Chapter 13 1 stone 3 birds
Chapter 13 Killing three birds with one stone
As expected, the disciples who were distributing food discovered three bodies in the stone house area, and the report immediately caused an uproar.
The law enforcement disciples of the Stone House District entered in a line, morning classes were cancelled, all spirit slaves were placed under strict supervision, and the three stewards arrived together, and a grand drama began.
Manager Liu, who had been feeling very proud during this period, stood at the front with his hands behind his back. His face was ashen as he looked at the three spirit slaves whose bodies looked like they had been pierced by thousands of swords.
He narrowed his eyes and keenly felt the cold air.
"Ice Sword Technique..."
He turned to look at Manager Duan who looked helpless and said in a cold tone, "Fatty Duan, did you do this?"
Manager Duan was stunned and responded with a frown.
"What does this have to do with me?"
Manager Liu immediately started cursing.
"Fatty, do you think I'm blind? You're the only one who knows the ice sword technique. If it wasn't you who caused the icy aura on this wound, who else could it be?"
The quarrel between the two fell into the eyes of Manager Liu. He remained silent, quietly stepped back a few steps, and looked like he was unwilling to get involved in the dispute.
Fatty Duan snorted coldly and pushed the man surnamed Liu away. After carefully examining the body, his expression changed instantly. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead inadvertently and his eyes rolled.
"I'm not the only one in the Stone House District who knows how to use the ice sword."
"You mean that spirit slave? Haha—"
Although the two sides had a grudge against each other, Wang Yu was also Manager Duan's man and had learned ice sword skills, but Manager Liu did not believe this explanation.
The last time I saw him, Wang Yu's ice sword technique had not yet been fully developed. The condensed ice sword was thick and large, and the cross-section of the wound he caused was not very smooth.
The three corpses today must have been trained to perfection in the art of ice swordsmanship to form such small wounds caused by the sharp blade piercing the body, and only Fatty Duan can achieve such devastating lethality.
A mere spirit slave who is only at the second level of Qi training and still has to take great pains to condense spirit sand, it is impossible for him to have such attainments in magic.
"You don't admit it, right? Then come with me to arrest that guy and interrogate him."
Hear the words.
Manager Duan was speechless for a moment. He was only thinking about getting rid of his own suspicion and forgot the task that Su Zhenchuan had given him. He wanted to win the hearts of his subordinates, and Wang Yu was the best example.
Now that I am in trouble again, it is really difficult to make a choice.
Besides, in his eyes, it was Wang Yu who did this, there was no second possibility.
He made up his mind that he couldn't take the blame.
"Then catch him and confront him, who's afraid of who?"
"He's your man, of course you're not afraid of confrontation."
Manager Liu sneered and ordered his men to take the corpse and walk towards Stone House No. 83 where Wang Yu was. After a while, they arrived at the door.
He had sharp eyes and was startled when he saw the iron gate showing signs of damage at first glance.
"Could it be that... Fatty Duan has already prepared a countermeasure? Is he sincerely trying to suppress my prestige?"
Not only Manager Liu thought so at this time, but the third manager named Liu who had been watching from the side also felt the same way.
"Wang Yu, get out."
Fatty Duan didn't care about all that. After a loud shout, Wang Yu moved out timidly. Without waiting for the three to speak, his knees went weak and he collapsed to the ground.
"I killed the man. I will let you, the stewards, punish me."
Manager Liu felt serious, as expected!
Although he didn't have a good impression of Wang Yu, this beast named Duan was so despicable that he was willing to hurt his prestige at the cost of his own personal gain.
In this way, he can't succeed at all. He thought for a moment before speaking.
"Wang Yu, right? Do you know the punishment for killing a spirit slave and damaging the property of Hanxue Peak?"
Wang Yu deliberately glanced at Manager Duan and shook his head without saying anything. Don't you know?
Manager Liu felt more confident and explained coldly.
"The Nilingxue Sect has nine tortures: Lingchi, bronze bull, oil pan, insect bite, five senses, sky lantern, soul extraction, roasting, and Yangding.
"If you plead guilty, you will be punished by three punishments at least. You will be put into an oil pan and endure the pain of being fried. After being rejuvenated by a magician, you will have to endure the pain of being steamed in a bronze bull. Finally, your soul will be extracted and refined to become a ghost slave of the Seventh Peak. You will be a slave and servant forever and it will be difficult for you to be reborn!"
This was indeed the first time that Wang Yu heard the penalty provisions. He didn't need to pretend, he naturally showed an expression of shock and disbelief, and stared blankly at Manager Duan.
As if waiting for his explanation.
Fatty Duan was not very smart, but not stupid either. He immediately realized Wang Yu's plan and could not help but speak.
"Why are you looking at me? Stop making random accusations. You never know what trouble comes from your mouth..."
"Manager Duan has such great authority!"
Manager Liu interrupted him, and his aura of Qigong perfection was clearly revealed.
"How dare you lie in front of us, the stewards, and threaten Ling Nu to plead guilty for you? This is simply lawless!"
"no---"
Fatty Duan wanted to cry but had no tears, feeling extremely aggrieved.
His wandering eyes suddenly caught sight of the broken iron fence of Stone House No. 83, and he spoke in a shrill voice as if he had discovered a loophole.
"This fence must be the trace left by Wang Yu sneaking in and out at night. He must have killed those three people!"
Manager Liu's eyes became even colder.
"You mean, the law enforcement disciples who were on night watch neglected their duties and couldn't even keep an eye on a little spirit slave? Do you believe it?"
The law enforcement disciples lined up around were unwilling to take the blame.
"We are at least at the middle stage of Qi training, and our consciousness can be projected out of the body. I can guarantee that the spirit slave Wang Yu was in the stone house the whole night."
Look, this is the general trend. No one wants to take the blame. They just need to cooperate with Manager Liu.
Just at this moment, the disciple who discovered the body stepped forward and said.
"This is my fault. When I was distributing food in the morning, the spirit slave was sleeping soundly on the bed. I saw that he was not working hard to condense the spirit sand, so I kicked a corner of the fence. The damage was caused by me."
Manager Duan: “…………Ah?”
How many spirit stones did you give to make you cooperate so well?
In his eyes, this was a false accusation, a targeted move by Wang Yu and Manager Liu, and a betrayal!
He couldn't do anything to Wang Yu at the moment, but as long as Su Zhenchuan said so, he would never be able to advance to the outer sect and become a formal disciple of the Nilingxue Sect in his lifetime.
"Ha~
“Birds of a feather.
"Wang Yu, don't forget what you got from Su Zhenchuan. What did that Liu guy give you that made you prefer to help him plot against me?"
Manager Liu glared.
"How dare you slander me? Someone, take this fat guy down."
Just as they were about to have Manager Duan escorted to the Law Enforcement Hall at Hanxue Peak, a law enforcement disciple hurried over, handed a cloth bag to Manager Liu, and whispered something.
Suddenly, it was like a bolt from the blue, and he was stunned. His hands holding the cloth bag could not help but tremble.
There was nothing else inside but spiritual sand.
The spiritual sand that the spiritual slaves in Shiwu District hand in every month is one tael per person, and everyone knows exactly who the extra money goes to.
Now that the matter has gotten out of hand and so many disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall have arrived, it is too late to shut them up.
(End of this chapter)