My inner demons have been scolding me all this time.
"You, you, are dishonest and treacherous! I've even taken off my pants and you're just teasing me like this?"
"Is it possible that you have the power of Longyang? Are you staying up with a charming girl and wandering around the city with an old Taoist priest? Are you sick?"
I pretended I didn't hear it.
Taoist Meng, Gui Che, and I stood in front of a mansion in the city. Behind us were more than twenty Yin soldiers wearing white uniforms, Yin Cha.
They are all subordinates of Mr. Yin and are directly under the jurisdiction of Shanyin City. Maybe it is to distinguish them. Their clothes are completely different from ordinary Yinzai.
Such a group of Yinzai with long knives hanging on their waists, white cloaks on their shoulders, and brocade robes gathered together. They looked majestic and grand, and they looked like the Jin Yiwei in the Ming Dynasty.
There were originally some ghosts walking around on the street. When they saw this posture, people immediately jumped on their backs and ran home. How could they dare to stay here?
One of the Yin agents came forward with a roster in hand and said to Taoist Meng in a respectful manner: "There are a total of 379 ghosts in the Feng family in Xicheng. Mr. Yin means to kill all the men and all the women."
Even the older ones will be killed, and the pretty ones will be sent directly to the building."
Good guy, now I understand that Taoist Meng brought me to confiscate my home and exterminate my family!
Taoist Meng didn't say anything, just nodded: "I understand."
I felt a little guilty: "I have 400 people, but you only have 20 or so. How can that be done?"
"The Feng family didn't know what was wrong and actually wanted to break out through the gap and return to the world of the world. This can't be blamed on Mr. Yin for being ruthless and ruthless. He wiped out all the members of their family who were relatively advanced in cultivation, leaving only the old, weak, sick and disabled.
"
Yin Chai's attitude was very respectful: "Afraid that other families would follow suit, Mr. Yin transferred most of the manpower in the city, so we need the help of these two gentlemen."
There was a hint of murderous intent in Taoist Meng's eyes: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's do it."
After speaking, he took out a charm from his pocket.
No movement was seen from Taoist Meng, and the talisman burned on its own, turning into a stream of light that shot straight into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, a translucent golden light curtain enveloped the entire mansion in front of it.
Damn it, what is this?
I looked at Daozhang Meng in shock, but his tone was very calm: "Don't be surprised, this is the underworld, I can attack with all my strength, but it can't be done outside. If I provoke a natural disaster, my soul will be shattered."
"Understood."
I'm still a little surprised, but when I think about it carefully, it seems that this is indeed the case.
Daozhang Meng just said that not long ago, he and Mr. Yin were both Sister Lin's subordinates. Is it possible that their abilities were different?
I don't dare to think how many years these two old guys have lived, but what makes me wonder the most is, why did they not leave this plane, but became the guards of Shanyin City and Guimen Pass?
I'm quite curious, and I'll definitely ask about this when I get the chance.
As the Yin Chai waved his hand, one of his Yin soldiers immediately rushed forward and kicked open the heavy door of the Feng family residence.
The undercover agents filed in, and several ghosts dressed as servants rushed out shouting and scolding loudly.
But the ghosts didn't pay attention at all. The difference in strength was too big, and those ghosts who were slashed with a knife ended up in a state of disarray.
It was almost a massacre.
Just like what Yin Chai said, Mr. Yin killed almost all the Feng family members who were somewhat capable at the gap.
The remaining ghosts have no ability to resist at all, and women account for two-thirds of them. The remaining men may have just died, whether they are old people or children.
.
To be honest, I couldn't bear to watch it.
Because right before my eyes, a little boy who looked to be only seven or eight years old was hacked to death with a knife.
Although I know very well in my heart that the little boy's appearance is just superficial, and he may be several generations older than my grandfather, the moral concepts I have developed after living for more than twenty years still make my heart twitch slightly.
I looked at the two kicked down door panels and asked the gangsters around me: "Do you think it's a bit cruel to confiscate homes and exterminate clans?"
Yin Chai bowed slightly: "Mr. Gu is not from the city and does not understand the rules of the city. In Shanyin City, if you make a mistake, you must be punished. Leaving the city privately and snooping around is even more like confiscation of your home."
The capital crime of genocide.
It is because of these rules that Shanyin City can continue to operate for a long time. If there are no restraints and these ghosts can act unscrupulously, wouldn't it be chaos?"
I know what he said is right, and I can't refute anything.
It's true. These ghosts are nothing in Shanyin City, but if they run into the human world, any one of them can cause huge troubles. How can we deter them without being ruthless?
But what did a ghost like Xiaoyan do wrong? She sold her body in Cuiyun Tower for hundreds of years and sank for hundreds of years. If nothing happens, she will live like this for many more years.
The price of this bowl of Meng Po soup is too high, right? You have to give people a chance to regret it!
I can't help but think of what Lu Xun said: It's always been like this, right?
Lu Xun really said this.
An old man with gray hair fell to the ground, his face covered in bruises and slap marks.
When he saw a few of us standing in the courtyard, he hurriedly crawled over as if he saw a life-saving straw: "Sir, gentlemen, please spare the lives of our Feng family!"
We don’t dare to do it anymore! This is all my second brother’s idea. No matter how much I try to persuade him, I can’t persuade him.”
The old man crawled to my feet with tears streaming down his face: "Sir, sir, we know we were wrong. Please help me beg Mr. Yin to leave a Miao descendant in our family!"
He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, as if pounding garlic, and even a trace of black air came from his forehead.
But Yin Chai obviously didn't want to pay attention to him. He pulled out the knife with a cold face and pretended to chop him down.
Unexpectedly, the old man's eyes suddenly turned cold the moment he drew the knife.
He gritted his teeth and glared at Yin Zai with vicious eyes: "You have killed so many people in my Feng family, and you will all die today!"
The old man stretched out a finger and pointed it at Yin Cha's heart like lightning.
Yin Cha didn't react, and after seeing the old man's movements clearly, it was already too late to dodge.
At this moment of lightning, a red halo suddenly appeared, instantly burning the old man's body to ashes.
The ghost car took action.
"Gu Yan, have you seen it? This is nonsense."
Taoist Meng sneered beside me.
The ghost car didn't say anything. After it annihilated the old man's soul, his body turned into a red light and shot towards the sky.
A red strange bird appeared in mid-air and sucked hard at the ghosts of the Feng family below.
From now on, there will be no Feng family in Shanyin City.