Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 49 Reborn
Seeing that a judge was about to enter the Shangxun Building, Xu Zhiqiong tried desperately to stand up, but his body was as hard as a rock and he couldn't move at all.

The judge entered the reward building drunkenly, took the voucher and slapped it on the stone platform.

Xu Zhiqiong's perspective was backlit, so he couldn't see the judge clearly, but judging from the sound of his footsteps and the smell of alcohol all over his body, he was very drunk, and he didn't seem to see himself.

The judge really didn't see him, took more than [-] meritorious merits from the stone platform, and drank it with a sip of wine.

After drinking the wine, the judge hummed a ditty and staggered out of the Xun Xun Building.

"The younger sister walked into the grove, the older brother lost his soul with joy, stood up but was afraid of being seen, and lay down but was afraid of being stabbed..."

Xu Zhiqiong was familiar with this vulgar tune.

The voice was also a little familiar.

It seems to be Qian Limu, the sixth-rank judge.

He is a good man, taught me a lot last time, and gave me wine.

Ask him to give me a hand?
Watching the drunk man gradually go away, Xu Zhiqiong never spoke.

He wasn't sure if it was Qian Limu.

Even if it is really Qian Limu, the other party may not always maintain goodwill towards him.

Xu Zhiqiong held his breath, quietly waiting for his body to recover.

He can clearly feel the power surging in his body, and this power is reflected in the ability of "image".

Now as long as he thinks about Xia Hu, Xia Hu's figure will clearly appear in front of his eyes.

As long as he thinks about Xia Hu without clothes...

The overall outline is also acceptable, but the details are uncertain, after all, he has never seen it.

After a while, the force rolled more and more violently, but the body was still stiff.

It feels like there are nails nailing his joints, but it is slightly looser than when he just took the meritorious service.

Try moving your knees first, then your elbows.

It's tight, but does allow for a little movement.

After a while, I could move my ankle, my shoulder, my elbow and my wrist, but with difficulty.

Xu Zhiqiong wanted to try to stand up, but suddenly he heard an old voice appearing behind him: "Are you a ninth-rank promotion?"

When did this person come in?

Xu Zhiqiong couldn't smell the alcohol, this person was not the drunk just now.

The man leaned into Xu Zhiqiong's ear and said: "You are too impatient. You just received meritorious service in the Shangxun Tower, and you dared to be promoted to the middle rank without finding a suitable place? Fortunately, you met me. For the sake of my fellow disciples, Let me help you, spread out your body, flatten it, and don't move."

Unfold the body?

It can be unfolded, why am I shrinking here?

The man kept groping on Xu Zhiqiong's body, Xu Zhiqiong was sweating profusely.

He is contemplating the skill of transferring flowers and trees: the image starts from the Ren channel, and the meaning comes from the Chong channel.

Unexpectedly, the meridians are as stiff as the body, and the concrete power is very strong, but the Ren meridian has no induction, and the skills cannot be used.

The man fumbled behind him, then touched the front of him again: "Come on, little brother, listen to me, flatten your body, the breath will be unobstructed, and your body will be able to move."

Damn it, he wants to take something from my arms,

I have twenty-eight meritorious service in my arms!

The man turned Xu Zhiqiong's body over, and Xu Zhiqiong finally saw his appearance.

This fellow has a mask on his face, a hunchback figure, and gray hair. He should be an old fritter of justice.

Xu Zhiqiong guessed right, this person is also a ninth-rank judge, with a cultivation base of the ninth rank, and he is an out-and-out old fritters.

This old judge is over eighty years old, his body is useless, his brain is useless, he can't earn meritorious service, but he wants to earn more life, because improving his cultivation level can increase his lifespan by three points.

He often looks for judges who have just entered the ranks, sneaks and cheats from them, and mixes two golden beans to continue his life.

The Shangxun Tower is the place where he comes most often, and he has gained the most here. He knows that Xu Zhiqiong must have made meritorious deeds.

Xu Zhiqiong needed [-] meritorious services to be promoted to the middle rank of the ninth rank, but by such a coincidence, he just earned [-] meritorious services.

