Chapter 341 Chen Shuozhen is here!
The sky was getting dark.
As the crowd gradually dispersed, Wei Shuyu was able to weather this ordeal.
So what's next...?
Wei Shuyu turned his gaze to the old farmer.
Do you have any last words?
After Wei Shuyu finished speaking, Cui Shenji removed the sock from his mouth again...
"Last words?"
The old farmer laughed heartily: "With the Holy Mother here, you can't kill me!"
Wei Shuyu remained silent.
This has caused profound harm...
Do you know why I've kept you alive until now?
Wei Shuyu explained, "Because you cannot die before I prove my innocence!"
"I'll have to say more if you die."
"But now..."
Wei Shuyu turned his gaze to a certain place.
Chang Hezheng was leading his troops back...
"You dare?" the old farmer suddenly shouted.
Oh ho?
They're really stubborn.
"Sun Dashan, a native of Chang'an, makes a living by farming. His family consists of eighteen people..."
Wei Shuyu read aloud to himself.
"Old man, you have a lot of children and grandchildren, even grandchildren."
"I really don't understand why you would join a cult out of the blue?"
"Do you know that organizing a cult and inciting the people to rebel is a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family?"
Swish.
The old farmer's expression suddenly changed.
I'm so old, if I die, I'll just die.
He would also be afraid if it involved his descendants.
"A holy maiden descends to earth, bringing no misfortune or disaster."
"Holy Mother of the Crimson Heaven, protect me and keep me safe."
The old farmer kept muttering to himself...
Wei Shuyu remained silent.
What time is it? Why are you still chanting spells?
"Stop reading..."
Wei Shuyu said helplessly, "Your Holy Spirit Cult is finished, what kind of blessing can you offer?"
"You're the one talking nonsense!"
The old man immediately became agitated: "The Holy Mother of the Crimson Heaven possesses boundless magical power; how could a mere mortal like you possibly comprehend it!"
"Old man, wake up."
Wei Shuyu sneered: "This is Chang'an!"
"It's one thing for you to run around in the mountains and fool the uncultured people."
"Dare to run wild in Chang'an? They probably don't know what death means!"
The old farmer felt a tremor in his heart.
But as soon as I think of the Holy Mother of the Crimson Heaven, my uneasy heart gradually calms down...
"Our Lady will protect us."
The old farmer dispelled his fear, replacing it with a look of piety.
"Protect?"
Wei Shuyu raised his head: "Look behind you..."
The old man turned around, and everywhere he looked, there were soldiers.
The soldiers were also holding a group of civilians captive.
"Are these all your church members?"
Wei Shuyu sneered, "They were already being watched because they were mingling in the crowd and inciting the people."
The old farmer was startled.
He immediately shouted, "You are abusing your power and wronging an innocent person."
"You won't be wronged."
Wei Shuyu grinned and said, "Do you think everyone is as heinous as you?"
"They were just misled; their crimes are minor."
"As long as the government promises to treat them leniently, they will confess the truth."
"When they all confess one by one, your Holy Spirit Cult will crumble instantly..."
What?
The old farmer was shocked.
But thinking of the Crimson Heaven Mother's abilities, she calmed down again.
"Stop wasting your time!"
The old farmer solemnly declared, "As devout followers of the Holy Spirit Church, they would never betray the Holy Mother!"
"Yeah?"
Wei Shuyu stepped forward and looked at the old man: "What if I behead you in front of them?"
"Do you think the all-powerful Holy Mother of the Crimson Heaven can save you?"
Do you think they will still trust the Holy Mother of the Crimson Heaven?
The old farmer's expression changed repeatedly.
Will the Virgin Mary come to save me?
He began to have doubts...
"I will use your death to tell them..."
Thump.
Wei Shuyu stepped forward and shouted, "What Holy Spirit Sect, what Crimson Heaven Holy Mother, are all utterly insignificant before the imperial court's butcher's knife!"
"You...you..."
