Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

When Hua Yanqiaoyu saw that her master was unwilling to help, she became so anxious that she burst into tears.

Shi Qing comforted her, "Don't worry, sister. The master was captured by the yamen runners. The master said seven days. The master will definitely come back in seven days."

Hua Yanqiaoyu became even more sad after hearing this, and four strings of tears flowed out of her eyes.

"Wuwuwu, it's all our fault, it's all our fault, wuwuwu..."

“Wuwuwu, my two sisters, please think of a way to save the master, wuwuwu…”

Shi Qinghuayi was also very sad. Seeing Hua Yanqiaoyu crying so sadly, their eyes turned red.

The poet choked up as he spoke: "It's not that I didn't want to save my master, but the Magistrate of Buffalo County was upright and never accepted bribes. If I rashly robbed the prison, I would lose more than I gain, and implicate my master."

Huayi continued, "The crime you committed is not serious. Seven days is not too long. We will visit you every day. Even if the master is punished in prison, we can help him recover as before."

Having said that, Huayi suddenly looked at Shiqing.

"Sister, do you think we should send a dream to the county magistrate?"

Shi Qing pondered for a moment and said, "This matter cannot be taken lightly. It would be bad if the master were accused of being an evil cultivator."

Hua Yan quickly interrupted and said, "Sister Huayi, did you just say that we can go see the master?"

"Yes."

"Then hurry up."

"Not today, we have to wait until tomorrow."

"Why?"

"Today's trial and conviction, to prevent collusion, visits are prohibited until tomorrow."

……

"How dare you, Chu Wen! You just came to this county and you allowed your servant to commit fraud. Do you know your crime?"

The Shuiniu County Court is currently hearing the case of Chu Wen's servant's fraud.

Sitting in the hall was a man, Zhao Dezhu, the magistrate of Buffalo County.

In the hall, twelve yamen runners holding killing sticks stood majestically on the left and right, staring at the criminals in court viciously.

After Aunt Feng from the breakfast shop told Chu Wen what had happened, he finally figured out the whole story.

I also learned the rule that if a servant committed a crime, the master would be blamed.

At this moment, Chu Wen felt like a thousand horses were galloping in his heart.

Fuck!

It’s just stealing a few buns, what’s the big deal?

Looking at this scene, it seems like they want to kill me.

This ghost place is full of weirdness. How can a yamen runner carry talismans while doing his job?

Damn the sweet talk, it's just breakfast, what's wrong with you paying for it? Why are you running?

You two idiots, if I ask you to wash clothes, you can tear down the house.

If I ask you to buy a bun, you can take me to the county government office.

When I let you walk, you caused an old monk to get stabbed, and caused me to fight with an old man who had no teeth.

Thinking of this, Chu Wen broke out in a cold sweat.

Eating a free meal is such a big deal. If the beating of the old man is exposed, he will lose his head.

It seems like I will die at the hands of these two bunny monsters sooner or later!

"How dare you! How dare you not answer the magistrate's question! Come on, I'll punish you with a cane!"

As Master Xu's hoarse voice sounded, four yamen runners immediately stepped out and pinned Chu Wen to the ground in a blink of an eye.

Another person, holding a killing stick, stood next to Chu Wen, pretending to hit him.

Chu Wen, who was lying on the ground, had never seen such a scene before. He was so scared that he quickly shouted:

"I know my guilt! I know my guilt! I know my guilt! I am willing to pay double the compensation!"

"Humph! You are so young and yet you allow your slave to commit crimes. How can you obey the law if I don't teach you a lesson?"

"Bang", there was a bang of the gavel.

"Since this is your first offense, I will give you a lighter sentence. I will give you 20 strokes of the cane, jail you for 7 days, pay you 20 coins, and fine you 2 taels of silver. You must pay the full amount within 15 days. Otherwise, I will punish you severely!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Wen didn't wait for him to speak.

With a "ding" sound, the red-headed order sign fell to the ground.

Then came the sound of sticks hitting each other.

There are no lawyers, no jurors, no need to listen to the defendant's statements, no need to look up the law, and no need to set a date for the verdict. It is done by one person in court.

The efficiency was so high and the speed was so fast that Chu Wen was unable to utter a single word of sophistry and could only use his spiritual power to resist.

This is a case trial at the county court. They don't have the time to waste with you.

