Chapter 128: Killing Sima Mansion

Yujing Mountain, Sima Mansion.

The wind and rain were howling outside, and the people in the mansion were in panic.

Sima Liang, a fourth-rank censor of the dynasty, was sitting in the hall wearing a dark green robe.

He clenched his teeth, his face was red and trembling, his eyes were as cold as a wild beast, and he wanted to eat alive the servant who came to deliver the message.

His son was dead, killed in public by Zhou Jiazi at the foot of Yujing Mountain. Even his head was chopped off, leaving only a charred corpse!
It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

When Madam Sima heard the news, she fainted immediately. After a cup of tea, she regained consciousness with the help of her maid.

But the first thing she did when she woke up was to kick the servant hard, as if he was the culprit who killed her son.

The servant didn't dare to resist and could only hold his head.

"enough!"

Sima Liang clenched his teeth and spoke.

Madam Sima turned around with a frantic look on her face. Her hair, which she usually kept neatly combed, was completely disheveled due to her violent madness. She looked back at her husband and said, "My son! How dare the Zhou family do this?!"

"I've said enough!"

Sima Liang growled again, and this time he used the skills of a famous master to make his wife stay where she was.

At this time, he looked at the servant and asked, "Where is the Zhou family member now?"

The servant whispered, "They should have gone up the mountain!"

They had no magical skills, so it was a long time after Zhou Tieyi drove up the mountain before they got the news and came back to report to their master.

Even in this sudden spring rainstorm, they didn't know where Zhou Tieyi went after he went up the mountain. After all, no ordinary people or even middle-third-grade practitioners dared to follow the carriage.

Sima Liang suppressed his anger and tried to figure out the whole story.

He knew that there was a conflict between his son and Zhou Tieyi.

Zhou Tieyi is lawless and is now the emperor's favorite. He also knows this.

Even in the past few days, with the help of this relationship, his son has entered a new class and is able to participate in literary gatherings with the son of the Grand Simin.

A few days ago, my son even mentioned this matter on purpose, with a smug look on his face...

However, this was also good for him, so Sima Liang did not stop it.

not good!

Sima Liang's face changed drastically. Their family was being used as a pawn!

In the night, rain flowed down his clothes. Under the guidance of Shentu Yuan, Zhou Tiege easily found Sima Mansion.

His face was grim, with murderous intent pulsating between his brows. With a flip of his hand, the blood-red military flag instantly became seven feet high. Then he stuck the flag into the ground, and the tail of the flag fluttered in the wind and rain. Illusory yellow sand filled the sky, covering the spirits of everyone in Sima Mansion, and directly appeared in front of them an illusory river with almost no beginning and no end.

Tonight, this door leads to the underworld. Ah Da took down the horn and shouted in the rainy night, "God-killing Department is doing business!"

This was said to the dignitaries around, lest anyone would be ignorant and want to get involved.

Two consecutive telepathic horn sounds were heard.

On this bitterly cold spring night, the sound of the rain passed through the mountains and, with the help of the terrain of Yujing Mountain, could be heard for dozens of miles.

In the bronze chariot, Zhou Tieyi, who had just left Taixue Academy, could also vaguely hear the sound of the Lingxi Horn below. The sound was melodious, like the roar of a tiger or a dragon.

In the dim carriage, he smiled silently, looked at the word "righteousness" on the back of his hand, and said, "This world cannot be governed by just the word "righteousness"."

Inside Sima Mansion, when the military flag that was between reality and illusion rolled up the yellow sand all over the sky and blocked the entire courtyard, Sima Liang's face changed suddenly.

He didn't have time to think about it, and shouted in a low voice, "Whoever dares to break into the government residence on a rainy night shall be punished with death!"

The words turned directly into power, and the sharp force condensed, giving the raindrops falling from the sky the essence of sharp blades.

For a moment, the raindrops above Sima Mansion turned into thousands of small knives, falling continuously, shattering the black tiles, dividing the flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard, and some even directly cut the wild cats on the roof beams into pieces in an instant.

The sixth grade of famous scholars, 'Speaking of Facts', links two originally unrelated things together with the help of facts, and gives the things characteristics that did not exist originally.

For example, "Breaking into an official residence at night is a crime that cannot be forgiven" is given to "Night Rain", making Night Rain have the nature of a murderous blade.

Of course, the famous fifth-grade "criminal law" method was also used to make the other party believe that breaking into an official residence at night is a capital crime. In this way, even if a fourth-grade practitioner is injured by Ye Yu, he will die immediately!
When fighting against famous masters, you must not let them talk too much nonsense! Especially, you must not believe their nonsense!

He had the words "no taboos" in mind, so even if he didn't use them, the influence of the words of famous people on his mind was greatly reduced. He had the emperor's order, so how could it be considered as breaking into an official residence at night?

He was not overwhelmed mentally. Even if a sharp blade was approaching him, it was just an ordinary knife. It could only pierce through his clothes and fall on his light golden skin, without penetrating at all.

The spear in Zhou Tiege's hand was shot out with thunder, locking onto Sima Liang who was sitting in the middle hall.

This time he was not the one being attacked, but the one doing the attacking, which was completely different from when he faced Che Wenyuan.

The spear shot out from his hand like an arrow, piercing through layer after layer of walls and heading straight for Sima Liang.

In the rain, the mighty power of thunder was stimulated. Today was already a day of spring thunder, and the power of thunder was hidden in every corner of the air. It was stimulated by Zhou Tiege's purple thunder power. Arcs of lightning swayed like silver snakes. Even though people had not arrived yet, they had already crossed a distance of hundreds of feet and swept towards Sima Liang like a whip.

"This house is a city, and thunder enters the earth!"

Another sentence was said, and this time, Sima Liang endowed the entire central hall with the characteristics of a 'city wall'. With the help of the official seal worn around his waist, he forcibly mobilized the abundant earth vein power on Yujing Mountain, transforming it into wisps of bright yellow aura, covering the entire central hall.

In an instant, the original wall seemed to have become a city wall several feet thick, and the earth's energy wrapped around the power of thunder, trying to guide it into the underground.

And in just this moment, Zhou Tiege had already chased the spear, holding the head, crashed through layers of walls, and stepped within a foot of the main hall door!
His sky-blue tights were cut by the rain with dozens of holes, but the exposed skin was shining with golden light. Even if the raindrops were as sharp as knives, as long as Sima Liang could not break his mind, he would naturally be unable to hurt the fifth-grade "Forged Soldiers".

The tip of the gun, which was gleaming with cold light, cut through the bright yellow air in front of the main hall door. Zhou Tiege, who was rushing in like a bolt of lightning, slowed down instantly, as if he was solidified in amber. With every inch he moved forward, more and more earth vein power wrapped around him.

The power of the earth veins that Sima Liang mobilized with the help of the official seal was naturally not the same as that of the fifth-grade Feng Shui master at the foot of the mountain. He could not help but sneer on his face and was about to speak again.

(End of this chapter)