The old farmer's mouth moved, but he couldn't speak as he pointed at Wei Shuyu.
"Little Jiji, get the knife!"
Wei Shuyu shouted loudly.
"Oh oh oh..."
Choi Shin-ki ran up to a soldier and said, "Hey, can I borrow your knife?"
The soldier glanced at him.
"What are you staring at?"
Choi Shin-ki immediately roared, "I'll beat you up if you're slow!"
The soldier remained silent.
If we were in a secluded place, I would have beaten you to your knees and made you beg for mercy.
Despite his hesitation, the soldier still handed over the knife.
"Big pot, knife's here!"
Choi Shin-ki came running over eagerly to claim credit.
"Chop it up..."
Wei Shuyu nodded towards the old farmer.
"ah?"
Choi Shin-ki pointed to his nose and said, "What?!"
“My younger brother was just born, and it would be unlucky to kill someone,” Wei Shuyu casually made up a reason.
However……
Choi Shin-ki chuckled upon hearing this.
"Big pot, what a coincidence, isn't it?"
“My younger brother Shenqing was just born, so it would be unlucky for me to cut him.”
Um?
Wei Shuyu turned to look at Choi Sin-ki: "What a coincidence?"
"Yeah, yeah."
Choi Shin-ki nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
"Shouldn't we chop someone up to celebrate?"
Huh?
Choi Sin-ki was stunned.
What kind of logic is this?
"You cannot kill me! The Holy Mother of the Crimson Heaven will not forgive you!"
The old farmer's hysterical roar.
"The Holy Mother of the Crimson Heaven?"
Wei Shuyu laughed heartily: "You mean that woman Chen Shuozhen, right?"
"They're quite capable, managing to establish a sect in Chang'an..."
"But she was destined to die!"
Wei Shuyu stopped joking and shouted, "Men, drag Sun Dashan away and behead him!"
As Wei Shuyu finished speaking, a group of soldiers came forward to greet him.
Just as they were about to make their move, a commotion arose in the distance.
Looking around, one could see a girl in white slowly walking towards them.
Although not particularly beautiful, she exudes a sense of holiness.
Behind her, a group of people followed closely, their eyes filled with blind worship.
"Holy Mother, save me..."
Upon seeing the woman, the old farmer shouted loudly.
"Chen Shuozhen?"
Wei Shuyu narrowed his eyes.
This was the first time he had met the other person.
A woman whose wisdom rivals that of Wu Qiqi.
"Wei Shuyu".
Chen Shuozhen looked at Wei Shuyu: "This is a member of my Holy Spirit Sect. If he has offended anyone, please forgive him."
"presumptuous!"
Wei Shuyu suddenly shouted: "Organizing a cult, inciting crowds to cause trouble, and inciting the people to storm the Wei residence are crimes punishable by death."
"Cult?"
Chen Shuozhen smiled sweetly: "Are you referring to my Holy Spirit Cult?"
"That's right!"
As soon as Wei Shuyu finished speaking, he was immediately met with scorn and curses from the crowd behind Chen Shuozhen...
"You dare call our Holy Spirit Cult an evil cult? You're asking for death!"
"No official is a good person; all they know is how to bully others by abusing their power."
"Kill him! Kill that rude little bastard!"
Wei Shuyu frowned.
This is what makes cults so terrifying.
After being brainwashed, they only see the sect.
"Wei Shuyu".
Chen Shuozhen chuckled and said, "The Holy Spirit Sect was appointed by His Majesty."
"By calling my Holy Spirit Cult a heretical sect, you are insulting His Majesty!"
What a sharp tongue!
But isn't it standard practice for us to criticize His Majesty?
"So what?"
Wei Shuyu took a step forward with a thud: "I will not only kill him, but I will also kill you!"
Regarding this...
Chen Shuozhen didn't take it seriously, her face still bearing that saintly smile.
This caused Wei Shuyu to frown.
Just as he was wondering, Wei Zheng's voice rang in his ears...
"Shuyu, no!"
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