Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 21

Xu Zhiqiong stepped forward and touched the horn. It was hard and smooth, a bit like ceramics. In the era he lived in, it could be regarded as an exquisite handicraft.

Is this criminal karma?
Where does sin come from?

Is it the objective laws of this world, or the inherent attributes of all creatures, or the subjective judgment of a certain god?
Seeing the impatient eyes of the priest, Xu Zhiqiong didn't dare to ask more questions.

He pulled it hard a few times, but the horns didn't move at all. The Taoist spit out a bone, and said with a little disappointment: "Although my Tao is not good at strength, since I have entered the ranks, I have the strength of ten jun! I don't believe you even No crime can be undone."

Jun is Daxuan's unit of weight and strength. Thirty jin is one jun, and ten jun is three hundred jin. Daxuan's jin is heavier than the "jin" that Xu Zhiqiong is familiar with. Converted to the previous life, it is [-] jin. up and down.

Is this strength considered great?
Who do you compare with.

The strength of ten jun is absolute strength. With the strength of ten jun, one can lift a big iron ball of three hundred catties above the head. Compared with ordinary people, he is definitely considered a strongman.

But compared with the cultivator of the White Tiger Killing the Dao, it is not worth mentioning. The cultivator of the ninth rank of the Killing Dao has fifty kilograms of strength and can lift a [-]-jin iron ball above his head.

To tear off a horn, ten jun force should be enough.

But Xu Zhiqiong's strength talent is not good, much worse than a normal ninth-rank judge. He hugged the dog's head, stretched his muscles, his eyes were bloodshot, pulled and kicked, tossing a cup of tea, and finally put the horns Pulled it out.

The horns in his hand were restless, and something was beating inside.

The Taoist poked the horn with his finger: "Let him out."

"Let what come out?" Xu Zhiqiong looked at the horns in his hand, they were all in one piece, and there seemed to be no such thing as an exit.

"The skill of my way is based on the mind and the image. If you want to let him out, just express the mind."

Just express your opinion?

Xu Zhiqiong stared at the horns for a moment, thinking three words repeatedly in his head: "Come out, come out..."

There was a puff of white smoke coming out of the lower room of the horn, and something really came out, vaguely, like a dead soul.

Xu Zhiqiong was psychologically prepared for such a result. In the folklore of his previous life, he had also heard some descriptions of judges.

The judge is the official who convicts the souls of the dead, so it is reasonable to see the souls of the dead.

In this world dominated by extraordinary power, Xu Zhiqiong felt that everything he saw was reasonable.

But when the shape of the dead soul gradually became complete, Xu Zhiqiong became restless.

This ghost is not in the shape of a dog, but in the shape of a man.

The semi-transparent dead soul was naked, a man over seven feet tall, his face was a little blurry, but he looked straight.

He knelt on the ground and kept begging: "Master Judge, please forgive me, I know my mistake, I really know my mistake!"

He also knew that the priest was a judge?
What is the origin of this black dog?
The Taoist priest gnawed on the dog meat and said: "This guy is a human being. He was used to bullying others in his previous life. Before he died, his crimes had reached two inches. I personally sent him to punish the evil division to be convicted of his crimes. Got the chance of reincarnation, let him be reincarnated as a dog in this life,
Thinking that he had been a human being in previous lives and had never made a big mistake. The underworld preserved his human soul, and the memory of his previous life was also left to him, so that he could remember the suffering he had suffered. I hope he will repent and rehabilitate, and not want to be a beast Hey, this guy actually got worse and worse, take him on the road, and punish the villain! "

"Where is the Department of Punishment?"

"Where is the Punishment Division, you will know when you go. As for the way to go, I will only tell you once, and you should make a note. Take the left foot as the axis, turn from right to left, and turn three times, and use the right foot as the axis. , turn from left to right for two weeks, still using the right foot as the axis, turn from right to left three times, with the image of jumping into the clouds, and you can reach the punishment evil division."

The black dog whispered beside him: "Smart people can't remember, how can this fool remember!"

Xu Zhiqiong really memorized the three movements of turning in circles, each movement has three elements, the pivot foot, turning, and the number of turns.

Xu Zhiqiong recorded it as Zuo Ni San, followed by Right Shun Er, and then Right Ni San, and Xu Zhiqiong quickly learned to turn in circles.

The Taoist priest nodded: "Good talent, no wonder I have a destiny to be a teacher!"

Then it's time to leap into the clouds.

The image of jumping into the clouds is to let Xu Zhiqiong imagine himself flying into the clouds. The more realistic the imagination, the higher the success rate.

It is very difficult to realize the image of leaping into the clouds. In this era, normal people cannot imagine the appearance of flying into the clouds, because most people do not have the opportunity to observe the clouds at close range.

