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Chapter 112: Folk customs do not change, both pros and cons (7)

Once a wise man ordered the wise man to eliminate doubts, a woman would not suffer any loss in sleep.

The people who were timid in Furong City were still huddled in their own rooms and were about to set aside, and then they heard the cries and scolds coming from the streets, making people unable to ignore them.

The people of every household were keenly protruding their heads and saw that the person being caught was a famous wealthy and powerful gentry in the city. The most frightening thing was that there was the witches in Furong City, Shu Capital.

Could it be that the Qin army showed their minions in more than a month. If they attacked them, what should they do? Everyone was in danger and wanted to escape from Shu immediately.

Xuan Yingli found the crowd of Rao in Furong City with panic expressions, turned around and muttered to Ying Er. Ying was at 2 o'clock and took the order and retreated.

After a while, the people who hid behind the doors and windows of their homes and looked out through the gaps, the gong used by Ying Er was holding a couple of anti-customer.

The next moment, Ying Er Dang Dang rang out, and then Xuan Yingli said: "The villagers in Shu are Yingli, the most Qin Dushuicheng, and Yingli will live with everyone in the future."

He pointed to the Leng Shuai beside him and said, "General Leng Shuai, even if he broke the Shu capital this time, he was also the one who saved Shu. Why did Ying Li do the truth? The root of the matter is in front of him."

Somehow, the people only felt that Xuan Yingli's expression was particularly pity. They even wanted to cover their ears and didn't want to listen anymore, but in the end they did not reach out to cover their ears, but instead put their ears on the doors and windows and listened carefully.

Xuan Yingli's next words, every sentence, the people were heartbroken.

As if a shout, Xuan Yingli raised his voice and said, "Friends, can you tell me why Yingli tied them up? Where did he tie them up?" Only a cool breeze blew across the street, and no one responded.

Xuan Yingli continued: "Does some people know that Furong City has left the city and traveled more than ten miles across. There is an ancient tree that has a thousand miles of miles away. Bypassing the ancient tree, you can find a terrifying mountain."

A young man couldn't bear it, so he opened the door and ran out. His wife's hand behind him had only time to grab a corner of her clothes, and even the corner of her clothes slid from her fingers.

Qingzhuang rushed to Xuan Yingli, swallowed his saliva, and shouted, "This mountain is the sacred mountain of Shudu, which will ensure the good weather and good harvest of Shu people. The witch warned the people not to disturb the mountain god, otherwise the country will be unhappy and the people will be uneasy. What are they going to do?"

The people who had long been confused and dissatisfied in their hearts were shocked when they heard this. Some past unfamiliar things slowly planted seeds in their minds, and they could take root and sprout just a little bit of opportunity.

When the rich and powerful gentry on the ground heard this, a hint of hope appeared in their eyes and said, "Don't be deceived by Qin thieves. It is clear that they entered the sacred mountain at night and were discovered by us. Instead, they were captured. They tried to destroy the sacred mountain and teach the people of Shu to encounter disasters."

Only when the witch was picked up, she staggered for a while until now, and she remained motionless, like a living dead person. Hearing the cry of the rich and powerful gentry, he looked so despised in his heart, how could he be with some idiots?

Sure enough, Xuan Yingli continued, "How long has it been in the first place in the sacred mountain? Who proposed it?"

The young and strong man obviously didn't know, and stood in the street in a daze. Zheng was standing in the street in a daze.

The people who were still hiding at home saw that they were safe and sound. An old man was supported by his young man. The old man was trembling and wanted to salute Xuan Yingli and others. Xuan Yingli hurriedly came forward and supported the old man.

The old man looked back at Qingqiang, then said to Xuan Yingli: "At this time it was the witch institute of the previous generation, and several adults spread it all over the capital of the Shu king."

Xuan Yingli asked, "Brother-in-law, such rumors have confused the public. Has King Du Yu of Shu come forward to refute the rumors?"

The old man looked a little embarrassed when he heard this, and said, "Wu Shi once told the king that at that time: 'It is only because of the protection of the sacred mountain that there is such a clear voice in the country.' The king ignored it and let it develop."

When the old man said this, his turbid eyes were filled with tears. He obviously had doubts, but because of the inaction of the superiors, he was even somewhat indulgent, he was powerless.

Xuan Yingli was so angry that he wanted to go back to the place where King Yu was locked in Shu, and chop him up immediately.

But the matter at the moment is the most important. Xuan Yingli continued: "Do you good people in the eyes of fellow villagers, can you tell what kind of activities they have done behind their backs?"

"Several people conspired with the Wushou to change their names and surnames. When fabricating the matter of sacred mountain protecting Shu, they need to offer young and beautiful women to teach sacred mountain to protect them again in the next year. During this period, they have made countless money, and such despicable people will be punished."

He stepped forward and opened the blue-clothed witch's miracle. After many portals, he heard the sound of people kicking things, and then everyone could only hear their own sucking sounds.

Wu Shi's face was completely skinless, and his appearance was very terrifying. As a man, his body was hunched, comparable to an old woman. No wonder, he always kept his eyes closed.

Xuan Yingli knew that the people had believed what he said, and then said: "The so-called witch is just a person who ignores the lives of others. He attempts to fulfill his own selfishness."

"Wu Si conspired with others to fabricate a sacred mountain, deceived the people in the country and contributed young women to it, especially those with outstanding colors. Wu Si conspired into the so-called sacred mountain, and placed a huge furnace and cauldron, which was full of blood and stained air, and carved a complex formation to try to refine the Counter Gu."

"If anyone who does not believe, go to the sacred mountain to find out the truth. You should be free from the false words of the word, and you are willing to be condemned."

"In fact, the abundant land of Shu is a gift, which is good in geography and the people are fond of farming, and has nothing to do with the so-called sacred mountain."

The people believed it completely, and they walked out of the house, holding vegetables and rotten eggs in their hands, and smashed them at the tied Wuwu and others.

Wu Si and others moved without waiting, and could only bear it all. For a moment, they were in a mess. No one sympathized with them. Otherwise, who would have felt sorry for their daughter who had sent them out in those years?

Allow the people to vent their anger, only sad blessings remain around them

Xuan Yingli bowed to the people and said, "The Wushi is a member of the Liu family of Miao. He acted with the poison of witchcraft and taught me that the king had caught a king. Unexpectedly, he committed a heinous crime in Shu. Today, he will rectify the Dharma here to respect the lives that taught them to harm them."

Xuan Yingli finished speaking, and a group of people was short of blood splattered on Furong's main street. At this moment, the people only thought about their daughter who would never come back. Even if they cut this group into pieces, what's the use?

They blamed them for believing rumors and sending their daughter out easily. Now it's too late to destroy it.

And the deaths who were executed on the street were notorious, and no one cared about the matter behind them.
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