C2 Drunken Dream Sheng Was Buried Alive

"Bah! What kind of godly doctor is this!? He is just a swindler who only knows how to eat and drink. How dare he scheme against the county magistrate! I think he's tired of living! "Maybe he poisoned me!"

At this moment, the yamen was in an uproar. It turned out that after County Magistrate woke up, he found out that his wife had given fifty taels of silver to a swindler. He was so angry that he scolded his wife as well.

"You are also stupid! If he asked you to give money, you would really give it to him. Won't you find a few people to knock him out on the road and snatch the money back?"

Madam wiped the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief, feeling wronged. "How do I rob him? He spilled all the money. Our people didn't even take a single cent. "

County Magistrate snorted coldly. He didn't want to pay attention to that stupid woman of his. "Master! Ask a few men to knock drug seller out and bury him alive. The county magistrate wants him to regret being born in this world!" County Magistrate seemed to suddenly remember something and added. "Clean it up. I heard that the Court of Judicial Review recently sent Godly Constable Shaan Qingyun to investigate a murder case in the Imperial Court. This man's case is like a god. He is impartial and impartial. " When he started a case, he did not recognize anyone. Many of the officials in the court were killed by him. It was said that no one could escape from his Lethal Iron Rope, and this man couldn't be provoked. Although he went to Luoyang, he still needs to be careful. "

"Yes."

When the grandmaster received the order, he bowed and left. He ordered his subordinates to handle this matter. County Magistrate handled two types of cases. One was a white case, and the other was a black case. As the name implied, a white case was a public trial. It was a case that was tried in the yamen. This black case was solved privately for the sake of making profits. These hired thugs were used to handle black cases.

drug seller did not go far. Soon, they caught up with him. The leader used the excuse of buying some dog skin plaster to trick him into a remote alley. drug seller immediately fell down.

They moved very quickly. They carried the man into a black cloth bag and quickly carried him to the outskirts of the city. They dug a big hole and threw the bag into the hole. Then, they started to fill the soil. After burying the good man and stepping on the soil, The sky was already dark, and the woods were dark. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew away the birds in the forest. The surrounding was creepy. A few men rubbed the goosebumps on their arms. They left in a hurry.

Later on, they heard that there was a ghost in Wormwood County. The man saw the white flag on the street for two days in a row. When he ran up to take a look, there was nothing left. On the morning of the third day, County Magistrate and the thugs in Wormwood County woke up and found that they were all buried in the mud. Only half of their heads were exposed.

At this time, a fortune teller passed by and helped them read a fortune. He said that it was a vengeful soul collecting debts. If they moved the body out, they would find a good cemetery with good Feng Shui. They would burn incense and burn paper every day. They would be safe and sound if they did enough legal work for seven, seven, and forty-nine days.

County Magistrate immediately sent people to dig up drug seller's body. They dug and dug. A terrifying thing happened. drug seller's body was gone. They didn't even find him three feet from the ground. No one knew where the body went. Would he come back to ask for County Magistrate's life?

A few days later, County Magistrate died. It was said that when he was burning paper money by the pond at night, he saw a white flag with blood floating in the water. He fell into the water and drowned. He was fished up the next morning. Later on, this matter became the topic of conversation among the common people after a meal.

Three days later, Luoyang City was a lively scene. Chu Yizhen lazily leaned on the tea table and quietly looked at the streets that were bustling with people. His clothes were ridiculously dirty, as if he had just crawled out of the mud. He was a little slovenly, but the shop owner did not chase him away, so he lay there feeling at ease.

Suddenly! A wave of thunder-like horse hooves sounded out on the streets. A tall horse galloped over with the momentum of escaping from a crossbow. It shocked the pedestrians to the point of covering their heads and running away while letting out strange cries repeatedly. At this moment, a group of playful children suddenly rushed out from the intersection.

The pedestrians by the road were so frightened that their eyes were wide open. The young master sitting on the horse was even more frightened. His face was deathly pale. The group of subordinates behind him were all wearing tight muscles, narrow clothes, short hair, black ribbons on their waists, narrow pants, and black boots. They followed closely behind him. All of them had panicked expressions on their faces as they tried to catch up to him. "Young master! Stop! Stop!"

The young master hurriedly pulled on the reins of his horse, wanting to turn the horse around. The children on the ground were so frightened that they fell to the ground and cried loudly. The sound was ear-piercing and unbearable.

