Chapter 19: The Iron-Masked Judge

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Ergou looked at the depressed Bai and said, Are you hungry? I'm hungry? I'm still dizzy.

Bai Lai sighed, children without fathers have to eat, go, go downstairs to eat, I have to drink a few more bowls to relieve my sorrows.

The two of them came downstairs one after the other.

Bai Lai shouted Xiao Er, good wine and good food, come to a table, I want to borrow wine to kill my sorrows.

Xiao Er answered, and then went to the back to ask the cook to clean up the wine and food.

At this moment, at the door of the inn, there was a lot of noise.

I vaguely heard someone shouting, Master, those two people are inside.

Another voice said, yes, I saw the man go in.

There was another voice, I inquired all the way, and the two of them were so piercing, with dogs and chickens, that they said that they had seen them enter this inn, and they were right.

A deep voice said, go, let's go in!

A sturdy and slightly dark middle-aged man walked into the door of the inn, followed by a large group of people.

As soon as everyone entered the door, they saw Bai Lai and Ergou at the table by the window.

A sharp-eyed person immediately shouted, "Where are they, where are those two people?"

There are still two dogs in Bailai who look at these people, some of them know, and some don't.

There are a few people I know, and a few disciples of the Diancang Sect. There are a lot of people I don't know.

Bai Lai knows one more person than Ergou, the middle-aged man headed by him, who is a character.

is well-known in the rivers and lakes, and is nicknamed "Iron-Faced Judge" Cui Judge.

Looking at these people, Ergou and Bai Lai naturally understood very well, and they had found someone to avenge the sword.

The second dog is still dizzy. Bai Lai is very sober.

Bai Lai felt that there were two dogs, and he felt full of confidence in his heart, and he looked at the group of people in front of him who were also full of momentum, without any fear.

Bai Lai also deliberately straightened his waist, took a chopstick in his hand, lifted one foot to the stool, put his hand on it, and held the chopsticks in the other hand to make a tooth picking shape, his head was still shaking, full of cheapness, and he wanted to smoke him with a big mouth when he looked at the other side.

Bai Lai half-opened his eyes, so he couldn't die, and said, "Oh, isn't this the iron-masked judge?" What kind of wind blew you here? Why did you come to this mess of troubled waters?

Bai said that the yin and yang was weird, and a few disciples of the Cang Sect on the opposite side looked at Bai Lai's cheap appearance, and the anger in his heart was rising, and his brain was hot, and he pulled out his sword.

shouted nonsense, Lao Tzu hacked you to death today!

Today we are going to do the right thing for heaven and kill you scum......

Boy, if I don't hack you to death today, I won't have a white surname, and I will follow your surname in the future...

One by one, they were filled with righteous indignation and surging blood, but no one took a step forward, just waved their swords in place, shouting nonsense, as if there was a rope tied to their necks invisibly, and they were red and red.

One by one, while scolding, he took his eyes to look at the two dogs next to Bai Lai, as well as the giant sword next to the two dogs' table. I'm afraid that something will change.

The second dog was dizzy and irritable, and he was very bored when he heard these noises, so he raised his head and grabbed the sword in his hand.

In an instant, all the people in the Diancang Sect shut up, and even one of the disciples swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, choked on a mouthful of saliva, and coughed incessantly......

Several people complained to the people around them.

Look, what are you pulling me for? You let go......

Don't persuade me, if you hadn't pulled me, I would have gone up and hacked him to death...

Yes, don't stop us from avenging Master......

Who's pulling me, I'm going to turn my face......

If anyone stops us again, don't blame us for being rude......

The person who was taught the lesson was also at a loss.

What did you say? Who pulled you?

I'm really wronged, conscience of heaven and earth, I really didn't touch you!

There is also a diner, aggrievedly said to the most fierce disciple of Diancang, this hero, you really wronged me, I really didn't pull you, the sun and the moon can be seen......

Hmph, dare to quibble, I see that you and those two people are in the same group...

Wronged, really wronged!

I saw with my own eyes that your two hands were clutching my clothes, and I dared to say, "Wronged?" I see you being with them!

The diner shook his head helplessly, how can I hold you with two hands...

Don't defend it anymore, we've all seen it, and no matter how much you deny it, you can't do it.

This hero, open your eyes and take a good look at how I grabbed you with both hands?

The diner pulled the sleeve of his shirt with one hand and the other, and the sleeve was pulled up, and everyone was shocked.

There was only a stump with half of the forearm severed in the sleeve.

Naturally, a person with only one hand cannot catch someone with two hands.

Suddenly, the disciples of the Diancang Sect had a red and white face.

The crowd of onlookers around it was called a wonderful one.

After all, Cui Juan is still a figure who has seen the world, and he knows in his heart that if he continues like this, no one will be able to hold his face.

Cui Juan pretended to cough to ease the atmosphere.

Then he walked forward slowly, his eyes swept over the white, and fell on the body of the second dog.

Cui Juan said, I, Cui, are here today for only one purpose, to seek justice for a friend.

I don't know which friend from the rivers and lakes injured the senior Guan Elder of the Cang Sect?

