Chapter 223: Broken Dragon Gate, Chuanxin Bureau, where is the justice?

It is already the darkest hour before dawn.

Woo woo woo.

Ghost lamps lead the way, gongs sound and shouts are made, and ghost soldiers accompany them.

A group of gloomy paper figures carried a paper eight-carat sedan, flying past on the deserted Zhuo River beach toward the inland direction.

Unknowingly, Wang Yuan and Huang Wu, who were intertwined with each other, looked even more majestic as they sat in the spacious sedan chair.

Huang Wu repeatedly looked through a big red book in her hand, with expressions on her face that alternated between happiness and shame.

You see it says:

"Two surnames are married, they make a contract together, they have a good relationship forever, and they have the same name.

Look at the peach blossoms that are scorching on this day, which is suitable for the house and the home. It is predicted that the melons and crops will be continuous in the next year, and the people will be prosperous. I would like to write a white-headed promise to Hong Jian, so that the red leaf alliance can be recorded and the mandarin duck genealogy will be recorded. This is the proof."

It also contains the names of Wang Yuan and Huang Wu, their birthdays, and so on. It is a marriage book, and it was also the medium used by their grandmother, Granny Long Huai, to cast spells.

This marriage certificate was given to Wang Yuan by Old Man Wang when he returned to Yangshi.

After the latter obtained the [Wanhe Treasure Bag], he kept it as a precious treasure.

According to the custom on Beiman Mountain, the handprints and footprints of two people are printed on each of them.

The handprints and footprints of a fifteen-year-old girl were delicate and cute, but the tiny handprints and footprints of Wang Yuan when he was just born made Huang Wu laugh.

Wang Yuan quickly snatched it back and put it back into the talisman bag.

"Okay, the person is here, doesn't it look better than a piece of paper?"

The girl looked back and realized that I had indeed lied.

With a face as bright as the bright moon, a straight nose bridge, and deep cyan eyes, he really is a handsome man of many years who is "as bright as a jade tree in the wind".

Shi Jin's cheeks were slightly red, and he stretched out his fist and hit me hard on the chest.

"Bad guy, he just loves to bully you!"

However, Qingyan felt a little happy in her heart, knowing that her good deeds had become less than half.

I just have to wait until July 7th next year to rescue my aunt, and if the time is short, I can change my name to mother.

At that time, you can naturally say something arrogantly to these colleagues who are fighting the dragon: From now on, you and everyone will be on different paths!

Moreover, the all-encompassing "Dique Golden Book" does not include a Taoist law called "Yin Yang Transmigration Method".

That is the legendary low-miao method that allows both people and Taoist companions to make rapid progress together, while the practice process is still slow and joyful.

It's really not a bit exciting to think about it.

The Yin soldiers' honor guard retreated slowly, and within a moment we could already see the "Yunhe Bridge" spanning both sides of the Zhuo River from a distance.

Seventeen years later, Qin Tianjian and Tao Bing were ordered to build it.

The bridge is slightly curved, 880 feet long and 17 feet narrow, with 77 boat-shaped piers, 645 handrails, 104 stone lions, 1 stone pavilion, and 7 stone towers.

It was as if a huge iron shackle was strangling Zhuohe's throat.

Yunhe County and Hu Gongzi, which are facing each other across the river, are connected into a whole. During the day, there is a huge flow of people, vehicles and horses, which only slightly reduces the commercial development of the two counties.

Just because of the existence of this bridge, the [Dragon Qi] in the two counties each grew by at most 80%.

Under the bridge, there was no scholar who erected a monument to praise Zhou Wenrui, who took the lead in this matter, and the people along the coast also praised him.

Qingyan and Huangwu originally had the same idea as us, but they didn't realize Jianming's evil intentions until they met Wang Mei.

It may be true to benefit the people, but the more important thing is to form a huge artificial formation.

——Broken Dragon Gate, Chuanxin Bureau.

In this way, Wang Mei will be reborn forever.

Because of the dragon energy that connects the people's livelihoods in the two counties, once no dragon dares to pass by and destroy the bridge, it will directly shake the livelihood of hundreds of thousands of people in the two counties.

Thousands of people point to it and pray for it.

How could it be possible to borrow the dragon energy from both sides of the Taiwan Strait and turn it into a real dragon?

It’s just the evil dragon that needs to be killed!

Compared with the [Dragon-Slaying Sword] inserted under the bridge that successfully prevents dragons from escaping, there is a [Dragon-Breaking Gate] outside, blocking all the opportunities for snakes under the Zhuo River to turn into dragons.

