Laid-off Judge Reemployment

Chapter 103

As soon as Lu Han opened the door, he was stunned. It wasn't the boy who delivered the food outside the door, but Wan Wan.

He poked his head out and looked around, but no one else was there.

"Wanwan, why did you come out alone? Do Boss Jin and Wan Baylor know that you are coming out?"

Wan Wan didn't speak, just looked at him silently.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hands and pressed hard on Lu Han's shoulders. He didn't say hello, and it was a lore as soon as he started!

"Well!"

Lu Han felt that his shoulder blades were about to be crushed by him!Under the weight of his golden body, his legs broke through the ground and sank deeply.

"Wan Wan! What are you doing?!"

Wan Wan didn't answer him, but looked directly behind him.

There was an ominous premonition in Lu Han's heart, he turned his head slowly, and saw Zhang Shu holding something like a jade in his hand, his hand was trembling badly, and he hesitated at the last moment.

"quick!"

Wan Wan said.

At the same time, Lu Han's golden body soared, and his skin began to crack. It seemed that he wanted to summon the judge's evil face to get rid of Wan Wan's control.

"...!"

Zhang Shu had sharp eyes and quick hands, and immediately pressed Wan Wan's severed finger on Lu Han's body.

"Zhang Shu!"

His hoarse voice only had time to call his name, and the vocal cords were petrified, and the petrified part of the judge who hadn't completely transformed was spreading all over his body.

"Shh."

Zhang Shu hugged Lu Han's golden body, and stroked his hair and cheeks.

"I will bring the broad beans back, Lu Han, wait for me."

His eyes froze, with anxiety and doubt in his expression, Zhang Shu couldn't bear to look again.

"Oh, I'm a step late."

Just after Lu Han was completely petrified, Wan Baylor's voice sounded at the door.

"Put me down."

On his back, Jin Wenling hit him a few times, so Wan Baylor had no choice but to stop his posture of Zhu Bajie carrying his wife, and put Jin Wenling down.

"Zhang Shu, your alley is deep enough. Our family Wen Ling is delicate and fleshy and can't walk a long way. I got off the car and asked me to carry it all the way. Where's my little brat?"

"Wan Wan!"

Jin Wenling's eyes were sharp, and she spotted Wanwan hiding behind the door at a glance, and stretched out her hand to drag him out.

"Wen Ling, it hurts, I need a hug."

Wanwan stretched out her severed wound as if she was offering a treasure, the place had already solidified, and it looked as neat as a knife cut with an axe, which shocked Jin Wenling.

"What's going on?!" Jin Wenling raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Shu, which made him shiver uncontrollably. His eyes were no longer restrained as before, showing the majesty of the wrath of the emperor.

"Oh, what's going on, the brat hasn't learned how to lock people up yet, so he can only use his own things to seal others up. It's okay, it's okay, it will grow up in a few days."

Wan Baylor saw Zhang Shu's uneasiness, and smoothed things over, reaching out to pinch Wan Wan's wound.

"It's okay Zhang Shu, don't take it to heart."

"I'm... sorry, because I'm going on an adventure, I have to..."

"Yeah, if you go, Lu Han will definitely follow, and the king will be in trouble when he sees the king."

Wan Baylor circled around Lu Han's golden body.

"The king sees the king?"

"Well, if a person's past life and present life meet, both of them will lose their souls."

Wan Baylor shrugged, picked up Lu Han's golden body and walked into the yard.

"Hey, do you have a warehouse in your house? Put such a big, stupid guy at the door, be careful when the Bureau of Cultural Relics finds you."

"Oh, it's just behind the main room."

Zhang Shu frowned and chased after him.

……

"How? Are you ready?"

Wan Baylor looked at Zhang Shu, whose face was a little pale.

Time travel is not something that every ordinary person has to experience in life, and he also understands how nervous Zhang Shu is.

"If it's too much..."

"No, I can, only I am the most suitable, isn't it?"

Zhang Shu nodded firmly.

Wan Baylor explained to him just now that because of his intervention, the fate of Lu Han's son was changed, so only when he crosses over to stop the loss in time can he be most sure of saving Broad Bean's fate. What's more, this is his family business, and it is impossible for him to let irrelevant people take this risk.

"Zhang Shu, come on."

Wan Wan tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"Bring back the broad beans."

"Oh, I will."

Zhang Shu stood on tiptoe and touched Wan Wan's head.

"let's start."

……

The prison of the Ministry of punishment.

It was dark and all was silent.

There are only a few dim kerosene lamps in the cell, like will-o'-the-wisps flickering with a strange light.

Squeak, squeak.

