dognovel Chapter 554 Old Lei is Angry
Chapter 554 Old Lei is Angry
A terrifying pressure descended upon Chu Xuantian's head. Her body sank, as if a mountain had pressed down on her back, and her bones cracked. She cried out in pain, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of her lips.
The fear in his eyes had reached its peak.
Indeed, he is a true god!
The head of a family is actually a true god!
What kind of terrifying continent is this?
Now that she's fallen to this state, Chu Xuantian is filled with despair. She dares not scream anymore, only hoping to survive and find another chance to escape.
"I know I was wrong. I... I will follow all your arrangements." She lowered her head.
"Heh." Qin Zhengwu sneered.
This female demon pretends to be harmless and innocent. If he didn't know that the Holy Light Temple had committed many evils, he probably would have been fooled by her disguise.
Another wave of relief washed over me.
This female demon was actually a War Immortal. If Youyou hadn't given him divine characteristics in time and provided him with a divine characteristic evolution chart, allowing him to evolve into a true god, he might not have been able to intimidate her.
Since she has willingly ascended here, let's keep her alive and torture her slowly to vent our anger.
Chu Xuantian was untied and, without any power to fight back, was taken to the outside of a small scallion field surrounded by a high fence.
"These scallions..." She twitched her nose, smelling the pure energy contained in the scallions, and her listless spirits were lifted again.
These scallions are so nutritious!
Qin Zhengwu snorted coldly: "You are responsible for the maintenance and harvesting of this scallion field. Remember, don't have any ulterior motives, otherwise, I have a thousand ways to make you wish you were dead."
After finishing, he personally threw Chu Xuantian into the scallion patch.
"Yes," Chu Xuantian replied tremblingly.
She watched Qin Zhengwu and Chu Hanshuang walk away, then quickly surveyed her surroundings.
Yes, a two-meter-high fence, with only two wild bulls guarding the entrance.
In her mind, the bull was always just a fourth-tier spirit beast, not even a sacred beast, and nothing to be afraid of.
There were some laborers outside, carrying buckets of manure back and forth. They were probably just ordinary farmhands and nothing to be afraid of.
Wouldn't that mean she could escape so easily?
Chu Xuantian sensed that something was wrong.
We must not let our guard down, and we must not underestimate our enemy!
She cautiously walked to the fence and tentatively reached out her hand.
Suddenly, a surge of electricity shot from my fingertips throughout my entire body!
Crackle, crackle, sizzle.
A burnt smell filled the air, and the electric shock caused Chu Xuantian to convulse, flailing her arms and legs, foaming at the mouth. Her head, already swollen like a pig's head, now had her once noble white hair standing on end, like Einstein's.
Finally, he slumped to the ground, kicked his legs, and collapsed in the scallion patch, barely alive.
She rolled her eyes, her body trembling, and finally understood that the "electrotherapy center" that the beauty master had mentioned was actually this place.
My heart is filled with despair.
Help.
Who can save her?
"I want to go home."
"I want to go back to the land of the dead."
Knowing that this world was fraught with danger, she would rather be annihilated by the Star Clan than choose to ascend.
No, she should have hidden in the Blood Moon Mirror back then. Although the Land of Death was desolate, it was at least safe, and even the Star Clan couldn't reach into it.
"It's all fate," Chu Xuantian scoffed at herself. She, the Holy Light Goddess, the ruler of the second heaven, had actually fallen into this predicament, like a dragon trapped in shallow waters. How pathetic and laughable!
Chu Xuantian lay on the ground reminiscing about past glories. Outside, in the line of people carrying manure, the King of Fengyu, aka the new manure-carrying captain, and Xuanyuan Jiwu's biological father—Xuanyuan Chong—glanced inside.
He calmly instructed, "At least fifty scallions were damaged. Make a note of that and demand ten times the compensation from her."
"Ah, paying ten times the amount, isn't that a bit too harsh?" The dung-collecting underling, aka Lei Qiu, the head of the Lei family, felt it was going too far.
"You don't know who she is?" said Nangong Jue, the head of the Nangong family, in a cold voice. "I heard that she is the Holy Light Goddess Chu Xuantian."
"What!" Lei Qiu exclaimed in shock.
His beloved daughter, his pride and joy, Lei Jiao'er, died at the hands of Luo Xie, the God Envoy of the Holy Light Temple.
He knew that Qin Youyou, the second young lady of the Qin family, had extraordinary abilities and had already gone to the second heaven to kill Luo Xie and avenge Jiao'er. However, Chu Xuantian, the Holy Light Goddess, was the culprit and she was still alive!
"Heh, ten times the compensation isn't enough. It should be at least a thousand times the compensation." He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
A thousand times, ten thousand times, still couldn't bring back his daughter's life!
He wished he could kill Chu Xuantian with his own hands!
However, he dared not do so without the Qin family's orders.
Lei Qiu carried a bucket of manure into the scallion field, and then poured the entire bucket of manure onto Chu Xuantian.
"You!" Chu Xuantian collapsed. The numbness from the electric shock had not yet dissipated. She tried to struggle to stand up, but her limbs were powerless. She could only try to open her eyes, which were covered with feces, and glare angrily at Lei Qiu.
Lei Qiu glared at her, "How can you be like this? Why are you lying on the ground blocking people's way? What bad luck! Ugh!"
He carried his buckets of manure and swaggered away.
Chu Xuan was so angry that she trembled all over. She wanted to curse loudly, but the excrement was flowing down her face and past her mouth. If she opened her mouth, she would definitely swallow it.
All she could do was glare fiercely at Lei Qiu with her eyes filled with murderous intent, her fists clenched tightly, wishing she could punch this peasant to death right now!
Lei Qiu was completely unafraid.
What does he have to fear?
In this small scallion field that belonged to Qin Youyou's great power, God bestowed upon him the great authority of a manure carrier, an authority that allowed him to roam freely in the scallion field.
As for Chu Xuantian?
She was a prisoner, a labor reformer, a guilty servant, the lowest of the low who couldn't even get out of the fence. How dare she look at him with murderous eyes?
As long as Lei Qiu carries manure for one day, Chu Xuantian will never be clean!
Xuanyuan Chong and Nangong Jue stared in disbelief at the scene, both shuddering.
An angry Lei is someone you shouldn't mess with.
Six months ago, Old Lei passed the position of family head to his second daughter, Lei Meng'er. He spent his days doing nothing but carrying manure and was very bored.
Chu Xuantian's encounter with Lao Lei was like meeting a crazy, idle enemy who had plenty of time to take revenge on her.
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Time flies, and ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.
In the vast ruins, the first wave of explorers had already cleaned up all the murals in the corridors and recorded them all with photographic stones.
"If these images were to get out, they would definitely cause a huge uproar!" Qin Fu said excitedly, looking at the images in the recording stone.
Suddenly, she realized something was wrong.
"The timeline of these murals is incorrect."
The women of the Qin family all gathered around, and as they looked at each scene, they all noticed it.
"That's right, the scene should be arranged according to the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, but looking at the scenery in the painting, the seasons are messed up."
“Look at this tree, it should have grown from a small tree to a large one, but in these murals, it is sometimes large and sometimes small.”
"And the arrangement of the stars in the sky. I've studied some astrology, and their arrangement should also follow a time pattern."