The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 132 Yang Lixuan

Yang Lixuan.

This name had disappeared from the Jianghu for thirty years. When Li Miao arrived in Dashuo, he was already dead.

If it weren't for Ji Tianrui, Li Miao would not have been able to say this name today, even though he had carefully read the files of the Ming Cult and also looked through the previous ones.

In this world, people and reputations disappear very quickly.

A year after death, no one will talk about it anymore. Ten years after death, the name will be forgotten.

Reputation in the underworld is passed down by word of mouth, and few people would write it down on paper or keep it in an archive. Yang Lixuan had been dead for thirty years, and the fact that Li Miao knew this name was already a convenience for him as a member of the Imperial Guard.

Back to Yang Lixuan, this person is a very typical "devil cult leader".

He has never done a good thing in his life. He is either destroying his family or on the way to destroying their family.

Even when I was using the toilet, I was still thinking about who I should kill today.

The Mongols had a way of treating prisoners, which was to kill those who were taller than the wheels. He also knew this trick, except that he would first push the wheels down, lay them flat on the ground, and then compare their heights.

The Jinyiwei's extermination of the family was like chopping an earthworm vertically. But if it fell into his hands, it would be "changed into a flower knife".

If not, the five major sects of Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Kunlun, and Kongtong would not have besieged the Mingjiao headquarters and killed him thirty years ago. There would not have been the incident in which Ji Tianrui took on the five major sects and succeeded as the leader of the Mingjiao.

During the previous visit to the Miao King's Tomb, Li Miao already had some guesses about Ji Tianrui's identity.

Yang Yueze, as the descendant of the person who helped Ji Tianrui come out of seclusion back then, might know the origins of Ji Tianrui.

After Li Miao said this, Yang Yueze fell silent.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Li Miao laughed.

"If you want to be tough, hold on until you die."

"You've said it, suffered, and your martial arts skills have been wasted. If you continue to hold on, wouldn't that be a big loss?"

What he said was so true that Yang Yueze couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Who are you? With such martial arts skills, why don't you have any reputation in the martial arts world?"

"If I had known you were here, I would never have come to Shaolin."

He knew very well that he had become half disabled and revenge was hopeless. Moreover, his life and death were now in the hands of Li Miao.

I can only hope that Li Miao really has a grudge against Ji Tianrui.

Thinking of this, Yang Yueze no longer remained silent and told Li Miao everything.

This conversation lasted for half an hour.

After listening to his words, Li Miao sat on the stone bench in the yard, twirling his fingers and thinking carefully.

"Your grandfather's death was indeed somewhat strange."

Yang Yueze snorted coldly.

"With so many people coming from the five major sects, how could my grandfather not have received the news? If he was not prepared, he would have escaped. If Ji Tianrui had not secretly poisoned my grandfather, forcing him to stay and practice internal energy to detoxify, and if he had not used his weak body to fight against the masters of the five major sects, how could he have died so easily?"

"After my grandfather died, Ji Tianrui began to purge his cronies. If my grandfather hadn't vaguely sensed something was wrong after being poisoned and sent my parents away in advance, I wouldn't be here today."

Li Miao said again.

"But, Ji Tianrui poisoned your grandfather, and it was the masters of the five major sects who killed your grandfather."

"Master Xingchi is also one of them."

"But it seems to me that you don't have any ill will towards him?"

Yang Yueze calmed down and said.

"Once you enter the martial arts world, life and death are your boundaries."

"My grandfather was not a good man, and he was prepared to die at the hands of others."

"As a member of the Yang family, we bear the consequences of our actions, whether good or evil. We are not like those hypocrites who find so many excuses to cover up their mistakes after doing them."

"Although the five major sects fought in a round-robin battle that day, it was fair and square, and my grandfather died happily."

"If Xing Chi falls into my hands someday, I will definitely kill him. But, I can take revenge on him or not."

At this point, Yang Yueze gritted his teeth.

"Only Ji Tianrui, that bastard Ji Tianrui!"

"You used such a despicable act as poison to murder my grandfather and seize the Ming Cult, causing my grandfather to die in obscurity! In his last battle before death, he couldn't even use 70% of his strength! He has become a laughing stock in the martial arts world!"

"I will never close my eyes in death!" "My Yang family will avenge this vengeance!"

Yang Yueze said this viciously and wanted to continue scolding Ji Tianrui.

Suddenly, he stopped and glanced over his crippled lower body.

His eyes suddenly turned red and veins on his neck popped out.

"Sir, I have said everything I need to say. Now I just want to die quickly!"

Li Miao raised his eyebrows and looked at him strangely.

"You've suffered and spoken. Why do you suddenly want to die?"

"You are still useful, I can spare your life."

Yang Yueze was furious and spoke harshly.

"Sir, I really don't want to live anymore!"

"I beg you to do this. I provoked you today, and you vented your anger. We should be even now."

"Now I only ask you to move your hands and kill me! I still have the notes about Ji Tianrui that I wrote down in my arms. You can take them. Other than that, I am really useless to you!"

However, the more he said this, the less Li Miao wanted to take action.

Anything related to the Ming Cult often involves witchcraft.

Death, on the contrary, often has other plans.

Seeing that Li Miao was slow to act, Yang Yueze became more and more anxious.

"Sir, do you think I am a kind person?"

"Although I don't travel around the world much, I have killed many good people in recent years. You should have heard about it! The Sun family in Northern Zhili, the Wang family in Qilu, the Qi family and the Zhou family in Huguang were all murdered by me. I spared no one, old or young, women or children, and they all died in extremely tragic ways."

"You don't have to worry about killing a good person by mistake. You are acting on behalf of heaven, and I have no complaints!"

The things he talked about were all famous unsolved cases in the underworld in recent years. Li Miao had heard of them all, and thought what he said was true.

However, Li Miao still spoke calmly.

"If you don't explain clearly why you suddenly want to commit suicide, I won't do it."

"You Ming Cult have too many tricks. I am a guest. If something unclean comes out of your body, how can I explain it to Shaolin?"

After Li Miao said this, Yang Yueze was silent for a moment.

Suddenly, he burst into tears.

"I, I don't feel anything in my lower body anymore..."

"I'm going to be incontinent."

Yang Yueze looked at Li Miao with red eyes.

"We Yang family can do evil and die, but we cannot be humiliated."

"I can't tarnish the name of my Yang family."

"Sir, please kill me."

"Just consider it as your request!"