Chapter 235: Seven-aperture Soul-soothing Nail
In the lobby of the Du family.
Chen Huangpi was sitting on the chair on the right, and Du Rugui was sitting on the left.
This scene seems familiar.
The only difference was that there were forty more palm-sized, frightened little men.
"Misunderstanding, huge misunderstanding!"
"Without notification, we dare not barge in rashly!"
"Old Ancestor of the Du Family, please have mercy!"
The young men from noble families begged for mercy and kowtowed repeatedly.
These people and Du Rugui were not from the same era, and their understanding of him was only fragmentary. Although they thought that he must be very powerful, otherwise he would not be so respected by the ancestors of various families.
But no one expected it to be this strong.
Moreover, that whip was really weird.
With just one whip, all the power in their bodies was restrained, and they became the size of a palm, so anyone could be stepped to death with one kick.
Chen Huangpi looked at the whip in doubt.
This was the first time he had seen such a magic weapon.
"Huang Er, do you know where that whip came from?"
The brass oil lamp shook his head: "It looks like it is made of woven hair, but there are no signs of refining on it. It should be its own power."
The whip was indeed made of hair, just as the brass lamp said.
To be precise, it was the sweat hair on the immortal's severed hand.
But that immortal had died long ago.
The body hairs also underwent changes, otherwise Du Rugui would not have succeeded.
Du Rugui looked coldly at the group of villains below.
"You are guilty."
"There are three crimes."
"It is a serious crime to trespass into the Du family's old house."
"You have moved my books and not restored them to their original positions. This is a serious crime."
"If you still try to argue at this point, you are adding insult to injury!"
Du Rugui really wanted to kill.
In fact, he could care less about anything.
What’s the big deal about breaking into the Du family’s old house?
There is nothing in the old house, so you can come whenever you want. The Du family does not have any so-called aristocratic baggage.
Besides, when he was not in the capital, weren’t there many people coming to the Du family?
The only thing Du Rugui couldn't accept was.
His study was passive.
Not uniform anymore.
God knows, the size of each stone slab in the Du family’s old house must be exact.
"My eyes are my ruler."
Du Rugui said coldly: "Let's start with your Liu family."
As he was speaking, two little men from the Liu family flew in front of him out of thin air.
The two men thought that Du Rugui was going to interrogate them to find out which thief did it. They had already thought about how to organize their statements. However, before they could say anything, their bodies swelled up and instantly exploded into two balls of blood mist.
The booming popularity spread immediately.
There was disgust in Du Rugui's eyes. He was actually also a Nascent Soul cultivator.
But after he reached this stage of practice, he no longer sought popularity, but did many good things. However, this still made him feel guilty.
This is not Du Rugui being hypocritical.
But it is the ancestral precept of the Du family.
The ancestor of the Du family was a disciple of the upper sect. He had to rely on popularity to practice. If he took it for granted, he would no longer be a human being after all the practice.
Therefore, Da Kang clearly had six major families.
But when it comes to aristocratic families, people always think of the Five Surnames and Seven Families, and ignore the unsociable Du family.
At this moment.
The little people were almost frightened to the point of collapse.
The ancestor of the Du family said to start from the Liu family, and it turned out that the killing would start from the Liu family.
This is simply an old lunatic.
It's totally unreasonable.
Chen Huangpi, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but applaud.
“It’s more beautiful than fireworks.”
"Tsk, it's just crushing two monks to death, that's nothing."
The brass oil lamp said sourly, "If I were to come, I would use my lamp to burn them until they screamed loudly. That would be both beautiful and pleasant to hear."
Chen Huangpi said, "Then you'd better only bake it to medium rare." "Why?"
"Because they'll scream longer."
"Makes sense."
The brass oil lamp agreed with this and thought about doing it someday when he had the chance.
Good people like Wang Taiyu and his son cannot be born in a noble family.
Someone couldn't help but say, "Old Ancestor of the Du Family, what you are doing is killing innocent people. We clearly didn't do anything evil, but we were punished for nothing. You can't do this."
"Besides, we didn't break into the Du family. You were the one who brought us in!"
"The real thief is still at large. Why are we the ones dying?"
"Why are you asking me this?"
Du Rugui said expressionlessly, "Okay, I'll tell you, because I'm stronger than you, I'm going to vent my anger on you and kill you. I only wanted to kill two of you to vent my anger, so if that's the case, then let's continue."
When everyone heard this, they felt as if they were struck by lightning.
The look in each other's eyes was so angry.
"It's all your fault. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
"Hahaha, there was still a glimmer of hope, but now it's all over, let's all die together."
"Old Ancestor of the Du Family, we are His Majesty's secret guards. Can't you please show some leniency?"
The two secret guards finally couldn't sit still anymore.
The ancestor of the Du family is a madman.
If they die here, the Seven-Aperture Soul-Calming Nails in their minds will fall into their hands.
Your Majesty will never allow such a thing.
They have already connected with other secret guards through the nails in their minds.
But now time is running out, so I can only come out and delay.
Du Rugui glanced at the two secret guards.
He knew where these two people came from, but what did it matter?
Besides, he also wanted to study the secret of the Seven-Aperture Soul-Soothing Nail that could allow a cultivator who had transformed into an evil being to maintain his sanity.
"You're right."
Du Rugui said, "I know about your majesty's secret guards. If I kill you like this, it will be difficult for your majesty to explain. So, you are the thieves who stole my things."
The two secret guards were stunned.
They immediately realized that Du Rugui was determined to kill them.
Just as he was about to explain, the young men from the noble families nearby started cursing in unison as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
"Bold thief!!"
"You have brought disgrace upon His Majesty. You deserve to die!"
"Your Majesty is so wise and powerful, how could there be such a secret guard? I think he must be a fake."
"Yes, they were the ones who stole the things. I saw it with my own eyes."
At this point no one cared who the thief was.
As long as it’s not them, it’s fine.
The two secret guards were furious, but were held down by many children from noble families.
At this moment, all the people's strength was restricted and they were turned into little men the size of a palm. For a moment, the two of them were defeated and were beaten badly.
The most hateful thing is that someone stuffed shoes into their mouths, leaving them no chance to humiliate themselves.
After two bangs.
The two secret guards exploded in frustration, dying to the point of being unable to die any more.
When Chen Huangpi saw this, he couldn't help but recall the time when he was in the underworld and was tortured into confessing by Yama Luo.
It seems that these bigwigs don't actually care about the truth.
All they want is a result that satisfies them.
Thinking of this, Chen Huangpi suddenly realized something.
He learned how to confess under torture!
Evil spirits are different from humans, they don't have any human aura.
Du Rugui stretched out his hand and two black, icy cold nails appeared in his hand.
The two nails are squirming.
Looks like some kind of living creature.
The brass oil lamp beside it saw this and for some reason, it suddenly felt a little excited.
It was not the first time that it had seen the Seven-Aperture Soul-Soothing Nail. The master of the temple had eaten four secret guards before, but those four nails were damaged, not as fresh as the two nails that had just been dug out.
Seeing this, Chen Huangpi asked curiously, "Huang Er, what's wrong with you?"
The brass oil lamp said in a strange tone: "Benjia, I think I'm a little hungry."
"I'm a little hungry, but we have no food or lamp oil."
"It's not the lamp oil, it's the two nails. I feel like eating them." (End of this chapter)