Chapter 269 The Ridiculed Son of God
"While those traitors leave the house, you should act quickly!" an old man said in a deep voice.
"Yes!"
The seven or eight people next to him nodded.
They looked around and made sure that there was no one else, then they went to the wooden house where the traitors lived one by one.
With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open.
Zhu quickly went in and closed the door, glanced at the house, and then he saw a pottery jar filled with water in a corner.
"Traitor, huh!" With a sneer, Zhu skillfully took out some white powder from his body and wanted to sprinkle it into the pottery jar the next second.
However, before he could sprinkle the powder, an unexpected situation occurred.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the wooden door that was originally closed was pushed open heavily.
Zhu was shocked. He was acting like a villain, and he was almost scared to death by the sudden sound of the door opening.
His mind was working quickly, and a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes. But when he turned around and saw who was outside the door, he was stunned. He
saw that there was not just one person at the door, but several people blocking it, staring at him with a look of realization and anger.
"Oh no!"
The terrified thought came directly from the bottom of his heart.
"Take him away!"
The leading Yanhuang tribe member shouted coldly.
Several people around him immediately rushed over and suppressed the struggling Zhu.
When Zhu was caught and pressed out of the house with a gray face, he knew that his end was probably not going to be good.
Moreover...
the many fellow tribesmen who were watching from a distance made him know that this situation was definitely not an accident!
Not long after, when he was pressed and gathered with a group of familiar people, his heart was completely cold.
The old priest looked at the nine people who were pressed down and pointed at them seriously, "Did you see this? This is what your people did, poisoning!"
"They poisoned your water, made you drink the water and poisoned you, and spread rumors on the grounds that you were not feeling well!"
With a bang, the crowd of people in the Ice Tribe exploded. They were already talking about it, pointing at those people with suspicious faces, and now they were completely angry.
"Muzi, why are you doing this!" A middle-aged uncle pointed at a person and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Have you forgotten how I treated you when you were a child? Have you forgotten that we are all from the same tribe?!"
Another person said angrily, "You people, are you jealous of others' good things?"
Questions came from the crowd one after another.
The young man named Muzi was accused and blushed. He subconsciously defended himself.
"Don't believe them. We didn't do anything. These people arrested us to slander us!"
The crowd was quiet.
It would have been better if he didn't say it. After he said it, everyone was even more angry.
"There are so many of us, some of us saw you being taken out of the house with our own eyes. Could it be that we have wronged you?"
Mu Zi was shocked and realized that he had said something he didn't want to say. He regretted what he had said before.
Now even if they wanted to argue, they couldn't explain why they went to their house.
The old priest saw that it was almost done, and suddenly waved his hand.
Shi Tou and others came forward and searched some things from the nine people.
They showed the white powder to the people of the Ice Tribe, and in just a moment, everyone's face changed.
"It's poison stone powder!"
They recognized this thing. In the original tribe, poison stone was often used to drive away insects, but they didn't expect to see it on these people.
Smart people thought about it and remembered the effects of poison stone people after eating it. Compared with the symptoms of the sick people before, how could they not know that these poisons were given by their own tribe!
"It's you!"
There was a trace of hesitation, but now it was completely gone, and they looked at them with angry eyes.
Mu Zi and the other nine people looked gray and defeated, and completely gave up struggling.
Seeing this scene, the old priest showed a satisfied smile on his face.
However, there was still one step left to complete. The primary target that the Holy Son had instructed was not them.
He suddenly shouted, "Tell me, who instructed you to do this!"
"You..." They were startled, and when they realized what he was asking, they were a little flustered.
After a while, Muzi said in a hard voice, "No one instructed us, we are just jealous of them. Why do they live in such a good house, but we don't!"
The other eight people heard his words and quickly reacted and shouted in a hurry.
"Yes!"
"That's right!"
"We are just jealous of them!"
The priestess and the leader in the crowd showed a look of relief on their faces and breathed a sigh of relief.
The people of the Ice Tribe who didn't know why suddenly realized that these people were really for this reason.
The old priest was not fooled by them, and suddenly shouted, "You are lying! It was your priest who instructed you to do it!"
"Why did you..."
Muzi and others were startled, and subconsciously wanted to say something, but fortunately they reacted in time, so they didn't reveal anything.
The priestess and others felt nervous.
"Why do you say that?" Muzi said quickly.
However, no matter how well they concealed it, others still noticed something wrong from their previous expressions.
The old priest frowned, a little regretful, and said in a low voice, "You'd better tell the truth. If you don't, don't blame me for taking action!"
