After counting Fang Fang's crimes, Yu Sheng angrily pointed at Fang Fang: "I owe all of this to him."
The scene was quiet for a moment, and everyone stared blankly at Yu Sheng and Fang Wuzhu.
"This, this," Fu Nan felt that Yu Sheng's words were a bit outrageous, "The boar's exhaustion and the pig's death shouldn't have anything to do with him, right?"
"Why doesn't it matter? If he hadn't blackmailed the Gou family and demanded money, would Boss Gou take the breeding pigs to four or five places a day?"
Yu Sheng gestured, "A big breeding pig was forced to see through the world of mortals. That thing will no longer be successful and can only become meat on the chopping board."
"This man is so heartless." Yu Sheng shouted.
Fang Fang took the paper in his hand and saw that his crimes were listed one by one.
He suddenly panicked, "Huh, that's nonsense. I have evidence that you killed Wang Wuzhu!"
He wanted to bring the focus back to Wang Wuzhu's death, so as not to let the rest of his life become the guest.
Yu Sheng said angrily: "You still dare to slander me when things are about to happen. You have evidence. Where is the evidence?"
After a while, Fang Fang realized that the oil-paper umbrella had long been destroyed by Yu Sheng, and the long-haired ghost under the umbrella was nowhere to be found, perhaps in Yu Sheng's hands.
"There are ghosts as proof."
"Where is the ghost?"
"In the oil-paper umbrella, you destroyed my oil-paper umbrella." Fang Wuzhu pointed at Yu Sheng, "Back then..."
"Pa", Yu Sheng whipped me again, "You bastard, it's not smart to frame him."
Fang Fang dodged again, and the brother standing behind took the whipping on his behalf.
The brother became confused again, and for a while he didn't know where he was going.
For the rest of my life, I feel sorry for this big brother, but the drama cannot stop.
He said loudly: "I also accused you of raping a sow, but you killed and ate the evidence. Can this also be used as evidence?"
He once remembered that Fang Wuzhu had a great reaction to the sow incident when he was insulting her casually in the inn.
"You, you..." Fang Wuzhu was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"As the commander of the Ghost Suppression Department, I shoulder the important task of clearing out the scum of the Ghost Suppression and restoring the innocence of the witch academy. Come here and capture this scum of the witch academy for me." Yu Sheng shouted.
"Yes." The Jinyiwei brought by Tian Shi dismounted and surrounded Fang Wuzhu.
"How dare you." Fang Fang was not the only one in the crowd from the Wuyuan, but one person from behind said: "Fang Wuzhu is from our Wuyuan, how could it be you..."
"Such scoundrels have to be protected. Is our witch academy really rotten?" Yu Sheng shouted, interrupting him and raising his head to ask the sky.
After everyone was restrained, he suddenly lowered his head and pointed at the person who spoke, "Or are you saying that you and he are the same party?"
"I..." The speaker wants to argue.
"Stop talking!" Jin Yiwei said in unison.
Yu Sheng said at the right time: "How come our witch monastery is spread all over the four wastelands? It's just because we are as close as brothers to the people, but there are always some moths that go against each other and tarnish the reputation of our witch monastery."
"As a loyal believer in the witch academy, and as the commander of the Ghost Division of Jinyiwei Town, I have the heart and the right to eliminate these moths from our ranks."
"If you don't forget your original intention, you will always succeed, my brothers and sisters." Yu Sheng said.
He wanted to make a heart-wrenching expression, but his acting skills weren't good enough, so he could only imitate a young boy's eyes and frown, acting like a hysterical actor.
"It would be nice if there was an acting system." Yu Sheng complained in his thoughts.
"Anyone who doesn't want to be a cook is not a good actor." The system said coldly.
After grieving for the rest of his life, he said sadly: "Kill to pay for life, debt to pay for money, that's what everyone just said."
"If there is evidence that I killed Wang Wuzhu, I am willing to be punished. Now that the evidence of Fang Wuzhu's blackmail is conclusive, he should be severely punished. Who among you has any opinion?"
Yu Sheng looked up at the crowd. These believers were silent.
Some of them were infected by Yu Sheng's words of "my witch house" and regarded him as one of their own.
