Chapter 88 Seven Days of Burning
How good does it feel to have a reliable manager to take over and let you return to the experiment? After Mi August and Feixue had breakfast, they smiled and said to Mi Feixue: "If you encounter Zuo Si when you go out, give him a wave."
Mi Feixue nodded.
It was almost noon, Zuo Si was getting ready to go out. Before leaving, he met Mi Feixue. Before he could say sweet words, Mi Feixue walked up to him expressionlessly and separated her hands. Sora drove away twice.
Others watching this scene thought that Mi Feixue disliked the new spiritual master. Fu An, who followed Mi Feixue, was worried that the spiritual master would be angry.
However, Zuo Si smiled away and said to Mi Feixue: "Thank you, little god, for your love."
Mi Feixue did not look at him.
Who loves you so much.
Baby just listens to August.
Zuo Si invited: "Today we are going to expose the perpetrators of the spider disaster to the public. Why don't we, the little gods, go to watch the ceremony together."
"Go, let's go together!"
"I want to go too, but I still have to work today."
I am led by Mi Feixue, and the novice boys in the house who follow her Interest was immediately piqued.
Zuo Si glanced at them and said with a kind smile: "We have a half-day holiday today, and the common people will go to the execution ground to watch the ceremony. Siye Mansion does not need so many people to guard it."
The boys Happy and happy.
Zuo Si continued: "But the words of the Little God Son are more effective than mine. If the Little God Son doesn't say anything, I can't let you go without permission."
"Wow!"
I saw him fighting yesterday The powerful Qiao Huai and Du Xingzhi were also inside, and they looked at Mi Feixue even more differently after hearing this.
Son of God, I was so powerful when I heard it.
“Mi Feixue, go ahead, let’s go together.”
"I heard that the master has framed you, boss. You must go and see his unlucky state with your own eyes."
Mi Feixue, who was originally unmoved, moved her eyebrows when she heard the last sentence.
Zuo Si knew there was something going on as soon as he saw it, and the next second he saw Mi Feixue nodding.
The children cheered and followed her closely, calling Zuo Si to lead the way.
Have a dignified spiritual master ever been called out like this by a mortal child? But it is said that one person has achieved enlightenment, chickens and dogs have ascended to heaven. As the classmates of the Little God Son, he really can't argue with them.
execution ground.
With the publicity of the government officials beating gongs and drums, the place was already crowded with people.
Seeing Zuo Si and the others arriving, Fu Yin invited them to sit down. Zuo Si wanted Mi Feixue to come up but Mi Feixue silently refused. He did not force himself and took Pei Rongrong to sit next to Fu Yin. Down.
The two nodded and greeted each other. Zuo Si glanced at the time and handed a sheet of charges to Pei Rongrong.
The little girl walked to the execution platform and faced the crowd of people below without any fear. Amid the noise of the people, she raised the charges and recounted the crimes committed by Wen Likang in a clear child's voice. out.
As Pei Rongrong's voice spread, the noise below gradually stopped, and finally it was so quiet that only a child's voice could be heard talking about how many people had been killed and how many children had suffered in the spider disaster.
When Pei Rongrong finished reciting, the people were already looking sad and angry, shouting with the same hatred and hatred. In the end, there was only a chorus: "Atonement! Atonement! Atonement!"
Zuo Si smiled with satisfaction, and his disciples were confused. I am becoming more and more proficient in using soul magic.
Beside him, Pei Yan was equally pleased, feeling that the little girl he hadn't seen for so long had grown and changed so much.
Pei Rongrong left the stage maintaining her sacred expression.
Countless rotten vegetable leaves and eggs were thrown at Wen Likang.
Wen Likang's hands and feet were restrained and he couldn't move, and his mouth was stuffed with smelly cloth and he couldn't speak.
In the blink of an eye, his face was smeared with all this dirt, with a ferocious look on his face, like an evil spirit seeking human life.
Among the boys who came to watch the excitement, Cao Ji took a step back in fear, but tripped over something, waving his hands and shouting for help.
