Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 946 In the next life, discipline him well
Xu Zhiqiong left first and returned to Cangxiao City.

According to Xu Zhiqiong's instructions, Yang Wu made six paper figurines, Xu Zhiqiong, Yang Wu, Chu He, Niu Yuxian, Lin Ruoxue, and Lebida. Each paper figurine was exactly like a real person.

Injecting some yin energy, Yang Wu let these paper figurines travel westward, chatting and laughing while walking, making it impossible for people to see any flaws.

Yang Wu also left a mark on the paper figurines, which was also Xu Zhiqiong's order. When those rootless thieves are found, let these paper figurines mark their locations.

After everything was settled, Yang Wu set up the magic circle and said to everyone: "Let's go back to the inn and find Zhiqiong."

Chu He didn't understand the intention, and muttered, "I just left the inn and went back, what is this for?"

Niu Yuxian had some guesses, but didn't ask further.

Lin Ruoxue also saw some clues, touched the paintbrush on her waist, and feared that she might have a fight this time around.

Using the magic circle, Yang Wu thought he had come to the wrong place when he arrived at the inn.

The inn turned into a scorched black ruin, with blue smoke still rising from many places.

On fire?
What about the little shopkeeper?
Burned?
Yang Wu searched around, and beside the ruins, he saw a man holding Guo Guicheng, who was covered in bruises, wiping his tears on the ground, and there were several laborers standing around him.

Chu He stepped forward and said, "What happened?"

The clerk cried: "Just as you guys left, Master Wu Jun came and insisted on a bloody fight with our shopkeeper.
Our shopkeeper was almost beaten to death by him, lost in the blood fight, he burned our inn, the fire was still burning just now, the guest officer came, it rained, the fire went out, the inn was also burned down,

We are businessmen who do our best, why did we encounter this kind of thing?If the old shopkeeper knows about this, he will have to bear this tone, young shopkeeper, shopkeeper..."

The guy was crying so hard.

Li Gong scolded at the side: "This bastard raised, how can he bully people like this!"

Another worker said: "Don't babble, that's Lord Wu's son."

"What's wrong with Lord Wu? Doesn't Lord Wu speak the law of kings?"

"What he said was king's law. He came for a bloody fight. He agreed, and he is willing to bet and admit defeat!"

"You fart, is it okay if he doesn't agree? That bird guy is going to burn down the inn anyway!"

A guy invited a doctor, who prescribed wound medicine.

After the medicine was poured down, Guo Guicheng's eyes were closed tightly, but he didn't feel better at all.

Yang Wu squatted on the ground and looked at it for a while, then shook his head and said, "This medicine won't help."

He took out a pill and stuffed it into Guo Guicheng's mouth.

Guo Guicheng still didn't wake up, Yang Wu sighed and said, "Wait for a while, let's see what happens to him, what is this thing?"

Yang Wu saw Guo Guicheng's hand, which was holding a mask.

This is not a mask given by buying a book, this mask Yang Wu is very familiar with, it is Xu Zhiqiong's judge mask.

The guest the buddy mentioned was Xu Zhiqiong. Xu Zhiqiong arrived one step ahead and used yin and yang techniques to summon rain and extinguish the fire.

How did he leave the mask here?
What does this imply?
Yang Wu wanted to take the mask back, but found that Guo Guicheng was holding it tightly.

The clerk dissuaded: "Master Ke, you can't take this, this mask hangs on the life of our shopkeeper, you must not take it,

This was given to us by the shopkeeper, and our shopkeeper would not move it anymore. The guest put the mask into our shopkeeper's hand and said a word, and our shopkeeper grabbed the mask and never let it go. . "

Yang Wu asked: "What did he say?"

The guy thought about it for a long time, but when he didn't remember it, a worker next to him said, "Good job!"

Yang Wu was startled: "What's so good?"

Li Gong said: "I heard that, the guest said, good job."

Yang Wu looked at the hand holding the mask, and murmured, "This time, it's not about scaring the snake, this time it's going to be a snake soup."

