Hearing his words, everyone present, including Wu Ya, was stunned. Although these people had said some evil things about the Lord of the Guangming Branch before, they had never done anything like this to the point of ruining their families.
"I have collected a lot of his bad things over the years, so that one day I can take revenge on him, and one day I can find someone who can kill him. I can give these to you, but before that I want to know who you are.
Who wants to do what?"
"I am the God of Death. Recently, I have received many reports about the Temple of Light using its divine power to do evil for Huang Zi. Naturally, my purpose is to harvest his life." Wu Ya said gloomily, feeling happy in his heart. He did not expect that things would turn out like this. He thought
There must be ugly things when you pass the Temple of Light, but not necessarily that many. Maybe you have to change cities, but I didn’t expect that I won the lottery with the first one.
The beggars were stunned and all looked suspiciously.
"Okay, then Lord Death, these are the evil things he has done over the years, which also involve other priests in the Guangming Branch Temple, and even old priests who have retired to retire. I wonder if you can harvest them too.
?" This beggar seemed to have directly believed that Wu Ya was the God of Death. In fact, it didn't matter to him whether it was true or not. He just wanted to see his enemy die immediately.
Wu Ya took the tattered book handed over by the beggar without even looking at it. He put it directly into his arms, threw the gold coins out and turned around to leave. The beggars went crazy and grabbed the gold coins quickly, in the blink of an eye.
The shadow of the gold coins was no longer visible, and no beggar made any drastic move, because the God of Death... subconsciously raised his head after grabbing the gold coins.
The God of Death was still walking in the alley, but at some point there was a huge black sickle behind him. In the cold wind of the night, it looked weird and eerie, and I couldn't help but shudder.
"Is he really the God of Death?" A beggar muttered to himself.
"No matter what kind of god he is, even if he is a demon, as long as he kills that villain in the Temple of Light, I will believe in him from now on." The hateful beggar said gloomily: "Even if he wants to eat me, there is no problem."
Wu Ya has never thought about asking others to believe in him. Saying that he is the God of Death is just a temporary idea. You must give these beggars an identity. You can't say that I am a certain soldier from the Xuanbing Empire. It is best to be mysterious.
A little bit. And he was an informant in his previous life. He knew that if he succeeded tomorrow, these beggars would help spread the word. The matter would definitely be spread out quickly.
Wu Ya didn't know what his impromptu incident would bring to this theocratic country.
It was still a cold street. There was a huge scythe behind the strange figure in the black hooded magician robe. The strange figure was a little erratic. A child who got up to pee looked at him with misty eyes and almost cried.
I came out, but when I looked again, the figure had disappeared. Is it a hallucination? For children, of course it is not, but a ghost...
If he calls the adults over at this time, the adults will never believe him.
Naturally, Wu Ya couldn't just take a walk to the Guangming Branch Hall. Of course, he had to use Ghost Sword Intent and Shadow Killing Technique. Otherwise, it would be fine if he was seen by a child, but it would be troublesome if he was seen by a guard. Fortunately, the journey was smooth.
"If I guess correctly, this should be a carriage belonging to a certain noble lady?"
In the carriage shed in the backyard of the Guangming Branch Hall, a coachman in formal clothes was taking a nap with his chin on his hands. Suddenly, he heard a strange sound. He didn't know whether it was a dream or reality, but he was used to this high-quality life. Among the high-ranking coachmen,
Every time he comes home, he likes to show off his luxurious life as a coachman. That is to say, where did I take so-and-so to go today? I subconsciously raised my head and chest and said: "This is the carriage of the second wife of the city lord. The second lady is here."
At that time, he was praying for our city lord in the palace."
"Why haven't you gone back so late?"
"Of course it won't be until tomorrow morning that the God of Light can be moved." The coachman said matter-of-factly. It seemed that this was not the first time that he had fallen asleep with his chin in his hands. After saying this, he seemed to realize that he was awake, so he raised his head.
, looked around, and then he almost jumped up in shock, but when he rubbed his eyes again, the strange figure carrying the sickle disappeared again.
Is it a dream or reality?
The strange figure had floated into the Guangming Branch Hall, showing a mean smile when no one was around, "I said, do you still think I am shameless? Reality is always more ridiculous than imagined, and people's hearts are so ugly sometimes."
The soldiers and spirits were silent. Wu Ya had just said before that he would capture the city lord's wife, strip her naked and frame her, but now there is no need to frame her.
"Master, it seems that you are a better person than them." Little sister Feng Ying suddenly made a comment.
Wu Ya raised his head and straightened his chest, showing a proud look on his face. The originally silent Sky Swallowing Sword began to buzz again, as if he was rolling his eyes. Wu Ya did not roll his eyes, but took out the notebook given by the beggar.