Anyone who is going to be promoted must have a lot of money in his hand. The old judge has seen this point, and has succeeded several times in the Shangxun Building.

The meritorious service was held in Xu Zhiqiong's left hand, and the old judge had already seen the golden light in his fingertips.

"Little brother, what a good thing this is. Let me take a look at it, and I'll take a look. I absolutely don't want yours, so what if I want yours? I'm so old, shouldn't you give me some?"

The old judge broke Xu Zhiqiong's hand vigorously, but Xu Zhiqiong refused to let it go, and touched the firewood stick at his waist with his right hand.

This was originally reserved for that Feng Shaoqing, and I'm afraid it will be cheaper for the old guy today.

But the question is how to hit this stick?
His hands and feet are not flexible, so when I stand up, aim, and hit him with a stick, the possibility of hitting him is completely zero.

I have to find a good opportunity, the most suitable opportunity for me to make a move.

They were all ninth rank, the old judge's strength was not great, coupled with old age and frailty, after breaking for a long time, Xu Zhiqiong's hands didn't move at all.

The old judge lost his temper.

"You won't? You won't!" The old judge stood up and kicked Xu Zhiqiong's chest twice, and Xu Zhiqiong carried it off.

"Let's see how hard you are!" The old judge raised his foot again, intending to step on Xu Zhiqiong's face, "Little brat, I'll let you know what pain is!"

This is a punishment for evil, and he dare not kill him.

He just wanted to subdue Xu Zhiqiong and take away the meritorious service.

Stepping on the face with your feet can quickly destroy a person's dignity. Without dignity, people will soon choose to submit.

But if you want to step on your face, you must raise your feet.

With his feet raised, Xu Zhiqiong's opportunity came.

He took advantage of the trend and rolled forward, bumping into the old judge's foot.

Because only one foot was on the ground, the old judge staggered and fell to the ground.

It was to make him fall, and when he fell, Xu Zhiqiong didn't have to stand up.

Xu Zhiqiong forcibly twisted the stiff joints, pulled out a firewood stick from behind, and hit the old judge on the back of the head with one stick.

This firewood stick was very hard, and it was hit very accurately. The old judge had blood on the back of his head.

It's a pity that Xu Zhiqiong's joints were not working well, so he couldn't fully exert his strength this time, and he didn't kill this old thing.

The old judge rubbed the back of his head, gritted his teeth and said, "What a bastard, you have treated my old man so badly. I think your parents didn't discipline you well, so I will teach you the rules of respecting the elderly."

The old judge faced each other with his palms together, rubbing out two balls of flames, this is his innate skill.

Two balls of flames flew up and down in the palm of the hand, and the old judge slapped Xu Zhiqiong's face with both palms.

Xu Zhiqiong rolled and dodged back and forth around the stone platform, while the old judge followed closely behind with two balls of fire.

To be honest, the talent skills of this old judge are really not very good. If Xu Zhiqiong was not in a special situation, he would have taken this old thing away long ago.

After rolling dozens of times, Xu Zhiqiong felt that his joints had loosened a lot, and Ren Mai gradually felt it. Xu Zhiqiong was going to find a chance to get up and have a good fight with this old thing.

Unexpectedly, the old judge hid his back, he rubbed his hands together, and made a fireball bigger than a stone mill.

The fireball flew towards Xu Zhiqiong, Xu Zhiqiong rolled and dodged, and the old judge rushed over from another direction, one behind the other, forming a siege.

It is impossible for Xu Zhiqiong to hit the fireball, he can only hit the old judge, Ren Mai has already sensed, as long as there is physical contact, Xu Zhiqiong can squeeze him dry.

Unexpectedly, the old judge rubbed his hands again, and two fire snakes came out, rushing towards Xu Zhiqiong.

He decided to burn it with fire, and didn't give Xu Zhiqiong a chance to get close.

Seeing the fireball and the fire snake approaching together, Xu Zhiqiong was in a difficult situation. The speed of the fireball and the fire snake was not fast. Normally, he could easily dodge it, but now he couldn't even stand up.

