Shocking the Whole Internet! You Are Not a Psychologist at All! - Chapter 445
c445 Premise and support, Dr. Chen’s exclusive six-tube magic weapon
The sentence “Judge” almost scared all the mortals in the room to paralysis.
Everyone is one of them, and they would never dream of it.
The legendary judge will appear in front of them one day.
“Brother Chen’s illustrious reputation has been heard by many even though Qian lives deep in the Chenghuang Pavilion.”
“What happened today was all caused by the incompetence of my subordinates.”
“Brother Chen, please give me some face, and I will bring these monsters back to the Chenghuang Pavilion and deal with them according to the law.”
Everyone was nervous and couldn’t help but look at each other.
Where did Chen Yu come from to make the judge so polite?
According to folklore records.
The Chenghuang Pavilion in Hangzhou was built during the Southern Song Dynasty.
The judge in the Chenghuang Pavilion was a distant relative of King Qian during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period.
It is said that this person’s soul lingers around the world for hundreds of years after his death.
After the Chenghuang Pavilion was established, the City God traveled around.
By chance he met this man and accepted him as a judge.
An ancient man from more than a thousand years ago was polite to a modern young man.
Is Chen Yu’s identity better than that of a judge?
Chen Yu sneered and said, “Judge Qian, right?”
An imperceptible scowl flashed across the judge’s smiling face.
“I wonder what Brother Chen can teach me?”
Immediately, Judge Qian’s angry expression disappeared in a flash.
Chen Yu said: “Are you related to me?”
Hearing this, Judge Qian frowned, shook his head and said, “I have never been related to him.”
“Are you a beauty?”
“Brother Chen is joking. I am a man, how can I be a woman?”
“Are you my son?”
“you!”
As soon as these words came out, the smile on Judge Qian’s face disappeared.
“What are you?”
Chen Yu said unceremoniously: “You are neither a relative of mine, nor a peerless beauty, nor my son.”
“Why should I give you face?”
“unlucky.”
After saying that, Chen Yu spat out thick phlegm on the ground.
“Smiling in front of others, but MMP behind the scenes.”
“I’m a living person, and I have no interest in being brothers with a dead ghost like you.”
“Chen Yu, don’t bully others too much!”
Judge Qian lowered his face and said gloomily: “Monsters and ghosts are causing trouble in the world. It is true that the City God’s Pavilion was not inspected, but as I just said, the City God’s Pavilion is short of manpower, so occasional oversights are inevitable.”
“Although you are a monk in the human world, I am the judge of the underworld. In terms of status, I am far superior to you.”
“I was polite to you earlier, not because I was afraid of you, but to express my apology.”
If it weren’t for the fact that Chen Yu had the handle, and Chen Yu had a lot of merit.
Judge Qian would not talk nonsense to him at all.
He directly ordered someone to seduce Chen Yu’s ghost.
Please give him a taste of what it means to have a human heart as strong as iron and an official as powerful as a furnace.
“Judge of the underworld, you are really putting your face on the line.”
“As a judge of the City God’s Pavilion, you are far behind the four great judges of the underworld.”
“If you give them money, they will be called a defective patrol. If you don’t give them money, can you let them live free for a hundred years?”
Chen Yu transformed into a professional oral gymnast and made Judge Qian change his face.
The surrounding villagers, the Dong brothers, the Weasel father and his daughter were all frightened.
Even if Judge Qian is not the judge of the underworld, he is still a system after all.
If he starts a fight directly, isn’t Chen Yu afraid of retaliation?
At this moment.
Anyone can tell that Judge Qian is not a good person.
The Weasel father and his daughter have been at large for hundreds of years, relying on the blessing of Judge Qian.
The offerings that the father and daughter turned in every year must also be given to the judge.
“Chen…Dr. Chen, he…he is a judge.”
Chen Yu came here to solve problems for the Dong family. Now that he has offended the judge of Chenghuang Pavilion, Dong Mingshan must express his feelings.
