Master respects him by serving the devil

The Sansheng Stone has a nice name, but it is not the wishing stone used in the storybook to conclude the marriage of the Three Lives, but a cage for sealing and torture.

For hundreds of years, how many vicious people, or murderous demons have been imprisoned in the Sansheng Stone and tortured.

Min Cang Pagoda has always been a loner, neither close nor hostile to any sect, they are the most impartial judges, everyone can trust them naturally.

Sure enough, someone immediately echoed: "In this world, the Cang Pagoda is the most fair!"

"Yes, yes, the tower master took action, and I have no objection."

Yun Fei didn't expect that Xue Lang would suddenly intervene in this matter, but he could only nod his head in agreement because everyone was watching.

Only Su Ye didn't understand the meaning of Xuelang talking to him for no reason just now. It stands to reason that he shouldn't question the fairest judge in the entire Kyushu continent, but there is some faint premonition that is creeping up in his heart.

Naturally, Su Ye couldn't interrupt the things that everyone agreed on. Zhong Yuxiu grabbed his hand and choked his spiritual veins to prevent him from doing anything he shouldn't do impulsively.

Can only watch.

After sacrificing the Sansheng Stone, five-colored mottled white light burst out, and Xue Lang, who was covered in frost, was wrapped in a divinity, as if a real god had descended into the mortal world. His knees were weak and he fell to his knees.

The Sansheng Stone gradually jumped onto the black iron cage, and the scattered light completely enveloped Ye Shangzhu in it.

Xue Lang said indifferently: "The Sansheng Stone can search for spiritual consciousness, there is no need for interrogation, and it will not cause harm to the interrogated, so as not to hurt the innocent."

It seems to be so benevolent, but it is extremely insulting to the person under trial. No matter what private matter is, it will be exposed to everyone under the Sansheng Stone. What a humiliation!

Then, a wisp of light smoke flew out of Ye Shangzhu's body, and the fine smoke outlined the picture under the light of the Sansheng Stone.

In the middle of winter, there is a lotus pond that goes against the season and blooms a pond of lotus flowers.

The water droplets on a lotus leaf are rolling wantonly, all the dewdrops in the lotus pond are in a state of ephemeral life and death, they will not live to the moment when the morning sun rises, they will not suffer, and they will not even develop spiritual wisdom.

Only on a lotus leaf by the edge of the lotus pond, a drop of blue dew has experienced the change of day and night, but it has not disappeared. Gradually, she developed spiritual wisdom and spiritual consciousness.

At that time, there was often a man in white standing by the pool in a daze, occasionally telling her some stories, or playing the piano, drinking tea, but the little dew was too low, and she lay on the lotus leaf, unable to see her. I don't know what the man in white looks like, but I can only see a white figure walking around.

After hearing too many stories, Luzhu learned some ways of the world, and listening to the music of the piano too much, Luzhu felt that she was about to transform.

Isn't this a fairy?

Maybe the man in white just acted unintentionally, and didn't notice this little dewdrop of hers at all, and he was almost mature.

But Dew didn't have time to think more, the flames soaring into the sky and the monstrous heat wave burned everything, everything except a small pond was turned into scorched earth.

There was water in the lotus pond, which was not licked by the tongue of fire, but the dewdrop was very afraid of the heat, and she was almost evaporated by the heat wave.

She saw that her body was getting smaller and smaller, and steam was rising all over her body, and she was about to evaporate...

At this moment, a gurgling stream of water meandered from nowhere, the stream was strange and red, but Dew didn't think so much, she just wanted to continue to exist, not to disappear.

So, she jumped into the bloodstream.

The blood filled the part that was lost before, and Luzhu felt the powerful spiritual power filling her whole body, and she suddenly transformed under such circumstances.

An immature girl.

Before she had time to think about it, she was very afraid of fire, so now that she had legs, she ran away from the lotus pond, out of the huge palace, and fled into a boundless snow field before letting go.

Looking back at the burned palace behind him, a huge plaque printed with "Kunlun Temple" crashed down...

Seeing this, everyone was surprised, "This little demon actually came from the Kunlun Demon Palace?"

The transformed dew did not dare to stay here, although she really wanted to see the man in white again, although she really wanted to know the reason why she succeeded in transforming, but she still went down the mountain.

For 200 years, she has been curled up in the lotus pond in the human world and practiced silently, almost never leaving the lotus pond.

Even when she met a child who fell into the water, she would lend a helping hand and save a life.

"...Could it be a real misjudgment? This little demon is quite kind."

"This fellow Taoist should not be confused by his performance. Maybe there is another purpose in saving people? I heard before that some evildoers like to lure children, and after a few days of playing with them, they eat them raw!"

"Ah? It's scary..."

However, they waited and waited, but they did not see the so-called "raw children" from the screen.

Nothing happened for 200 years, until more than ten years ago, Ye Shangzhu jumped out of the lotus pond and transformed into a young girl to travel around the world.

The place she went to was inopportune, the place was desolate and lifeless, and the villagers were almost starving to death.

In the distance, she heard the sound of chasing, and she leaned over to see that a dozen ragged villagers, or beggars, surrounded a little boy.

The child was trembling with fright, and the villagers were holding murder weapons, their eyes were fierce, and they saw that the child would be decapitated if the knife fell.

Ye Shangzhu didn't hesitate, she didn't know if it was because she had saved too many children who fell into the water in the past hundred years, it became a habit, or it was the instinct in her body that made her take action.

The first time to shoot someone, the first time to attack others.

She didn't control her strength well, and almost killed those helpless villagers with one blow, but she finally restrained her strength, and those villagers were seriously injured and unconscious, and collapsed to the ground.

