I'm a thousand years older than you

The Judgment Platform of the Yaozu was not so sacred and majestic, it was actually a huge rock, which was scorched by lightning a thousand years ago, and the patriarchs of the various clans felt that the meaning of "Heaven struck by lightning" was very good, so they dug a stone in the mountain. A deep pit, placing boulders at the bottom of the pit.

The person under trial knelt on the boulder and accepted the strange gaze from the stands above. Individuals with poor psychological endurance might be so ashamed on the spot that they wanted to sneak in.

However, the psychological quality of those who can be brought to the trial platform for trial is not much worse.

The judgment seat was first built, and the first person to kneel on it was Ying Hui.

Strictly speaking, it is a careless response.

This was also a helpless move, Ying Hui died during the campaign against Hui, and the Yaozu people worried that his death would not be clean, so they dismembered his body on the spot and suppressed him on various hills.

The Judgment Seat was built a few years after the end of the war. I don't know which brother came up with the idea to tie a person with a black grass at the foot of Fengqi Mountain, representing Ying Hui.

During the trial, people gathered around it, accusing and swearing at it, some of them were overwhelmed, and some were emotional, went up and kicked and stepped on the straw man, and ended the trial in such a noisy manner.

When Duan Ya was tried, because he was the demon king's own son after all, the whole clan was not invited to participate. Only the patriarchs of the various clans sat in the stands, and no one dared to really interrogate.The demon king presided over the whole process. To put it bluntly, it was a grand parenting scene.

When it came to the Rat Clan, the situation was different.

The whole family of the Rat Clan has done illegal activities, and the one who killed the invisible family, the weakest of the Monster Clan, is despised by everyone.The demon king's plan is to make an example to the monkeys, and take advantage of the opportunity of judging the rat clan to tell all the monster clans to be more honest.

However, the Yaozu families have a mentality of watching the fun.This Rat Clan is selfish and has always been synonymous with meanness and shamelessness. It has a very bad reputation in the clan, and has neither close friends nor thighs to cuddle.After many years of disappearance, once a big news is made, it is natural to have a solemn trial, the bigger the noise, the better.

Regardless of the starting point of all parties, this trial must be the most formal and severe in the history of the Yaozu.

After thousands of years, although few people have gone down to the trial platform, there are still children of the Yaozu who maintain it regularly, and the surrounding area is still empty and tidy, without a trace of weeds.

The black boulder in the deep pit has been refined by time, and the precipitation has become darker and thicker. Standing on the edge and looking down, you will accidentally think that you are facing the abyss.

Stands were built with special wood around the edge of the deep pit. At this moment, the stands arranged high and low were full of people.

Naturally, there can't be so many people sitting in the stands, and those with lower status can only stand around the periphery and stretch their necks to watch.

There was a little monster under [-] years old, clamoring to look at the person next to him, but the adult next to him frowned and reprimanded him: "It's chattering, the person hasn't come yet, if you don't listen, I'll tell you to go back."

At this time, there was still half an hour before the start of the trial. Excluding the Duan family, all the Yao clan families had already gathered.Thinking about it, it was boring to stay in Fengqi Mountain every day, and finally encountered a big event, so everyone actively joined in the fun.

"What crime did the people of the Rat Clan commit?" the little monster raised his head and asked.

"They murdered their compatriots. I heard that the invisible people are almost killed." The adult of his family turned to another person and started talking with him, "This time, the invisible people will be invited, alas, that scene must be unbearable look."

Another person said: "I heard that the young master will come today. Fengqi Mountain has not been organized so neatly for many years. Usually the young master doesn't like to come to the annual banquet, but this time he is very interested. I don't know why."

"Hey, I heard that the young master came down from the top of the extreme cold just for the sake of the Rat Clan, and made a special trip to Xijing to investigate the case. The young master arrested him, so he will naturally be invited to participate in the trial. It's a pity The young master's parents are no longer alive, so I can't see the young master's appearance."

"Get ahead?" The two of them were talking to themselves, but they didn't notice a voice sounded coldly from the side, full of anger, "I want to see how far he wants to get ahead!"

"I've seen Mr. Crow!"

Seeing this gloomy face, the two who had been chatting happily before, were so frightened that they instantly stood up like two numb poles.

One person even bent his knees and wanted to kneel down, but was held back by another person.After all, they are also respectable people in their clan, so there is no need to kneel down when they see someone like a servant.

But this Mr. Crow has been in the limelight in recent years. He has a group of private guards who are not inferior to Wuyi, and he also controls the intelligence agency of the Yaozu. He is well-informed.Young Master Crow's power is expanding day by day, but the demon king shows a laissez-faire attitude. Many people are guessing that the demon king has changed his mind and wants to establish another son.

Naturally, the two of them didn't dare to underestimate Mr. Ya, and one of them dared to speak up: "Master Ya arrived very early today."

This was originally a small talk, but unexpectedly, Young Master Crow heard it, but his face sank again, so dark that it was almost comparable to the boulder in the deep pit: "You are allowed to come early, and I am not allowed to come earlier? Just because I once knelt on this stand and was ridiculed by others?"

The person who spoke to him turned pale when he heard the cold tone.How could he have such meaning, the whole Yao clan knew that Mr. Crow was extremely sensitive to that matter, who would poke that hornet's nest?