“so what.”
Chen Yu glanced at Judge Qian disdainfully.
This bastard is not only protecting Taoist Yunxiao and his daughter.
I have done so many immoral things.
The old ghost tied up by the soul seduction rope is the ghost horse boy of Taoist Yunxiao whom he lent.
The old ghost possessed Dong’s mother’s body and pretended to make the coffin look heavy.
After being warned by Chen Yu’s three palms, the old ghost fled.
The evil spirit did not die, and he started to play corpse fraud.
Seeing that the matter was about to be exposed, he jumped out and shouted to catch the thief.
Do you want face?
“Ignorant young man, I will not argue with you. I will quickly capture two demons and one ghost, and bring them back to the City God’s Pavilion for a formal punishment.”
As soon as the words fell, the eight ghost servants standing on both sides of Judge Qian turned into eight streams of black smoke and rushed straight towards him.
Chen Yu was covered in golden light and shouted: “Lao Meng, come on.”
“coming!”
With a shout, everyone heard the crisp sound of glass breaking.
A man entered through the window and threw something to Chen Yu from a distance.
“Holy shit…”
Seeing the thing thrown over, Dong Mingshui’s eyes bulged and he seriously suspected that he had seen it wrong.
How could Chen Yu have such a weapon!
The next second, Chen Yu caught the magic weapon thrown by Meng Dahai in an extremely chic gesture.
One hand holds the premise, the other holds the back, and the flat end is a bright red six-tube magic weapon.
“???”
Judge Qian was confused.
He has seen a lot of Buddhist and Taoist magical instruments, but he has never seen anything as weird as this.
Even if you don’t understand it, you can’t understand it, and it doesn’t affect Judge Qian’s fear of this magical weapon at all.
The entire magical instrument is made of red copper and is surrounded by strong aura.
“Da da da……”
Along with bursts of harsh sounds, the black smoke turned into by the eight Chenghuang Pavilion ghosts seemed to be beaten into a sieve by the magic weapon.
“…”
Judge Qian doesn’t know this thing, but the Dong brothers do.
“Brother, is this the legendary Gatling?”
Dong Mingshui asked in shock.
“probably……”
Dong Mingshui’s eyes went straight, and his brain shut down for a moment.
The scenes that happened before my eyes were beyond the comprehension of normal people.
Behind the old mother’s fake corpse lies the monster’s conspiracy to make money.
Not long after, a ghost appeared out of thin air.
Then, the judge of Chenghuang Pavilion brought people over to catch the ghosts and collect them.
Then he encountered Chen Yu’s oral greeting.
The two parties fought hard, and Chen Yu actually held a Gatling weapon.
This is all nonsense.
Gatling fights ghosts, and the judge of the City God’s Pavilion protects monsters.
Even TV dramas would not dare to write this.
“Chen Yu, stop it quickly!!!”
Judge Qian’s heart was bleeding, and the eight ghosts were his confidants.
In an instant, all eight ghosts disappeared into thin air.
What is the origin of the magic weapon in Chen Yu’s hand?
Why is it so powerful?
The projectiles fired are obviously soybeans that are common among the people. Why are there strong spiritual energy attached to them?
In the Age of Dharma Ending, spiritual energy is scarce in the world.
Shouldn’t human monks treat spiritual energy as life?
“Boss Chen, you don’t have to talk about our craftsmanship, right?”
Meng Dahai said proudly.
“It’s very effective.”
“Hehe, Luban’s secret technique of bronze carving is no ordinary craftsmanship.”
Meng Dahai took out a flower stick and lit it, his face full of arrogance.
“Some time ago I was smoking loose flowers, and I turned into Huazi in one step.”
“Lao Meng, you’re a little distracted.”
Chen Yu teased.
The two of them were chatting and laughing, teasing each other, completely ignoring Judge Qian who was about to explode with anger. (End of chapter)