At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Si Yuandao had a headache and everyone said that his nephew was like his uncle.

This girl Chu Zhen is not like her little uncle Ji Qinglin, a fool who only knows how to fight.

He hurriedly asked her to help judge people, otherwise... good intentions could turn into bad intentions through her mouth.

Si Yuandao looked up to the sky and sighed, what a good little girl, why does she have a mouth?

Seeing that Mr. Xie Yuheng had a headache, the corners of Xie Yuheng's lips raised a small arc, but the smile fleetingly disappeared.

Seeing Chu Zhen paying attention to her out of the corner of his eye, Monk Erzhang was confused. Why is this little baby more difficult to coax than her mother and concubine? How can I do this when I am so young and frowning?

Xie Yuheng stood up and walked towards Hulukou alone. The servants in the Xie Mansion and the nursing home all have waist tags with their names engraved on them, and she will take them back to Jiangling...

Xie Mingli's little white hands were rummaging through the ashes, and he wanted to step forward to help, but Si Yuandao reached out to stop him.

"This is the growth he needs to experience, and outsiders cannot do it for him."

Si Yuandao's weather-stained eyes were like a vast and boundless sea, calm and calm.

This is just the beginning, once you achieve it, you will achieve it. The higher you go, the more open and covert attacks you get.

Which capable minister who has left his name throughout the ages does not have a sea of ​​blood at his feet? Even he has blood on his hands.

Xie Mingli took a deep breath, clenched his hands into fists and trembled slightly. Looking at that little figure, I felt the pain in my heart as if someone was hurting me.

With his little sister's ability, he believed she had a way to protect everyone. But just like the various items that his younger sister gave him privately, these must not be seen by outsiders.

The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade. The stool can only remain as it is...

Xie Yuheng wiped the ashes-covered waist badge and used the torch in the soldier's hand to see clearly the word "Yuanbao" engraved on it.

It seems like the kid who asked Qi Yanzhou to sell his house last time and said he wanted to bring a pond of koi back to Jiangling.

Touching the dark waistband, Xie Yuheng's eyes were dazed. Would it appear that she was hypocritical if she created statues for these departed people?

Despite the large number of Jin Yiwei, there is no doubt that Rewu can crush Leng Weapon...

At some point, other members of the Xie family spontaneously came to her side and rummaged through the relics of the nursing home, servants, and bodyguards with her.

Xu Lu and Zhen Youqian, who were resting under a big tree, looked at each other and got up and walked there.

"Hey, what are you two doing?"

Mei Xingyun soaked his hands in hot water. Doctor Xie Jiafu said that this could relieve the trembling of his skin and flesh after frequent shooting.

All they got was the little fingers raised by Zhen Youqian and Xu Lu at the same time.

Mei Xingyun was puzzled, weren't some of the servants dead?

If you have the money, you can buy whatever you want. They are the bodyguards who live with their heads tied to their belts.

After thinking about it, it seemed inappropriate to leave him alone. Mei Xingyun stood up and shook off the water on his hands, raised his legs and quickly caught up with the two of them, holding one arm on each other.

In the leeward corner of the camp, Xie Mingli, who was captured to help interrogate people, glanced at Si Yuandao with a faint look.

He had reasonable doubts about Mr. Si and made up his mind from the beginning to capture him as a young man.

Si Yuandao pretended not to see his eyes, cleared his throat, and continued to teach him the interrogation method:

"Look at his words. If what he says is true, his words must be coherent. Otherwise, his words are flashy and chaotic."

After Mr. Si's lecture began, Xie Mingli calmed down and listened carefully. He can only learn more so that he can help his little sister in the future.

"Moreover, look directly into the other person's eyes, as if the liar dare not look him in the face..." After all the elements were taught, Si Yuandao waved his hand and asked him to choose someone for interrogation.

Xie Mingli nodded, dragged the guard tied up into a knot behind a tree, and then asked again: "Do you want to keep him alive?"

Si Yuandao looked at the large number of Jin Yiwei and said indifferently: "It's okay if we don't stay."

I didn't really expect Xie Mingli to ask anything, just to practice his skills.

After a while, Xie Mingli walked out with a calm expression, only some blood stains remained on his slender fingers with distinct joints.

Anyone who plots against his Yuheng family will die!

Xie Mingli's cold eyes passed over the 'lost lambs' lying on the ground, carefully selecting the next victim.

Jin Yiwei, who usually felt cruel and ruthless, had his pupils shrinking.

Oops, my posture on the mission was wrong, and I encountered the Living King of Hell.

Look at the old man's interrogation. He was polite first and then followed up. This guy, I didn’t hear him ask a word just now.

The next person chosen by Xie Mingli burst into tears. If his mouth hadn't been blocked, he would have really wanted to yell at him, is this what the old man taught you just now?

Behind the tree, the dagger in Xie Mingli's hand gently scratched along the scar on his face, leaving a line of blood.

The scarred man struggled hard, ignoring the pain on his face. Xie Mingli squeezed his little eyes hard:

Brother, I'm recruiting, I'm recruiting! Please take the cloth out of my mouth.

Xie Mingli looked at him with a half-smile, then used a dagger to pick off the cloth in his mouth, and said in a voice like the cold wind on an autumn night: "Say it."

The scarred man swallowed, pretending to be calm, and tried his best to look at Xie Mingli with his green bean eyes, "I'm just a newcomer at the bottom, I don't know what the adults know...ah, uh uh!"

Before he screamed loudly, Xie Mingli stuffed the cloth back into his mouth. The scream was too unpleasant, so don't disturb his little sister who is sleeping well.

The man in the white shirt turned the dagger in his hand and cut a circle of flesh on the scarred man's arm.

Finally, he didn't forget to wipe the blood on his clothes that his fingertips accidentally stained.

Picking the cloth out of his mouth again, the scarred man sniffed, his voice trembling, and there was a strange smell coming from between his legs.

"Sir, spare your life, spare your life, I will tell you, I will tell you everything I know."

"I was originally a bandit in the mountains. I rebelled against myself. After His Majesty ascended the throne, the court always suppressed bandits. I couldn't live with this life anymore, so I joined the Jinyi Guard..."

The soldier standing guard not far away twitched his lips. He couldn't survive and went up the mountain to become a bandit.

This guy is good. If he can't continue to be a bandit, he will directly commit treason and become a spy. Why not skyrocket to 90,000 miles.

"I'm so confused that my heart is clouded. I beg you to be kind to me, so that I can change my mind and start a new life."

After explaining everything he knew, the scarred man burst into tears and begged Xie Mingli to be accommodating.

"Okay." Xie Mingli responded softly, his face hidden by the shadow of the trees, making it difficult for people to see what he was thinking.

The scarred man smiled happily and blew out a big snot bubble. Unexpectedly, the next second, his body tilted to the side, fell to the ground with a plop, and never got up again.

Xie Mingli took a few deep breaths to calm down.

He leaned over and smelled the bloody smell on his body, and decided to take a bath first before taking the little guy back to the tent to rest.

The hem of the man's moon-white gown was stained with mud, and there were mottled blood stains on his waist. He obviously looks like a standard scholar, but it sends chills down people's spines.