His eyes fell on the information of the Branch Hall Master, his eyes flickered a few times, and he quickly found the room where the Branch Hall Master was. He didn't know if the Branch Hall Master had done too many bad things, and the surrounding decorations
There are a lot of hidden magics, but unfortunately for Wu Ya, these are all just clouds.
"Sir, we can't go on like this. What if..." A female voice came from inside. It was a little weak. It seemed that she had just finished her work. Wu Ya guessed it right. Any kind of blessing moved the God of Light.
Liarous lies.
"Nothing goes wrong, so what if I'm discovered? His city lord may not be able to kill me..."
"The city can't touch you, but I can touch you."
Wu Ya was just too lazy to listen to their chirping, but the low and gloomy voice had already appeared, and the scythes were intertwined. It was the first time that Wu Ya used the move of the Demon Scythe Weapon Spirit in assassination. It turned out that he was so good at it.
The master's race might be engaged in assassination. Unfortunately, this soldier spirit is still going crazy, leaving Wu Ya's little curiosity unfilled.
The huge scythe hooked the branch hall master's neck, and the blade had sunk slightly into his neck. He no longer dared to make a sound, and even forgot to activate magic. Assassination has always been the best way to deal with magicians with extremely poor close-quarters abilities.
.
This branch of the palace master is naturally stronger than Wu Ya, but he is already dying.
At this moment, the Branch Hall Master's eyes widened, because there was a tattered book opened in front of him. He stared at the words on it. He had completely lost the power to resist. Everything on it was
His sin.
"Tell me, which other Guangming Hall masters in Piaoxue Province are guilty of sins?" Wu Ya's voice sounded in his ears.
"You, who are you?"
"Death reaps sin."
"I'm telling you, can you let me go?" Even the beggar didn't believe that Wu Ya was a god of death, and the branch hall master naturally didn't believe it either, but at this time, he had to believe it even if he couldn't. At least for him, he was the one holding the sickle behind him.
of death.
"It is said that to eliminate evil is to do good. Tell me and you will be given a lighter punishment." Wu Ya said nonsensically.
"What kind of leniency?"
"Abolish your magic." Wu Ya replied coldly.
"I said, I said..."
People who are full of evil are often afraid of death. When the branch master heard this, he quickly said that even if he could not live, he would still have a companion by dragging several branch masters to die together. He quickly sent Piaoxue to those he knew.
The "Villain Branch Master" spoke out, and some were even worse than him, as if he wanted to show that he was not actually the most damned one.
"Thank you! Then, you can die!" Wu Ya had no intention of sparing him. Seeing the unwilling look in the branch hall master's eyes, Wu Ya just smiled and said: "When you die, your magic will naturally follow.
abolition."
"Well, well..."
After finishing dealing with the sub-hall master, Wu Ya's eyes fell on the second wife of the city master on the bed. Women like to scream the most, so Wu Ya sealed her mouth when he came in. Wu Ya just said lightly
He looked at her with a look, knocked her unconscious with a wave of his hand, then tore out the crime and punishment page belonging to the branch master in the book, took the second lady's hairpin, and nailed it next to the branch master's body.
, the blood flowed through the yellowed paper, but it could not cover up the black fonts inside.
Following the same pattern, Wu Ya killed all the people in the book. After killing them, he tore off the paper and nailed it next to them. No wonder those perverted criminals also like to leave the same method for others to see. It turns out that they also have a sense of accomplishment.
Wu Ya would also confirm when he killed these people, and the facts proved that there were no mistakes or omissions in the beggar's notebook.
"Click..."
He took off the huge emblem on the Guangming Branch Hall, put it into the space ring, and gradually disappeared into the night with the sickle on his back.
It was getting brighter, Wu Ya was no longer in Qiang Bing City, but in another city close to Qiang Bing City. It wasn't until dawn that he walked out of the Guangming Branch of this city. There was no way, although this branch wanted to kill people
There are relatively few people in this city, but there are no people in this city who can collect criminal evidence and write it down in a notebook like the beggar, so we can only let these dead people write it themselves.
Yes, after he killed Qiang Bingcheng, he went to the second city based on the information from the branch master of Qiang Bingcheng.
The shocking thing about doing it is, of course, because the distance between the two cities is very close, otherwise the time spent on the road would make it impossible for him to achieve it. Now, his wind-driving eagles are everywhere looking for him.
Taking advantage of the early morning breeze, Wu Ya returned to Qiang Bing City comfortably. At this time, he was no longer dressed as he was last night, but a somewhat elegant magician. Naturally, when he arrived, the whole city was already surrounded by people.
With the blockade, you can only enter but not leave. Naturally, he who wants to enter the city will not be suspected. The street has become extremely lively, and everyone is discussing...
Based on public discussions, Wu Ya knew that what happened last night had been completely spread, and the papers nailed next to the body had also been widely circulated. Of course, the most discussed matter was the affair of the second lady Hongxing.
To be continued...)
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