Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

The twelve yamen runners were stunned by this scene, and only came to their senses when they saw the county magistrate's blaming gaze. They were so scared that they quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

"My lord, please forgive me, my lord, please forgive me..."

"Everyone will be fined one month's salary. If you don't obey my orders, get out of here and sweep the streets!" Chu Wen said angrily.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir..."

"The yamen runners don't dare to spank you, so you might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes!"

"Yes, yes, the adults are right..."

"Get up."

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir..."

Just as the twelve yamen runners stood up, they heard the black-robed monk under Chang Wei shouting indistinctly:

"I win! I win! Stop playing, I win! I win..."

Chu Wen pulled the corner of his mouth: "Are you really convinced?"

"What a joke! What a joke!"

Chang Wei knocked out one of the black-robed monk's front teeth and he could not speak clearly.

"Chang Wei, bring me his Qiankun bag."

Chang Wei had beaten someone according to the law today and had satisfied his desire to beat someone. Upon hearing this, he put away his fist with satisfaction, and ripped off the black-robed monk's Qiankun bag and handed it to Chu Wen.

Chu Wen took the Qiankun bag and probed inside with his spiritual sense, and found that the two cultivators did not have much silver, only a little over a thousand taels in total.

There are even fewer spirit stones, only about twenty in total.

There are four magical instruments.

Chu Wen really looked down upon this thing and felt extremely disappointed.

No!

After all this effort, I have to cheat something out of it!

"Bang"

There was a bang of the gavel, and Chu Wen shouted:

"Your Majesty!"

Upon hearing this, the two monks struggled to get up and knelt down on their knees obediently.

Chu Wen looked at the two people with bruised faces and noses, and felt amused. He shouted:

"Is that wrong?"

When the two were being beaten, they had already used the Qi-gazing technique to look at Chu Wen and knew that Chu Wen was a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. They did not dare to act big anymore and were thinking about getting away first.

"I was wrong, I was wrong."

"Wrong, wrong, wrong."

"Do you admit your guilt?"

"Please plead guilty."

"Yes, I admit it."

Chu Wen thought to himself, Confucius said: When a man is about to die, his words are good (note: when a man is beaten half to death, his words will sound good). The sage really did not deceive me.

"Send your name!"

"My name is Bai Yunzi." said the monk in white.

"My name is Xiaoyaozi." said the black-robed monk.

"Why are you fighting?"

"He stole my spiritual herbs!" Bai Yunzi said hurriedly.

"It was obviously me who discovered it first!" Xiaoyaozi explained hurriedly.

Chu Wen was not willing to care about these trivial matters and was too lazy to ask in detail.

He put on a stern face, acted like a parent official, pretended to be a master, and said slowly and calmly:

"There is no honor or disgrace in the secluded forest, and no arrogance or coldness in the path of morality. You are fighting each other just because of a magical herb. What is the point of cultivating immortals?"

"You must know how to retreat when you are making progress, and how to let go when you are taking action. Only in this way can you avoid the disaster of a ram hitting a fence and escape the danger of riding a tiger. If you do things without knowing how to advance or retreat, it is like shaking your clothes in the dust or washing your feet in the mud. How can you achieve success?"

After hearing this great truth, the two pretended to be educated, but thought to themselves:

You are so great, just beat me.

Seeing that the two seemed to have been convinced by him, Chu Wen said with a straight face:

"Okay, since you have already pleaded guilty, according to the Qingyun Law, I hereby sentence you: Baiyunzi and Xiaoyaozi, for fighting in private and destroying houses, will be detained for seven days, their weapons will be confiscated, and all damages will be compensated at the price. In addition, the two of you insulted the imperial official in court, and you will be fined 5,000 low-grade spirit stones each."

Master Xu was stunned when he heard this. Qingyun has such a law?

The monk in white was confused and said, "I didn't scold you, why are you fining me spirit stones?"

The black-robed monk was shocked.

Five thousand low-grade spirit stones!

I have only saved a dozen low-grade spirit stones in over a hundred years. Where can I get five thousand low-grade spirit stones for you?

And what does it mean to confiscate the murder weapon?

Confiscate my Qiankun bag?

This is too fucking dark!

"Come here, lock them up in Cell A. After the losses are counted, we can determine the amount of compensation."

"Ding"

The order fell.

Four bailiffs bravely stepped forward to drag the man away.