In his peripheral vision, he saw the familiar limbs of a gray-haired spider, and wondered: Why is Feng Mingzi running outside?
Then this spider limb, which was comparable to a blade, headed towards Mi Feixue's back.
“——Boss!”
Qiao Huai and others turned around in confusion when they heard Cao Ji’s scream, and then their expressions turned into panic in the next second.
Zuo Si, who was most capable of saving people on the execution platform, smiled and said nothing, and had no intention of taking any action.
Even his sneak attack on the Little Son of God failed in vain. It was simply ridiculous for such a monster to hurt Mi Feixue.
The spider blade was blocked an inch from Mi Feixue's side.
A trick weapon invisible to the naked eye. The black hair wrapped around the spider blade, making it stop in mid-air and unable to move.
The surrounding people also saw the appearance of the owner of the sneak attack spider blade.
“Wen Qingpo!”
Qiao Huai exclaimed.
Although the lower body, eyes and mouth have all turned into monsters, the general appearance can still be seen. Especially Qiao Huai and the others are very familiar with Wen Qingpo, and they can recognize the identity of the spider boy who attacked Mi Feixue at a glance.
The attack failed, and the spider blade was trapped and unable to be retrieved. Wen Qingbai let out a hiss in his mouth, and the remaining spider blades attacked Mi Feixue one after another.
Mi Feixue turned around, a short dagger slipped out of her sleeve, and collided with the incoming spider blade.
Zuo Si's eyelids in the seat above him trembled, and the shadow under his feet was slightly distorted.
The sharp dagger invisible to others, Zuo Si knew at a glance from the familiar aura that the sharp dagger came from his cowardly dog.
After being caught, he woke up and found that there were clues to the whereabouts of the cowardly dog with missing teeth.
After all, it is a weapon condensed from the sharp teeth of an official spiritual master. The spider legs that smelled of green cypress turned into monsters were no match. A shrill scream came from his mouth, and he attacked Mi Fei one after another. Snow's spider legs fell to the ground.
Wen Qingbai also lost the support of his lower limbs and collapsed in the blood.
He was speechless and kept moaning and roaring.
Qiao Huai's children were scared away.
They were used to seeing the docile and harmless spider boys in Si Ye Mansion, but suddenly seeing such a ferocious and ferocious appearance made them regain their fear and recall the terror of the past. The same was true for the people around him. They were already indignant, but as the dust settled over the result of the attack, hearing Qingbai brought back the memories of the past troubles.
"The remnant! He is the remnant!"
A shout came from the crowd.
More and more condemnations followed.
Someone wanted to throw something at Wen Qingpo, but when they saw Mi Feixue and others standing around, they stopped because they were worried about accidental injury.
"The remnant! The remnant!"
"Catch him on the execution platform too!"
Wen Qingbai struggled on the spot, his neighing getting louder and louder, but unfortunately for ordinary people I couldn't understand the meaning of his cry at all, I just thought his behavior was crazy and getting more and more weird and terrifying.
Ordinary people would have died long ago due to the amount of blood loss he had, but he had the rules of Feng Baozi guarding his life.
Speaking of Feng Baozi, the spider-girl-like Feng Baozi appeared silently behind Wen Qingbai who was in a pool of blood.
“Ouch!!!”
I have never seen Feng Baozi before, but it still appeared in this way. The people were so frightened that they backed away. Many people fell to the ground during the push. There were many wounded.
Feng Baozi reached out to hug Wen Qingpo, but he struggled and refused.
“Oh?” Zuo Si looked at Qingbai with interest and whispered: “Another soul boy who opened his own soul at a young age. What kind of place is this Beiyuan City? It is already comparable to the production of ordinary soul cities. The quality of the soul boy.”
Pei Rongrong: "Master, don't you care?"
Zuo Si: "Of course I do, but it's a pity that today's credit has been compromised again."
Sighing depressedly, he complained to his disciples, "We carefully The drama arranged is not as good as others' An unexpected performance. "
Pei Rongrong didn't understand why the master always cared about the amount of credit, "I don't care about gains or losses when doing things for God, I just want to do it well."
