I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

The two Taoist priests in charge of executions in the execution hall looked at Luo Weiping standing in front of them and were a little hesitant to take action for a moment.

Although Luo Weiping is also a disciple of Maoshan Sect, his identity is different now. He is the director of the special investigation team of the North China Bureau, commanding personnel from special investigation teams in several provinces. In ancient times, this was equivalent to a provincial governor. If he was stabbed, and anything happened to him, Maoshan Sect could not bear the responsibility.

Ge Yu hurriedly stepped forward and looked at Luo Weiping with a serious expression: "Director Luo, what are you doing? Your identity is different now. You have to take the punishment for Chiwen. If something goes wrong, who will lead the special dispatch group of the North China Bureau in the future? This cannot be a joke."

"Master Master, I am the director of the special investigation team, and I am also a father. In the past twenty years, I have not fulfilled my responsibilities as a father. Now I want to do what a real father should do. Master Master, I would like to ask for your help." Luo Weiping looked at Ge Yu sincerely.

Ge Yu sighed helplessly, shook his head, and didn't say anything more.

The sloppy Taoist priest walked over, his expression was very touched, his eyes were red, and he grabbed Luo Weiping's arm: "Dad, I can do it myself. I know what you mean. It turns out that you have me in your heart. Even if I die here today, I will die without regrets."

Hearing the sloppy Taoist priest calling him "Dad", Luo Weiping, a tough guy covered in scars, trembled twice and tears fell. He also excitedly grabbed the sloppy Taoist priest's hand and said in a trembling voice: "It's been almost 20 years... You finally called me dad. Today, dad blocked the knife for you. It's worth it!"

"Dad, let me do it. You still have a lot of important things to do. I have to bear the consequences of my mistakes." The sloppy Taoist priest's tears rolled down again.

Luo Weiping shook his head and said firmly: "Son, I lost your mother back then, and now I can't lose my son again. This is the only thing Dad can do for you. I know I owe you too much, so let Dad make up for it a little."

After so many years, the sloppy Taoist priest's heart knot of many years was untied. He always felt that his father was indifferent to him and even felt that he, a dispensable son, was dispensable. But now, when his life was at stake, he finally understood one thing: pitiful parents in the world. In fact, his father always had him in his heart, and he was very important, even more precious than his own life.

It’s just that most fathers are not good at expressing their love to their children. A father’s love is deep and will always be his son’s greatest support.

When we saw this scene, we couldn't help but shed tears, and we were even more happy for the sloppy Taoist priest. The tangle between the father and son had been resolved, but they were facing a life-and-death choice.

At this time, Xinghai Zhenren from the Longmen Sect stood up again and said impatiently, "I say, are you two acting here? Hurry up and do it. No matter who is punished, they can't avoid these three knives and six holes."

As soon as these words were spoken, the dozen or so elders of Maoshan Sect suddenly stood up and glared at the old Taoist priests of Longmen Sect.

My goodness! More than a dozen elders of Maoshan Sect were all angry.

They now really want to kill these old Taoist priests from the Longmen Sect.

Not only do they have it, I right now want to go over and kill that Xinghai Zhenren with one sword.

Kasan was so angry that he was shaking all over, still holding the magic sword, and the murderous aura on him was terrifyingly strong. I grabbed Kasan and shook my head at him, signaling him not to be impulsive.

Luo Weiping pushed the slovenly Taoist priest away and said to the two executioners, "Let's get started."

Two experienced Taoist priests immediately grabbed Luo Weiping's arms to prevent him from struggling and twisting. The knife had gone astray and could have been fatal.

The pain of being stabbed three times is not something that everyone can withstand.

After controlling Luo Weiping, the executioner pointed a very long sharp knife at Luo Weiping's heart and stabbed him with a ruthless heart.

"Stop!" At this moment, a voice resounded throughout the Maoshan Sect's paradise, and the two executioners immediately stopped their actions.

My goodness, I was just joking and got stopped twice in one day.

Hearing this sound, everyone looked curiously towards the source of the sound.

But I saw an unkempt old Taoist priest walking straight towards the sloppy Taoist priest and Luo Weiping. I took a closer look and found that it was the sloppy Taoist priest’s master, Master Songhe.

I was so excited just now that I almost forgot about Master Songhe.

It was really hard to understand why the master didn't show up in such a big scene when his only disciple was being punished.

But unexpectedly, the appearance of Master Songhe was very special, very special!

Because at this time, Master Songhe had a knife stuck in his chest, with the handle of the knife outside and the sword sticking out from his back.

Drops of blood flowed down the wound.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Master Songhe walked straight towards the sloppy Taoist priest and Luo Weiping.

As he walked, he said loudly: "My disciple violated the rules of the Maoshan Sect. As a master, I cannot escape the blame. Director Luo, your status is different now. Although you are a disciple of the Maoshan Sect, you are in a high position. Now the Maoshan Sect is not qualified to judge you. The person who should be punished on behalf of my disciple should be me, the master."

Master Songhe is really genuine. He stabbed a knife in his chest in advance and walked towards us.

In this way, the sloppy Taoist priest and Luo Weiping had no reason to stab him again.

Three cuts and six holes must be made on the same person.

Seeing Master Songhe like this, the sloppy Taoist and Luo Weiping were dumbfounded, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

"Master!" The sloppy Taoist took a few quick steps and knelt down at the feet of Master Songhe with a plop.

"Master... why did you do this, why..." The sloppy Taoist hugged Master Songhe's legs and burst into tears instantly. All his grievances and self-blame burst out at this moment.

Master Song He reached out and stroked the slovenly Taoist's head, smiling and saying, "My good disciple, you really made your master proud. Last time you won the top spot in our Maoshan Sect, and this time you killed a headmaster. If we talk about fame, who in the Maoshan Sect is more famous than me, Song He? My disciple is really amazing, and I am very pleased!"

After saying this, Master Songhe laughed loudly three times toward the sky, with an indescribable carefree and unrestrained look.

The sloppy Taoist priest was crying his heart out, and he never expected that his master would take a step ahead and stab himself.

At this time, Master Songhe pushed the sloppy Taoist priest away, walked straight to the two people in the execution hall, snatched the knife from one of them, and stabbed it into his own chest again!