Chapter 143 Caning

Feng Tianning did not hide anything and directly said that his cultivation level was only at the Nascent Soul stage.

Wu Lu understood instantly, thinking that this girl must be wearing some magical weapon that concealed her cultivation level.

But being able to reach the Nascent Soul stage at such a young age can already make him a genius of the younger generation.

Feng Tianning was also looking at Wu Lu.

With a head full of white hair, he looked at least seventy years old. There was also a huge leaf on his head, making him look like a crazy beggar.

"Let's go inside and talk."

Wu Lu ignored her gaze and took Feng Tianning and Zhang Pingjia through many twists and turns until they arrived at a dilapidated thatched house.

"You live here?"

Feng Tianning spoke with some doubt.

In her impression, these reclusive Taoist priests usually build a Taoist temple in the mountains and practice diligently.

Not many people are willing to live in this kind of environment.

Wu Lu smiled and said nothing.

"I have never liked noise, so it would be a waste even if I built a Taoist temple."

"My friend, have you ever heard of picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the southern mountains? That's what my name means."

Feng Tianning thought carefully for a long time, and finally shook his head honestly:

“Never heard of it.”

Wu Lu choked on the words that were about to come out of his mouth, and coughed twice in embarrassment.

Seeing that the two were talking about something that was getting off track, Zhang Pingjia interrupted hurriedly:

"Mr. Nanshan, please come down the mountain with us."

"I went to the special case team for help, and all I asked for was Inspector Feng. With just the two of us, I'm afraid..."

"wind?"

Wu Lu spoke doubtfully, his eyes falling on Feng Tianning.

He remembered that a certain ancient martial arts family also had Feng as their surname.

This girl has a magical weapon that can hide her cultivation level, and she has reached the Nascent Soul stage at such a young age.

I think apart from the Feng family, no one else can cultivate such a genius.

Wu Lu patted Zhang Pingjia's shoulder and said confidently:

"You finally found the right person this time."

"With Inspector Feng here, your sister's revenge will definitely be avenged. Since she has already taken action, there is no need for me to steal the credit."

Zhang Pingjia looked at Wu Lu with a puzzled look on his face, unable to understand what he meant.

The mysterious man had said the same thing when he first found him, saying that as long as he asked Feng Tianning from the special case team to take action, he would definitely get what he wanted.

Even her sister might be able to be reborn into a good family.

Feng Tianning looks to be the same age as his sister. Can he really fight against that big shot?

Is she really so powerful that she can control the reincarnation of the dead?

Zhang Pingjia wanted to say something, but Wu Lu had already pushed him out of the door.

Only he and Feng Tianning were left in the room.

Wu Lu asked curiously:

"My friend, are you from the Feng family?"

Feng Tianning hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

She is now nominally a member of the Feng family.

Wu Lu's face lit up with joy, and he took out a piece of brown paper from the bed and put it in Feng Tianning's hand.

"This is what your family head promised me. He has been hiding from me for more than ten years, and I can't find the exact location of the Feng family."

"Since you are a member of the Feng family, please help me pass this to him."

"By the way, please tell him for me. If he fails to do so, I will make sure that the entire cultivation world knows that he is a man who does not keep his word."

Feng Tianning looked down and found that there was a map on the brown paper.

It is densely marked with mountains, rivers and streams.

One place is circled in red.

"What's this?"

Wu Lu smiled mysteriously:

"Your family master will understand once he sees it. You are still young, so it's best not to get involved in such things."

Feng Tianning frowned and was about to speak when he was pushed out by Wu Lu.

He said to Zhang Ping's family outside:

"Go quickly! I predict he'll be leaving China soon, and by then you won't be able to find him even if you want to take revenge."

Zhang Pingjia became anxious when he heard this. He didn't bother to doubt Feng Tianning's strength and knelt down in front of her.

"Inspector Feng, everyone says you can avenge my sister and send her to reincarnation so she doesn't have to suffer the tortures of hell."

"Please save her, and save me too!"

Zhang Pingjia's head hit the green mud tiles hard, and blood soon seeped out of his forehead.

Feng Tianning frowned and pulled him up.

"I'll help you."

"If what you say is true, I will send that big shot to jail."

"I will also try my best to help your sister."

Feng Tianning paused and continued:

"Don't kneel down so easily in the future."

Zhang Pingjia stood up with tears in his eyes, and staggered out of the thatched hut with Feng Tianning.

They didn't notice at all that the kind smile on Wu Lu's face behind them disappeared the moment they turned around, and was replaced by a flash of murderous intent.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and sent a message to a six-digit number:

They have already gone.

[That woman is from the Feng family, be careful not to get into direct conflict.]

He ignored the buzzing phone, his eyes fell on the direction Feng Tianning left, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Lao Feng, let your descendants pay back what you owe me." Wu Lu murmured.

On the other side, Feng Tianning and Zhang Pingjia had already boarded the car heading to the big shot's house.

Feng Tianning pursed her lips, feeling that something was wrong.

"Have you gone to see the City God?"

Zhang Pingjia nodded and said:

"After Nanshan Jushi rescued me from the clutches of the Yincha, he told me he was going to find a deity who could defeat the Yincha, namely, the City God."

"He helped me get to see the City God, and he listened to my grievances."

"What's the result?" Feng Tianning asked.

Zhang Pingjia gave a bitter smile:

"No results."

"The City God said I had no evidence and was trying to slander someone who did good things for the people, so he sentenced me to beating with a stick."

Feng Tianning frowned tightly, she didn't say anything else, and the car was filled with a strange atmosphere.

"Do you know what the consequences of reporting a crime are?" she asked suddenly.

Zhang Pingjia looked at her blankly and shook his head blankly.

"Once upon a time there was a man named Xi Fangping.

His father Xi Lian was an upright person and had a grudge with a wealthy man from the same hometown. After the rich man died, he bribed the officials in the underworld, causing Xi Lian to be tortured in the underworld and dying.

Before his death, Xi Lian revealed the injustice to his son. Xi Fangping was so grief-stricken and angry that his soul left his body and went to the underworld to seek justice for his father.

Feng Tianning paused and continued:

"His path to redress is exactly the same as yours, starting from the Yincha, all the way to the City God, the County Magistrate, and the King of Hell."

"He was also caned by the City God."

Zhang Pingjia's face turned pale, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He asked cautiously:

"Did he succeed in the end?"

Feng Tianning nodded and shook his head:

"He did avenge his grievances, but in the end, he ended up with his soul torn to pieces."

"The beating had completely destroyed his soul, and he was hanging on by a thread."