The two of them struggled and shouted, "Sir..."

Chu Heizi was not willing to let the two of them explain themselves, and quickly shouted:

"Chang Wei! Take them out!"

"Yes! Sir."

Chang Wei raised his fist and the two men had to shut up and leave the county government office obediently.

"Master Xu! Take people to count the damage to civilian houses."

"Yes! Your lord!"

After receiving the order, Master Xu was about to take a step forward when he heard the county magistrate say:

"come here."

Master Xu hurriedly took a few steps forward and walked to the table.

Chu Wen lay on the table and whispered:

"If you see someone's house is old, dilapidated and small, then you can just smash it down. Do you understand?"

Master Xu was shocked when he heard this and looked at Chu Wen.

Chu Wen blinked at him.

……

The people outside the gate were in disbelief when they saw the two immortals with bruised faces and noses being escorted out of the county government office by the yamen runners.

As everyone was shocked, they heard Master Xu shouting:

"If there is any damage to your home, please report it immediately so that you can ask for compensation!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

Especially those whose houses were damaged, they already considered themselves unlucky, so how could they dare to ask the immortal for compensation? Upon hearing this, they shouted excitedly.

"My my my, my house collapsed..."

"My house, my house, the roof of my house collapsed..."

Someone who was sensible quickly said:

"My family's heirloom vase was broken by those two people!"

"You are such a jerk, Wang Laizi. You bought that vase from me for twenty cents. How did it become an heirloom?"

"You're talking nonsense. My vase is an heirloom. I wouldn't sell it even if someone offered me three taels of silver."

……

at dusk.

Master Xu finished counting the losses and reported to Chu Wen.

Chu Wen took the booklet and looked at it. More than a dozen houses were damaged, dozens of various utensils, and the total loss was more than 5,300 taels.

Chu Wen frowned: "Too little, too little. There are so many dilapidated houses in the city, and Famen Temple has been in disrepair for a long time. Do you understand?"

Master Xu was stunned. He doubled the amount of 5,300 taels and included his sister-in-law's house in the calculation.

"Sir, I haven't finished the count yet, I haven't finished the count yet..."

......

Mr. Xu led the yamen runners to demolish houses and was busy all night.

The next morning, Master Xu handed over the list.

Chu Wen took a look and saw that it was more than 34,000 taels.

"Too few, too few. You need to think more broadly. Elderly people living alone, single women, and children in poor families, you need to consider all aspects."

"Yes, yes, your Excellency is right. I will do it right away. I will do it right away."

......

In the afternoon, Master Xu found Chu Wen at Fengyinju and handed him the list.

Chu Wen took a look and saw that the total amount of money listed on the list was more than 83,000 taels of silver.

"It's too little, too little. How can this amount of money be enough? Are the old and dilapidated houses in the city included in the statistics? We can't let our own people suffer. I see that Director Li's family is in a very difficult situation. And the house where you and County Lieutenant Liao live doesn't even have an attic..."

Upon hearing this, Master Xu was overjoyed and immediately took the order.

......

The next morning, Master Xu handed over a thick list.

Chu Wen took a look and saw 386,300 taels of silver.

After looking at the list, I saw that the names of all the yamen runners were written on it, and nearly a thousand households had suffered losses.

But Chu Wen always felt that something was missing.

"Have all the lonely, widowed, elderly and weak people in the city been counted?"

"Your Excellency, all have been counted."

"What about the old, dilapidated house?"

"Your Excellency, one room is enough."

Chu Wen frowned and thought for a long time, then picked up his pen and added another line.

Mental damage compensation: Five hundred and two thousand five hundred and eighty-eight taels.

After writing, he said with satisfaction: "Okay, that's it."

Master Xu took it and looked at it, then was stunned.

Adding the two items in my mind, it is exactly 888,888 taels.

This……

It’s too dark.

Can this be brought over?

Those are the two great immortal sects.

I only heard the county magistrate say:

"Show this list to those two people and tell them that they must pay compensation according to the price after they are released from prison. In addition, each person must be fined 5,000 spirit stones, not a single stone less."

"Sir, let alone whether we can collect all the silver, once they return to the sect, they will definitely come back for revenge."

"What I am waiting for is his revenge."

"Ah! Sir, are you not afraid?"

"I am a dignified ninth-rank official. How can I be afraid of some unruly people?"

"..."

Master Xu was speechless.