Ten days later, Lin Hu and Axiu came to Nanwang Mountain again.

Shi Jian looked at the scenery outside the window and sighed quite a bit.

"Ten days ago, I was still a noble royal family, a supervisor in bright clothes and angry horses. I was in power. Everyone bowed their heads to see me and gave me three points of thine face."

"Four days ago, I was so arrogant, so cynical, so arrogant, I didn't feel happy to see anyone, and I dared to argue with anyone."

"A day ago, I walked in front of the gates of hell, but found that my strength was nothing. If it weren't for my bloodline, I could kill me if anyone came."

"After today, we have no noble identities, no endless spiritual stones, only a humble identity, and we must die in the world. Sister Xiu, will you still be with me?"

Ah Xiu stretched out his hand, held Shi Jian's left hand, and said gently: "I will never leave the young master in my life."

Shi Jian smiled happily.

The two drove and turned a corner and entered the fork at the fork two kilometers away from the Man King's Tomb Management Office.

In front of me is a abandoned private farmhouse with cars parked at the end of the road, and Yang Tuo and the other two were already waiting.

Lin Hu was tied up, which was Yang Tuo's personal hand. The tortoise shell rope binding technique looks particularly artistic.

He was thrown in the trunk, and needles were inserted in many qi holes on his body, sealing the Qi sea and unable to use spiritual power.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Shi Jian burst into laughter: "Lin Hu, you have today too!"

Lin Hu had an indescribable resentment in his eyes and said, "I fell into your hands, I am unlucky. If you have the ability, kill me now."

Shi Jian pretended to be scared and retreated, and said, "Oh, I'm so scared!"

Yang Tuo asked: "Brother Shi, what do you want to deal with him? Do you take it away directly?"

Shi Jian did not deliberately avoid Lin Hu, and looked at Yang Tuo and asked, "Do you know my father Shi Potian? The great elder of the Presbyterian Church and the leader of the Shi tribe."

Yang Tuo nodded, the second generation of red cultivators, reincarnation is really a technical job.

Shi Jian pointed at Lin Hu and said, "After thinking about it, I always feel that there is a conspiracy. I suspect that my father deliberately promoted him, just to let him kill me, and then use my death as an excuse to cause trouble for Lin's army. Is this right, Lord Lin?"

Lin Hu smiled bitterly: "You can guess as a waste, but it seems that your IQ has improved. Yes, this is your only use. You are my letter of fame."

Yang Tuo and the other two were surprised and couldn't figure it out: "Are you wrong? Your father wants to kill you?"

Yang Yizhi also sighed: "The tiger will not eat the baby."

Shi Jian sighed: "You don't understand. My father has fourteen sons and twenty daughters. I am the least capable one. I have never done a good thing in my life. My existence will only lose his face. What are you reluctant to kill?"

The three of them were speechless. There were so many children, just like those of Emperor Kangxi. In ancient times, those princes were sentenced to death. Yang Tuo suddenly felt that the first child was not so easy to do, and it was not necessarily good to join a wealthy family.

"The Lin tribe has been rising too strong in recent years, and has invaded the interests of other tribes, which has caused dissatisfaction among many people, including my father. As long as I die, my father will have reason to attack the Lin tribe. If I don't die and I kill Lin Hu again, it will be very troublesome and our Shimen will become passive."

After saying this, Shi Jian looked at Lin Hu: "Mr. Lin, it should be the logic, right?"

Lin Hu smiled, and his smile touched the wound, grinning in pain, but was quite proud: "Shi Jian, I really didn't expect you to be quite smart. So, do you dare to kill me?"

"Don't dare."

Shi Jian concluded, Yang Tuo and the other two were shocked and stared at him strangely.

No, he wanted to kill Lin Hu so much before and even quarreled with Lin Xiaoxi, why did he suddenly change his mind?

Lin Hu looked at the roof of the trunk and laughed to the sky, tears almost flowing out of his eyes.

These people are really soft!

So hard to catch him, isn't you afraid to kill him, or isn't you going to let him go?

It's so interesting, this is the delicacy of power! Lin Hu's smile never disappeared.

"Go up the mountain."

Shi Jian did not explain and took the lead in walking in front and headed to the Tianji Gate site to prepare for the memorial service.

[Special Management Office] I cleaned up here a week ago, and many of the remains of magic circles and houses were razed to the ground. Even if ordinary people accidentally came up, they would not have thought that there was a sect living here.

Because it was a family extermination, there was no corpse of the bitter master. After the thirty-two corpses were cremated, the ashes were directly sprinkled into the Yangtze River, leaving no traces behind.

Therefore, there is no cemetery, no mourning hall, and no one even makes a spirit card.

Everyone could only worship at the ruins of the hall, facing a broken wall, and casually set up a simple mourning hall.

Seeing the familiar place that had been living for more than ten years, Lin Xiaoxi almost lost her composure.

But she didn't dare to let herself cry. She pinched her palms with her fingernails, extremely strong, and pretended to be nothing on the surface.

Shi Jian has been secretly observing Lin Xiaoxi, a young female monk who can break the first level of Lei Zefudi and chase and kill the injured Lin Hu. He is so concerned about the case of the Tianji Sect's family destruction. He is 80% sure that she is Lin Xiaoxi, the granddaughter of the escaped old eighth in Tianji Sect and Tianjizi.

Yang Tuo took out a lot of paper money, talismans, ingots, candles, sandalwood, even paper men, paper horses, cars, and new 21-inch mobile phones. They wrote a few big words [Cultivation App] in a brush, and even the software was installed.