"Go ahead!"
Muzi and the others hesitated for a moment, then gritted their teeth and chose not to expose the priestess. They
believed that they were extremely pious and would never betray!
The old priest said, "You have to think about it. If you tell it, you can get a lighter punishment. If you don't tell it, you will be treated as a traitor to the tribe and will be thrown out to feed the beasts!"
Hearing this outcome, Muzi and others trembled in their hearts. Between death and confession, they were torn between heaven and man.
The priestess and others hiding in the crowd saw their appearance and suddenly felt a shock in their hearts.
They couldn't help but pray silently.
"What are you talking about!" Muzi suddenly shouted, looking at the old priest angrily.
"We have no one to instruct us at all, we are just jealous of those people. They want our lives like this. I think your Yanhuang tribe is doing it on purpose!"
When the people of the Bing tribe heard this, they thought it was really unreasonable. Could it be that it was really aimed at them?
Some of those who had a firm belief in the God of Ice suddenly showed anger, and others also had complicated expressions.
"Mu Zi is still smart!" The priestess was delighted, and then sneered, "Old man, let's see what you will do this time!"
"You are dreaming if you want to solve us so easily!"
She had to admit that she did not react this time. The Yanhuang tribe was still as insidious as before, and she almost fell.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Mu Zi was smart!
The priestess and the leader and others showed a smug look on their faces and looked at the old guy with contempt.
After this time, they will definitely be careful and let the Yanhuang tribe look bad!
They thought bitterly.
The old priest shook his head, his eyes became full of regret, which made the nine people who were being watched by Mu Zi feel strange.
Su Yun, who was far away, saw this and shook his head, "It's true that he won't cry until he sees the coffin."
For this situation, he just thought about it for a while, and he came up with several ways.
The first way is to use torture.
There are so many tortures in modern history. Just pick a person and kill him as an example. These people are not fanatics. Not everyone can stand it after watching.
Use soft tactics and threats.
There are always people who are worried about them. Threaten with their families and then promise various benefits. It is not necessarily worse than torture.
"But these are the means used by mortals." Su Yun shook his head. He simply disdained to use these low-level means.
In this way, there is only one last way.
Su Yun suddenly took a step and walked over slowly.
The crowd that was talking fell silent and looked at him in surprise.
"It's the Holy Son!"
Why is the Holy Son here?
For this gentle Holy Son, except for a very small part of the Ice Tribe, they have to admit that this Holy Son is a very easy-to-get-along person after contact during this period of time.
"What is this guy doing here?" The priestess's face darkened.
The hatred she felt for the culprit who caused the Ice Tribe to fall was even greater than the
hatred she felt for the old man in the distance! When the Holy Son came closer, she couldn't help but speak sarcastically, driven by the resentment of the failed plan and the strong hatred.
"Holy Son, are you here to see how your priests wrongly accuse good people?"
The scene was silent.
Su Yun maintained his character and was not angry when being ridiculed. Instead, he said in a gentle voice, "God will not wrongly accuse any good person. As long as they are innocent, they will be released."
This expression again!
The priestess looked at this face that seemed to never get angry and was always kind and gentle. The more this happened, the angrier she felt, and she wished she could tear the face of the Holy Son apart.
She taunted, "Oh, then why did your priest say that they would be thrown to the wild beasts? Is this what you mean by not wrongly accusing any good person?"
"They were just jealous of those people, why did they end up like this?"
"In the future, will the people of our Ice Tribe get this result if they make a small mistake?"
As she spoke, her eyes turned red, her body swayed a little, and her face was full of grief and anger, as if she was defending the other people.
As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd became noisy.
Su Yun didn't want to get entangled with this woman any more, "I came here to tell whether they are guilty or not."
As he said that, he ignored the priestess and walked straight to the nine people.
Muzi and others looked at the Holy Son in front of them with their eyes wide open, their hearts were in turmoil, and they didn't know what the Holy Son was going to do.
The Holy Son slowly declared, "Under the gaze of God, you must not lie."
"Tell me, why are you doing this, and who ordered you to do this."
Hearing the questions in their ears, Muzi and others thought about what the Holy Son was going to do, and they couldn't help showing disdain in their eyes.
How could they be so stupid as to tell the reason?
The priestess and others also found it funny, wondering if the Holy Son had a problem with his brain.
Why would Muzi and the others tell the truth?
They sneered in their hearts.
However, while they were secretly mocking themselves here, two rules were formulated invisibly.
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(End of this chapter)
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