The child froze for a moment, then ran away regardless.

Ye Shangzhu heaved a sigh of relief, she walked over slowly, checked the breath of those villagers, but she just fell into a coma.

She was a little scared and didn't know what to do. At this moment, the child who was surrounded before appeared again.

The child's dark pupils were so deep that they couldn't see through them. There was no emotion on his whole face. It didn't look like he was scared out of his wits just now. At this moment, this child was so calm, so calm that it made people's hair stand on end.

Holding a huge stone in his hand...

"what--"

Ye Shangzhu, who was shrouded in the halo of the Sansheng Stone, woke up suddenly. She screamed in pain. Regardless of the pain and backlash in her whole body, she forcibly used her spiritual power to cut off the connection between the Sansheng Stone and her own spiritual consciousness.

The screen stops there.

The Sansheng Stone lost its radiance, was on the verge of falling, and was almost shattered. Xue Lang hurriedly caught it. He looked at the dying Ye Shangzhu with a complicated expression. The girl's eyes were still clear, and there was no hatred. She was just refusing, using the life she had consumed reject.

How much of a secret do you have to hide in order to resist interrogation at the cost of your life?

Xue Lang didn't know, but Zhong Yuxiu, who had been holding Su Ye's arm, suddenly felt sweat on his back and cold all over his body.

Not many people have seen Su Ye's appearance as a child, but Zhong Yuxiu will always remember that six or seven-year-old child, covered in blood and mud, but with calm eyes that are not what a child of this age should have.

He sat silently in front of the threshold of the Zhong Mansion, turned his head, looked at Zhong Yuxiu, and asked faintly: "Is Su Sirou here? My mother asked me to come and find her."

"Bangdang-"

The voice came from the door, and the elegant lady in purple was stunned and speechless. She seemed to have been immobilized, her face was stiff, and her hands were holding the tea tray a moment ago, but now it was all broken on the ground .

She raised her head, staring blankly at the picture of the lingering fog.

At the final moment of freezing, the muddy child held a huge stone in both hands and raised it high, while a person lying on the ground in front of the child.

Zhong Yuxiu frowned and said in a low voice, "What are you doing here?"

It was his wife Su Sirou who came, but at this moment, his wife stood motionless as if she had been frightened, her eyes fixed on the picture that was about to disperse.

Everyone in the ground also cast their eyes on the screen.

It's just an ordinary child, what strength can a child have, even if he lifts a rock, can he still kill someone?

Yun Fei was the quickest to react. He hurried to Su Sirou's side and asked, "Does Mrs. Su think there is something wrong?"

Su Sirou didn't speak, his eyes didn't move, his lips trembled.

Yun Fei narrowed his eyes and asked again: "Madam Su knows this child?" Seeing that Su Sirou did not speak, he blurted out his guess, "Does Madam Su also think that this child is going to kill someone?"

He bit the word "murder" to death.

Zhong Yuxiu gradually had a bad premonition. Yunfei was probably trying to guide something deliberately by asking this question. It felt strange. He couldn't explain it, but felt that everything was in a weird plan.

At the moment when Ye Shangzhu collapsed, Su Ye couldn't hold back anymore, threw off Zhong Yuxiu's hand, and rushed to the cage, sending spiritual power to the weak and dying girl, supplemented by healing.

He had no time to care about what was going on in the hall at the moment.

"Madam Su knows who this child is?" Yun Fei was still pressing.

Zhong Yuxiu couldn't sit still anymore, as a modest gentleman, this was the first time he pushed Yun Fei away furiously, and even used some spiritual power to push Yun Fei to the ground and staggered a few steps.

Zhong Yuxiu stretched out her hand to protect her wife, and said angrily: "My wife has never been involved in the affairs of the Immortal Sect, so why should Sect Master Yun be so aggressive?"

Xue Lang stood aside, fumbled for the Sansheng Stone in his hand, raised the corners of his lips imperceptibly, "Interesting."

Interesting indeed.

Originally, Yunmiaoshan pointed all the spearheads at the connection between this demon girl and Zhuoguangshan. Except for those brainless monks who believe what others say, everyone else thought that Yunmiaoshan was taking the opportunity to design Zhuoguangshan, and sued him. A hidden demon and evil spirit, so as to pull Zhuo Guang down from the position of the head of the eight great immortal sects.

I'm afraid Yunmiaoshan has been the second child for a thousand years, so it's normal to have this kind of thought.

Unexpectedly, Shi Jueming let go of it like this, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

Xue Lang was originally curious, if he followed Yun Fei's mind, how would he act out this play?It was only then that the method of interrogating with the Sansheng Stone was proposed.

But now it seems that this little demon's memory is much more interesting than imagined, beyond everyone's expectations.

Xue Lang quietly looked at Su Ye who was crouching outside the cage, continuously feeding the banshee with spiritual power. He was already sweating profusely, his face was pale, and the spiritual power output was vast and majestic, as if he was desperate It seems to spread out.

But it was useless, the whip marks on the little demon's body could not be healed by ordinary spiritual power, and I don't know where Yunmiao Mountain got the magic whip.

So, what is the thing that this little demon would rather die to hide?

And Mrs. Su, why did she react like this?

Su Sirou finally came to her senses. She pushed away her husband who was holding her, and said with tears in her eyes, "It's all your fault! You shouldn't have taken him in at the beginning! I knew a long time ago that he is not my sister's child at all!"

She suddenly stretched out her fingertips and pointed directly at Su Ye, "He is a demon who crawled back from hell to take his life!"