Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 371
Being disrespectful to the saint made the city residents feel unhappy, and the consequences were so serious that they became angry, shouting "Defend the homeland! Defend the saint!" and then rushed to the hall of blood.

"You're crazy! You're crazy!" the leader shouted, and was pulled into the door by his subordinates.

They can only choose to avoid it, if it weren't for the sect master's order not to do anything to these powerless people, they would have long ago! ...

This can be regarded as the first large-scale riot in the city of death. Although the reason is a bit too funny, for them who believe in ghosts and gods too much, there is no more convincing reason than this absurd reason.

Hatred is written on everyone's face, they think it's no wonder that their lives are unsatisfactory, no wonder there are always disasters at home, it turns out that this blood hall is too evil, and it collides with them, they want to enter the blood hall, and let the saintess replace them. They eliminated all karma, but the people in the blood hall didn't even know it and obstructed them.

The door of the Blood Hall was knocked down three or two times, and it was crumbling. Of course, the people from Qianji Pavilion were indispensable. Lian Qingcheng watched the crowd swarming up and shouted.

Standing in the crowd, she was bumped and swayed from side to side, but she laughed heartily. This place, Xiangsheng City, is really ridiculous.

Just when a big hole was smashed into the door of the blood hall, and someone reached in to tear off the door bolt, the old man Shui Chan appeared.

"Do you really want to go in and see what's going on?" The old man Shui Chan looked calm, but he spoke with a cold air, which made the group of clamoring people stop their movements.

Seeing that everyone stopped moving, the old man Shui Chan smiled, with a hint of cruelty, which did not match his appearance, "Saint, do you still want to do something to me after all?"

Lian Qingcheng pushed aside the crowd, walked out, and looked at the tall old man Shui Chan, "Mr. Shui, when did I ever think of doing something to you? The people in the city are now rioting and begging to come to my house. If it wasn't for that, I would Why are you here?"

"Okay, since the saint and everyone want to see what it looks like in the blood hall, then the old man will let you all see the splendor of hell..."

Raising his hand, the crumbling door finally fell down. Without the barrier of the door, a strong smell of blood wafted out, and someone involuntarily covered his nose.

"Everyone, please." The old man Shui Chan grinned, and immediately led the way.

The blood hall is still the same as before, the smell inside is still not good, and there is a feeling of depression in the air.

"Come on, everyone, take a look." The old man Shui Chan stood next to a room and pointed to the door of the room, "Do you really want to know what's inside?"

wow~
The door opened, and immediately there was a sound of splashing water, and with a sobbing sound, the old man Shui Chan walked in, and after a while, he pulled out a large vat.

The four wheels at the bottom of the cylinder creaked due to long-term inactivity.

The water splash came from that tank, everyone looked around and almost spit it out.

I saw that what was contained in that jar was a person whose limbs had been chopped off, his tongue cut out, and his eyes poked out... a person!

Lian Qingcheng sneered, "Old Shui Chan, the sect master asked your blood hall to manage the safety of the city, but you did such immoral things! What crime should you deserve!"

"The Holy Maiden doesn't know that, to this old man, the law and order in the city is greater than the sky, so whoever dares to cause trouble in the city is a provocation to the majesty of my blood hall! The head of the door had an order at the beginning not to do anything to the unarmed people, otherwise He will be severely punished. The old man is only following the wishes of the sect master. The man you see now is the butcher who sold mixed meat and char siu. He dared to kill people and share the meat for sale. How can the old man let him feel happy? His death?!" The old man Shui Chan said that he was filled with righteous indignation, as if he did this to eliminate harm for the people.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." The man hesitated to say something, but he couldn't utter a word. He had no tongue, no limbs, and he could only let the old man Shui Chan pin the crime on him. .

"Have you seen it? Do you still want to watch it? There are people in each room who have committed various crimes and were arrested for forgiveness. None of them will be relaxed. Do you...do you want to watch it?" The old man Shui Chan said lightly. asked in a voice.

This bloody scene undoubtedly shocked these city residents greatly. They are all dutiful people, and they gathered together only because their own interests were violated, wanting to seek justice for themselves, but now Is this scene acceptable to them?

When Lian Qingcheng first saw the old man Shui Chan's swearing, he felt bad.

Sure enough, in the shortest possible time, this old thing used the simplest and most brutal means to completely wipe out the riot she had instigated with great difficulty.

The old man Shui Chan, who had grown into a fine man, took advantage of his natural fear of death to block the mouths of this group of people with blood.

"Although the incident happened for a reason, it was too bloody. No wonder there is so much hostility in the hall, and there are even more ghosts and ghosts." Lian Qingcheng said in a low voice.

"People are born to be evil, and this old man just uses evil to cure evil, and it's just following the rules of the sect master." The old man Shui Chan looked at Lian Qingcheng, and then glanced around all the people present, "Have you forgotten that for The rioters, the sect master said how to deal with them?"

Those who were clamoring for an explanation for themselves and justice for the saint just now were all silent.

And that silence was like poison, it softened people's bones, and some people knelt down.

If there is the first one, there will be the second one, and then the third one. In the end, except for Lian Qingcheng, almost everyone fell to the ground.

"I'll wait until I'm convicted, and I beg Mr. Shui to forgive me..."

The begging for mercy slowly began to spread, and no one refuted the old man Shui Chan's words.

In the end, after the old man Shui Chan repeatedly promised that he would not pursue it, those who had gathered just dispersed.

The bustling blood hall was cleared up immediately, and the people in the blood hall were also dominated by old man Shui Chan, leaving only old man Shui Chan and Lian Qingcheng in the courtyard.

The man in the vat hesitated and wanted to say something, but under Lian Qingcheng's gaze, the old man Shui Chan pushed the man into the room and closed the door again.

"Your methods are not very clever." The old man Shui Chan looked at Lian Qingcheng with a smile, but his gaze was as cold as ice.

Lian Qingcheng used his strengths, and brazenly refused to admit it, "What is Mr. Shui talking about? I can't understand it."

"Hehe," the old man Shui Chan grinned, showing his white teeth, "I don't know if the saintess said, the old man also has the right to be a saintess, I don't know, maybe some blind thing wants to take advantage of the chaos, Then escape to Shengsheng City, the old man will not accompany the saint for now, you... walk slowly, don't see her off."

(End of this chapter)