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When Migran returned to the mansion, he was having a drink with some of his subordinates. The subordinate An Huailang smiled and said, "Young master, thanks to my persuading you, you beat that bastard to death with your hands focused."

Migran snorted coldly: "Didn't he deserve to die?"

"Damn, this kind of person who doesn't know how to advance or retreat, and who doesn't know what to do, deserves to die. But young master, you can't kill him in a bloody fight. You only decide the outcome, not life or death. This is the rule of our blood fight."

Migran threw away the wine glass, spit on An Huairang and said, "I need you to teach me the rules?"

An Huailang laughed dryly, then quickly lowered his head.

Megulan wasn't playing, he was really angry.

"Remember from now on, what I say is the rule, let alone you, even if the true god comes to Cang Owl City, what I say is also the rule, he has to listen!"

Everyone claimed that it was true, but Migran was still angry and glared at everyone.

A servant came forward and saluted Migran: "Young master, someone came outside the door and said he wants to fight with you."

"A blood fight with me?" Migran's eyes showed a fierce look, "Who? Someone from Cangxiao County?"

"Looking at his clothes, he should be from the county. If you ask him his name, he won't tell you, but he will find you by name."

Migran's anger burned his forehead again, and he immediately got up and walked towards the gate, and all his subordinates hurried after him.

An Huailang persuaded: "Master, don't worry, I'll go and see the origin of this person first, in case..."

Snapped!
Migran slapped An Huairang's face back with a slap, and said with a grim expression: "Why are you so talkative? How come you can't learn this rule?"

An Huailang covered his face, not daring to say a word, and followed Migran out of the gate.

There was really no need for Migran to be afraid. If he could win a fight, he would fight one match. If his subordinates couldn't beat him, he would let his subordinates fight a battle.

This is Cangxiao County, as long as it is not a villain from a foreign country, I don't believe that anyone can touch him.

Walking to the door, Migran looked at the person at the door and couldn't help laughing.

He knew this man, the inn boy.

"When your shopkeeper was beaten just now, you peed your pants in fright, why are you looking for me now?" Migran looked at the waiter with a look of disdain.

The man lowered his head with a bit of fear and a bit of embarrassment, and said, "I'm here to avenge you!"

"What are you talking about? Speak louder, I can't hear you clearly!"

The man pretended to be brave and said, "I'll take revenge on our shopkeeper!"

Migran smiled and said, "Okay, how do you want to take revenge?"

"I, I told you, I want a bloody fight with fangs!"

"Okay, let's fight bloody fangs!" Migran waved his hand, and his subordinates hurriedly prepared the statue, and then drew a circle.

"Tell me what bets you have?"

The man murmured, "If I lose, I, I will pay you all my belongings!"

Migran shook his head and said, "How much property do you have? Do I like it?"

"Then, how do you bet?"

Migran withdrew his smile and said, "I bet my life with you! Do you dare?"

"Bet, bet your life..." The guy was a little scared.

Migran said: "If you dare to gamble, just take a step inside the circle. If you dare not gamble, I will kill you immediately, and your family can go to my father's side to appeal, and then I will pay you a few gold coins. "

There were many passers-by watching from a distance, bloody fights with fangs were very common in Fanxiao Kingdom, but those who dared to fight in front of the chief Martial Lord's mansion were rare.

At first they thought they were going to fight Wu Jun, but they didn't expect that it was not Wu Jun who was betting on the fight, but the son of Wu Jun's family.

"This son is too domineering. If you fight, you will die. If you don't fight, you will die. There is no way for others to survive."

"What do you know, this man wanted to die, and he came to fight with the young master himself."

Amidst the discussions, the man gritted his teeth and entered the circle.

Migran smiled and joined the circle: "Do you want to fight with weapons or fight with fists?"

The man said timidly, "I, I want to fight."