Zuo Si couldn't say whether he was treating his disciples well. Is the brainwashing too successful? But he never planted ecstasy seeds for his disciples, nor did he tell her such a righteous truth.
His figure floated down from the execution platform to Mi Feixue. He pointed at Feng Baozi, who was looking at him warily, "He hurt His Highness, and you still want to protect him?" It didn't matter whether Feng Baozi listened or not. Understandably, the moment it looked at Mi Feixue, he lifted the struggling Wen Qingpo back to the execution platform.
Feng Baozi stayed where he was.
The execution platform.
Zuo Si threw Wen Qingbai to Wen Likang's side.
Wen Qingpo, who had been struggling, was quiet at this moment.
He reached out to Mr. Wen with tears in his eyes, his mouth hoarse and hissing.
The hatred and grief in Master Wen’s eyes froze in the air.
Zuo Si waved his hand, and the cloth that smelled the master's mouth fell.
“Let me ask you, do you still recognize this child?”
Master Wen said coldly: “I don’t have such a monster son!”
Wen Qingpo's eyes widened.
Zuo Si nodded, then grabbed Wen Qingbo by the collar and threw him to Feng Baozi, "Take him back."
Feng Baozi caught Wen Qingbai , Wen Qingpo didn't struggle this time, and stared blankly in the direction of Mr. Wen, who was swept away by the wind and disappeared from everyone's sight in a blink of an eye.
Shouts rang out from the common people, "He is a remnant of the Wen family, how could we just let him go like this!"
Zuo Si said pitifully: "The adults have done evil, but the children are innocent. Even if the father is a debtor to the son, He also paid for his sins. From now on, he is no longer who he was, but Feng Mingzi."
The effect of ecstasy on words is not as good as one-on-one absolute control, but the audience is a group of ordinary mortals, and Zuo Si performed it himself, so it silently affects their subconscious.
Even a few extreme people cannot make waves.
The trial of Wen Likang has also reached its final stage.
People who knew what would happen next raised their hands and cheered, while others reached out to cover the eyes of the children around them.
"Why don't we stop reading?" Cao Ji, who was being supported by the book boy, suggested in a low voice.
Qiao Huai looked at Mi Feixue and said with courage: "The boss is not afraid, and we can't be afraid either!"
Hearing this, the other children who had wanted to retreat also stood firm.
Mi Feixue glanced at Qiao Huai.
However, the bloody scene of beheading with a knife that everyone was waiting for did not appear.
The fire in Zuo Si's hand was lit, and fell on Wen Likang amidst countless exclamations.
Wen Likang's expression was frozen, his mouth was wide open and he could not make any sound. The flames covered his body but did not hurt him at all.
Pei Rongrong stood up and said that what was being burned was the karma of evil people. Wen Likang would be burned for as long as he did no matter how evil he did, until his ghost was purified.
“It doesn’t look very painful?” Qiao Huai said doubtfully.
He is not the only one who has this idea.
Mortals can’t see the effect of nightmare fire on people’s spirits, so naturally they don’t know what Wen Likang is enduring. Pei Rongrong’s words are not wrong. Nightmare fire brings Wen Likang into a mental illusion, and brings out the deepest feelings in his heart. The things he fears continue to torture his heart and soul. The things you fear most may often be the evil things you have done.
Mi Feixue tilted her head.
Black silk threads as thin as fluttering catkins spread out from Wen Likang's body and floated toward her.
Dirty.
Mi Feixue doesn’t want anything from this person, even if she instinctively knows that this thing is good for her.
She waved expressionlessly, scattered the black silk stockings, and turned back to Si Ye Mansion.
Seeing that Mi Feixue was about to leave, Qiao Huai and others also felt that there was nothing to see at the scene, so they followed her one by one.
The fire that 'purified' Wen Likang burned on the execution platform for seven days.
For the first three days, there were still people watching the fun, but later on, people passing by just turned and spat in the direction of the burning mass, secretly cursing Wen Likang for his sinfulness, which was why it took him seven days to burn it. clean.
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