Monsters and demons
We are destined to work for the King of Hell. We hold the murderer's life in our left hand and the victim's life in our right. If we let go for even a moment, we will surely die.
His voice was loud and clear!
The lingering sound was gradually drowned out by the heavy rain.
But Wen Shisan heard it clearly.
He had never forgotten those words, not even for a moment.
Wen Shisan clenched his fists tightly within his sleeves and slowly loosened them. His eyes were filled with disdain as he said, "I've never forgotten what you've said. Master's teachings are my, Wen Shisan's, motto. Every word, every sentence, they've been branded into my bones."
"But what you do is evil spirits, taking people's lives."
"But I, Wen Shisan, would rather be an evil spirit than have my hands tied. As long as I can solve the case, I will do anything. I don't have to be like you, fearful and overcautious."
Eloquent words!
This person was bordering on the edge of a pervert!
Ji Yunshu shook her head and lowered her voice, "If you still have a little conscience, don't do anything wrong anymore. Don't harm the lives of innocent people."
"You don't have to talk to me about these so-called sages. In fact, I'm different from you. You solve cases while talking about so-called justice, but I'm different. As long as we can find the real culprit, anyone is worth sacrificing, and they will die a worthy death."
His ferocious and terrifying eyes gradually revealed themselves, completely overshadowing the originally gentle moo.
To put it bluntly, Wen Shisan could eliminate anyone who stood in his way for the sake of his reputation and interests.
In his eyes, human lives were nothing but a ladder to help him rise to the top!
Ji Yunshu said, "You are really hopeless."
Wen Shisan replied, "You can say whatever you want. In short, I will definitely find out about the Case of the Dried Well before you do. At that time, that famous Teacher Ji in the capital will be defeated by me, and my name, Wen Shisan, will become a household name. But …" He smiled, "I won't let you lose too badly. After all, you are my Master. You have taught me, and I have to be grateful. I can't let you lose completely. But in other words, it is also your credit that I have surpassed my master. You should be happy for me as your disciple."
His tone was sarcastic!
Yes!
I should be happy for you.
I will burn incense for you during the holidays. Do you want it?
Shameless!
Ji Yunshu smiled bitterly. "I must have been blind to have kept you by my side."
"You don't have to talk about yourself like that." Wen Shisan's expression froze as he continued, "To tell you the truth, the reason I came to the capital to help Prince Yi with his investigation is not just to outshine you. Prince Yi has promised that if I can help him solve the Dried Well Case before Prince Rong, he will let me take the position of the Head of the Ministry of Justice."
His eyes were filled with greed.
Prison Supervisor of the Ministry of Justice!
It was ridiculous.
"In our line of work, the highest position is nothing more than the position of Arbiter. If Prince Yi can give it to me, then I will follow his lead."
Pug!
Ji Yunshu was amused. "Do you think … Prince Yi is trustworthy?"
"Of course it's worth it!"
Hehe.
In any case, she had said everything she could say, but this man was still stubborn and muddle-headed!
She said, "Well, then, I'd like to see whether the day will come when you'll be arraigned."
The two of them confronted each other!
Just then —
Two figures, one tall and one short, walked over from afar.
Because of the dark clouds and the pouring rain, it was difficult to see the appearance of the newcomers.
But based on the figures, it seemed that someone was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by someone behind him.
They gradually approached.
Ji Yunshu and Wen Shisan had also stopped their heated discussion.
They both looked at the person who came into the ancestral hall of the Zhang family.
The tall figure was pushing the wheelchair with one hand and holding an umbrella with the other, but the umbrella was facing forward, hitting the head of the person sitting in the wheelchair, causing his back to be completely drenched. Rainwater dripped from his hair and flowed down from his head to his dark face. If one looked closely, they could see the knife scars on the person's face. They weren't long, but there were quite a few. Perhaps it was because they hadn't been properly treated, so the scars didn't heal well. They were like centipedes crawling on his face.
The person in the wheelchair had a head full of white hair, but it was combed very neatly. From his appearance, he looked to be in his sixties. His eyes were dull and his face gloomy. He was holding a lantern in his hand, the candlelight flickering as if it would be extinguished at any moment.
When the two of them reached the door, the young man pushing the wheelchair closed the umbrella and leaned against the pillar, shaking off the rainwater on his body.
Probably because Wen Shisan and Ji Yunshu were standing in a dark place, they did not attract much attention.
The young man pushed the wheelchair in.
She did not know what it was, but there was a sudden flash of light. The light was square and flashed in front of Ji Yunshu's eyes.
It was so bright that she could not open her eyes.
She instinctively turned her head.
By the time she could adjust, the two of them had already entered.
Inside the house.
When the two of them entered, the wheelchair made a somewhat ear-piercing creaking sound.
The noise was very loud.
Everyone looked over.
One of them looked as if he had lost his soul, sitting in the wheelchair with a lantern in his arms, his eyes dull.
The other looked like a drowned rat. Although his face was full of scars, he behaved honestly and did not look like a villain.
Seeing this, Village Chief Zhang quickly came up and slapped the young man, reminding him, "Zhang Daqi, what's wrong with you? Can't you see that the two princes are here? "
The person called Zhang Daqi was a bit timid. His eyes swept over the two Buddhas and a panicked expression appeared on his face. He clumsily clasped his hands together and bowed forward. He said in a deep and powerful voice, "This lowly one didn't mean to disturb the two princes. Please spare my life."
He was not stupid at all!
Jing Rong was about to say, "It's fine."
But Jing Yi spoke first, "Don't be afraid. We are not evil people. Why would we punish people so easily?"
At this time, should he also throw the word 'hypocrite' at him?
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Zhang Daqi heaved a sigh of relief and shrank to the side.
Then, Village Chief asked him, "Why are you not staying at home with your father? What are you doing here?"
"Village Chief, our house was flooded just now, so I had no choice but to come here."
"How did this happen?"
"There are many things in the house that I did not have time to move out. I don't know what to do."
"As long as you are fine. You and your father can stay in the ancestral hall until the water recedes."
"That's the only way."
Zhang Daqi pushed his father to the side and stayed with the rest of the villagers.
Jing Rong looked at the sky outside, which seemed to have a hole in it, then looked at Village Chief Zhang, who had a worried expression on his face. He comforted him, "Village Chief, you don't have to worry too much. Although the rain this time destroyed many houses and forced you to flee for your lives, this prince will definitely report this to the imperial court. I hope that everyone's losses will be compensated as soon as possible."
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