I am a hereditary jailer, start to suppress the eldest princess

After taking out the identity token, the forbidden army let him go, and Xiao Ran and others entered the Xiangan Temple.

The Saint Wusi people arrived before them.

But also just arrived.

Looking at Shen Yiming who rushed over, Li Heng sneered, "You are really haunted, you can meet you wherever you go."

"Your mouth is too stinky, if you want to complain, just say it, I will help you!" Shen Yiming snapped back coldly.

"Hmph!" Li Heng snorted coldly.

"This military envoy has no time to accompany you to waste time. Last time, you took advantage of the general's case. This time you will not be so lucky. This military envoy is bound to win."

Take people to the temple hall.

All monks, including odd jobs, were imprisoned there.

"We'll go there too." Shen Yiming greeted.

to the hall.

Li Heng grabbed an old monk and was about to take him down for interrogation. When he saw them coming, he smiled triumphantly: "You are late."

Take the old monk into the side room.

Soon.

The shrill scream sounded, and it was horrifying to hear it. It seemed that torture had already been used.

Shen Yiming looked coldly at the remaining monks, "Among you, who has the best relationship with Huiming?"

Huiming is the monk who had an affair with Concubine Jiang.

A group of monks raised their heads in panic, looked at the group of killing gods in front of them, and lowered their heads in fear.

"Don't talk, right?" Shen Yiming sneered.

Walk to the host and lift him up from the ground.

"You are the host of Xiangan Temple, right?"

"Amitabha." The host recited the Buddha's name without sadness or joy, and then closed his eyes.

"Very good! I like tough bones like you." Shen Yiming sneered.

Wave.

Two divine sword guards rushed up and took the host down.

The monk next to him wanted to stop them, but saw them draw out their long swords and point them coldly, and if they dared to move, they would slash at them.

Terrified, he squatted on the ground again, holding his head in his hands very honestly.

"This seat will give you one last chance. Who has the best relationship with him? You can continue to be silent. After ten counts, if no one answers, it will be your end."

He slammed a palm and hit the pillar.

boom!

The violent palm force destroyed the pillar, and the dust fell on the ground.

The frightened group of monks trembled again.

A member of the Excalibur Guard stood up and started counting.

When counting to "nine", a young monk couldn't help standing up and said tremblingly, "I, I know!"

"Shut up!" Huizhen shouted angrily.

"Shut up!" The sword guard next to him slapped him on the face and knocked him to the ground.

The sharp point of the sword rested on his neck, as long as he dared to make another rash move, he would be sent on his way.

"My lord, did you just let me go if I said it out?"

"Say!" Shen Yiming scolded.

The young monk's soul was about to be frightened, so he dared not delay any longer, pointing at Huizhen, "He is Huiming's senior brother, and he is the closest to him on weekdays, and he has the best relationship in the temple."

The Divine Sword Guard next to him lifted him up from the ground.

Huizhen quibbles, and at this point she still wants to deny it, "Your Excellency, please don't listen to slanderous rumors. Although I am his senior brother, I don't have a good relationship with him. You must believe me."

"Really?" Shen Yiming joked.

He kicked him in the chest without any warning, and with such fierce force, he was thrown flying, knocking over the desk behind him and falling to the ground.

With a sweet heart, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing Shen Yiming approaching again, Huizhen crawled back in fear.

"Now you still have to quibble?"

"I, I..." He hesitated for a long time, but Huizhen didn't say a word.

"Bring him here with me." Shen Yiming ordered.

into another room.

in the room.

Huizhen knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

Shen Yiming asked coldly, "Where is Huiming now?"

"I don't know, I really don't know, sir, you must believe me."

"Punishment." Shen Yiming waved his right hand.

A blue sword guard dragged him out, and there were screams. About five or six minutes later, he was dragged in again and thrown on the ground like a dead dog.

"Do you want to keep talking hard?" Shen Yiming asked.

"I really don't know. If I knew where he is, I would have told him a long time ago." Hui Zhen burst into tears urgently.

"He might really not know, why not ask another question." Xiao Ran suggested.

"En." Shen Yiming nodded.

"How long have Huiming and Concubine Jiang been together?"

Huizhen hesitated, not knowing whether to speak out.

Seeing that Shen Yiming was going to be tortured again and tried inhuman torture, he was so frightened that he hurriedly said, "It's been almost two months."

"Tell me everything you know. If you hide something or lie, after I verify it, you will definitely regret coming to this world." Shen Yiming warned.