The Taoist priest is going to take a nap. With the comprehension of a smart person, it takes about ten days to comprehend it. For a person with extraordinary talent, it takes at least five days.

But this time he underestimated Xu Zhiqiong, Xu Zhiqiong only imagined it once, and a cloud rose around him.

The Taoist priest was startled, and exclaimed, "This talent is my apprentice!"

Xu Zhiqiong straightened his chest: "Master, do you know that Deng Deng waits for Deng, Deng Deng waits for Deng!"

Daoist was taken aback: "What lamp?"

The opening song of the classic play, after the lights go off, the Monkey King leaps into the clouds, this one is too familiar.

When the surrounding clouds cleared, Xu Zhiqiong asked, "Is this the Department of Punishment? It's similar to my yard."

The Taoist priest shook his head and said, "This is your yard. You have the image of flying clouds, but you forgot to use the key to open the door."

The key to open the door refers to the previous circling action.

Use this action to trigger a special passage, and then use the image of leaping into the clouds to jump into that gate.

"But I've turned around before!"

"If you passed the transfer last year, is it possible that you can stay until this year? This must be done in one go within two breaths." The Taoist priest poured himself another bowl of broth.

Looking at the bowl of broth, the dead soul felt a little uncomfortable.

Within two breaths, you can turn eight times in a row, change your feet, change directions, and jump into the clouds. Even professional figure skaters don't have such a high level!

Xu Zhiqiong tried more than a dozen times, but the speed of the circle was still not fast enough.

The soul of the black dog said to the Taoist priest: "How can such means be learned overnight? Let me go, I will go to Huangquan Road by myself."

Daoist Priest raised his sword eyebrows, and shook the whisk in his hand: "If you make too much noise, you will be knocked out of your wits."

"Black Dog" trembled in fright, and squatted on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

The Taoist looked at Xu Zhiqiong in a blink of an eye, and scolded angrily: "When my Taoism was at its peak, how could I have the heart to teach you this kind of basic skills? You can turn it around faster! If you don't punish the evil division tonight, and Let you turn into dust along with this beast!"

When Xu Zhiqiong heard the words, he immediately felt the master's good intentions. He turned three times to the left and two times to the right, and turned faster and faster.

Xu Zhiqiong has always had a question, why is his speed so fast?
"Master, how fast can we judge officials?" Xu Zhiqiong asked while turning.

The Taoist thought for a moment and said, "Ninth-grade cultivation base should be around eleven grains."

Xu Zhiqiong was startled, this speed exceeded his expectation.

No wonder Zou Shunda couldn't catch up with him. Zou Shunda was a seventh-rank assassin, and his speed was only nine grains, which was two full grains behind Xu Zhiqiong.

The speed of Huanmen's ninth rank is twelve grains, and the judge's way is only slightly inferior to Huanmen's.

After trying a few more times, Xu Zhiqiong became more proficient.After turning eight times, closing his eyes and imagining, leaping into the clouds, Xu Zhiqiong really flew this time.

When he opened his eyes again, the surrounding scenery changed, it was not his own yard, but an open field.

The horns were still clenched in his hands, which proved that it was not his soul that had left his body, but his own entity that had come to another dimension.

The soul of the black dog was also forced to follow. Seeing this field, the soul trembled.

"But it might as well be gone," the black dog huddled on the ground, weeping and howling, "Give me a good time, I don't ask for an afterlife."

Xu Zhiqiong was in no mood to pay attention to the black dog. He didn't know what to do next. After looking around for a long time, the Taoist priest didn't follow.

Where is the punishment department?
The Taoist priest's voice came from next to my ear: "You are a member of my Taoist sect, so you will naturally know the way, let's take a look at the things in your hand first."

Xu Zhiqiong lowered his head and found that there was an extra mask in his hand. The style of the mask was exactly the same as that of the two judges, one tall and one short.

Where did this mask come from?
The priest gave it?

Could it be that it was stuffed into my hand while I was leaping into the clouds?
So how fast does he have to be?
The Taoist priest reminded: "Put on your mask and just walk forward! If someone asks your name, you are not allowed to tell him. If someone asks who led you into the product, you can't answer. If you dare to mention me, I will immediately wipe you out !"

This old man has such a violent temper!
"What am I going to punish the evil division for?"

The priest didn't answer.

He went to eat dog meat.

Xu Zhiqiong walked forward in the boundless wilderness wearing a mask, holding the horns in his hands all the time, the soul must follow the sin karma, and the soul of the black dog can only follow Xu Zhiqiong.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, I saw a tall courtyard wall.

It was easier to have a wall, Xu Zhiqiong walked against the wall and quickly found the gate.

