Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"But I don't believe you. I don't believe a word of the murderer's promise."

Feng Changhuan's eyes dimmed, and the sharp blade in his hand did not take a step closer, but retracted into the inner sheath of the tobacco rod.

Yu Fuchen knew that it wasn't that he couldn't bear it, but that he didn't want to.

Even if he dies, he wants the other party to die clearly, and he must return all the name and innocence that were taken away from Fengxian girl during her lifetime!

Yu Fuchen helped up the crying woman, and asked in a low voice: "Madam, do you know what kind of person your husband is?"

Xu Shi's years of co-existence and violence made the woman afraid to speak out in front of others. She shook her head helplessly, begging Yu Fuchen not to ask further questions.

The man glared at his wife viciously, as if she would swallow her alive if she said too much, the woman was even more terrified when she saw this, and the crying alarmed the young man who was still in the house, lying on the door and timidly looking at his parents and a pair of strangers.

Maybe she knew the secret, but these years of dependence made her unable to leave her husband who ruled over her. Even if she knew his evil deeds, she dared not speak out.

It would be embarrassing to ask the truth from her mouth, Yu Fuchen couldn't force it, so he turned to the half-grown boy: "Do you have anything to say?"

"Please, let my father go..." The boy wiped away his tears, helped his mother to wipe the dust off her clothes, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Yes, yes, I have a wife and children..."

"Shut up! Let me ask you, do you still remember the Fengxian girl who lived next door to you and her parents? These years, you are not afraid of encountering ghosts when you walk at night, and you are not afraid of the evil ghosts killed by you in your dreams. Do you want to die!!"

The villain put on a pitiful look of a victim, which made Feng Changhuan even more furious. The man who was beaten with a palm had two lines of nosebleeds.

Yu Fuchen hastily pulled him back to the side, calmed down his agitated emotions, and sent the spiritual flow into his body to suspend the injury, then punched him head-on again, forcefully knocking out the man's two front teeth.

This situation frightened the mother and son, who were stunned for a long while before remembering to grab Yu Fuchen's cuff and beg, "Don't hit me, son, don't hit me... That's my man, or the child's father!"

"Let me ask you, do you know Fengxian girl?"

Resisting the urge to howl, Madam nodded.

"Then do you know that Miss Fengxian and her parents were killed by your husband?"

"Impossible! Her parents were killed by Fengxian herself. It is also in accordance with the law of heaven that she was punished and burned to death. What does it have to do with my husband?"

Ignorant people always have the most innocent dreams.

Even though he was reluctant, Yu Fuchen retold Fengxian's story again, and seeing the mother and son's complexion became more and more ugly, he felt a little bit of luck for human nature.

I thought that the woman who suffered from the same illness as Fengxian and who had been tortured by the wicked for many years would have a heart of compassion, willing to do justice for the heavens, and willing to make an end to all the sufferings in the past, but the result was unexpected.

"Son, my husband did something wrong, but Fengxian has been dead for 20 years, why bother to take away the happiness of our family in order to give her justice?"

Yu Fuchen was startled when he heard the words, he couldn't figure out the meaning of the woman's words for a long time, he didn't want to admit it, but he had to confirm: "Ma'am, do you understand what you are talking about?"

Feng Changhuan sighed deeply. It is true that poor people must have something to hate. Those who sympathized with women did not wait for the reward they deserved.

With the help of the woman, the man gained more confidence. He pushed away Feng Changhuan who was squatting in front of him, and climbed forward to hug his wife and children, knowing that there was no denying his crime. There is only room for him to pretend to be pitiful to gain sympathy.

"...I still have a wife, children, and family. Why bother to join my family for Fengxian's family that disappeared 20 years ago. I killed her, but it's all because Fengxian seduced me first. If it wasn't for her shamelessness, how could she have caused her death?...Yes, it's all because she seduced first, she didn't resist, she didn't show her will with death, she asked for it!!"