Some don't believe it, but they have nowhere to refute it.
Others sneered, but did not dare to boldly justify the equation.
In Yangzhou, the law of the city lord is still higher than that of the witch courtyard, and they dare not shout out that the witch courtyard is beyond the city lord's palace, and the Jin Yiwei has no right to arrest Wu Zhu.
Moreover, when Yu Sheng confronted them, many people gathered on the street.
These people are not crazy believers. Most of them feel that Yu Sheng's words are reasonable and stand with Jin Yiwei.
Tian Shi observed his words and asked his men to seize the opportunity to seize the equation.
"Let me go, he really killed someone. As long as he finds the long-haired ghost..." Fang Fang struggled and loosened his hair.
"Gag your mouth and send him to the Yamen to wait for punishment." Yu Sheng said, "We, the witch master of the witch academy, have always been polite and we can't let him ruin our image."
Jin Yiwei blocked his mouth and pulled him away.
The people behind them were a little unwilling to give in. They just pushed forward and were frightened back by the Jin Yiwei who held the handle of the knife.
These people are not so crazy that they dare to openly confront Jin Yiwei after a loss.
Yu Sheng got off his horse and patted the man who had been whipped twice. "Don't stand behind thieves from now on, otherwise you will get whipped twice for nothing."
He then said to everyone: "Everyone, please go back. This commander wants to discuss with Si Wu the important matter of suppressing ghosts and eliminating the scum like Equation."
The Da Si Wu is the head of Wu Zhu and is in charge of the political orders of one court.
The crowd made a way, and with everyone watching, Yu Sheng walked up the steps and walked under the grimace in the center of the gate of the witch courtyard.
He looked up and saw a ghostly face looking straight at him. If he were anyone else, he would have suddenly felt a sense of awe towards ghosts and gods.
However, this man is still alive, and ghosts are no different from ordinary people in his eyes.
At the entrance of the witch courtyard stood Xiao Zhu, a servant who was not yet a witch Zhu. They looked at Yu Sheng with cold eyes, neither welcoming nor blocking him.
Yu Sheng glanced at them and said loudly: "Why, now the witch academy has become so rude?"
A few words of greeting were exchanged, "People's hearts are not as old as they used to be. People's hearts are not as old as they used to be." Yu Sheng shook his head and walked in the door.
After bypassing the screen wall and the low wall, a courtyard paved with blue bricks appeared in front of us. It was slightly larger, but not as big as the city lord's palace.
The eaves are low and the view is wide, allowing a large cloudy sky to come into view, setting off the black and white witch courtyard, adding solemnity.
Opposite the Xiao Qiang is a large hall, in front of which stands a large bronze tripod with ghost faces and ghost inscriptions carved on it.
In witchcraft belief, this ghost writing is the writing from heaven, and it is also the writing used by witches to communicate with ghosts, practice, and even practice by ghosts.
He didn’t know which Yu Sheng it was, but he was aware of the legend of the witch belief that the witches could reach the sky.
In the legend of the Ten Witches of Lingshan, they ascended to heaven or descended to the human world on Lingshan in the southwest of the wilderness. Even the elixirs grown on Lingshan came from the heaven.
In other words, in the wilderness, the ten witches of Lingshan play the role of communicating between heaven and earth, which is why the witches have many believers.
But I don’t believe this for the rest of my life.
There are three thousand great ways, and everyone believes in his own. As long as he attains the Way, it will be done.
The way of heaven is fair and will not be personified to favor this person, nor will it cause people to suffer disaster because of people's disbelief, contempt and abuse.
It's there, everlasting.
There was a sign hanging on the door of the main hall with the word "spring palace" written on it. For the rest of my life, I almost thought of it as "spring palace".
While Yu Sheng was looking around, a man walked out of the main hall.
He seemed to be in his thirties, but the experience in his eyes made him look forty or fifty years old.
This man was dressed in green brocade clothes, with black hair tied up with a snake-like headband.
In his hand he also held a snake-headed staff, with the snake's head like an open mouth and its ferocious fangs, which was lifelike.
There is a hole in the back of my throat, and for the rest of my life I always feel like a hidden weapon is being shot out, and I can't help but feel frightened.