At this time, Zhao Dahe seemed to have no bones, collapsed into a pool of mud and was dragged by two little ghosts to hell.

As soon as he entered, a series of screams came from Zhao Dahe's ears, and he was even more scared to death on the spot.

In the past, he had only heard some legends in hell, but now he has witnessed them with his own eyes, which is almost like a slaughterhouse.

Not far from him, a woman was tied to a pillar, her tongue was clamped with a special torture instrument, and another little ghost pulled the other end of the torture instrument and kept retreating, pulling the woman's tongue out of her mouth.

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang in Zhao Dahe's ears:

"Mr. Zhao, did you see that? This is called tongue-pulling punishment, which is specifically punishing those who like to spread rumors, turn things around, and spread rumors during their lifetime.

This woman was a tongue-in-law during her lifetime, so she was punished as she deserved after her death.”

"You...who are you?"

Zhao Dahe looked at Mo Ziming who appeared in front of him out of thin air with a daze.

Mo Ziming smiled, but did not respond to Zhao Dahe's question, and raised his hand and pointed to the other side.

Over there, a man was pressed on the table with his hands, and another little ghost was holding a pair of two-foot-long pairs of scissors, cutting off the man's fingers one by one, causing the man to scream in pain.

"Old Song?"

After seeing the other party clearly, Zhao Dahe couldn't help but exclaim.

This person and Zhao Dahe are considered old acquaintances. They serve as the county magistrate in the neighboring county of Jinning County. The two often interact with each other.

Not long ago, Lao Songxin took a concubine and took a lot of medicine to please her, and she had to work hard all night.

As a result, I lost my life.

“Ah~”

The response to Zhao Dahe was Lao Song's changing voice of pigs.

Ten fingers connect to the heart, and each piece is cut off, you can imagine how painful it is.

Even after seeing it, Zhao Dahe felt dizzy, but he wanted to be dizzy but couldn't get over it.

"Mr. Zhao, did you see that? This is called the scissors hell. This dog official likes to collect black money during his lifetime, so he has to accept this punishment after his death to show the cause and effect of not reaching out.

And there, that's called steamer hell... there are also sword mountain hell, copper pillar hell, oil pot hell... and so on.

Given the crimes committed by Lord Zhao, the punishments of these eighteen levels of hell must be tasted one after another."

"No, young master, save me, save me... I don't want to put the oil pan, don't put the oil pan..."

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Another familiar voice came from Zhao Dahe's ears.

It's the master.

"Um?"

Zhao Dahe suddenly woke up.

When he stared at him, he was still sitting upright on the Grand Master's chair, and the yamen runners below looked at him with strange expressions.

Mo Ziming looked like he was smiling.

What the hell is going on?

Zhao Dahe was sweating coldly and sore all over, as if he had tried his best to struggle out of the quagmire.

He glanced at Mo Ziming with some fear, and had already guessed in his heart that it was probably the other party's move.

But the experience just now is so real, everything is still vivid in my mind.

Especially the scene where Lao Song received the punishment made him even more frightened.

Don’t stretch out your hand, you will be caught!

These words echoed in my ears over and over again.

"Sir, you..."

Seeing that Zhao Dahe seemed to have lost his spirit, the master couldn't help calling again.

"Don't talk!"

Zhao Dahe waved his hand impatiently, and subconsciously glanced at Mo Ziming, his eyes full of surprise and fear.

"Sir, do you still need to show evidence of Qiao Sheng and Lian Cheng's resurrection from the dead?"

"No, no, no, no, no, it's all my fault that I was confused and fell into clichés for a moment.

Although this incident of resurrection from the dead is bizarre, since there is such a legend among the people, it means that it is not impossible..."

When he heard this, Young Master Wang was shocked and shouted: "Sir, how can you believe that guy's words? He..."

"Ba~"

“Bold!”

Zhao Dahe slapped the gavel.

"I didn't let you speak, but you interrupted me again and again. The person who came, I'll give me twenty slap my mouth."

“Yes~”

Although the yamen runners were very surprised, since the adults issued the order, they could only execute it.

"Sir, sir, have you made a mistake..."

Mr. Wang was so anxious that he yelled.

"Stop it! Give me a slap!"

Zhao Dahe shouted again in anger.

"Yes, sir!"

Seeing that the lord was really angry, the yamen runner who was executed was not polite. One picked up Young Master Wang, and the other held a bamboo piece in his hand and had sex with him...

At that moment, Young Master Wang made his blood splash and screamed in pain.

Shi Juren was stunned by such a change...

How did this dog official change his attitude so quickly? He was still yelling to ask Mo Ziming to provide evidence, and in a blink of an eye, he tortured Young Master Wang.

Could it be...

Shi Juren recalled that Zhao Dahe had inexplicably called help before and said that he would not put the oil pan or something, and he had a vague guess in his heart.

As a result, he also believed that Mo Ziming was not an ordinary person, but a hidden master.

Seeing that the young master was beaten, the three servants were so scared that they trembled and didn't dare to let one of them go.

Before he could finish the 20-minute beat, Young Master Wang was anxious, angry, embarrassed and painful, and fainted.

However, the yamen runners in charge of the punishment did not stop, and they still fought twenty before they came forward to report.

"Take a basin of cold water to suck him up."

"yes!"

Soon, someone brought a basin of cold water to soak it that day, and Young Master Wang finally woke up slowly.

At this time, he could no longer feel the pain...because the pain was numb.

"Bang~"

Zhao Dahe slapped the gavel and began to declare the verdict.

"The young master Wang led the evil servants to break into the Shi Mansion without authorization, and injured the Shi Mansion servants, punished 30 sticks, and punished 30 taels of silver to compensate the Shi Man and the injured.

Given that he had just been sentenced, the punishment for the poach can be postponed for seven days.

Three servants helped the evildoer and each of them was thirty-year-old, and they were executed in court.

In addition, the engagement between Wang Dashao and Liancheng was made by the Wang family using improper means. Now I declare that the engagement is invalid..."

After the sentence was here, he couldn't help but glance at Mo Ziming, and asked with a smile: "Young Master, do you think this judgment is reasonable? Is there anyone who needs to be supplemented?"

"Haha, Lord Zhao, you should ask Mr. Shi about this, after all, he is the person involved."

"I have no objection!"

Shi Juren replied immediately.

For him, it doesn’t matter whether he wants to compensate. The key is that he just cancels the engagement between his daughter and Mr. Wang.

"That's good, that's good..."

Zhao Dahe couldn't help but raise his hand and wiped a cold sweat.

After the case was settled, Shi Juren naturally thanked him very much and invited Mo Ziming to visit Shi's mansion, saying that he would treat him well and give him a lot of rewards.

However, Mo Ziming politely refused and left.

He was not greedy for any reward for helping Shi Juren, but a way to fish.

On the surface, this case has come to an end.
To be continued...