Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

But a few days later, all the believers arrived at the temple on time without exception.

When all the believers gathered in the hall, the first thing they saw was a coffin placed horizontally under the statue.

There was also the Lord God's Messenger who stood silently beside the coffin with an angry look on his face.

The believers were still wondering why the coffin was placed in such a sacred hall.

At this time, Wei Wu, who was standing next to the coffin, spoke.

"I have called you all here today because I have some tragic news to share with you. The Dharma King has received mercy from his mother and has returned to his homeland of Zhenkong."

Wei Wu spoke in a low voice, but every believer in the hall could hear it clearly.

The so-called mercy from the old mother and return to the hometown of Zhenkong sounds good, but everyone knows in their hearts that Dharma King Qingyang is dead.

For a moment, anger spread throughout the hall.

"Lord God's Messenger, who is it? Who killed Lord Dharma King?!"

"Whoever dares to kill the Dharma King is our White Lotus Sect's enemy. We must avenge him!"

"Revenge for the Dharma King! Revenge for the Dharma King!!"

Just when everyone was excited, Wei Wu suddenly raised his hand, and the entire hall fell silent in an instant.

Looking at the believers below, Wei Wu sighed deeply and said with a heavy face:

"A few days ago, the Dharma King was in deep meditation, unable to concentrate, so he asked me to go to Hongliu Village to preach on his behalf."

"Who would have thought that not long after I arrived in Hongliu Village, hundreds of soldiers with knives showed up. They weren't there to arrest us, they just wanted to slaughter us all."

"I used my divine power to communicate with the heavens and summon the immortal instruments to kill these evildoers, but I feel something is wrong with this matter."

"So after rescuing the believers from Hongliu Village, I rushed back to Rencheng, only to discover that the Dharma King was not at the headquarters at all."

As soon as Wei Wu finished speaking, someone immediately spoke up to agree with him.

"That's right, we are from Hongliu Village. If it weren't for the Lord God's Messenger's intervention that day, I'm afraid all of our villagers would have been killed."

"I'm also from Hongliu Village. The envoy of the gods was casting a spell on our village ancestral hall that day, and then those soldiers came to kill us."

"Yes, yes! Thanks to the mighty power of the Divine Envoy, he used the magical instruments of the immortals to kill those officers and soldiers in a crushing defeat."

When Wei Wu heard that it was the people from Hongliu Village who were talking, he gave up the idea of ​​asking them to be quiet.

After all, what these believers say is most easily empathized by those lower-class believers of the same social class.

While these people were talking, Wei Wu took the opportunity to wave to somewhere behind him.

Not long after, Magistrate Hu, who was tied up, was brought in front of Wei Wu by Zheng Shiye and his men.

At this time, the believers below had almost finished their discussion, and Wei Wu spoke again:

"After some calculations, I finally figured out that it was Hu Guanghui, the magistrate of Rencheng County, who invited him there under the pretext of discussing something."

"Your Highness's usual public identity is the owner of a restaurant. The county magistrate invited him, so in order to keep his identity private, His Highness couldn't refuse."

"But when I led my men to the yamen, I discovered that the Dharma King had been poisoned and had been brutally murdered by them."

"Without any other choice, I can only bring back the Dharma King's Dharma body and bring the villain Hu Guanghui back to this headquarters for trial!"

Having said that, Wei Wu suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Magistrate Hu.

"The murderer who killed the Dharma King is him, Hu Guanghui!!"

When the believers saw the state in which Hu Guanghui was brought out, they had already guessed his identity.

Now that Wei Wu said it himself, the believers' emotions exploded instantly.

"Kill him and avenge the French King!"

"My Lord, please hand this villain over to me. I will tear his tendons and skin him alive!"

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

At the beginning, the believers were all talking about their own things, just wanting to express their anger.

But as time went by, the first thing on everyone's lips was to kill him.

Wei Wu also spent a lot of effort to barely calm the believers below.

He also didn't expect that the death of Dharma King Qingyang would cause such a big reaction among the believers.

However, at this moment, County Magistrate Hu, who was originally kneeling, suddenly stood up and snorted coldly.

"Humph! You White Lotus rebels are to be killed by everyone. As the magistrate of Rencheng County, killing the White Lotus is only natural and right!"

At this time, Hu Guanghui still dared to speak so shamelessly, which was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

"Damn you dog official, how dare you be so arrogant!"

"My Lord, I can't bear it any longer. Please give me the order to kill him!"

"If we don't tear out the tendons and skin this beast, how can we be worthy of His Majesty the King of Dharma?"

The believers were even more furious. While shouting and cursing, many of them were ready to fight.

If Wei Wu had not been standing there, they would have rushed up and torn Hu Guanghui into pieces.

Seeing that the crowd's anger was about to get out of control, Wei Wu quickly spoke to attract everyone's attention.

"Revenge is definitely necessary, but I think this matter is a little strange, and I must first understand the reason."

After hearing Wei Wu's words, the believers finally calmed down again.

Indeed, they firmly believe that once they leave this world, their souls will return to their homeland of vacuum and be reunited with their mother.

But when the body dies, it is dead; this is an indisputable fact.

Since Wei Wu said that there was something strange about this matter, it means that there are still doubts about the death of King Qingyang.

Maybe there are other murderers. If so, no one should be let off.

Now that Dharma King Qingyang is dead, the most powerful person here is Wei Wu, and naturally everything must obey him.

Seeing that the believers had calmed down, Wei Wu continued his performance.

He took a few steps to Hu Guanghui and asked in a cold voice with a cold look in his eyes:

"The identity of the Dharma King is a secret. Even among us, few people know that he is the owner of the restaurant. How did you know that?"

"Humph!!"

Hearing Wei Wu's question, Hu Guanghui just snorted coldly and said without giving any face:

"Traitor, do you think I'm going to tell you? Forget it! Kill me if you dare!"

"Do you think that if you don't say anything, it will be fine? Besides my immortal arts and Taoist methods, I also have devilish methods to deal with my enemies."

As he spoke, Wei Wu narrowed his eyes and slowly raised a hand to place it on his head.

"If you fall into my hands, even your life and death will be out of your control. Soul Transfer Technique!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand hidden in Wei Wu's sleeve moved quietly.

In an instant, an extremely strange sound, like the wailing of an evil spirit, echoed in the hall.