Chu Yizhen secretly clicked his tongue and took out a few pieces of silver from his bosom. He weighed them and hid them within his wide sleeves. His fingers exerted force and flicked out, causing an invisible flow of true energy to surge. No one saw how the silver flew out, nor did anyone notice the flash of clarity in Chu Yizhen's drunk eyes.

They only saw the handsome horse raise its hooves high and was about to step on the heads of the children when it seemed to have suddenly been frightened. It raised its head and let out a long cry. It miraculously turned its iron hooves to the other side and heavily landed on the ground.

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. In the middle of the tea house... The middle-aged man in the brown vest poured himself a cup of tea and took a deep breath. "Whose young master is that? Why is he riding his horse so recklessly on the street?"

The man who was eating peanuts in front of him fished out his long sleeves and moved forward. His expression was extremely exaggerated, causing everyone to look at him.

"Do you know who he is?"

The man deliberately threw out the trigger and only asked and did not answer. In the end, he deliberately emphasized, "If you say it, I'm afraid I'll scare you to death!"

Everyone glanced at the young Young Master on the street. He was apologizing to those children with an embarrassed expression, and all of them felt their faces tighten. They'd never seen him before, and they shook their heads repeatedly.

The man seemed to have expected their reaction. He stood up and stepped on the bench. His voice was a few times louder than before. "Su Nansheng, one of the three great families of Luoyang, the chief of the Su family of the Emerald Immortal Pavilion, Little Green Lake. Do you know him?"

Young Master Yu Nuan, Su Nansheng, Everyone knew about Su Nansheng. In Luoyang City, the most famous people were none other than Yan, Su, and Mu. Everyone in the world said that they wouldn't drink the wine of Yan family Seven Li Fragrance. They regretted coming to Luoyang City for the rest of their lives. They would hate to come to Luoyang City and reward the Su Family's Little Cui Lake, Jade Immortal Pavilion, if they didn't see the treasures of the Mu Family, if they didn't come to Luoyang City, they would hate to come to Luoyang City and reward the Su Family's Little Cui Lake, Jade Immortal Pavilion. In this life, he did not consider coming to Luoyang City.

Although it was said that it was a method, in Luoyang City, there were very few people who could gather all three of them. After all, it was not easy to come into contact with any of the three families. If anyone was lucky enough to get to know one of them, their reputation in the Pugilistic World would be greatly changed.

The Yan family of the Seven Li Fragrance's Broken Soul Cliff had a great influence in the Pugilistic World. The Yan brothers and sisters were known as the two ultimate men and women. The Mu family of the Soaring Cloud Palace was also a famous sect. The head of the family, Mu Qianhan, was the son of a marquis. He had a close relationship with the nobles in the court. So far, there was nothing that Mu Qianhan could not do.

The Su family was rich and well known. No one knew how rich he was. It was rumored that even if he bought the most vast land in the Western Region, the assets of his family would still be enough for him to eat, drink, and have fun for three lifetimes.

The moment the name of the Su family, the people who were listening to it, were all surprised. The teahouse was leaning against the table outside, and a big man with bare arms was instantly puzzled. "What does the famous Young Master of Jade Warmth, Su Nansheng, have to do with this rude young man?"

The teahouse under the shade of the tree seemed to have become even gloomier. The clamorous Xia Chan finally quieted down for a moment. The man who was stepping on the bench waved his hand, and he started to explain in a lively manner.

"The head of the Su family of Little Cuihu, Su Nansheng, has always been a talented man. He paid a lot of money to recruit talented people. This Situ Jian of Nanshan Hill came to seek refuge with Young Master Su yesterday. Situ Jian had a good horse, so Young Master Su gave him the fattest and youngest Rank One BMW in the mansion. Situ Jian tried to ride it today. Maybe it was because the horse was wild and untamed and was not willing to obey him, so he ran wildly on the streets."

The first time he had a horse, it was already shining brightly on the streets. Situ Jian seemed to be a vain and vain man. Although he had a good skin, the proud aura he gave off was really unpleasant. He handed the reins to his subordinates at the side and adjusted his clothes. Then, he flicked his sleeves and placed his hands behind his back. He held his head high and puffed his chest out as he walked towards the tea house.

Chu Yizhen, who was lying on the table and pretending to be asleep, couldn't help but frown. He smacked his lips, yawned, and stretched his body while Situ Jian passed by his table. He intentionally stretched his foot out. Situ Jian was caught off guard, and he stirred a dog to chew mud. His face faced the ground, and he smashed it until it made a loud sound. All the people present laughed until they were in a mess. "Hahahahahaha!"