There should be a limit to this Mr. Crow's psychopathy, he can't just catch someone just because he saw the trial platform and remembered the past, right?

The man was thinking like this in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out of his mouth, he just smiled apologetically: "Don't dare."

Young Master Crow's face was stern, he stepped forward, and pushed his shoulder casually: "Go away."

This push was not small, and the man fell several meters away. The people around noticed the commotion and hurriedly stood aside. No one dared to approach within five meters of Mr. Crow.

Seeing that his lord was being pushed away, the little monster rushed up and raised his neck as hard as he could: "What are you doing!"

"Oh?" Duan Ya had already stepped forward, but when he heard this voice, he turned around again with a frightening expression on his face, "No one has spoken to me like this for a long time. This Fengqi Mountain really has no rules, it really is The old thing is about to go into the coffin, can't it be cured?"

The old thing in his mouth is his father, the current demon king.Someone felt that he was uttering wild words, and wanted to stop him, but was grabbed by the people next to him.

Duan Ya gathered his sleeves, with a calm face that could directly scare a child into tears, and reached out to touch the little monster's head: "Little thing, if your adults don't teach you, let me come..."

Before his hand touched the little monster, a slender white hand stretched out, intercepted his hand in mid-air, grabbed it and shook it twice: "What a coincidence, Mr. Crow."

Even if the owner of the voice turned into ashes, he would still remember, Mr. Ya quickly waved his hand, with a sullen expression on his face: "Wen, Zi, He."

Wen Zihe didn't mind his rudeness at all, and said with a smile, "Long time no see."

Duan Ya was obviously disgusted, his perennially cloudy face showed faint anger, as if he was going to draw out a knife in the next second, and hacked to death everyone who saw the scene just now.

Wen Zihe shook hands with him originally, not to express polite greetings, but seeing his expression now, he felt that the disgusting goal had been achieved, and he was very happy in his heart, and he said calmly on the surface: " Why does the young master always have a fiery temper?"

His tone was so gentle that he didn't seem to be cursing, but rather kindly consoling a friend.

Duan Ya smiled coldly: "After many years, the young master still hasn't changed. He has to intervene in everything. He is really enthusiastic."

Wen Zihe put on a posture of bragging with him about business, and said, "Where, Mr. Crow is not the same."

This sentence has a lot of meaning. It can be understood as Wen Zihe's politeness, or it can be understood as "you are responsible for all bad things".

Duan Ya's understanding was obviously the latter. He flicked his sleeves, as if he was going to leave with a flick of his sleeves. In the next second, a strong demonic aura burst out of his hands and rushed towards Wen Zihe.

Wen Zihe seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and while confronting him head-on with his demonic aura, he said to Duan Yuming, "What did I say? He must fight me."

Duan Yuming was excited to watch the excitement, and actually wanted to continue watching, but the timing was not right, so he had to come out and act as a peacemaker: "Today's trial of the Rat Clan is a matter of utmost importance. If my brother causes trouble, I'm afraid..."

"Go away." Duan Ya was not polite to his own brother, and shouted angrily. Instantly, a stronger evil spirit surged up from behind him, and the air wave rolled up, with a forceful momentum, as if he wanted to just run over him Wen Zihe, by the way, buried everyone around him.

However, Wen Zihe restrained his demonic aura, and only let out a small wave, launching a harassing attack from time to time, his face was tepid, and he would never meet Duan Ya's aura if he could avoid it.

Several times of demonic confrontation, Duan Ya seemed to have punched the cotton with a punch, neither could he counterattack, nor could he beat the opponent in any way.He withdrew his hand angrily, and spit out: "It's boring."

Then he turned around, full of anger—and this time he really walked away.

"You made him angry. Happy." Duan Yuming looked at his brother's back, turning his elbows outward, "Now I finally understand why everyone loves to watch theater, because it's really good-looking, and I don't need to work hard."

"Are you angry?" Wen Zihe followed him, "That means he can't beat me. It's embarrassing."

Duan Yuming glared at him: "You didn't take it seriously at all, did you?"

"Of course I'm serious, I'm almost out of my knife." Wen Zihe raised his eyebrows, and it really seemed like that.

Duan Yuming had no choice but to shake his head against this man who was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

Seeing the young lord chatting with the prince, the monster clansmen next to him seemed not to take what happened with Young Master Ya just to heart, and their nervous mood relaxed, and the crowd gradually gathered around.

"Thank you, young master."

The person who had been pushed several times got up early and stood watching from the sidelines, only daring to make a sound when Young Master Crow was far away.

"Small matter." Wen Zihe waved his hand casually.

When the people around saw the young master in real life, they felt that he had an extraordinary bearing and respected him in their hearts.Just now the gloomy atmosphere was gone, everyone seemed to be familiar with the young master, scrambling to talk to him, for a while, the surroundings became noisy.

"You seldom show up in Fengqi Mountain," Duan Yuming lowered his voice, "Maybe they don't know that in everyone's hearts, you are already a well-loved figure."

"Stop watching the show." Wen Zihe also replied in a low voice, "Hurry up and pull away the little girl who is pulling my leg."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Lu (angry): What!My wife grabbed another man's hand while I was asleep?And the little girl hugged my wife's thigh!Can't bear it!

Wen: Do you also eat the flying vinegar of the brat?

Lu (grievance): I haven't even hugged my wife's thigh...

Wen (silent for a while, stretching out a leg): Come here