"Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!"
A cross was erected in the dark basement.
A man dressed in embroidered robes was tied to the cross.
His face was full of slap marks, and his forehead was full of bumps.
Song: Young Steward held a whip in his hand and stood proudly in front of the man.
From time to time, he would slap the man in embroidered clothes, or crack his head.
"Hehe, a little turtle who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth."
"How dare you pretend to be His Highness Shen Ao in front of me."
"You didn't expect this, did you? I've seen His Highness Shen Ao before. "
"And I fought with His Highness Shen Ao for 300 rounds without a clear winner."
"His Highness's peerless spiritual technique and unparalleled beauty are unique in the Taiyan Kingdom."
"His temperament is not something a little turtle like you can pretend to be?"
"I advise you to confess as soon as possible! Avoid the pain of the flesh. "
As he spoke, Song: Young Steward moved his hands happily.
Sometimes, he would crack Shen Ao's head, and sometimes, he would slap him.
Don't say, he would beat this kid like a stupid son.
This feeling of being full of vigor was really refreshing.
At this moment, Song: Young Steward gradually understood the happiness of being a father.
No wonder that old fart kept calling me stupid and even hit me.
It turned out that the feeling of hitting your son when you have nothing to do was so pleasant.
Song: Young Steward suddenly had a bold idea.
I wonder, if I put this guy in my father's clothes.
Would it be better to fight him if I changed into my father's appearance?
…
"Little turtle, how's the interrogation going?"
Just as Song: Young Steward was fantasizing, Shopkeeper Song's voice sounded outside the basement.
Immediately, Song: Young Steward's scalp went numb, and he retreated to the side with a guilty look.
"Erm, Father, I've been torturing this kid for a full hour."
"But this kid is really stubborn. He didn't say a single word."
Shopkeeper Song glanced at Shen Ao's undamaged clothes.
Then, she looked at Shen Ao's face, which was covered in a palm print, and the mark on his head.
He looked at Song: Young Steward, and his expression gradually became angry.
"He didn't even whip them. He only slapped their mouths and knocked their heads. Is this torture?"
Song: Young Steward said aggrievedly, "I've been with you since I was young, but I've never interrogated a criminal before!"
"Useless thing," Shopkeeper Song snorted coldly. "Give me the whip!"
Shopkeeper Song took the whip from his son's hand and took a deep breath.
To be honest, this was his first time being tortured.
Indeed, he wasn't particularly experienced!
After some thought, Shopkeeper Song snorted, "Old And Decrepit, I'll give you one last chance."
"Little thief, confess! Otherwise, this whip doesn't have eyes. "
Shen Ao's swollen face was full of resentment.
At this moment, his eyes were helpless, pitiful, and resentful, as if they could speak.
And Shopkeeper Song, whose IQ and EQ far exceeded his silly son, read his eyes.
…
Slap!
Shopkeeper Song slapped the young shopkeeper with the back of his hand.
"Dad, I worked so hard to help you interrogate him. Why did you hit me again!"
Song: Young Steward was angry. Even if you're my dad, you can't beat me for fun!
Do you believe that I won't go outside and make a scarecrow, wear your clothes, and give needles every day?
Shopkeeper Song was speechless. He pointed at Shen Ao, who kept whining.
"Little bastard, have you ever seen anyone seal someone's mouth during an interrogation?"
Listening to his father's angry rebuke, Song: Young Steward was dumbfounded.
He looked at the cross and saw that his brother on the cross was crying.
From that brother's tears, he saw grievance, grief, resentment, and relief.
Finally, someone spoke up for this prince. You stupid bastard.
You kept asking me if I was going to tell you, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me!
Why don't you remove the Silence Charm you put in my mouth!
You muted me, and now you want me to confess to you?
This prince is f * cking stupid!
…
"Ahem, I'm sorry, brother."
"Well, it's my first interrogation, so I don't have any experience."
Song: Young Steward scratched his head and felt his face burning.
He would never admit that he had gotten high from slapping people's heads.
He forgot the purpose of the interrogation, so he didn't remove the Silence Charm on Shen Ao!
And who invented this Silence Charm? It was impossible to tell if it was stuck on his mouth!
Looking at the innocent Song: Young Steward and Shopkeeper Song, Shen Ao burst into tears.
He was wrong. He shouldn't have rushed to All Souls Garden in the first place.
When his thirteenth brother came to his palace and took Qin Gao away.
He should have replaced all the palace maids and eunuchs.
Especially Little Plum, who had direct contact with him.
It was all his fault for making a wrong decision.
He wasn't careful enough!
…
There were two sides.
"Achoo! Achoo! "
After a busy day, Shen Tian returned to the inn and prepared to cultivate.
Suddenly, he sneezed again.
Shen Tian could not help but feel helpless. Which girl is thinking of me again?
Ever since he transmigrated, he had a peerlessly beautiful face and became an immortal master of All Souls Garden.
As a result, Shen Tian was constantly on the minds of others.
Especially those crazy girls, who crowded around him every day.
All of them were clamoring to give birth to monkeys for Shen Tian, and he couldn't chase them away.
Shen Tian really felt that it was troublesome.
If it wasn't for the sake of cleansing his luck and getting rid of this unlucky halo.
Shen Tian had long left All Souls Garden and found a quiet place to cultivate.
After all, in this dangerous world of cultivation, it was only safe to leave the mountain after reaching the Mahayana stage.
Shen Tian didn't lack cultivation resources for the time being. To be honest, he didn't want to be too high-profile.
After all, in so many novels, the protagonists specialized in beating up pretentious criminals.
Shen Tian always felt that he had been too high-profile recently.
What if a destined protagonist popped out one day and sacrificed himself to the heavens?
Being high in his previous life was one thing, but when he transmigrated to the world of cultivation, it was best not to be too arrogant.
Wouldn't it be better to stay low and grow and wait until he was invincible?
…
Putting away the distracting thoughts in his heart, Shen Tian took out the rosary beads from his pocket.
While Shen Tian was helping the fated person to judge ores, Jiu 'er had been absorbing Spirit Stones.
At this moment, the cracks on the rosary beads had recovered a little.
Although the cracks were still far from healing.
It was much smoother than before.
"That bag of Spirit Stones has been sucked dry. That's quite fast!"
Shen Tian looked at the crumbs in the bag.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head.
Fortunately, he still had some savings in his little treasury.
Otherwise, he really couldn't afford to raise this female ghost.
He took out a bag of Spirit Stones from his Archeon Sea Ring and placed the rosary beads inside.
Immediately, Jiu 'er, who was already hungry and thirsty, started to absorb crazily.
...
Suddenly, Jiu 'er seemed to have sensed something.
She stopped absorbing Spirit Stones, and her ghost face was full of panic and fear.
"Master, I feel a terrifying aura approaching!"
Jiu 'er's soul body was erratic, and she was obviously extremely afraid.
Shen Tian's expression also changed. "Could it be that the people from the Evil Spirit Sect are here?"
At this thought, Shen Tian hurriedly took out the Sword Master Token from his pocket.
Click!
The door to Shen Tian's room was pushed open.
A golden halo that was even more dazzling than the sun appeared in front of Shen Tian.
At this moment, Shen Tian even felt a piercing pain in his eyes.
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