Burning fire

"Lin Juan?"

There was still no expression on Zhang Jueming's face, and the exquisite eyebrows and eyes were as cold as ice: "Are you the current head of the corpse clan?"

It's really the same as the news from Yan Luodian, just a 17-year-old boy.

"It's me." Lin Juan knocked his forehead on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

Zhang Jueming stared at him for a while, then jumped off the window sill.

As soon as his feet landed on the ground, there was a gust of cold wind behind him, and the glass window closed with a "bang" as if it had been whipped by the wind.

Immediately afterwards, the overhead lights flickered on, illuminating the small room.

Zhang Jueming took a few steps forward and stopped in front of Lin Juan. He lowered his head and looked at the back of Lin Juan's head: "Get up first, I want to ask you a few words."

The iron whip in his hand hangs down, and the tail of the whip is dragged on the ground, crackling and bursting into sparks. Even at a distance, Lin Juan can feel bursts of overwhelming heat.

Lin Juan swallowed his saliva, his throat was still dry, he heard his flustered heartbeat, tried his best to suppress the fear in his body, and said pleadingly, "My lord, please take back the punishment..."

——After all, Lin Juan is just a 17-year-old child, even if he is given the name of being the head of the family, he will still tremble because of fear.

Zhang Jueming relaxed his guard a little, but only a little.

"It seems that you are not really ignorant, at least you know that punishment can crush you." Zhang Jueming turned his palm over, using the heel of his palm as the axis, the fire spread wildly, and then went out suddenly, and the punishment was gone. Then disappeared.

Lin Juan was obviously relieved, and he raised his head, but he still knelt and did not get up: "Thank you, my lord."

"Get up." Zhang Jueming said.

Lin Juan paused and stood up from the ground.

Zhang Jueming carefully looked at the boy in front of him.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, it was the time when a boy's body was convulsed, but the little Yin man in front of him probably couldn't do it anymore, or was just disabled.

He is too thin, basically skinny, and his height should be less than 1.7 meters.Look at that gray face again...

Zhang Jueming knew that most Yin people were ugly, but he was slightly taken aback when he saw Lin Juan.

Lin Juan had a round face, and a round face needs some flesh to look good, but Lin Juan only had skin, so his round face became a dehydrated Muggle.

He has a pair of big dark eyes, but his eyebrows are sparse and dull, the bridge of his nose is soft, the corners of his mouth are sunken, and his lips are thin and shabby, pursed into a line.This kid is ugly, it is better to say that he looks a little scary.

"My lord." Lin Juan lowered his head again.

Zhang Jueming moved his eyes away and stopped staring at him.

"A few days ago, I asked Chibao to go to the west of Hunan, and I sent a letter to you corpse hunters, saying that I had something to do with you. Did the person in charge not receive it?" Zhang Jueming asked.

Lin Juan pursed his lips, his back was covered with sweat, and the thin green cloth clothes on his back were wet: "I've been outside recently, and I haven't been back, and I haven't heard from you."

"It doesn't matter if you don't receive it, we've seen it now anyway."

Zhang Jueming: "I don't have time to play around with you. Tell me, is the half-piece of the corpse-tampering talisman I found in Changchun Chuying Primary School yours? Also, why did you show up at Changsha Railway Station?"

Lin Juan was silent for a while, then said, "I don't know what your lord is talking about. As for Changsha, I'm going because I have some private matters to attend to."

"Private matters." Zhang Jueming snorted, "So you don't need to explain your personal matters to your superiors, right?"

Lin Juan was silent.He just drooped his head and froze on the ground motionless.

"Lin Juan, you've even used the world sealing technique, and you're still pretending like this." Zhang Jueming clenched his fist, "You don't really think that I dare not beat you out of your wits with a slap in the face, do you?"

"You bastard!" Zhang Jueming suddenly yelled and kicked the chair next to him away.

The chair flew out and hit Lin Juan's left knee just in time, then rolled two somersaults on the ground, rushed to the opposite white wall, bounced back high, and stopped on the ground halfway.

Lin Juan groaned in pain and swayed from side to side, unable to stand still.He fell to the ground, covered his left knee with his hand, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead to the ground.

"Do you know what dragon saliva beads are? What is the crime of hiding sacred objects? You are really good at being a family member, and you still dare to hide it from me!" Zhang Jueming was not polite, obviously angry, and clenched his fists There was fire in his eyes again.

But Lin Juan was even more embarrassed. When he heard the word "Dragon Saliva Pearl", he felt as if he had been hit in the head, and his body couldn't help trembling.

"If you don't explain it clearly, I'll force you to go to the Hall of Yama, and all of you who drive corpses will also wait to be buried with you." Zhang Jueming bit his words firmly.

After he finished speaking, he stared at Lin Juan condescendingly.

Lin Juan felt that the mountain ghost's eyes were gloomy and cold. Being stared at, it was as if a thorn was on his back, or a pair of ferocious fangs of a wild beast were aimed at him, and he was about to tear him to pieces.

"You still don't want to say it." Zhang Jueming's tone suddenly sank, his fist was loosened, and the punishment slipped out of his hand again.

The burning black rope rushed towards Lin Juan, circled him a few times, and suddenly tightened.

"Ah—" There was a sharp burning pain in the flesh, and Lin Juan yelled in pain, fell to the ground and rolled.

Zhang Jueming turned his eyes away and didn't look at him: "Since you don't want to talk about it, follow me to Yan Luodian."

Fen Sheng Li Huo was in so much pain that Lin Juan was hoarse after shouting just now, and he no longer had the strength to howl.There was a warm bloody smell on the back of his tongue, and Lin Juan raised his head, gasping for breath with difficulty.

Suddenly, the stranglehold on his body loosened a bit.Although Lin Juan couldn't break free from the bondage, the pain eased a lot.