Fruits, candles, lunch boxes, chopsticks, disposable bowls and chopsticks...

Shi Jian interrupted Yang Tuo's movement and asked him: "What are you doing?"

Yang Tuo asked back: "Isn't it a memorial service? I do this every year when I go to my hometown to visit the grave."

Shi Jian was amused and crying: "Only ordinary people in the world would do this, who cares about monks? Some monks die, their souls will go to the underworld, and you will burn these without any use."

Yang Tuo was happy: "There is really an underworld? If a person dies, go there? What's the situation there?"

Shi Jian waved his hand: "It is not a good thing to open the gate of the underworld. There are very few ghost cultivators in the cultivation world, and everyone in the righteous sects shouted to beat him. You should not think about this."

He took out the Eternal Wine, divided it into six cups, and poured one cup for each.

"The head of Tianji and the disciples of Tianji who died in vain, I am Shi Jian, I will give you a cup first."

Shi Jian poured the wine to the ground, and the other people did as they did. Lin Hu was banned and could not move. His wine was sprinkled on the ground by Shi Jian.

Shi Jian poured another round of wine and raised his glass and said, "I was responsible for investigating the cause of your death before, but my ability was limited and I really couldn't help. Today I came here to apologize to you. I promise that as long as I am still alive, I must investigate this matter clearly and give you justice."

He drank his wine, Yu Guang looked at Lin Xiaoxi quietly and found that the girl was so calm that she could only secretly admire her in her heart. She was definitely a person who could accomplish great things.

Yang Tuo was also quite moved, but thousands of words could only be summed up in one sentence: "I don't know what to say, I'll do this, I wish you all the best."

Lin Xiaoxi didn't say a word, but in fact she was already crying and drank the wine numbly.

Yang Yizhi and A Xiu each drank, silent.

It was Lin Hu's turn, Shi Jian took it up and introduced: "This is Lin Hu, the supervisor of the Presbyterian Council, Lord Lin, is also responsible for investigating the cause of your death. However, Lord Lin and his superiors were in a scheming relationship, ignoring the law, and deliberately concealing the truth, which caused the two disciples who survived the Tianji Sect to dare not show up and were forced to die in the world, and you did not even have the ashes left. You can see his appearance clearly and remember him."

Lin Hu sneered: "What can I do if I see my appearance clearly?"

Shi Jian grabbed Lin Hu's chin, pinched his mouth, and forced the wine into it: "See who you are, they can wait for you in the underworld and continue to torture you. After drinking this glass of dead-headed wine, I will send you on your way!"

Everyone was shocked and had their heads stolen?

What is Shi Jian doing?

Lin Hu turned his head and struggled desperately, but unfortunately he couldn't resist it. He was choked by the sip of wine and was inexplicably frightened: "You dare!"

"Why don't I dare?"

"If you kill me, Lin tribe will definitely avenge the Ishima tribe!"

"That's the matter of Ishibu, what does it have to do with me?"

"Even if you escape to the ends of the world, the killer of the Lin tribe will definitely chase you!"

"Who knows I did it?"

"No! I am the supervisor! You can't kill me!"

No matter how Lin Hu warned, clamored, and begged for mercy, Shi Jian ignored it. He stretched out his hands and two small purple flames burned on Lin Hu's shoulder joints.

Shi Jian jokingly said, "Sorry, Lord Lin, I am just in the Qi Refining Period. Shura Zihuo can only release such a little. If you endure it, it will be over soon. Be good."

Lin Hu couldn't struggle and let out a shrill scream, but unfortunately the soundproof array was removed from nearby, so it was impossible for anyone to hear it.

His arms were cut and burned by the thin purple fire, and slowly melted apart. Even the blood was vaporized by the purple fire, and the wound was burned to stop bleeding, which was simply cruel torture.

Finally, after his arms landed on the ground, Shi Jian used the same trick again and cut off his legs very slowly, and the human stick was formed.

When Lin Hu fell to the ground, he saw his arms and legs in front of him with his own eyes. Shi Jian threw out a large ball of purple fire, igniting Lin Hu's lower abdomen, and quickly covering his whole body.

Lin Hu couldn't move all over, so he could only bear severe pain and screamed desperately.

"Shi Jian! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Shi Jian said: "Yes, when I die, we will decide again when we fall into the ghost realm!"

Lin Hu shouted the last sentence, and his whole body was completely surrounded by purple fire, and his voice stopped abruptly.

boom!

The purple fire was controlled by spiritual energy and was completely burned.

There was a burnt smell in the air, and gradually everything became quiet.

Shi Jian poured a glass of wine and sprinkled it on Lin Hu's last wreckage, and said coldly: "Lin Hu covers up the criminal and commits the same crime as the murderer. He must be executed to commemorate everyone's souls. Master Tianji, I wish you the deceased rest in peace. Lin Hu is the first, but definitely not the last!"

The other four were speechless throughout the whole process and didn't know what to say.

Yang Tuo came back to his senses and stuttered, "Brother Shi, this... this, didn't you say you wouldn't kill him and want to let him go?"

"I lied to him and said that if I let him go, I would give him some hope first and let him look forward to the future."

Shi Jian laughed: "Then I will take away his hope with my own hands, which is equivalent to taking away everything left of him and completely destroying his beliefs. He will die with deep despair and regret."

this……

Yang Tuo was speechless, and could see that Shi Jian really hated Lin Hu.
Chapter completed!