If he hadn't been hiding behind his wife at this moment, using his wife as a human shield, Yu Fuchen would have beaten his six relatives to deny him. A man who just called his wife useless now has to rely on his wife to save his life. How ironic! !

Before Yu Fuchen could make a move, a ray of green light flew by quickly, skillfully avoiding the woman in front of him, and hitting the man's forehead impartially, the painful man screamed on the spot, and passed out.

Qian Gong Wen Que walked slowly with the support of Gu She Tiannv, and his thin lips trembled slightly due to his words, wishing to tear up the scumbag on the spot.

"Bastard! You can say this kind of thing, why should you question the victim's fault? Her weakness and her inability are not an excuse for your crime! This emperor will do justice for the heavens today!!"

After saying that, he wanted to push away the woman who was kneeling at his feet begging, it can be seen that Yuhuang is indeed a decisive and wise king.

Yu Fuchen was looking forward to the good show of the villain being punished, so he didn't stop it, but Feng Changhuan hesitated to speak, and almost tried to stop him, but the little wild wolf held his hand and pressed him back into his arms.

"Master, it is most appropriate for the shark king who has protected the lonely island for ten years to take action. You should not follow the muddy water. I don't want your hands to be stained by such dirty and vile villains."

"It's not as simple as you think. I can guarantee that within three seconds, Qian Gong will definitely stop."

As soon as the words fell, Qian Gong Wen Que, who was angry and stretched his sharp claws towards the scumbag, stopped suddenly. There was a frail young man with open arms in front of him. Even if he was facing death, he never backed away half a step.

"You... get out of the way!"

"Brother Mermaid, please, let my father go...he knows his mistake, and he will correct it, please don't...don't let me become a homeless orphan."

When he said this, apart from the rotten wounds, the young man had scars all over his body that were the same as those of the woman, and pus was constantly flowing, which looked like the result of long-term abuse.

Qian Gong Wen Que was full of confusion, eager to find answers to many questions, but when the words came to his lips, he just said indifferently: "Why?"

"Even if he made a mistake, it won't change the fact that he is my father."

"What he did was not a mistake, it was a crime!!"

"So what! The person who was killed has nothing to do with me, but if my father is punished, I will lose my dearest relative! Brother Mermaid... People always judge others from a moral standpoint, but when things happen to themselves, How many people can be fair and just? I'm just a little selfish, what's wrong??"

Qian Gong Wen Que lowered his eyes and stared at the soul bottle held in his palm, feeling lost and melancholy, and smiled back in anger.

"Ha... Gou Wazi, Gou Wazi, if your husband hears your rebellious words, he will be very sad..."

"Sir is gone, that's why I can't lose Daddy again, Brother Mermaid, I beg you, let Daddy go."

Yu Fuchen felt that this nickname was quite familiar, thinking that it was the little devil who appeared many times in the stories of the King of Sharks and Si Wei, he felt mixed feelings.

It seems that the Shaman Emperor won't have the heart to do it this time. Could it be that the master expected such a result early on?

Feng Changhuan took his hand and stood up with strength, heaved a long sigh, seeing Qian Gong Wenque's eyes full of helplessness, he knew that this problem was still thrown back on his head.

"Thousand Palace..."

"Friend, can you listen to me?"

"If you are pleading for the wicked, then you don't have to."

"I will never refute half a word for his crime, but if he really died, how will the orphans and widows left behind live? I just hope you can come up with a way to get the best of both worlds, otherwise... I feel uneasy .”

This moral issue has been tossed around, and people from different positions will have different opinions. For example, Yu Fuchen and Feng Changhuan, who are dedicated to seeking justice for Fengxian, firmly believe that only by executing the villains can comfort Fengxian and his parents, and The living spirit of her young son who died young.

For example, Gouwazi, mother and son who have endured domestic violence for many years, are suffering and suffering, but still refuse to seek relief.

To be fair, they are not to blame in the final analysis, but the etiquette of husband as wife and father as son is deeply imprinted in their minds by the feudal society, so that they are born servile and cannot choose their own future.

