River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 96
When passing by the restaurant, Jiang Ling took Xiaoying Ning out to see this scene.

The accountant also greeted Jiang Ling with a smile.

"Young Master, fortunately you reminded me that this fellow stole the money yesterday. Sorry for bothering you this morning."

"You're welcome."

"Go, take this guy back to the Yamen."

The accountant was the leader, followed by three guards, dragging the fortune-teller, who seemed to be dying.

The guards are too heavy to start with.

He didn't care about his life at all.

Suddenly, the fortune teller suddenly stretched out his hand, wanting to grab Jiang Ling: "My lord...help me... I clearly didn't steal their money, the money on me belongs to you, you were the one who fell on the road last night, Picked up by me. I also ask you to prove my innocence for me..."

The fortune teller was in tears, and he was beaten to the brink of death, but he also knew that if he went to prison at this time, he might really die.

This kind of county prison, where the emperor is far away from the mountain, does not know how many people will be killed every year.

Right now, if Jiang Ling can prove his innocence, then he still has a chance.

No matter what, he had to desperately grab this last straw!

"My lord... please help me..." he cried and begged.

Seeing that he could still yell so loudly, the guards couldn't help but hit him with heavy feet again.

The fortune teller kept coughing up blood, but in his mouth, he was still begging for mercy.

The account manager suddenly turned around and asked: "You keep saying that you took the 40 taels on your body from this young master, then this young master, did you lose any money?"

There was no sympathy on Jiang Ling's face, and he said, "I never lost any money."

Hearing this, the account manager also came over and kicked him: "You dare to talk nonsense when you are about to die?"

Xiaoying Ning was watching, and she didn't know about all this. When something happened last night, she fell asleep early.

But Nie Qian was a little stunned at this time.

Seeing that paper figurine was about to run away last night, Jiang Ling not only didn't keep it, but even exchanged some money for it to take away.

Nie Qian was very puzzled by this move.

Could this also punish that wretched fortune teller?

But seeing this result now, she finally understood.

With this trick, without having to do it yourself, this wretched fortune-teller will be double punished.

Under his begging for mercy, Jiang Ling made another sentence of negation, which undoubtedly cut off his last chance of life.

As soon as the guard picked up the stick, he slapped the fortune teller on the head: "The Sa family hates people who talk nonsense and lie the most in their life, and you are especially annoying."

When the stick was lowered, a stream of blood appeared on the fortune-teller's forehead on the spot and trickled down.

He froze on the spot for a few seconds, then murmured to himself, as if he was dreaming, and looked at Jiang Ling half-closed: "You...why...why didn't you help me...why didn't you admit it...why..."

At this time, he was weak, and his words gradually became weaker.

"Take it away."

The fortune teller was dragged away again,
But his mouth kept murmuring: "...why...don't you help me...it's...your money, why...don't you admit it? If you make me like this, I will become a ghost...and you It's not over..."

Speaking of the last few sentences, his voice suddenly cheered up.

Like a roar.

The three guards who dragged him along saw that he was still daring to act presumptuously, so they wanted to do something again.

But when I looked back at him, I saw that his expression suddenly became stiff, his arms were also hanging weakly on his sides, and his body was no longer conscious.

The three of you look at me and I look at you.

One of them squatted down to check his breath, and when he checked, his face was slightly embarrassed.

The other two asked, "What's wrong?"

He said, "I'm out of breath."

Maybe he hit the stick too hard just now, it fell hard on Tianling Gai, it is not easy to survive.

The account manager also came over and scolded him: "What did you do so hard just now? It's almost done. Now that people are beaten to death, what's the matter?"

The guard scratched his head: "It's just that this guy is a thief, almost killed us and had to pay for it with our salary. I really hated him. I couldn't hold back for a while, so I hit him with a stick. I didn't expect him to be beaten so hard. "

The account manager looked around, but fortunately there were not many passers-by, and few of them saw it.

Hastily summoned the three of them to take the body away,

If you die, you will die. Left and right are idle little thieves.

It's just a pity that the soldiers can't let them vent.

But this is not a big problem, as long as the money is recovered, everything else is easy to talk about.

They dragged the body away quickly,

Nie Qian witnessed the whole process, and the sound transmission communicated with Jiang Ling: "This person really deserves it."

Jiang Ling was noncommittal, saying: "This means that the evil done by the sky is still forgiven, but the evil done by oneself cannot be lived."

The fortune teller was obviously beaten to death by the guards,
But the last person he hated was Jiang Ling.

This is also a kind of bullying, cowardly and incompetent performance.

Nie Qian: "Master, can we still stay here today?"

Jiang Ling nodded: "Don't rush away, practicing is also cultivating the mind. Since Qingyang County is here, I should have a look around and have fun. It's okay to leave in a few days."

Every time you go to a place, you can appreciate different customs and customs, which is also a way to increase your experience.

In ancient times, the exiled immortals wanted to achieve true results, but they had lived in several lifetimes and experienced different lives in order to gain enlightenment.

The two are essentially the same.

"Master, look over there, that man is so strange." Xiao Yingning suddenly pointed to the front.

There was a scholar there, who was slowly walking towards this side with a statue on his shoulders.

Along the way, passers-by pointed and laughed at his stupidity.

When Jiang Ling looked at it, the scholar was carrying a statue of a glaring judge on his back, and he didn't know where he carried it.

Sweating profusely and never letting go.

"The scholar's surname is Zhu?" '

Zhu is the common surname in the south, and there are many people with the surname Zhu in Nanjun.

"Zhu Erdan, where are you going to carry Lu Pan?" An old man on the street suddenly ran out and accused him.

The scholar stuttered, and said: "Back... carry it back, put... put it back to the Hall of Ten Kings."

A young man explained that it turned out that Zhu Erdan made a bet that if he dared to carry Lu Pan away from the Hall of Ten Kings at night, he would be invited to the Zuichun Tower for a tooth sacrifice the next day.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Erdan was really courageous, and he really recited Lu Pan at night.

After seeing the statue of Lu Pan and those few friends, he carried Lu Pan back to the Palace of Ten Kings.

"You Zhu Erdan, offend the God-man so much, be careful of retribution." The old man scolded.

Zhu Erdan smiled foolishly: "I guess Lu Pan is an open-minded person...should...shouldn't convict me."

He smiled and continued on his way, when he passed by Jiang Ling, he suddenly froze in his footsteps.

Those seemingly foolish eyes suddenly stared straight at Ying Ning.

Staring at it, the corners of his mouth drooled.

"Looks good, this girl is really pretty." He said with a blank smile.

But Ying Ning found him disgusting, so she hurriedly hid on the left side of Jiangling, not to show him.

But this Zhu Erdan, I don't know if he is really stupid or thick-skinned, he chased her around and even stared at her.

"What are you looking at?" Xiaoying Ning scolded him, and went around to the left again.

Zhu Erdan was drooling and still praised her: "It's pretty, it's so pretty."

Jiang Ling stopped him with his hands, and said: "No matter how beautiful the girl is, you can't be so frivolous, right? Could it be that you have read all the books in the stomach of a dog?"

After being told by Jiang Ling, Zhu Erdan seemed to realize that he and Ying Ning seemed to be together.

Scratching his head, he smiled and did not answer, and continued walking forward with the statue on his back.

(End of this chapter)