Chapter 695: Quite crazy

Hey!

I moved my gaze from Zhang Ertu to my eyes: "I haven't told you yet, are you anxious?"

"It's a execution ground and a token. Do you really think you're the county magistrate?"

Just as I was about to move forward, the little Taoist priest suddenly stood up and said, "Stop it now! Run away now!"

"run?"

I glanced at him sideways: "Are you scared out of your wits?"

"Look at the roaring ghost below. Can you run away?"

"Then, what should we do?" He was so frightened that he had no idea: "You don't want to..."

Before he finished speaking, the little Taoist priest looked towards the stage, a touch of panic seeping out of his eyes.

I smiled calmly, rushed to the stage in a few steps, and opened the curtain with one hand. As expected, there was an old man sitting in the hall.

The old man wore a flower feather on his head and beads hanging around his neck.

However, the strange thing is that he is not wearing official uniform, but a red bellyband.

Originally, this old man was dark and thin, so wearing such a bright red bellyband was almost weird and a little funny.

This thing again?

This red cloth bag has been falling on the ground since I arrived here, and then it fell on my shoulder for no reason.

Now looking at it on him, I seem to understand.

"Snapped!"

He slammed the gavel in an imposing manner: "Bold criminal! How dare you rush into the court?"

"Soldiers on the left and right!"

"exist!"

The county magistrate shouted loudly, and the guards on both sides immediately took a step forward.

"Choke Lang Lang..."

The waist knives were all unsheathed, and the tips of the knives came together like a hedgehog.

I looked back and sneered, "I've been stabbed to the neck with a knife more times in my life than I've eaten."

"Are you trying to scare me with this thing?"

I pulled him with one hand and completely overturned the case in front of him. I grabbed his shoulder with one hand and pulled him back hard.

The county magistrate stood up with three or two windlass rolling around.

After kneeling for so long, my legs were already numb, so I didn’t hesitate and sat down on the Taishi chair.

"you……"

This old ghost pointed his finger at me and couldn't speak.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Several blasts of wind sounded, and a dozen knives were thrust into my heart at the same time.

"Snapped!"

I took a strong breath, my waist and hips exerted force at the same time, and I was immediately ejected from the stool.

The moment it was in the air, the tip of the knife fell right under me.

I raised my leg and stepped down, with the sole of my foot pressing the tip of the knife. I raised my hand and the evil ghost immediately turned into a puff of blue smoke.

This move is more like a body-fixing technique.

The tips of the extended knives stopped in unison.

I took off with a flying kick, causing the tips of these knives to change directions.

I finally got a seat, don't chop it up for me.

While they were stunned, I leaned slowly on the chair.

"Can you tell the difference between the big and small kings now?"

The county magistrate looked at me blankly, then solemnly supported me and put on the flower feathers.

"You traitors are so audacious, I..."

"Okay, okay, shut up."

I put down my legs and leaned forward: "I've been keeping my hands open, so don't touch your nose or face."

Looking at the guards next to me, I couldn't help but laugh: "You said you have been dead for hundreds of years, right? If you don't reincarnate properly, what are you doing here?"

"The Qing Dynasty is dead, old man!"

The old man shook his red bellyband and shouted sternly: "We have never hurt anyone, why are you so hard on each other?"

"Let's not talk about whether you are harming others or not. The first thing I want to tell you now is that this place is inhabited by living people. Now that someone wants to build a house, you have to make room for it, do you understand?"

The old man raised one hand like a sword and pointed at the tip of my nose: "What a joke! I have been here for hundreds of years, how can I evacuate just because of a word?"

"There are so many tyrannical people like you in the world, so I set up this hall!"

I was stunned for a moment by what he said, and then immediately asked: "Do you think I am the bandit?"

"snort!"

The old man shook his red bellyband and let out a cold snort from his nose.

The answer no longer needs to be asked.