It's also like the Shark Emperor Qiangong Wenque, who was supposed to kill decisively, but was confused because of his personal affair.

This is not his shortcoming, but his Achilles' heel.

"What if I don't agree? Apart from death, is there any way to obliterate his evil deeds?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Qian Gong Wen Que closed his eyes in pain, his voice was hoarse and weak: "What is the difference between you now, Tianyu Mountain, and the people in Lingxue Palace who want to force you to death?"

Yu Fuchen felt that this matter was no longer an entanglement between Fengxian and a scumbag, but had risen to a decision between Feng Changhuan and Qian Gongwenque.

"Don't be like this, master, Yuhuang, please calm down. My master only wants to seek justice for Fengxian girl, not kill her. You know that he is guilty, so why bother to intercede for him?"

"You misunderstood me. I have never had the compassion to condone the wicked. It's been a long time since the incident happened, and the person involved is no longer alive. I just don't want the son of a bitch to become an orphan. If your righteousness is to eradicate the wicked, not Protecting the innocent is difficult, and the emperor will not stop you."

Saying that, Qian Gong Wen Que pointed at the unconscious person on the ground, knowing that he was going to a dead end, the fallacy was unreasonable, and he stopped insisting, holding the soul bottle in his hand tightly and retreating a little further.

Gushe Tiannv is caught in a dilemma, she wants to speak up for the Emperor Yuhuang, but she doesn't want to let down Fengxian who once trusted her wholeheartedly.

Besides, she is well aware of Yuhuang's temperament, he is too emotional and will be blinded, so he needs a good friend like Feng Changhuan to remind him not to go astray.

What could have been easily settled as long as a white knife enters and a red knife exits, unexpectedly involves many people and makes them unhappy.

Yu Fuchen coughed lightly, and eased the atmosphere with a naive smile: "Actually, you don't have to blush for this, I have a way to have both."

After all, he took advantage of the scumbag's unconsciousness, tore off the latter's underwear, and pointed the knife between his legs.

"To put it bluntly, this thing is the root of all evil. It not only harmed Fengxian, but also made his wife and children suffer for it. As long as it is destroyed, the days to come will be peaceful, and there will be no more calamities of bullying men and women. Preserving his ability to support his family will allow him to pay a heavy price for the evil he has done for the rest of his life."

Seeing that everyone's faces were extremely pale, and Feng Changhuan's face was even darker, Yu Fuchen hurriedly added:

"Master, don't get me wrong! I think he killed too many people, and it would be too easy to let him die. If it were me, I would want him to live in pain and to worship the souls of the Fengxian family until his death." , to be an ox and a horse to atone for all the sins he did before, until he died of old age and died in the underworld, and he also had to be tortured in purgatory."

"you……"

Feng Changhuan gritted his teeth and pulled out the scabbard knife, stomped his feet fiercely, and the strong wind blew away the dead branches and fallen leaves around him.

As he approached step by step, the woman was eager to protect her husband, and rushed forward to block her husband, begging bitterly.

"Xianjun, please, let the child's father go..."

"Ignorance is not a crime, but murder is."

"Do you really have the heart to make our orphans and widows homeless!!"

"Don't be morally kidnapped and impose your own suffering on others."

With the knife in hand, the blood is already there.

Feng Changhuan closed his eyes and leaned over, picked up the dirty head that rolled on the ground, tore off the hem of his clothes and wrapped it, then turned and left amidst the woman's hoarse wailing.

"I have never claimed to be decent. Don't use the morality of the rivers and lakes to overwhelm me. Who deserves to die, and who deserves to live? It is only right and proper to kill people for their lives. Gods and Buddhas do not pity the world. I pity. Killing and killing, the infamy is enough for me alone, so as not to dirty other people's hands."

The author has something to say: Physical supersession is simply too expensive.

The big brother of the underworld, Feng Changhuan, came online, and he finally had a little awareness of being a villain.

Thank you for reading the text of the little cutie ah.