselves. Although many of them also understand that their grievances will not be redressed, as long as there is a 1 in 10,000 hope of survival, many will not give up.

And in contrast to other prisons full of prisoners, there is one cell where one person lives. The man was gray-haired and maniac-like, and for a while he was writing and drawing on the wall or paper with a stone or a pen, and when he felt tired, he lay down on a pile of broken straw that had been lying on for an unknown amount of time, and clutched at the lice in his hair and clothes in the rare sunlight revealed by the window of the cell.

His expression was leisurely, and there was no anxiety or despair at all, which was in stark contrast to the other prisoners in the prison.

"Crunch—"

Suddenly, the door of his cell slammed open, and several jailers walked in after a screeching sound.

Several jailers did not enter the cell, nor did they put the prisoner in this prison, but smiled at a young man in a moon-white robe and said, "Uncle, the old guy you are looking for who loves to tell stories is here." ”

"Really?" the Taoist smiled and threw a silver ingot to one of the jailers, "for you." ”

"Thank you, uncle, for the reward. The jailer grinned.

"Go ahead and get busy with yourself, I'll call you if there's something to do. The Taoist waved at the jailers.

"Yes, yes!"

After sending the jailer away, the man sat down directly in front of the old madman.

"New? The old man looked at the man slightly, "I don't think they caught you." ”

He could see the scene of the silver just now.

"The younger generation Zhu Houlie has seen Zhuge Wolong's seniors. Zhu Houlie arched his hand.

"Whoa, someone really came looking for me, a bad old man. Zhuge Wolong said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Since others have already named him, it proves that everything about him has been investigated before he came, so he Zhuge Wolong is tantamount to denying it, and he Zhuge disdains this kind of insult to IQ.

"The predecessor is a scholar of Tongtian, and there are legends about you in the government and the opposition, but few people know where you are. It's really surprising to be living in this small cell. Zhu Houlie smiled and complimented.

"Shenlong sees the head but not the end, Tongtian Bo Bachelor-" Zhuge Wolong said with a disdainful face, "The name of erudition has a fart, I am destined to go to prison in this life, and I will not look for me in the cell, where to find me." ”