Daming King of Punishment

"It's nothing urgent, just to see what the young master's plans are for today, do we still have to enter the Black Wind Mountain?"

Speaking of this Black Wind Mountain, Song Wuya saw a flash of fear on the county magistrate's face.It seems that what happened yesterday made him fearful of the Black Wind Mountain.

After thinking for a while, Song Wuya shook his head: "I don't think we should go today, let the brothers have a good rest."

It has to be like this, after all, the mysteries in Heifeng Mountain cannot be solved, and there is no need to go in.He felt that he should go again to see what this so-called black slave mountain ghost was.

"My lord! I have nothing to do today. I didn't sleep well last night. I want to rest today. Let's talk about anything tomorrow." Song Wuya dismissed the county magistrate and continued to eat breakfast.

The county magistrate was eager for Song Wuya to say that, and immediately nodded with a smile: "Okay! Then I will go back to busy with official duties!"

After the county magistrate left, Song Wuya quickly finished his breakfast.He looked at the busy Xiao Er at the side, and wanted to ask a few questions, but finally thought about it and forgot.He got up and walked out of the inn, and came to the street.

The streets in winter are very deserted, and there are not many people on the streets at this time, and there are not many business travelers coming and going during the new year.

"Roasted sweet potatoes! Hot roasted sweet potatoes!"

Not far away, Song Wuya heard such calls.An old man was not far away, driving a carriage, which was directly covered with a clay oven, and baked sweet potatoes were placed on top of it.

However, his voice should not be very good, and few people passing by around him stopped.

"Huh!" Song Wuya just glanced at it, was suddenly startled, and immediately walked over.

"Young master, would you like a sweet potato? It's a cold day, so here's a steaming one!"

Seeing Song Wuya approaching, the old man hurriedly picked up one of his sweet potatoes and began selling them.However, the reason why Song Wuya came here was not the sweet potato, but the burning thing in the fiery hearth.

"Grandpa, are you burning charcoal in this stove?"

Song Wuya asked a question, and when the old man heard this, he knew that Song Wuya was not here to buy sweet potatoes, so he shrank his hands and put the sweet potatoes back.

"Master, you have good eyesight! You can even recognize this thing!" The old man praised Song Wuya, which also explained that this thing is charcoal fire.

Song Wuya had already recognized this thing, but he still asked.Now that I heard this answer, I was even more puzzled.

"The south is also rich in this product?" Song Wuya asked again.

"Hey! To be honest, I have lived for nearly sixty years, old man, and I only discovered this thing this year." The old man smiled and said, "If it weren't for the blacksmith in our village, I would only think that these black stones are smoke. What about the stone after the fire!"

It is true that there is little coal in the south, and in this social situation, people can't mine it at all.

"The blacksmith in your village knows this thing? Where did you find it?" Song Wuya became interested. He remembered the black dragon and asked again.

"Yes! The blacksmith in our village went to Shanxi to learn how to make pots when he was young, so he happened to know this thing!" The old man told Song Wuya the truth without hiding anything. "I, the old man, accidentally found this thing on an infrequently walked road outside the mountain forest. I never thought that I would take a piece back and find a treasure."

The old man said complacently, which made Song Wuya more suspicious, and hurriedly asked: "The forest you mentioned is the forest outside Heifeng Mountain?"

"Exactly!" The old man said without hesitation: "Yesterday, old man, I also saw the black dragon appearing. This charcoal fire must be the black dragon's gift to me!"

This sudden harvest made Song Wuya immediately recognize the so-called black dragon he saw that day.It happened to be similar to the black dust storms he had seen, probably caused by the wind blowing coal into the sky.Just as he was thinking about this, an idea flashed through his mind, making him laugh immediately.

"Master! Pick me two sweet ones!" Song Wuya was happy, and he didn't forget to take care of the old man's business, so he immediately ordered two sweet potatoes.

The old man thought that Song Wuya was just curious about the charcoal fire, so he came to ask, but he didn't expect to buy his roasted sweet potatoes.Immediately took two big ones from the stove, wrapped them in hemp paper and handed them to Song Wuya.

"My lord, the old man hasn't opened yet! These two sweet potatoes, give me two cents!"

The polite old man warmed Song Wuya's heart, and immediately took out a piece of broken silver and put it in his hand.

"This..." The old man immediately showed bitterness when he saw it: "I can't find this old man, this... these two sweet potato old men, give it to the young master."