He was thinking about how to dodge when a gust of wind suddenly arrived, blowing away the fireball and the fire snake.

With the smell of alcohol in the gust of wind, the old judge turned his head tremblingly, forced a smile on his face and said, "Qian Zhonglang, you are here."

The drunk came back, and it was indeed Qian Limu.

Qian Limu patted the old judge's old face from behind, and said with a smile: "Old man, you're here again to beat the bone marrow."

"No, no," the old judge waved his hands again and again, "This little brother is rushing to the middle stage. I see that he is suffering unbearably, so I want to help him."

Qian Limu nodded and smiled, "You don't need to help him, this little brother is my friend, so I'll just help him."

The old judge nodded repeatedly and said: "Since the rich Zhonglang has made a move, this old man will not be troublesome anymore. Farewell, farewell!"

The old judge was about to leave, but he saw Xu Zhiqiong staggered to his feet holding a firewood stick.

"Hold on!" Xu Zhiqiong pointed at the old judge with a firewood stick, "I have something to ask you."

Qian Limu said from the side: "Little brother, don't blame me for not reminding you. This is a punishment for evil. His old bone can't help beating, and he killed someone. It's going to be difficult. We judges are the most forbidden to kill each other. You can think about it before you start."

The old judge hurriedly said: "What Qian Zhonglang said is, at my age, if you still beat me, can you do it?"

Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said, "I can't do it."

After speaking, he raised his foot and kicked the old judge down.

If you can't get your hands off, it's okay to get your feet off.

The question is what benefit can I get from killing you.

Xu Zhiqiong said in a calm tone, "You just kicked me twice, and I gave you another kick, which is considered cheap for you."

The old judge panted, "You, you hit me with a stick..."

Xu Zhiqiong stepped forward and added another kick: "Is it even now?"

The old judge gritted his teeth and didn't dare to make a sound.

Xu Zhiqiong said: "I'm asking you something, you answer honestly, what's your name?"

The old judge said: "Well, it's inconvenient to say..."

Xu Zhiqiong raised the firewood stick, and the old judge trembled, "My name is Sun Junfu."

"How old are you?"

"Two out of eighty."

"How many years have you been a judge?"

"If you want to talk about the year and month, I can't remember clearly. It has been more than forty years."

For more than forty years, he hadn't been promoted to the eighth rank, but this old bastard put all his thoughts into playing tricks.

Seeing his chest protruding slightly, Xu Zhiqiong asked, "What's in your clothes?"

Sun Junfu said with a smile: "It's cold, I'm wearing an extra coat, and there's nothing inside."

"Take it out and let me have a look," Xu Zhiqiong took a step forward, "I'll just take a look, I don't want yours."

"Really, really not..."

"I really don't want yours, so what if I do? You're already old, and it's a waste of food to eat!"

"me……"

Xu Zhiqiong raised the firewood stick and said, "You won't give it, right?"

Sun Junfu sobbed twice, took out a cloth bag from his arms, and handed it to Xu Zhiqiong, which contained seventeen meritorious deeds, all of which he worked hard to snatch.

Qian Limu couldn't help but laugh. Sun Junfu spent half his life robbing other people's merits. He didn't expect that he would be robbed one day.

This little brother looks simple and straightforward, but he is also a ruthless person who must take revenge.

In other places, Xu Zhiqiong really wanted to beat Sun Junfu, but Qian Limu was right, this is a punishment for the evil department, and beating this old bastard to death would really cause trouble for the upper body.

Xu Zhiqiong let Sun Junfu go, and dedicated eighteen meritorious deeds to Qian Limu.

Qian Limu was taken aback for a moment: "You give me the meritorious service you have stolen?"

When Xu Zhiqiong thought about it, he also felt that it was inappropriate, so he put away the eighteen meritorious deeds, counted out another eighteen from his own meritorious deeds, and gave them to Qian Limu: "These meritorious deeds are good."

Qian Limu sighed while laughing: "It's good to have this kind of intention, you can keep it yourself, I am not short of this merit, the next stage is promoted to the middle stage, it can be regarded as a reborn, let's sit in another place, I will help you through this close."

(End of this chapter)