shock! The villain once again turned the male protagonist into a yandere and criticized him like cra

He didn't know if Sheng Mu thought the same as him.

But if what Sheng Mu said is true, then the mastermind behind this is none other than... the late emperor?

How can this injustice be redressed?

Zhouze fell into silence for a while. He looked at Sheng Mu and found that the latter's eyes were still calm and calm, without any worries. He couldn't help but ask: "The right minister seems to be very ordinary. He has already guessed that the late emperor is among the suspects." Bar?"

Sheng Mu smiled lightly and said nothing.

This secretive and mysterious look made Zhouze completely unable to understand.

He felt that the fog was still shrouded in front of him, and the truth was still hidden in the chaos.

The two sorcery provided by Sheng Mu seem to be important clues, but in fact they are still hearsay and cannot be relied upon.

So what else can we do now?

"Your Majesty, if I could grant you immortality, would you be willing to use this method?" Sheng Mu suddenly asked.

His tone was still calm and steady, but at this moment it was inexplicably a little confusing.

Zhouze was distracted for a moment, then frowned and shook his head firmly.

"Stop joking, I don't want to."

"Why? Wouldn't it be nice to enjoy the glory, wealth and supreme power for a long time and forever?"

For some reason, Zhouze felt that Sheng Mu at this moment was like a bewildering siren on the sea, as if he was trying to lure him to the bottom of the sea where there would be no recovery.

Zhou Ze did not answer immediately this time, but it was not because he hesitated to answer, but because he was extremely strange.

He stared at Sheng Mu for a long time, his clear eyes filled with scrutiny.

"Sheng Mu, what do you mean? You don't want to try this sorcery too, do you?" he asked displeasedly.

"Of course not, I just want to share the emperor's worries. If the emperor has this intention -"

Before Sheng Mu could finish his words, he was interrupted angrily by Zhou Ze.

"Sheng Mu! Let's not talk about how harmful this kind of magic is. Let's talk about immortality. What is there to pursue? I don't care how long I live, but if immortality requires robbing other people's lives, then I definitely can't want it. ."

He knew that Sheng Mu was both good and evil, but he didn't expect that Sheng Mu's outlook on life was so crooked!

Zhouze was shocked.

He considers himself not a person with a particularly strong sense of morality, but he has a sense of what can and cannot be done.

Zhouze decided to give Sheng Mu a good ideological and moral lesson, but——

"I understand. Go to sleep first, Your Majesty. I have some thoughts about this case. I will talk to the Emperor tomorrow." Sheng Mu comforted him in his ear softly.

Zhou Ze found it hard to digest this sudden turn of events. He blinked twice and didn't listen to the last sentence at all. He only asked in a tight voice: "You already have thoughts?"

Sheng Mu said "hmm", raised his big hand and rubbed the top of Zhou Ze's hair, "Let's talk tomorrow."

Zhouze was so curious, and this matter was so bizarre and intriguing that he naturally refused to agree.

But strangely enough, after Zhouze had Sheng Mu caressing the top of his hair so gently, he suddenly felt sleepy, and he actually fell into a trance and fell asleep.

This sleep was particularly deep. Even though he had been thinking about the Liang Long case day and night, he didn't dream of anything that night.

You know, in the past few nights, he would dream more or less of what he heard and saw in the past few days. The dreams were so bizarre that they made him feel a little uneasy.

Zhouze, who was fast asleep, didn't know that Sheng Mu looked at his sleeping face for a long time, with tenderness in his eyes and lips. Then Sheng Mu got up, got dressed leisurely, and left quietly for the time being. bedroom.

He has an "old friend" whom he wants to meet.

Sheng Mu was alone at this moment and did not use the superb lightness skill that he had shown before Zhou Ze.

He walked slowly and slowly in the dark and silent streets, but his pace was extremely fast, not like an ordinary person at all.

After walking out of the capital city, we came to the suburbs of Beijing, then passed through the famous eerie mass graves in the suburbs of Beijing, and came to a little-known hill. The hill was shrouded in gloomy gray fog, like an illusion.

Sheng Mu came to the foot of the hill, raised his eyes slightly, and stared at the entrance of a small cave that was difficult to see halfway up the mountain for a moment, his eyes full of coldness.

Then, Sheng Mu finally used Qinggong to go up the mountain.

But if someone saw it at this moment, they would definitely think that the other party's Qing Gong was not Qing Gong. It was like a magic spell.

I don't know how much faster it was than when I took Zhou Ze with me.

This is definitely not a skill that ordinary people can possess, even if they have practiced martial arts for many years, it is absolutely impossible.

So soon, Sheng Mu came to the entrance of the cave he was looking at before.

It was dark and deep, but no one knew that he could see clearly, just like in the daytime.

Sheng Mu walked calmly and step by step in the direction he was looking for.

Not surprisingly, I saw a century-old agarwood coffin.

Who would have thought that such a luxurious coffin was hidden deep in this humble cave.

But Sheng Mu looked at the coffin for a long time, the sarcasm on his lips still lingering.

Then, he took out the talisman paper he had just obtained from the cellar not long ago from his wide sleeves.

This is not an ordinary talisman, but... a talisman that can awaken the dead and transfer luck.

Sheng Mu used his internal strength to split open the coffin in one fell swoop. Lying in the coffin was a middle-aged man with a majestic face and wearing a dragon robe.

If Zhou Ze were here, he would definitely recognize him at a glance. This is the late emperor.

It's just that the other party's current state is a bit indescribably weird.

It stands to reason that if an ordinary person has been dead for several months, he should have already started to decay. Even if proper preservation methods are used, it is impossible to preserve the body with such a rosy complexion and sufficient vitality and blood.

The man didn't look like he was dead, but rather like he was asleep.

Sheng Mu was not surprised at all when he saw this situation.

He approached the coffin expressionlessly. When he was less than an arm's length away from the coffin, Sheng Mu frowned and stopped, his eyes even colder.

He looked at the man in the coffin as if he were looking at something dirty.

But in just a second, Sheng Mu returned to his expressionless look. He held the talisman in his hand and secretly exerted force. Soon the talisman magically turned into ashes.

It was as if an invisible flame ignited in Sheng Mu's palm, burning the talisman to this point.

Then Sheng Mu let go of his hand, and the ashes fell from between his fingers and the palm of his hand, falling impartially on the face of the man's "corpse".

It doesn't seem like a coincidence, because the ashes seem to have autonomous consciousness and accurately cover the eyelids, nostrils and mouth of the "corpse".

What's more, a lot of ashes floated into the ears of the "corpse".

It's as tight as sealing off the opponent's five senses.

Very surprised.

Sheng Mu watched coldly, and after scattering the ashes, he retreated back to the starting distance without hesitation.

It is no exaggeration to say that he would feel extremely nauseous if he was even closer for a moment.

Then, I saw——