Bai glanced at Ergou, Ergou raised his head, looked at Cui Juan and said, I.

Cui Juan looked at Ergou, little monk, which monk in which temple are you placing an order, you don't chant the scriptures well, and you ran to the rivers and lakes to cause trouble.

Ergou said dizzily, I am a Taoist priest, not a monk.

Little bald head, are you stupid to me? Cui Juan was a little angry.

In vain, he is really a Taoist priest.

Cui Juan glared at Bai Lai, you shut up for me, it's nothing to do with you, don't mix it up!

Bai Lai rolled his eyes and said to Ergou, friend, I'm sorry, it seems that I have to trouble you about this.

Ergou, pat your chest, rest assured, wrap it up on me.

Cui Juan, looking at Ergou and said, there are words in the rivers and lakes, killing people pays for life, and today is going to offend!

After Judge Cui finished speaking, he took out a judge pen from his sleeve.

took out the pen, Cui Juan then flipped and moved, stabbed left and right, and practiced a few tricks first, which provoked a burst of applause from the surrounding onlookers and the gang of people who brought.

There were even people who threw a few copper plates into the middle of the field.

Cui Juan stopped what he was doing, boy, how about you come and compete with me? I want to see how capable the person who can hurt Elder Guan is.

Ergou stood up slowly, holding a sword in his hand, and said, isn't it just fighting, and it is so hard.

The second dog was dizzy at the moment, swaying forward.

At this time, Cui Juan arched his hands and said a word in his mouth, and agreed.

Then he walked briskly forward.

Ergou saw someone coming in a daze, and Ergou didn't stop at his feet, while taking steps, he picked up the big sword, and it was a sword in his hand, and he smashed his head and face.

Cui Juan didn't know if it was a momentary mistake in judgment, or if it was indeed a fateful master, watching the big sword go head-on, the one-foot-long judge's pen, he actually held it with both hands, raised it above his head, and wanted to take the giant sword of Ergou.

With such a small judge's pen, ordinary people may not be able to hit it just right if they aim it well.

That day, Ergou was still drunk after drinking, and his head was a lot worse, when he was dizzy, his feet staggered, his body was unbalanced, and the sword drew an arc in the air, perfectly avoiding the judge's pen that Cui Juan held up with both hands, and an arc passed, impartially, and the sword smashed on Cui Juan's waist.

Cui judged that the lumbar vertebrae were dislocated on the spot and his thigh was fractured.

With a scream, he rolled his eyes and fainted in pain.

Instantly, the surroundings became quiet.

No one expected that the competition would end so quickly, and the enthusiasm of the onlookers had not yet been ignited, so they were ruthlessly poured cold water on reality.

A voice broke the silence.

Lao Tzu sneezed, and this is the end, where is this sword cut?

The other person persuaded him, you are not bad, you also saw him swing the sword, I bowed my head and knocked a melon seed, this has not been swallowed, I haven't seen anything, as soon as I look up, the fight is over!

This is like cold water entering the oil pot and frying, and the people watching the excitement began to talk about it.

It's amazing, I can't see it, this little bald master...

This sword move, virtual and real, makes people unguardable.

That's natural, I can see it really, this trick is too clever, this Judge Cui can't hide it, absolutely amazing!

I can see it clearly, then again, this giant sword has a foundation, and I really can't find a second place in this Jianghu, convinced!

The onlookers are like this, no matter what the truth of the matter is, how it develops, the onlookers always start to imagine out of thin air after seeing the so-called results, feeling that their opinions are right, and their own statements are absolutely worthy of being believed by others, they always deliberately flaunt themselves, feeling that they are like gods who see through all the truth of the matter.

The rivers and lakes compete in martial arts, and the winner is divided into victory and defeat, and life and death are also determined.

Ignorant people will always only see the posture of the winner, but ignore the tragic situation of the loser.

Some praise it, some refute it.

Cui Juan's apprentices, as well as the disciples of the Diancang Sect who asked him to help, didn't think so.

You're out of line...

This is too unsophisticated!

With such a big sword, isn't it overt bullying!

The contest pays attention to etiquette and exchanges, and the point is too violent! It's too cruel!

Aren't you blind, you don't smash such a big judge's pen, you smashed people, it's time to go and see Lang Zhong...

You can't just forget it, you can't cheapen him!

Hearing this, the two dogs put their swords on the ground and drank them, who disagreed, came to fight!

Cui judged that it was not good, and even more so that these gangs were wasted.

For a while, no one responded. Not to mention the battle, there is not even a response.

At this time, someone came out to play a round, after all, so many people were watching, how could they come back with some face, or how would they mix in the rivers and lakes in the future.

Master's body is at stake, so let's fight another day.

A group of people hurriedly left the inn carrying Cui Ju.

The last person to leave also showed his bloody nature, spat on the ground, looked at the second dog and said viciously, we have formed this hatred!

Don't you know that as soon as this person walked out of the door of the inn, he hurried to the stable of the inn, found a corner where no one was, took off his pants and began to pee.

My hands are shaking, my legs are shaking, my mouth is talking to myself, I am scared to death, I am scared to death...