"Think you can save your life by fighting with fists and kicks?" Migran turned around and said to his subordinates, "After the bloody fight is over, if you cut this guy with a hundred knives, even if you kill him with ninety-nine knives, you are also guilty! "

The subordinates said yes again and again.

Migran said to the statue: "I am the young master of Cangowu City, my name is Migran, and the True God of the White Tiger testifies that if I win this bloody fight today, I will take your life at my disposal. ..."

Before he could finish speaking, the clerk took the lead and said, "My surname is Xu. If I win, your life will be at my disposal."

An Huailang shouted: "Bold, what kind of life are you? Why are you betting against the young master?"

Migran also felt that he had been humiliated. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a low voice in his ear: "It's only about victory, not life or death."

The star officer responded?
How did you respond so quickly?

Just as Migran was stunned, he suddenly saw the guy on the opposite side take out a mask from his pocket and put it on his face.

This was the mask that Ye Ansheng had worn. Seeing this mask, Migran trembled all over.

All the subordinates were also frightened, but none of them dared to enter the circle.

This is the rule of the Fanxiao Kingdom. When the bloody battle begins, no one who has nothing to do with it can enter the circle, otherwise it will offend King Xing.

"You, you are..." Migran retreated instinctively.

Xu Zhiqiong said: "Murting kindness, are you guilty?"

Miguel heard that the voice was different.

"I, I am the young master of Cang Owl City, you, you can't..." In a panic, but seeing the guy disappear, a fist suddenly appeared in front of him, hitting the left cheek.

boom!A muffled sound.

Migran's jaw was shattered, and he flew into the air.

Xu Zhiqiong grabbed Migran to prevent him from falling to the ground, raised his hand and punched him again on the left side of the face.

Migran's cheekbones were shattered, his vision was blurred, and he was about to pass out.

Xu Zhiqiong injected him with the power of an image to keep him awake.

Migran said with blood in his mouth, "I, I am the young master of Cang Owl City, if you hit me, my father will kill your whole family..."

boom!
Another punch, still the left cheek.

"I, I am..."

Another punch!
"I, I want to find my father, you, don't hit me, don't hit me..."

Next, Xu Zhiqiong controlled his strength and punched him one after another, hitting him on the left side of the face, so as not to kill him.

After more than a dozen punches in succession, Homiton suddenly appeared and grabbed Xu Zhiqiong's fist.

"Stop it!" Homiton yelled with red eyes after rushing back from outside the city. "He's just a kid, just a kid!"

Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said, "In the next life, you must discipline him well!"

Seeing Migran dying, Homiton wanted to kill the masked man in public.

Although this did not conform to the rules of the fang blood fight, he couldn't control it too much. The uncontrollable anger made him lose his mind.

It's him again, it must be him, this is the second time he has hurt Migran!

I'm going to tear him into pieces today!

Just as Homiton was about to kill him, Xu Zhiqiong suddenly disappeared, and Homiton realized a serious problem.

He guessed that the person opposite was Xu Zhiqiong, but he didn't guess Xu Zhiqiong's cultivation level.

Dong Junsheng said that Xu Zhiqiong's cultivation was around the fourth rank.

Homiton realized that Dong Junsheng was wrong, very wrong.

Homiton has a fourth-grade cultivation, but he couldn't see what Xu Zhiqiong was doing, he only felt that the cheekbone on his left cheek was broken.

In the same posture as before, Xu Zhiqiong grabbed Homiton's hair and punched his left cheek after punch until the left cheek was completely shattered and sunken, and it seemed that only half of his face was left.

Xu Zhiqiong stopped suddenly, and threw Homiton and Migran out of the circle.

There was a soft sigh in his ear: "But he said that he only decides the outcome, not life or death. You beat everyone to death, but how do you count?"

Xu Zhiqiong injected the power of imagery into the bodies of Migran and Hometon, keeping them twitching to a certain extent.

"Look, you can still move, it's not considered dead."

"If you know how to find something for me, let's count."

Xu Zhiqiong smiled and responded secretly: "Thank you Qianhu."

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