Lin Juan turned his face away vigorously, looking at Zhang Jueming.He was dizzy from the pain, and his vision was blurred. He couldn't see Zhang Jueming's expression clearly, but only vaguely felt that Zhang Jueming's brows seemed to be wrinkled.

It is obvious that the punishment can be tightened, let the fire burn his bones and blood, and make him suffer more pain.

This mountain ghost lord, maybe...

"Don't take me to Yan Luo Palace...My lord, don't..."

Lin Juan was in a daze, unconsciously, there was a child's grievance in his eyes, and his pleading voice was weak, and he looked very pitiful.

"Don't... go to Yama Hall, I won't be able to find Master..." Lin Juan's thin body twitched twice, a line of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, he closed his eyes and passed out.

The punishment released Lin Juan, but Zhang Jueming took it back into his hand.

"Can't find Master?" Zhang Jueming muttered to himself while staring at the unconscious Lin Juan.

.

Lin Juan opened his eyes and found that he was still in the hotel, even lying on his bed.

Not the Hall of Yama.Lord Shangui did not take him to Yan Luo Hall for torture.

The headlights were turned off, only a small lamp was lit by the bedside.Lin Juan blinked and stared at the ceiling above his head.

"Wake up." Zhang Jueming's voice resounded in the darkness.

Lin Juan was about to wake up from the bed, but half of it was so painful that he had to lie back down again.

"Don't move around." Zhang Jueming sighed, and handed Lin Juan a cup, "Drink it."

Lin Juan hesitated for a moment, then looked sideways at Zhang Jueming.

Maybe it's the light.The bedside lamp in the room was warm, and the dim light shone on Zhang Jueming's face. He was so beautiful that he was unreal.That face seemed to be out of place in the world.

This is the mountain ghost.It really is a charm.The most beautiful and powerful charm.

The ugly boy suddenly thought: "Now that I'm still here, and I didn't go to Yan Luo Hall, the mountain ghost in front of me may be a good mountain ghost."

Lin Juan slowly got up from the bed, and took the cup from Zhang Jueming.He put the glass to his dry mouth and took a sip.

As soon as you drink it into your mouth, you know that this is a good cup.

Lin Juan practiced cultivation since he was a child. When he first learned how to climb, he used to climb circles around the Yin-Yang Bagua Formation. His talent is not the best, not to mention rare, but he has persisted for many years, and he is also very familiar with various spells and spells.

Some spells are filled with the aura of the drawer, and can be swallowed with ashes and water to help restore life.

But in the glass of water that Zhang Jueming handed over, there was something else besides the most yin and pure aura.Lin Juan couldn't drink anymore.

"Aside from the burnt talisman, what else did your lord put in the water?" Lin Juan asked.

To prevent Lin Juan from being overwhelmed, Zhang Jueming said, "I put two drops of blood from my fingertips into it. The mountain ghost's blood is so powerful, don't I need to say more?"

Lin Juan was startled, a little in disbelief. He lowered his head to look carefully at the water glass. The water was indeed a dull red, like the color of a withered rose, and exuded a special fragrance: "Why... "

"Don't worry about it." Zhang Jueming smiled at Lin Juan for the first time, "I hurt you. Drink it."

Seeing Lin Juan holding the cup and drinking the water, Zhang Jueming said again: "The matter is very important, I was too anxious just now."

Lin Juan paused, squeezed the cup tightly, lowered his head, Zhang Jueming couldn't see his face again: "Your Excellency did nothing wrong, if it were me, I should also tie myself to the Hall of Yama for questioning."

The air was silent for a while.Zhang Jueming said again: "But you don't want to go, don't you? Tell me now, what's going on?"

"Why can't you find your master? Your master...is missing?" Zhang Jueming asked.

It was because of the boy's words that Zhang Jueming softened his heart.

Even if they are not orphans, those who drive corpses have severed ties with their parents, relatives and friends since they were young.They grew up in the shadows, walking with the bones and rotting corpses.But yin people are also human beings, and human nature is prone to loneliness and lust.The pain during this period is unknown to others, but Zhang Jueming feels the same.He understands very well.

If there is still a trace of warmth left by the Yin man in this world, that trace can only be his master.

After apprenticeship, it was all the master who taught him, accompanied him to grow up, and taught him skills.Yin people's masters are just like ordinary people's parents and teachers.No, the weight is even heavier, much heavier.

If it was for Master, Lin Juan must have his own reasons.

Zhang Jueming waited for a while, but Lin Juan still refused to open his mouth.

Zhang Jueming lowered his eyelashes, and said again: "I pinched your Qi meridians, and besides the punishment just now, your internal organs have already been damaged."

——Although the punishment was severe, Zhang Jueming's attack just now was not considered severe, and he had to lower the punishment as a last resort.Zhang Jueming just wanted to let Lin Juan feel some pain in his flesh and force him to let go.It was because of old illnesses and Lin Juan's injuries that he passed out on the spot.

"I see your injury, it's because you used some kind of magic that shouldn't be used in a pretentious manner, and you got backlash." Zhang Jueming asked Lin Juan again, "Why? Is your master also related to the dragon's saliva pearl? "

This time, Lin Juan finally opened his mouth.The boy didn't answer, but instead asked Zhang Jueming: "My lord, can I trust you?"

Zhang Jueming raised his eyes and looked directly at him: "Do you have any other choices?"

Lin Juan froze for a long time before slowly shaking his head: "No more. Let me say."

He bit his back molars, and a bitter smell came out of his mouth: "I didn't finish what I said before. It's not that I can't find Master, but I can't find the cause of Master's death."

The boy's voice suddenly choked up: "I don't have a master anymore."

Next, under a corner of dim yellow light.The ugly and thin boy told Zhang Jueming his story.