Seeing that the old man wanted to return the money again, Song Wuya waved his hand directly: "You said that! It's not easy to make some money in this cold weather, remember my face, next time I come to buy sweet potatoes, you won't charge me That's it."

After saying this, Song Wuya immediately turned around and walked towards the inn.The old man looked at his back, put away the money, and said excitedly: "This young man is really a good man!"

Song Wuya who went straight back to the inn saw that Bai Zhuo hadn't woken up yet, so he slapped him awake.

"Brother Bai, don't sleep, don't sleep, get up and eat!"

Bai Zhuo really didn't have a good rest. Hearing Song Wuya's words, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Brother Wuya, just let me sleep for a while!"

Song Wuya didn't say a word, he directly opened the sweet potato, and immediately a scent filled the air.Bai Zhuo, who couldn't open his eyes just now, suddenly sat up.

"Huh! Roasted sweet potato! It smells so good!" Bai Zhuo immediately regained his energy when he saw the sweet potato, snatched it from Song Wuya's hand, and started to eat it in big mouthfuls.After a few mouthfuls, he mumbled: "Brother Wu Ya, where did you buy it? I haven't eaten baked sweet potatoes for a long time. Today is really a blessing!"

These two roasted sweet potatoes made Bai Zhuo feel much better, after eating, he immediately got out of bed.

"Brother Wuya, when did you get up?" Bai Zhuo looked at Song Wuya's appearance and knew that Song Wuya had already had breakfast.

"I got up for a while, went outside for a while, and saw an old man selling it, so I bought two." Song Wuya replied with a smile, he is in a very good mood now, after all, there are no sweet potatoes today. Buying it for nothing gave him a lot of gains.

After leaving the inn, Song Wuya looked around, he was sure now.Still thinking about what I said yesterday, I went straight to the prison.

"Brother prison chief, please take me to see Zhao Manshan!" Song Wuya directly explained his purpose, and the prison chief naturally knew Song Wuya's identity.

He immediately showed embarrassment: "My lord, Zhao Manshan has been summoned by the grandfather!"

"Huh? The county magistrate summoned him away? What is he going to do?" Song Wuya frowned, very confused about this matter.

He immediately bowed his hands to say goodbye to the prison chief, and hurried towards the county government office.

Song Wuya soon arrived at the gate of the county government office. As soon as he reached the gate, a group of officers and soldiers stopped him.

"Who! Dare to trespass in the courtroom? Get back quickly!"

Those officers and soldiers blocked the way of Song Wuya and Bai Zhuo, yelling sharply.Seeing this scene, Song Wuya felt extremely puzzled, why the county magistrate was replaced by officers and soldiers, the county magistrate does not have the right to dispatch officers and soldiers.

"Get out of the way quickly, don't you know our identities?" Bai Zhuo was annoyed. Before, they treated Song Wuya and himself with respect and respect, but now they acted so deceitfully that Bai Zhuo Where can I see it.

Bai Zhuo's sudden drink stunned the officers and soldiers, but immediately after he spoke, the officers and soldiers became angry, pulled out the saber from his waist, and said fiercely: "Take these two down for me!"

A group of officers and soldiers immediately surrounded Song Wuya and Bai Zhuo, and were about to attack immediately.

"Please slow down!"

Just when those officers and soldiers were about to make a move, a cry came from the county government office, and the county magistrate ran out quickly.

"Don't do it, don't do it! These two sons are noble people!" The county magistrate rescued the two of them.

Just behind the county magistrate, several officers and soldiers escorted Zhao Manshan out.

Seeing that Zhao Manshan was covered in blood, Song Wuya immediately said angrily: "Lord county magistrate! You should give me an explanation for this matter!"

"Young Master Song, you need to listen to the explanation from the lower official! This is definitely not what the lower official did..." The county magistrate hurriedly explained.

Before he finished speaking, a fat guy walked out after the officers and soldiers who escorted Zhao Manshan.This guy had a mustache, looked at the county magistrate with disdain, and said coldly.

"As a county magistrate, why do you have to be so condescending to these two little boys? You have insulted the authority so much. If the governor knows, you may be the county magistrate!" The fat man with the mustache said slowly. Walking over, he stood in front of Song Wuya, looked him up and down, then left and right, and waved his right hand behind his back: "Take it down for me, and put it in jail!"