In the dark corner, there was a small sound of rodents, which was broken by several high-pitched shouts in an instant.

"Oh, it's really cold today, you little bastards will be quite dead, and make me go out to buy wine like a long-term follower."

"I'm ashamed of your mother, it's obvious that you punched and lost again. If you are willing to bet and admit defeat, it has nothing to do with us."

Several officials in green clothes and big hats sat around a small table with a warm charcoal basin under the table, eating wine and vegetables together, and talking high-spiritedly.

"Fortunately, you can still eat. Today, the adults have come up with a new trick, and I will wait on the side. I still have a sore throat from vomiting."

"Who taught you to insist on climbing other people's tall branches, but you have only been with the adults for a few years, and it will be fine after you get used to it. Without that stinky skin, you still look like a pig."

"Okay, okay, you're still in good spirits, don't you see that I'm eating elbow flowers?"

"Hahaha……"

Just as a few people were chatting and laughing, they could hear the sound of chains rattling in the distance.

"What's the sound?"

One of them was a little alert, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and listened carefully.

"I guess it's a mouse, what else can there be?"

"Why do I think it's the noise from the weaving bed?"

"No way, unless those thieves and soldiers don't want to live anymore, who dares to make a little noise while sleeping on the bed."

"If it's not a bed, don't be haunted..."

Having said that, several people were silent.

They always have more or less human lives in their hands, and the old jailers who have been there for many years always have more than a dozen in their hands. It is a lie to say that it is not scary.

"Hey, what are you afraid of, I killed that traitor a while ago, and before he died, he put aside his harsh words, saying that he will never let you go, guess what Master Wu said?"

"How to say?"

Several prisoners put down the food and drink in their hands and listened attentively.

"Master Wu said, 'If you become a ghost, you can grow your eyes, and don't fall into the hands of subordinate officials'!"

"Oh, what you said is that my back is getting cold."

"That's right, Master Wu committed the crime, and suicide is the best way."

"Who said it wasn't."

at the same time.

"Ah!"

Zhang Shu looked as if he had just been rescued from drowning, and opened his eyes suddenly, panting heavily.

As soon as he took two breaths, he was choked by the strong irritating smell around him and coughed twice.

He tried his best to open his eyes wide, but he still couldn't see anything. He thought he might be blind, and wanted to stretch out his hands to shake in front of his eyes. Suddenly, he felt his wrists tighten, and it turned out that his arms were cut backwards and bound. up.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something warm behind him.

That's a person!There is someone behind him!

Zhang Shu's body struggled uncontrollably.

"Don't move, don't move."

Sure enough, there was someone behind him, but the voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"You don't dare to move the bed if you sleep on it, Master Wu will be annoyed, Master Wu will be annoyed, everyone in the bed will... ahhhhhh!"

The voice behind him was originally sleepy, as if he was talking in his sleep, but suddenly, for some reason, he raised his voice and screamed loudly.

"Ghost! Ghost! Help me, sir! The person who was dragged out yesterday is alive!"

In the darkness, Zhang Shu felt that his body was completely tied up and could not move. He didn't know why the people behind him were so frightened. The desolate scream made all his muscles tense, and he also struggled After a few clicks, soon, the sound of cups and plates falling to the ground and the sound of chaotic footsteps were heard in the distance.

"What are you arguing about? I don't want to live anymore. I'm sleeping on a bed for the first day?"

Following an angry and impatient voice, a faint candlelight came from afar.

Zhang Shu saw an ancient man.

Except for people in Lu Han's small circle, this was the first time he had truly seen an ancient person who once lived on this earth, and he knew clearly that this person was dead in his own time and space.

The Tsing Yi hat and the Taiping waist knife are similar to those in the film and television dramas, he is dressed as a prison guard.

As the candlelight approached, Zhang Shu had a complete look at where he was, and he, who was already a bit of a clean freak, couldn't help feeling sick. He finally knew what the woven bed they were talking about was.

Zhang Shu raised his neck slightly, and looked from top to bottom, many people including him, like sardine cans, were locked one by one on a very small and narrow bed. In the large prison cell, dozens of adult men were crowded with each other, their heads and feet facing each other, one by one neatly, like a giant meat skewer.

"What mourning! Seeing that Mr. Wu is not on duty today, you are all against me, I can... ah ah ah!"

The sound came from far to near, and the jailer walked into the vicinity of the woven bed where the prisoners were lined up, still cursing, but the moment he saw Zhang Shu, this arrogant and domineering arrogance disappeared, and the fire in his hand fell off. It fell to the ground, and with the sound of the jailer crying for father and mother, the last light in the room went out again...