When Xie Jing said this, he chuckled and added: "Oh, I forgot to tell you. Although you behaved strangely along the way and we were unable to get ahead of you and stop you from doing evil, the numerous evils you have committed have thing, we all received a tail.
After all, only we know your methods best, right? Therefore, we are the best witnesses. "
At this time, Zhou Lin said two more words: "Physical evidence."
Xie Jing knocked on the folding fan, nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, there is also physical evidence. Wei knows that you accidentally left out the physical evidence at those murder scenes!"
With that said, he took off the baggage from behind and opened it in front of everyone.
Inside the baggage are small wooden boxes.
It's just that the shape of those wooden boxes... looks like thin little coffins.
Seeing the surprised looks in everyone's eyes, Xie Jing smiled so hard that her peach blossom eyes curled up. He pointed at the small coffins, raised his eyebrows and said to Wei Zhi, "These small coffins are specially made to bury you."
Wei Zhi: "..."
Everyone: "..."
How do you have to chop a person into something so that he can fit inside? It must be quite crowded, right?
Hey~~~ I shivered and didn’t dare to think deeply.
Xie Jing, on the other hand, had already opened a small coffin and took out half a lock of sword spikes and a piece of paper with bloody footprints.
The smile on Xie Jing's face suddenly dimmed.
"Wei Zhi, do you still recognize this sword tassel? Zhou Lin and I knitted it together and gave it to you. For this, the two of us had to learn to knit it for a long time...
At that time, you were very precious.
And it landed on the scene of Lin Mansion where He Mansion was killed. There was also a bloody foot that stepped on it.
I traced that footprint back together. Look, does it look familiar? This is the first home you clean. At that time, you were still wearing the shoes that the master personally bought for you...
He is so dim-sighted that he still imitates women and makes us clothes and Nabu shoes. Every stitch, every thread..."
Xie Jing turned his face away, his throat choked with sobs.
After a few breaths, he sniffed and continued: "You used his hard work to step on our hard work. Where did you get your heart?"
After putting away the first small coffin, Xie Jing opened the second one after wiping his face.
Inside is a fragment of a jade pendant, a fragment with blood stains.
Xie Jing's green and jade-like fingers gently rubbed the parts of the fragments that were not stained with blood, and a tear fell uncontrollably on the back of his hand.
"Here, there is the word Zhi. Wei Zhi, this name was given to you by the master. I hope you can understand: there is no limit to learning, and you should never be too self-aware.
Because you have been so self-righteous since you were a child. The master always wants to remind you and want you to learn to restrain yourself and learn to control your desires.
The world is a big place and we know very little about it. Instead of wasting time on intrigues, it is better to always seek for known things with a spirit of exploration.
If you know it, you know it; if you don't know it, you don't know it. These ten words are hanging on the front wall of your room. They are the master's expectations for your life.
But what about you? Your thirst for knowledge has gone astray...
This third piece of physical evidence is a corner of your robe. New clothes and robes. The master made it for you...
He made so many things for you, but now you don’t know where they are. Was they lost? Or burned?
If you burn it, you will think it is a waste of effort, right? Throw it away?
It doesn't matter, I found one and picked it up. But look, it's covered in the blood of innocent people...
Master, if he had knowledge, how sad and regretful would he be? ! and this……"
Just like that, Xie Jing held them one by one and talked about them one by one.
It makes people cry and full of anger.
A pair of eyes filled with tears, with hatred that wanted to burn everything, stared at Wei Zhi in unison.
Wei Zhineng could clearly feel that every moment, he felt as if he was being pierced by sharp arrows, being cut and split into pieces...
"Stop talking!"
He couldn't help shouting: "If you don't care for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth! What's wrong with me thinking about myself? The master is old and has been eliminated. He should think about us, the younger generations."
He is already dying, and what about us? We are still young and prosperous, we still have a lot of time and future, and if we are still alive, he should think about us. Otherwise, what does he do to support us?
We are his heirs. When he dies, don’t we have to leave everything to us? I just want to get it in advance.
I sent him on his way in advance to save him some pain. What was my fault?
People, who doesn’t live for themselves? Who is not allowed to live for himself? !
Do you want me to guard him until he dies of old age and I am no longer as beautiful as I am before I take over? So what future do I have? What future is there to look forward to?
It’s because he is too old and his thinking is too rigid. He only thinks about himself. He only wants to use his secrets to tightly tie us and trap us. It is because he is too selfish and despicable... "
"Puff! Puff!"
Two flesh-penetrating sounds sounded at the same time.
Xie Jing and Zhou Lin could no longer tolerate Wei Zhi blaspheming their master.
Zhou Lin's knife penetrated Wei Zhi's shoulder blade; Xie Jing's folding fan nailed Wei Zhi's Qihai point.
They wanted Wei Zhi to die, but they didn't want Wei Zhi to die too happily.
Seeing Wei Zhi opening his mouth and howling in pain, but unable to move, he was suffering there all the time.
Xie Jing took out the folding fan and opened it with a snap. Then……
The fan flowers are flying and swirling in the palm of the hand.
Slices of flesh and flowers of blood bloomed all around. Amplify Wei Zhi’s pain, magnify it, intensify it, intensify it even more...
Zhou Lin pulled out the long knife and shook it.
Shaking off the bloody drops that made him feel dirty, he sheathed the knife.
He turned around and bowed towards Lord Di. Apologize.
This was an apology gift, so that he and his junior brother Xie Jing could take action in advance.
Di Ying understood what Zhou Lin meant and nodded gently at him. Say you don't mind and don't have to apologize.
Seeing Wei Zhi's fate, the Hu brothers and the bandit leaders were frightened crazy.
They may have watched Ling Chi execute a person, but they watched it as a spectator, with the mentality of relieving their anger, so they were not afraid of rejoicing.
But now it's the other way around, they are human criminals, they are about to be executed by Ling Chi, and they are the targets for others to vent their anger.
And... too close.
Seeing a person's blood and flesh flying everywhere at such a close distance, and hearing a person's painful screams from the depths of his soul...
You can even feel them flying onto your face and body.
No one can bear such fear and oppression.
Hu Si and several small bosses were frightened to death on the spot.
The rest of the prisoners were also incontinent.
After moving his nose, Xie Jing frowned, stopped what he was doing, and stood up. He blinked a pair of pure peach blossom eyes, flattened his mouth, and looked aggrieved by being interrupted.
He wrinkled his nose again, looked at his senior brother Zhou Lin, and then at Master Di.
