After hearing his idea, Mrs. Shui agreed very much.
These days, she could clearly feel the changes taking place in Song Yu.
From the initial excitement when he killed Yin Shen, joking with her very easily; to the calm anger after discovering the truth about Chu Ming Cult, killing without mercy, and even the cruel and inhumane punishment of Ling Chi, he could face it. Watching from the beginning to the end with no expression; and now being taciturn.
His body began to exude a kind of indifference and gravity that she had only occasionally seen in Li Chaoen in the past.
She knew that this was the aura of a true superior.
However, is this really a good thing for a young man who is not yet twenty years old and should be cheerful and sunny?
"Then go for a walk," she said.
The two of them were wearing casual clothes, riding horses and walking on a country road.
In the farmland on both sides, you can vaguely see some busy figures.
No matter how affluent the era is, there are still many ordinary people who have to struggle just to fill their stomachs.
Even if such people have evil in their hearts, they usually don't do any serious evil.
But among this group of ordinary people, some became crazy and twisted after joining the Chu Ming Cult.
Not only giving away the family wealth, but also giving away the biological daughter.
Even knowing that there is no return, he does not hesitate.
He couldn't understand.
The two came to a small town. It was not big, but the market looked very lively.
The two men, who were disguised, rode past here and heard many people talking about the earth-shattering event that had just happened in Yunfeng County.
"I just said that the Chu Ming Cult was not a good thing. My neighbor still didn't believe it, so he foolishly gave all his daughters to the ghost cult leader... He was very excited at the time, saying that he would become a god after he died! What a treasure for the whole family. Yo!"
"I'm dumbfounded now. The man was drinking at home all day long. The mother-in-law was in tears for two days. Yesterday, she hanged herself..."
An aunt who was shopping for groceries said with a sigh.
The strong man at the butcher shop next to him took over and said, "Hey, a relative of mine is the same. He won't listen no matter what he says. It's a shame that his family doesn't have a daughter. He gave away all his property and is still saving money there, saying that he will buy something in the future. Send a maid to serve the leader."
"I said that other people's daughters are no longer daughters? I heard that the girls sent here are never seen again, maybe they are all dead! He even fought with me! He told me not to go when he becomes a god in the future. Please beg him, I beg his grandma for help, whose mother is not a ghost when she dies?"
Many people nearby joined in the topic——
"They are all idiots. They don't need to deal with them. They can't persuade the damn ghosts with good words. I don't think they can even do anything to turn their mothers into gods!"
"Yes, the young imperial envoy is still very powerful. Some people say he is too cruel, but after I heard about what those people did, I felt so damn happy!"
"I went to the county fair that day and happened to see that scene. It was so scary. Hundreds of heads fell to the ground in front of you. One of them was facing me with his eyes still open. It scared me to death! Just do it when you come back. It’s a nightmare. But it’s really a pleasure to say it or not, and those people deserve to die!”
"I heard that the imperial envoy's name is Young Master Yu. He is very famous. He is the one who works for us people. What's wrong with being ruthless? Shouldn't we be ruthless to those beasts and demons? I plan to set up a memorial tablet for him at home every day. Offer!”
Song Yu listened quietly and rode forward with Lady Shui.
After passing through this small town, it was already darkening. The two tied their horses outside a small village and cut some grass to feed them.
Look at the small village where the smoke is rising.
In this small village with only about thirty households, four or five households have joined the Chu Ming Cult.
Either give away your daughter, or give away money and go bankrupt.
It is a relatively representative place on the roster.
The two looked at each other and sneaked in quietly.
When I arrived at one of the houses, there was a dog in the yard, and it was about to bark at the two strangers who suddenly appeared.
Song Yu put a finger to his mouth: "Shh!"
The dog immediately lay down quietly.
Mrs. Shui, who claimed to know many small magic spells, was confused by what she saw. What kind of magic was this?
Isn't that the level of those masters in the art department?
The two of them walked around to the backyard and stood there quietly, listening to the conversation inside.
"Master, do you think what they said is true? Is the leader really a ghost? Was he scared away by the imperial envoy? Our daughter... was really harmed by someone, and she will never come back?" A woman The voice trembled and sobbed.
Then an impatient man's voice came -
"Are you annoyed? How many times have you asked the same question? How many times have I told you that those people are all liars!"
"What imperial envoy? He is clearly an executioner! An executioner who slaughters innocent lives! Don't believe him."
"The leader is just hiding temporarily. After all, the people from the court are there with the army. As long as our daughter serves the leader well, she will become a god directly after death. Not only will she no longer have to suffer the pain of reincarnation, but she will also have boundless powers!"