Even if he wanted to take bribes by trickery, he would not go after a poor man wearing hemp clothes.

What's more, our County Magistrate Zhao Dezhu is an absolutely honest official.

It's not for any other reason, just because his father is a second-rank official and his family is rich, he doesn't care about this at all.

The "good governance" and "not locking the doors at night" in Master Xu's poem are not exaggerations.

Under the governance of Zhao Dezhu, the public security in Buffalo County is really good.

If a dog urinates on the road, the owner will be fined fifty cents and detained for three days. How can public security be bad?

After twenty blows of the stick, although Chu Wen had spiritual power, he still grimaced in pain.

He was not familiar with the operation of spiritual power, and there was a talisman on the killing stick! He suffered a lot.

Chu Wen at this moment.

I miss the poetic and picturesque scene so much.

I hate sweet talk.

"Sweet talk! Just you wait!"

……

Cell No. A.

There were a total of three people imprisoned in the twelve cells.

One was a humanoid creature with messy hair and a beard, whose face could no longer be seen.

One is a middle-aged man who is thin, has tight skin and is obviously well-maintained.

One is Chu Wen.

The cell wall was made of stones, and there were two bowl-sized windows on the top. The sunlight shone through the small windows and just happened to fall on Chu Wen's butt.

Chu Wen's spiritual power was not sealed by the talisman, so his injuries were not serious, but his thighs still ached and he was unable to sit or stand. He could only lie on the cell floor which was covered with dry grass.

"What did you do wrong, fellow Taoist?"

The middle-aged man who was imprisoned next to Chu Wen spoke first.

Chu Wen lay on the ground, turned his head with great effort and looked at the man.

The light in the cell was dim and I couldn't see his face clearly.

That person called me fellow Taoist as soon as he opened his mouth. Could it be that he could see that I have some cultivation skills?

When his cellmate asked him about this, Chu Wen could not help but answer. He said:

"I didn't pay for the buns."

"Haha, interesting, interesting. This is the first time I've seen someone being locked up for eating buns without paying. Hahaha..."

The man laughed for a while, then asked, "May I know your name?"

Taoist name?

This was the first time Chu Wen heard about this thing and he immediately understood it.

"I don't have a Taoist name, why do you call me Taoist friend?"

The man laughed again.

"You don't have to hide it, my friend. Anyone who can enter this A-grade room is either a martial artist or has some accomplishments. You are young and fair-skinned, so you don't look like a martial artist."

Chu Wen was shocked when he heard this.

What the hell?

Are there special cells for holding monks?

Isn't that monk omnipotent and able to go to heaven and earth?

He quickly asked, "Is there any secret to this No. A cell?"

"It seems that you are new to the palace. Try circulating your Qi and you will know."

Chu Wen tried to circulate his Qi as instructed and found that there was no stagnation. He was very confused.

Before entering the cell, the jailer will search you and all your belongings except clothes must be handed over for safekeeping. You are not even allowed to wear shoes into the cell.

The gourd hanging on Chu Wen’s chest was of great importance, so he would never let anyone touch it. He secretly swallowed the gourd when the jailer was not paying attention.

Now Chu Wen touched his stomach, trying to summon the book he had just bought. After trying several times, there was no response.

"Don't waste your energy. This A-type room is protected by the Si Tian Jian formation. If a foundation-building cultivator enters this formation, he will become a mortal."

Chu Wen heard this and cunningly did not tell his situation, but asked: "What is the Sitianjian?"

"Fellow Daoist, are you kidding me? You don't even know about the Si Tian Jian?"

"I really don't know about this matter, please teach me."

The man moved closer to Chu Wen's cell, and looked at Chu Wen lying on the ground through the iron bars for a long time before he spoke:

"The Imperial Astronomical Bureau is a government office set up by the imperial court to manage independent cultivators. You can't mess with it."

This is quite new, Chu Wen asked quickly.

"What will happen if I provoke you?"

"If you were a casual cultivator and offended the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, you would be imprisoned and tortured at best, or even lose your life at worst. If you were a member of a sect, it would be a different matter. Look, the person opposite is a living example."

After saying this, the man sighed and looked very lonely.

Only then did Chu Wen realize that there was another person imprisoned opposite. He stretched his head to look and saw a humanoid creature lying on the floor of the cell opposite.

Since Chu Wen came in, the man hasn't moved at all.