The two vermilion gates are more than two feet high. The shape and style of the gates look like a yamen, but the scale of the building is several times larger than the yamen of the Ministry of Punishment.

The gate was open, and there was no servant or gatekeeper in front of it.

"Black Dog" said sideways: "Don't go any further, this place eats people, it only eats people like you, if you go there, you won't be able to get out!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhiqiong strode in.

It is correct to listen to the words of the "black dog" in reverse.

Behind the gate is a corridor. The fog is shrouded on both sides of the corridor, and some houses and pavilions can be vaguely seen.

Xu Zhiqiong was waiting for the Taoist priest's reminder, but he couldn't hear the Taoist priest's voice.

The signal is broken?

"Black Dog" reminded again: "Go back now, there is still time!"

It is impossible to go back.

Xu Zhiqiong didn't know how to go back at all, since he came, he had to finish his work.

When he reached an intersection, he suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes. Xu Zhiqiong couldn't dodge in time and was knocked to the ground by a white horse.

Xu Zhiqiong struggled for a long time and got up with difficulty.

This time I felt that my internal organs were knocked out of place.

Sitting on the white horse was a man with a mask on his face. The style of the mask was the same as Xu Zhiqiong's. It seemed that this was standard equipment.

The man pointed at Xu Zhiqiong with a horsewhip and said, "Who are you?"

Xu Zhiqiong remembered the priest's exhortation, and replied vaguely: "I am the judge."

"What rank is it?"

"Ninth grade, mortal officials!"

"A mere ninth grade, walking but not having eyes?" The white-clothed man looked disgusted, with the reins on his face, the horse's hooves rose and fell, splashing mud on Xu Zhiqiong's face.

Xu Zhiqiong wiped his face, but remained silent.

This man is so domineering!
It's a pity that Xu Zhiqiong's cultivation base is too low, and he is new here, so he can only bear it.

He also heard the man say, "What are you doing here to punish the wicked?"

Xu Zhiqiong didn't answer, and pointed to the "black dog" beside him.

The man said: "Since you are here to escort a prisoner, why don't you go to the Judgment Pavilion to find the judge to convict, but come here to hang out?"

Xu Zhiqiong said truthfully: "It's the first time I came to punish the criminals, and I don't know the way."

Hearing this, the man in white picked up his whip, as if he wanted to give Xu Zhiqiong a whip.

Seeing the posture of the man in white raising his whip, Xu Zhiqiong was furious. If he dared to whip, Xu Zhiqiong would definitely fight him.

The man in white gathered his whip in his hand and didn't pull it out.

It wasn't that he was soft-hearted, it was that he felt a cold murderous look on his face.

This is not the murderous aura of the ninth rank, there is another expert behind this person.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the man pointed at the distance with his horsewhip: "Get out! Let me see you again, watch out for your dog's life!"

Without saying a word, Xu Zhiqiong led the "black dog" into the depths of the dense fog.

A cavity of anger burned to the heart, but Xu Zhiqiong knew that he was in a hurry, and now was not the time to be arrogant.

Those who wear white clothes, I will write down this grudge.

Don't cry when I get revenge.

Don't persuade me to be generous, and don't talk to me about rules.

As long as you remember the pain, that's enough.

Passing through two more gates, Xu Zhiqiong saw a one-story house, which was a little bigger than the house he lived in. There was a plaque hanging on the beam of the door, with three words written - Judgment Pavilion.

I really found it.

Xu Zhiqiong smiled and swept away the haze in his heart, just as he was about to enter the door, he felt something was wrong.

He found that there were many identical bungalows around, and each bungalow had a plaque with the same words written on it.

So many bungalows are judges' courts!

With so many courts, which one should I go to?
Xu Zhiqiong thought about it, and chose the bungalow he saw first.

For some reason, he felt that this bungalow was more intimate.

Push the door and enter, there is a hall, in which there is a large desk, beside the desk is a bronze mirror nine feet high and four feet wide.

There was a person sitting behind the desk, wearing an official uniform of some dynasty and a mask on his face, staring at Xu Zhiqiong for a while.

This person must be the judge in the Judgment Court. Since he can convict the ghost, the proof level should not be low.

After staring at each other for a long time, the other party did not speak, Xu Zhiqiong simply spoke first: "I am the judge!"

"This is so fresh, you can come here if you are not a judge?" The other side sneered, and the voice turned out to be a woman!
"Are you a new mortal official?" the woman asked.

Xu Zhiqiong nodded.

"Where is the prisoner?"

Xu Zhiqiong pointed to the "black dog".

"What about crime?"

Xu Zhiqiong handed the horn to the woman.

The woman took out a ruler, measured the length, pointed at the black dog and said, "Go to the evil mirror and take a picture!"

(End of this chapter)