Elsewhere.

If you are in a place where you face the traffic coming and going under the bridge, it will be like a horse-drawn carriage crashing into you. This kind of bridge feng shui is called "Thousand Arrows Pierce the Heart".

And the target that Yunheqiao shot through with thousands of arrows was exactly where Wang Mei was imprisoned at the boundary between yellow and blue.

As the bridge accumulates the turbidity of the river and the flow of people, it turns into sharp arrows and shoots them out.

One or two days, nothing else.

But as time went by, Wang Yuan, who lost his dragon-scaled clothes, gradually fell into the dangerous situation he is now in, where he almost ran out of oil.

The two rounds of "Broken Dragon" and "Through the Heart" coincide with each other. If Qingyan and we want to help our aunt, Mrs. Long Shao, to successfully transform into a dragon, we must find a way to destroy this bridge without causing any trouble.

While the two were thinking about their strategy.

We suddenly felt a strong and extremely strong resentment rising suddenly from the direction of Yunhe Bridge.

"Come on, something seems to have happened. Come over and take a look."

"Huchi. Huchiyunheqiao is about to arrive. You have to go to Mr. Hu to sue the officials. Do you suspect that there is no justice in the world?"

Wang Meifu, who was dressed as an old Confucian and had gray hair, was panting heavily, his chest rising and falling violently like a bellows, and he felt that his mouth and nose were already filled with the smell of blood.

But I still dragged my right leg, which was bitten by a hound and was bloody, back step by step without stopping for a moment.

Woof woof woof.

Just because of the crazy barking of dogs in front of me, the voices of people shouting and chasing are getting closer and closer.

Ninghai Prefecture must leave the scope of Yunhe County and the sphere of influence of these beasts, so that the man who died tragically cannot get justice.

However, just when I stepped off Yunhe Bridge with one foot.

A sharp arrow shot through the air and shot through my intact left leg like lightning, causing me to fall to the ground with a "pop".

But I gritted my teeth and continued to crawl backwards while holding on to the cracks in the bricks with both hands.

The weak resentment burned like a flame outside my chest, and I kept repeating:

"Justice! Justice! Justice!"

At that time, several loud voices sounded in front of me, causing my crawling movements to finally come to a halt.

"Hahaha, that old dog will really go to Mr. Hu to complain to me, and no one will help me, right?"

"The chief officials of the four counties and one prefecture of Dengzhou Prefecture all went to the Xue Mansion for a banquet yesterday. Where else can I find anyone? Poor, poor."

"Uncle Zhao, who is in charge of Mr. Hu, is probably still having a banquet with you and other fathers at this moment.

Sue you? Seek justice? Does that old dog know that you are the justice of Yunhe County? Hahaha"

But it was Xiaosi who was making fun of me because of my own limitations.

Old Runing Haizhou turned around, as if he wanted to eat people. He glared at the eight young men in golden clothes who were leading the pursuers, gritted his teeth and shouted angrily:

"Beasts! Those eight beasts! Give your man his life back!"

I mean, it was dark at night, and I could still recognize the eight people even if they turned into ashes.

We are the sons of the magistrate of Yunhe County, the county magistrate (in charge of food and horses), and the chief secretary (in charge of patrols). We are also the respected murderers of our own sons!

Upon hearing my tearful accusation, the county magistrate's son Zeng Wentai just laughed:

"Who asked his man to dress up and go out alone? It's all your fault!

Even though Mr. Honda told him that when the two of you were enjoying this beauty together, you still kept shouting: Dad! Save you! Save you!

What can his old dog do to Mr. Honda?

Bah, a mere bedbug dares to go to the county government to sue you?

That king of Xiao Yan will teach him how to behave today!"

Ning Haizhou gasped for air, his whole body was shaking violently, and he screamed with all his strength:

"Ah! Why? Why!

You can endure living like a bug with great care, but you can really let those dog officials trample you to death as casually as a bug!

You, Ning Haizhou, have read the books of sages since you were a child and have been an honest person all your life. Why do you always win with those beasts with their own laws?!

Justice, you just want justice for your man!!!"

Zeng Wentai seemed to have heard a silly joke, and he laughed with everyone in front of him.

"Your Hu family is the Baiwai Hou of Yunhe County, and the Heaven of Baiwai Land! How dare you disobey your parents when you are a mere noble citizen?

Justice? He should go to the underworld to seek justice!"
To be continued...