This Water Margin is a bit weird

Chapter 4 The Pan family has a son named Qinglian

At this moment, Yu Qian, an old friend, came forward.

"The public says the public is right and the woman says the woman is reasonable. If that's the case, everyone who thinks that Li Qinglian burned books should stand up first!"

As soon as Yu Qian finished speaking, ten people stood up with a clatter.

There were no more than 20 students in the private school. With these ten students together, it seemed that Li Qinglian was alone and weak.

"Okay, sit down first, then those who think Li Qinglian didn't burn books stand up!"

No one got up except Li Qinglian.

Seeing this, Yu Qian smiled and asked the six people who got up before: "Did you see Li Qinglian burning books?"

The ten people nodded like pounding garlic, and the fat man in the lead, Wang Bufan, even added: "If you don't believe me, sir, you can ask the beggars under the Daming Bridge. They also saw Li Qinglian burning the book!"

Hearing what Wang Bufan said, Yan Dongshan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

But Yu Qian still smiled and asked Li Qinglian: "Qinglian, what can you say?"

When all eyes were on Li Qinglian, he realized that this was a well-prepared conspiracy.

Wang Bufan said that there must be fire wreckage under the Daming Bridge. Even if he ran to confront those beggars, those beggars must have been bribed by Wang Bufan and others, but he could not produce strong evidence to prove his innocence!
As time passed bit by bit, Mr. Yan's complexion became more and more gloomy, the smile on Mr. Yu's face gradually disappeared, and the expressions of pride on the faces of Wang Bufan and others became more and more intense...

suddenly--

Li Qinglian's gentle yet powerful voice sounded in the private school: "Mr. Yan, Mr. Yu, regarding the accusations made by Wang Bufan and other classmates, I really want to say that I was wronged, but I can't produce any evidence. There is only one person... who can prove my innocence!"

Hearing what Li Qinglian said, Yu Qian suddenly became interested.

"Who?"

"Master Bao Qingtian!"

As soon as the words Bao Qingtian came out, the whole private school suddenly became noisy, like a vegetable market.

Yan Dongshan roared with a dark face: "Quiet! Qinglian, Master Bao has passed away for many years, how can you let Master Bao to testify for you? Could it be that you can go down to the Underworld and invite Master Bao's soul to the underworld? ?”

"Mr. Hui, of course - can't!"

"No, then why are you saying this?"

"Sir! I only said that Mr. Bao can prove my innocence, but I never said a word from the beginning to the end that I can ask Mr. Bao to return to the world!"

Hearing what Li Qinglian said, Yan Dongshan was choked up.

At this time, Yu Qian asked, "Since you don't have the magic technique to invite ghosts and gods through yin and yang, how can you let Mr. Bao prove your innocence?"

"That calls for Mr. Trouble!"

Seeing Li Qinglian's gaze turned to Yan Dongshan, Yu Qian joked with a smile: "Unexpectedly, brother Changliu is really hiding everything! He even has the ability to invite ghosts and gods to descend!"

Being teased by his old friend, Yan Dongshan responded angrily: "I'm just a scholar who teaches, how can I have the ability to understand yin and yang!"

"Oh, what does little friend Qinglian mean?"

"As long as the master agrees to suspend class for about an hour, let me take Wang Bufan and others to the Yan Luo Palace in the west of the city!"

Hearing this, Yu Qian showed a look of enlightenment: "So it turns out that although Baogong has passed away, it is rumored that he went to the underworld and became the king of hell, and the statue of the king of hell in the hall of hell in the west of the city was also fabricated according to Baogong's appearance! No wonder you said Find Mr. Bao to prove your innocence!"

Yu Qian was a smart person, so now that he had said this, he naturally understood Li Qinglian's plan.

And Yan Dongshan asked his old friend with puzzled eyes: "But even so, the statue is only a statue after all, and it is made of clay and wood. How can you say that the witness is innocent?"

Facing his old bookworm friend, Yu Qian said: "You first announce that class is dismissed, and we will accompany you to the Hall of Yama, and you will know when you go!"

"Okay! Except for Qinglian and Wang Bufan and others, you all leave homework to study, don't slack off!"

After finishing speaking, the two gentlemen led eleven students and walked towards the Hall of Hell in the west of the city.

In this world, gods really exist. Although few have seen them with their own eyes, some magical means are manifested in front of people everywhere.

Far away are the sword immortals flying with their swords in the land of ancient Shu, the prehistoric alien species that look at the land on the northern plains, and the never-ending divine light of the Buddhist kingdom on the Western Desert Plateau...

The closest ones are those inhuman rangers who roam the rivers and lakes, those with advanced cultivation who can pick leaves, fly flowers, cut knives and break swords, do not use medicine stones, and only rely on their cultivation to live and die, human flesh and bones...

This has also created countless temples and halls dedicated to thousands of gods on this land.

Compared with the two "corporate giants" with a "market value of billions" in Buddhism and Taoism, Yan Luodian is like a "local enterprise" in a quiet corner, with relatively few believers, and only a few state capitals are specially built.

The main reason why there are not many believers in the Hall of Yama is that people are fundamentally greedy for life and afraid of death. In addition, the original intention of the Hall of Yama was to warn more than teach. It is eerie and terrifying, it can be called an ancient version of a haunted house. Entering it during the day can make the timid tremble with fear, but at night, Sadako may shake her head and roll back into the well immediately after seeing it...

It was close to Si time (nine o'clock in the morning) when we came to the Hall of Yama, and it was June and the sun was shining brightly. Everyone was sweating, and the little fat man Wang Bufan was sweating profusely, his clothes were soaked through. But even so, when they arrived in front of Yan Luo Hall, a chill instantly dissipated the heat from everyone, and the children shivered suddenly!
Feeling the cold air coming from the Yan Luo Palace, Li Qinglian couldn't help feeling: the central air conditioner doesn't even have such a powerful cooling capacity...

The coldness of Yan Luodian is not only the lowering of the temperature on the outside, but also the "coldness" on the heart.

Under the watchful eyes of the ghastly ghost statue with blue face and fangs, everyone stepped through the gate and went to the first Hall of Yama. At the same time, Baogong's reincarnated King of Hades also sits there!
Before entering the main hall, a few children were too frightened to move forward, no matter how much Mr. Yan reprimanded them, they refused to go any further.

Yan Dongshan could only tell them to go outside and wait in a tone of hatred.

Entering the first Yan Luo Hall, the black-faced and crescent-faced Bao Zheng sat behind the desk, his eyes glaring wide open, as if he wanted to see through a person's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

Standing on both sides are four ferocious ghost messengers. Although they have different expressions, they cannot be separated from the word "horror" because of their appearance.

This is a place where people will have nightmares after staying for a long time!

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