Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Corrupt Shall Perish
Syllable!
The long whip with the arc fell heavily.
"Read!"
The man who was executed drank heavily.
Lin Yirui knelt in the center of the ancestral hall, and at least six whip marks were already crisscrossed on her back.
Flogging is already physically harmful, and the addition of electricity amplifies the pain to the top.
Lin Yirui's face was pale, and her face was full of beads of sweat the size of beans, but she knelt straight, pursed her lips, and looked straight ahead, without showing weakness and pleading.
Directly in front, on the main seat, sat an old man with a withered face, a wrinkled old face with sparse white hair, and a disgusting dead air from the inside out.
He was indifferently looking at Lin Yirui.
On the ground between the two, the corpse with the Eye of Horror was thrown, but no one paid attention.
Syllable!
Another whip falls!
"Read!"
This time, it was not only the executioners who were shouting, but the dozen or so men and women standing around them shouting in unison.
They had different expressions, some were indifferent, some were excited, some were worried, and all of them stared at Lin Yirui tightly.
The Lin family is punished, and those who commit major crimes need to recite the family rules they have committed when they are whipped, make a mistake, add a whip, and stop the sentence!
Just chanting this house rule is tantamount to admitting that you are wrong.
Lin Yirui obviously didn't think she was wrong, so she refused to recite it.
If she refuses, she will continue to be tortured, and she will be beaten until she opens her mouth to recite the hymn, or she will be beaten to death!
"Third uncle, third uncle, people brought it, don't fight, Xiaorui was just confused for a while, it's not her fault!"
The protagonist, Xiang Boy, can't wait to rush into the ancestral hall and shout.
Lin Yirui slowly turned her head, looked at Zhou Yang who walked in, and took the corners of her mouth with difficulty, revealing a calm smile.
Zhou Yang felt a sour feeling in his heart.
The third uncle slowly raised his head and turned his lifeless eyes to Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang looked at him expressionlessly, his footsteps did not stop, and he continued to move forward.
"Third uncle, I have already brought Zhou Yang ......" The black face was reporting to the third uncle, before he finished speaking, Zhou Yang had already crossed him and walked straight in, he couldn't help but be stunned, and was about to stop it, but he found that his body did not obey the call.
The invisible and powerful force restrained his limbs, so that he could not move as he stood there, and could not even stop talking, but could only continue to speak stiffly...... Here, please send the third uncle to ......"
Zhou Yang walked into the ancestral hall and crossed the tortured Lin Yirui, and the executioner's movements stopped on the whip.
The third uncle was originally sitting on a chair with a group of people, but as Zhou Yang walked in step by step, he slowly straightened up, and his whole body tensed.
However, Zhou Yang did not come close to him, but stopped in front of the remains of the Eye of Fear, slowly squatted down, picked up the remains, shook his head and said: "Although it is dead, although it is an evil god, in the final analysis, it is also a god, tens of thousands of people have accumulated flesh and blood, and it is thrown on the ground like this, but it is too wasteful, if anyone can have such a record of showing their hands, they can't be displayed in the center of the hall?" ”
He stood up with the remains in his hands and scanned the ancestral hall.
Behind the third uncle, there is a row of elevated viaducts.
The shelves on each floor are enshrined with dense spiritual seats.
That was the son of the Lin family who had fought and died against the evil god for generations.
Zhou Yang finally shook his head, "The Hulun Lake Lin family has such a big reputation, but I can't see a single trophy, only your own blood and tears!" ”
He turned his head again and glanced at the men and women in the ancestral hall, his expression was like looking at the spiritual position on the shelf, "In the past, the ancestors of the Lin family followed the Mongolian iron cavalry to break through Damascus, drink the Danube River, and kill the nine-headed evil spider god on the shore of the Caspian Sea. But you, the descendants of the younger generations, only know how to hold on to the defects, without the courage of your ancestors, and in the face of the pressing of the evil gods, you only know how to send your own disciples to death! Generations of young and outstanding children have been sent out to die again and again, leaving only you, the guts rats, to shrink into your own nest by their sacrifices, and be fierce in front of your own family! ”
The third uncle slowly stood up, stared at Zhou Yang closely, and said in a hoarse voice: "What kind of thing are you, dare to insult my Lin family's ancestors who have died honorably for the evil god to protect the peace of the past generations!" ”
Zhou Yang said in a deep voice: "If this is glorious, then why don't you die!" Is it incompetence, or is it gutslessness? Incompetent, what qualifications do you have to command here! Don't have the guts, what face do you have to point fingers here! So many outstanding children of the Lin family have died, why don't you die yet! Just live old and be able to be the master of the house? Wang Ba lives for a thousand years, and he is more qualified than you! ”
"Presumptuous!"
"Shut up!"
"How dare you!"
At this moment, the crowd was furious, and everyone immediately started to speak, shouting and shouting, while rolling up their arms and sleeves to go up.
The third uncle's face was pale, and his wrinkles seemed to be a little deeper, but he still waved his hand to stop the movement of everyone present, and said in a suppressed voice: "What an arrogant young man, in my life, I have seen many people who are more crazy than you, but none of them can live to my age, when I was still sitting here to maintain a huge family, they were already dry bones in the grave." It's a good thing to be young and hot-blooded, but there are many things in the world that are more important than hot-blooded! What sect are you from? Do the elders in the door know that you are acting so rebelliously? ”
At this point, he is still worried about his background! Zhou Yang admired the third uncle a little, not anyone who was scolded by the junior could swallow this breath without attacking, this forbearance kung fu is really not an ordinary level.
He held up the remains of the Terrified Eye in his hands, "Do you think this row of spiritual seats is your glory?" I say, "It's your shame!" What is Glory? Defeat the enemy, kill the enemy, bring back the results of the battle, and place it here, it is your glory. Just by dying enough people to fill the scene, what can it mean other than that you are useless? But if you have to have the blood and courage of your ancestors, you don't have to rely on boasting about the end of the same life to support the scene! I've never heard of the ancestors of the Lin family who relied on the same fate to suppress the evil gods of the European continent! Today, Lin Yirui brought this glory back to you, but you abandoned it like a piece of, so you don't need to ask for it in the future! ”
The remains of the Eye of Terror exploded in his hands.
Dry debris was scattered all over the ground.
Zhou Yang turned around and said to Lin Yirui: "The rotten should be let perish, there is no value to save, come with me, the glory of the new generation of the Lin family cannot and should not fall on the heads of these guys who are waiting to die!" With that, he leaned over and picked her up.
"I can walk on my own!" Lin Yirui was a little embarrassed, but she didn't object.
"I know, but I think it's a little more powerful to carry you out!"
Zhou Yang looked up to the sky and laughed, hugged Lin Yirui and strode out.
The Lin family in the ancestral hall was shocked by his momentum for a while, and no one thought to come forward to stop him!