The Record of Righteousness

After the soldiers dragged the two corpses to the embankment and threw them into the river.

For some reason, Wan Qing felt resentful towards the ruined temple, and ordered the ruined temple to be destroyed.

But the soldiers were very taboo about ghosts and gods, and they dared not put down the hoes and shovels in their hands.

A voice came from the crowd:

"Father, I think it's best to keep a respectful distance from ghosts and gods."

"We are just afraid of offending the gods in this way."

Wan Qing's cold eyes swept over everyone, and then he chuckled:

"Ghosts and gods? If there are ghosts and gods in the world, why not get rid of all the evil people?"

"If the White Lotus Sect does not eradicate evil spirits, how can it bring peace to Shandong and benefit the people?"

"Did you believe the lies told by those two White Lotus rebellious people just now?"

"What are your intentions in worshiping the demons of the White Lotus Sect as gods?!"

The group of soldiers were speechless after being questioned and looked at each other.

Immediately, Wan Qing snorted coldly, took half a step into the small temple, and shouted:

"Let's see how our family destroys this shabby evil temple! Let's see what the monsters in this temple can do to me?!"

He held a big hoe in both hands, jumped up, and jumped onto the tribute platform like a gust of wind, kicking over all the tributes, incense, incense burners and other items with a "crackling" sound.

Then the hoe in his hand hit the statue's head with a bang, and the head rolled straight to the feet of the soldiers.

Wan Qing laughed a few times, and then threatened the soldiers coldly:

"You all took action against our family and smashed this place."

"Otherwise, the fate will be like the clay sculpture of this monster, not even a whole corpse!"

All the soldiers were well aware of the cruelty of this father-in-law, and they did not dare to stand there in order to save their lives.

Then they rushed into the small temple and started smashing it. A few soldiers showed their courtesy and used hoes to cut into the root of the wall. After kicking it a few times, it collapsed.

Wan Qing walked out surrounded by several losers and saw that most of the temple had collapsed and was smashed to pieces.

He felt very proud in his heart and murmured:

"We smashed your statue, killed your believers, destroyed your temple, and left you no trace of incense, but what can you do to me?"

There is no way to respond to the temple being reduced to a ruined site.

Those bastard soldiers had flattery on their faces and complimented:

"My father-in-law is wise!"

"You destroyed the evil temple here and led the people to the right path. Your merits are immeasurable."

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Wan Qing waved his hand carelessly and greeted the group of enthusiastic soldiers:

"Okay, sons! Let's go to the embankment with our family to do business!"

Then Wan Qing boarded the embankment surrounded by three hundred soldiers.

As soon as I got up, a fresh breeze blew across my cheeks, overlooking thousands of miles of green plains, and the green waves gently undulated with the breeze.

While I was feeling relaxed and happy, I heard the sound of Kun River flowing eastward.

The sound was majestic and powerful, as if it was reverberating between heaven and earth like ancient music.

The rolling river water under your feet carries the sediment, reflecting the vicissitudes of everything in the world, and rushes eastward.

Feeling a surge of pride soaring into the sky, Wan Qing took a deep breath and deeply appreciated the hardships along the way.

With a wave of his hand, he immediately wrote a poem:

Thousands of miles of green waves are boundless, and you can't help yourself.

Thousands of tombs withered and people left in silence, and tears no longer flowed away with a snap of the fingers.

A sparrow is not a swan when he is born, but he has the ambition to reach the sky.

The mother river Luoshui flows eastward, not as loud as the howling of the resentful souls under your feet.

Since a mayfly transforms into a real dragon, how can it be afraid of three-thirds of the quagmire?

Gods and ghosts in Jiuzhou are everywhere in the temple, I hope you will live a thousand years to create peace!

After finishing a limerick, Wanqing's arrogant laughter echoed throughout the world.

Those soldiers were all rough men like Qiu Ba who couldn't read a single word.

Unexpectedly, the father-in-law still had some ink in his belly. Although they didn't understand what he was talking about, they all clapped their hands and praised and shouted, "What a poem! What a poem!"

Later, Wanqing took a few soldiers and walked around the embankment for several miles to survey the terrain.

Finally, I found a weak point in the embankment.

There is no accumulation of willows or grass in this weak spot. After a month of rain erosion, most of the soil here has collapsed!

Looking in its direction, the gap pointed directly at the endless plains and the faint city in the distance.

It is a blessing from heaven to have this gap!

Wan Qing was immediately overjoyed when he saw this. After looking at it, he ordered his soldiers to dig a dam here!

His plan is simple and simple, but it is also extremely cruel and poisonous.

This plan is to destroy the Kun River and cause floods to annihilate Shandong!

As long as a breach is dug, and with the power of the Kun River, not only Qingzhou, but also many other state capitals in Shandong will not be spared!

Not to mention the 100,000 soldiers and horses of the White Lotus Sect, even if there are another 100,000 more! Two hundred thousand!

With the help of this raging water from the sky, pacifying the White Lotus Sect is just a piece of cake!

However, when the time comes, it is not just the White Lotus Sect’s rebellion that will suffer.

The whole of Shandong has been turned into a hell. The Lu region, where the drought has just eased, will be ravaged again, and no one and any animal will be spared!

This gap is like a boundary monument where one hundred single and eight demon kings are imprisoned.

If it is opened, it means that the gods and ghosts are helpless, a natural disaster will occur, and all living beings will be in ruins!

But he Wanqing didn't care at all.

He is now alone, and since his self-castration, his life has been thrown into the eighteenth level of hell.

I thought that the days in hell would be filled with pain and suffering.

But he didn't expect that he would gradually become accustomed to having fun in hell, taking pleasure in killing, and sublimating in doing evil things.

Although he was born in Lu, he has no attachment to this land.