"Yes, that's what we should do. There was a hint of anger in the old man's calm tone.

However, Lu Zheng did not stop there, but continued to order: "Musashino's mausoleum, let's dismantle it! Your father is more suitable to be turned into ashes and buried in the sea." ”

The old man's eyes were stunned for a moment, revealing an obvious expression of shock.

With his status, with his identity, it was the first time that he was so out of shape that he even had a feeling of panic.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, please let my father go! He is dead, no matter how great his sin is, it is over, let him sleep quietly!"

The old man slammed and kowtowed heavily.

"You should go to China, where there are souls of your father's wrongs, and who has spared them?"

Lu Zheng fused the memories of that high school student, and remembered the shame that had lasted for a hundred years, especially the tragedy more than 70 years ago.

Slaughtering tens of millions of evil deeds, even many reckless immortal cultivators did not dare to do it, for fear of being infected with karmic fruits and suffering from heaven's punishment.

However, at that time, a mere mortal, or a group of mortals, made a deligate move against the sky, killing people like mowing grass, making the huge China full of corpses and bones, and full of unjust souls.

The old man in front of him has a kind and kind face, but his father is the rarest butcher in the past, who has committed heinous crimes, but he can live to his old age, which can be said to be the end of his life, and he can also get a beautiful burial.

And those who died because of him had broken bones and died without looking at them. Their relatives can only survive a lifetime of pain.

Such a result is so unfair!

Lu Zheng is not a good person, to be exact, he is more like a bad guy, like a villain, like a big demon king.

Perhaps influenced by the memory of that high school student, this time, Lu Zheng wanted to end this cause and effect, and give justice to tens of millions of wronged souls.

The old man's face was solemn, and he was powerless to refute when asked.

"Musashino's mausoleum, I can demolish it, and ask Mr. Lu to raise his noble hand and leave a whole corpse!" the old man made the biggest concession.

The demolition of the imperial tomb, and the imperial tomb of his own father, is already a great rebellion, destroying the ancient rules of thousands of years.

In the future, when he goes down to the Yellow Spring, how will he defend himself to his father?

"Tokyo, do you think that in the whole of Tokyo, twelve million people, or your father's bones, which one is more important?" Lu Zheng said in a cold tone.

Destroying a small mausoleum and destroying a humble skeleton is naturally a simple matter for him.

However, Lu Zheng didn't want to do it, and he didn't want to do it himself.

This kind of thing, let the old man in front of him, let the butcher's son, do it with his own hands, is the most suitable.

The old man clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "If I had the strength, if I were still young, I would definitely pick up the katana and challenge you, even if it was to die in battle!"

"It's a pity, even if you are a hundred young and ten thousand young you, it is just a few more coffins for your family's imperial tomb. ”

Lu Zheng was condescending, looking down on the spiritual symbol of the whole of Japan with the most arrogant eyes.

Bang!bang!bang......

The old man slammed the ground and hammered out his hands full of blood.

After a few minutes, he exhausted what little strength he had left, looked up weakly, looked up at the blue sky, and let out a long sigh.

"I promise you, I promise you everything! Say, say all your requests, and I won't refuse again. ”

Then, for a whole month, China boiled, the world was shocked, and Japan fell into a deep silence and dead silence.

The descendants of hundreds of war criminals burned all the memorial tablets with their own hands, and even the ancient Yasukuni Shrine disappeared forever in a fire.

Among them, there are dozens of fools who are unwilling to fail, jumping into that sea of fire and turning into ashes together with the dream of the empire in their hearts, Bahong Yiyu.

After the collapse of the Yasukuni Shrine, another news came out that shocked the world.

Through the Imperial Household Agency, the old man issued his last order before abdicating, and he led all the members of the imperial family to witness the razing of the Musashino Imperial Mausoleum.

The bones that had been buried for more than 20 years were also dug up again, turned into a handful of ashes, and scattered by the old man in front of the monument in Jinling City with his own hands.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is just a stupid act that a group of Japanese people cannot understand.

In the eyes of those experts and scholars, they saw that one country was kneeling down to another.

Only a very small number of high-level personnel who know the inside story really understand that behind everything, there is the figure of that mysterious man.

With his own strength, the whole of Japan has since been prostrate at the feet of the dragon!

Vatican, Holy Land of the Holy See.

The Pope, dressed in a white gold robe, holding a scepter, opened a forbidden door.

On the other side of the door, there was a dark dungeon, and an old man in white sat cross-dressed.

The Pope knelt on his knees, presented the scepter in his hand, and said with grief and indignation: "Sage, if you don't do it again, that man will replace the glory of the Lord and become the god of the world, and receive the most devout faith of all people." ”

"When the time comes, the glory of our Vatican for thousands of years will disappear forever! The glory of the Lord will no longer be able to spill over this world!"

The old man in white spoke slowly, and let out an old voice, "The last time you asked me to make a move, was it how many years ago?"

The Pope thought carefully and thought for more than ten seconds before he cautiously replied, "It should have been three hundred years ago." ”

"This is the last time, my body is too old to support the glory of the Lord anymore. The old man in white said helplessly.

As the last bastion of the Holy See, the most powerful paladin for thousands of years, except for the twelve apostles of the year, the only person recognized as a "sage", he eliminated one strong enemy after another for the Holy See.

In order to preserve his strength and protect the Holy See forever, he even gave up his qualifications to be a human being, and dedicated everything to the Lord, supporting him for a full seven hundred years as the Lord's spokesman in this world.

"Sage, how can you be old? In this world, the Lord is you, you are the Lord! Under the glory of the Lord, you are immortal, the first person under the stars!" said the Pope quickly.

However, in his tone, fear was evident.

Today's Holy See strength is not as good as before, if even the Holy See no longer exists, then the end of the Holy See will be regarded as a real coming.

The Holy One is the shield of the Holy See, the spokesman of the Lord, and the invincible demigod in the world!

(End of chapter)