A blue sword guard took out a pen and paper, ready to record.

Huizhen said: "On the sixth day of last month, I remember that it was raining heavily that day. There were few pilgrims in the temple and it was deserted. We all had nothing to do. After finishing my homework in the afternoon, I went back to rest early. , I heard a suppressed cry from inside. I was startled at the time, and I secretly hid in the window gap to check, and saw that he had an affair with Concubine Jiang, and fell to the bottom of the valley."

"And then?" Shen Yiming asked.

"I wondered if I was wrong. Concubine Jiang has a noble status, so how could she get along with him? I hurried to the Zen room in the front yard and hid in the dark to check it secretly. There were only the maids she brought in the Zen room, and there were guards outside. bodyguard, without her."

Speaking of this, there was a severe pain in the chest.

He screamed in pain.

"Useless stuff." Shen Yiming cursed.

A burst of spiritual power was injected into his body, temporarily stabilizing his injury.

"Go on!"

"Yes." Huizhen replied.

Tell again.

"At that time, I was very scared. This is a serious crime for destroying the nine clans. How dare he do this? He hid in the room alone for a whole day, and then hid it in his stomach, pretending not to know. There was a little luck in my heart, and I prayed Concubine Jiang don't come here again, this matter will be completely exposed."

With a bitter smile, he laughed at himself.

"It's because I thought too much, and took them for granted. Since that incident, Concubine Jiang will come over every three to five days, no more than seven days, and try her best to send people away and make peace with him. "

"Is it gone?" Shen Yiming asked subconsciously.

"No more." Huizhen nodded.

"Who else is in Huiming's family? Apart from staying in the temple, where else do you go on weekdays?"

"He is an orphan, and the temple is his home. Apart from doing homework, the rest of the time is spent in Zen meditation."

I asked a few more questions, but got no more useful information.

Shen Yiming and Xiao Ran looked at each other, and said, "How many words do you think he said are true?"

"He dare not lie." Xiao Ran said.

When Shen Yiming was interrogating just now, he had been paying attention to Huizhen's eyes and the expression on his face.

He is confident that no one can escape his eyes.

Judging based on the information in front of me, it is likely to be the case.

"What should we do now?" Shen Yiming asked.

"Go to the Beicheng County Yamen to mention people, take that pilgrim to the prison for interrogation, and have someone take him to the prison again."

But before that, there is one more important thing to do.

Ask someone to fetch pens and paper.

Shen Yiming said, "Describe his appearance."

"I, I'm not very good at talking." Huizhen hesitated.

"If you can't remember, you will die!"

Huizhen was terrified, and described Huiming's appearance through dictation.

The person in charge of the sighting handed over the painted portrait, and Shen Yiming glanced at it. The person in the painting was thick and thick, with a creepy appearance. Only Concubine Jiang was blind, so she fell in love with such things.

But I still let him have a look at the painting, "Is it him?"

Huizhen shook her head.

"Come again! This time, please speak in detail and slow down." Shen Yiming reminded.

after a little while.

Looking at the portrait painted again, it is even more unsightly than before.

Shen Yiming didn't even bother to read it any longer, and stared at him, "Can you do it?"

The blue sword guard said with a bitter face: "My lord, this is all I can do. No matter how dissatisfied you are, I have nothing to do."

He scratched his head aggrievedly.

"You let me fight and kill, and do some rough work. Isn't it embarrassing for Wu Fu to play embroidery with embroidery needles?"

Shen Yiming looked at the rest of the people, "Which one of you can draw?"

The crowd shook their heads.

Sighing, he rolled up his sleeves. He was just about to do it himself. Although his painting skills were unsightly, the paintings he drew were better than him, right?

Xiao Ran took a step forward, "I'll do it!"

Instead of picking up his pen and paper, he took out the finishing touch pen and a special drawing paper.

Seeing that he looked good and brought his own tools, Shen Yiming was curious, "You still know this?"

"A little bit." Xiao Ran smiled.

Signal Huizhen to describe again.

Following his description, the pen is fast and fast, and all the details are drawn.

After he finished speaking, Xiao Ran also stopped.

Put away the eye-catching pen, let him look at the person on the painting, "Is it him?"

Shen Yiming stretched his head curiously, and saw that the monk in the painting was very young, with phoenix eyes, red lips and white teeth, very handsome, and his smile had a special appeal, which could make people relax.

"It's him! It's him!" Huizhen said excitedly, pointing at the portrait.

"Absolutely." Shen Yiming praised with a thumbs up.