"The same goes for us. As long as we insist on believing in the leader, we won't have to reincarnate again after death! Let those stupid people say whatever they want. We can just become gods ourselves. Do you understand?"
"Oh...I understand, but I'm still worried about our daughter!"
"You are so stupid! So what if you really die? If you die, you will become a god! Wouldn't you be happier than you are now?!"
Song Yu and Mrs. Shui looked at each other and left silently.
Then I went to the second house, then the third house... until I finished the last one.
Song Yu also became increasingly silent.
He finally understood why the Yinshen Establishment was able to attract so many believers, and they remained loyal until death.
"Become a god after death and never enter reincarnation!"
This is too tempting for living people!
And as a Yin God, it is too easy to show some miracles!
The existence of Yin Shen itself is a powerful proof.
Not to mention ordinary people, even dignitaries would believe it without doubt.
Everyone knows that there are demons and ghosts in this world.
Then a powerful Yin God appeared in front of them and told them: "As long as you follow me and believe in me, you will be my believers while you are alive, and you will be my Yin soldiers after you die..."
How many people can refuse?
Mrs. Shui sighed and looked at Song Yu.
“If we want to change all this, we still have a long way to go!”
"People always expect someone to help them, rescue them, save them..."
"The fact is that when faced with injustice and evil, the vast majority of people will subconsciously choose to avoid it, choose silence, and then continue to wait silently..."
Song Yu nodded: "Not many people are willing to be the hero who stands up, because it's not easy to be a hero."
"So instead of being a hero, I want to be a villain who is feared!"
Mrs. Shui hesitated to speak, because she knew that this was what Song Yu had been doing these days.
From a young prodigy who was famous all over the world for his talent, he turned into a vicious man who killed without batting an eye and beheaded countless people.
Not everyone can do this.
Song Yu said: "Next, I will spare no effort to kill the Yin God. It is not that easy to cultivate a Yin God. As long as we kill all the existing ones, we can at least make this land clear in a short time."
"I will ask the court to explain this matter in detail in the imperial newspaper later. The more detailed the better!"
"We must make those people understand that the daughters we send will have no chance of becoming a Yin God after death!"
"Instruct the prefectures and counties to publicize it all the way to towns and villages and make it one of the performance standards!"
Mrs. Shui's eyes lit up, she looked at Song Yu and said, "The former is easy to understand, but the latter... is really not something that a young man like you can come up with."
Song Yu smiled, this is the limitation of the times.
Strictly speaking, this is the limitation of the vision and structure of ordinary people in this era.
They don’t have the internet and their means of receiving information are quite limited.
The reason why we know the name "Master Yu" is entirely because Song Yu's deeds are so suitable for spreading in the world and can arouse people's interest.
But for people in high positions above the court, they are well aware of the importance of publicity.
So I always keep it in my own hands and only want to promote what I want to promote.
Under the threat of demons and troubled times, and under the dark cloud of the founding of the country and the destruction of the country, today's officials have already made a desperate move.
As long as it can change the fate of the country, he can do anything.
If not, it would be impossible for a young man like him, no matter how popular he is, to influence the propaganda of a country.
"Actually, what really comforts me is that there are still a minority of ignorant people." Song Yu looked at Mrs. Shui, "Even though this proportion is already very high and alarming, there are still so many people who remain rational along the way. There is no belief in these things.”
Mrs. Shui nodded: "Indeed, I feel much better listening to their conversation."
"Let's go." Song Yu said, "Go back to Mingzhou and continue killing!"
…
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The eighth day of August.
Suitable: None.
Don’t use it for important matters.
Is killing someone a big deal?
Song Yu didn't think it counted.
So on this day, in the largest square in Mingzhou City, more than 100,000 people were about to witness an execution scene that was far more cruel and bloody than Yunfeng County!
What would it be like to chop off two to three thousand heads in one go?
Not to mention the people watching, even the executioners who had experienced hundreds of battles and chopped off many heads were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
Some people were so frightened by this horrific scene that they could not even lift a knife.
In the end, we have to rely on those veterans who were on the battlefield and are now in the Mingzhou garrison.
They faced this scenario with no pressure at all.
When they faced the Northern Qi Army and rebels from all walks of life, they had seen too many scenes of tens of thousands of casualties in a single battle.
Isn't it just a matter of chopping off the heads of these cultists? It's just a trivial matter!
Before execution.
Lord Zhizhou of Mingzhou personally stood on the stage and read loudly the crimes of the core members of the Chu Ming Sect, and also made public the things that the leader had done.
Worried that the people behind could not hear clearly, a large number of notices were specially printed and circulated among the crowd.
The scholars read it to them.
(End of chapter)
