Early morning, Zhao Zhen
Thin clouds and mist lingered in the valley, and a luxurious spaceship was hazy.
Yang Zhen, Zhao Yue'er, He Shouxin, Lin Wen, Zhao Yunhe and others boarded the flying boat and accepted Dai Chenghong's summons.
In the main hall, a beauty in palace attire occupied the main position, looking around with beautiful eyes: "Everyone, did you gain anything after spending the night?"
Lin Wen's body moved slightly and his throat rumbled.
"I don't need to be restrained here, just say whatever you want." Dai Chenghong said cheerfully.
"Yes," Lin Wen straightened his back and said loudly: "In my opinion, the murderer must be an enemy of the Zhao family. The most likely possibility is that he is a remnant of the Zhu family!"
"The Zhu family? Are there any foundation-building monks in the Zhu family?" Dai Chenghong asked curiously.
"Returning to the head of the hospital," He Shouxin came out and replied: "The Zhu family secretly mined the Kongming Stone. Except for one named Zhu Shiya who was sent to work in the Lingshi Mine, the rest were executed. I sent someone to check last night. …”
Before she finished speaking, Dai Chenghong suddenly raised her eyebrows, raised her hand to grab a piece of paper kite, glanced at it with her beautiful eyes, and handed it to Hall Master He: "It's yours."
He Shouxin thanked him, opened it, and said, "Reporting to the hospital master, the investigation results have come out. Zhu Shiya is still serving his sentence in Qingzhou and there has been no change."
"Yeah." Dai Chenghong nodded slightly.
"This..." Lin Wen faltered: "It is also possible that other members of the Zhu family have slipped through the net and have been promoted to build foundations over the years. Or, they may have hired murderers to kill people."
Dai Chenghong was noncommittal and turned around to ask He Shouxin:
"Master He, have you sent the breathing dog?"
"Sent it, but," He Shouxin shook his head: "The only physical evidence left by the murderer was the broken sword. The smell of blood on it was too strong, and the breath-taking dog could not smell the thief's breath."
Dai Chenghong was a little disappointed, his eyes fell on Yang and Zhao, and he said jokingly: "Young friend Yang, what happened yesterday did not affect Xian Kangli's wedding night, right?"
"Fortunately," Yang Zhen smiled: "This junior and my wife are actually an old couple. I don't really care what happened last night."
In fact, in the second half of the night, he and Zhao Yue'er returned to the space. Not only did they drink the wedding wine presented by Su Xiuying, Pei Jian and other close friends, they also had a sweet and loving relationship. Now the body is filled with chaotic energy, feeling refreshed and refreshed.
Zhao Yue'er was not as thick-skinned as him, so she made a big blush on the spot.
"I heard that the noble elders sent the information you need overnight. I wonder if you have found anything?" Dai Chenghong asked.
"There are some doubts," Yang Zhen said seriously: "We still need to ask those fifteen people."
While talking, Zhao Youting came in to report that the fifteen surviving monks had been brought.
…
Yang Zhen stood in front of fifteen people, her eyes slowly scanning each person's face. When he glanced at one of the women, he sneered in his heart and strengthened his judgment.
He began to ask questions one by one in a chat, and the first person called out was Zhao Yuzhu.
The content of the chat was nothing more than the situation at home, what they did for a living, etc., which were all provided in yesterday's information. He pretended to know nothing and asked carefully.
After asking the three people quickly, the fourth person who came out was the woman.
This woman looks to be in her thirties, has delicate features, and is wearing a jade hairpin skirt. She has a few fine wrinkles on her forehead, and she can tell that her situation is not good.
"Fellow Taoist, what's your surname?" Yang Zhen cupped her hands and asked. Regardless of whether they are men, women, old or young, he calls them all "fellow Taoists".
The woman drew back slightly and said calmly: "Wang Suhua."
"Age? Cultivation? Spiritual qualifications?" Yang Zhen's attitude was very kind.
Wang Suhua understood that she had to answer these questions, and immediately said: "Forty-eight years old, fourth level of Qi training, five spiritual roots."
"What do you do for a living?"
"Working at Asahi Peak Medicine Garden."
"Oh? That's Yuzhu's colleague!" Yang Zhen smiled and turned to look at Zhao Yuzhu. The big man nodded in the affirmative.
"Yes, Fellow Taoist Yuzhu takes great care of me." Wang Suhua said gratefully.
"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Yang Zhen asked next.
"Has been dead for many years."
"Oh, who is your honorable husband? Do you have any children? Are you a monk?"
There was a trace of uneasiness on Wang Suhua's face, and her voice was intermittent: "Husband Zhao Gou. He and I have a son named Zhao Lian, who is a monk."
"Zhao Lian?" Yang Zhen said in surprise: "Does this name sound familiar? I wonder where this dear friend makes a living now?"
"I committed a crime a few years ago and was assigned to work in the Lingshi Mine by my family." Wang Suhua said with a straight face.
"What's the crime?"
"murder."
"Who are you murdering?" Yang Zhen pressed forward step by step.
"My surname is Yang," Wang Suhua couldn't bear it anymore, her eyes were red, and she said angrily: "Why do you ask questions knowingly! Don't you just want to see the joke between us two? My son is not guilty, it was all your frame-up, you... "
"Shut up!" Zhao Yunhe scolded: "This is the palace of the real person, how can I allow you to practice your Qi and act wildly!"
Wang Suhua gasped for air, stared at Yang Zhen with resentful eyes, and said nothing.
Yang Zhen stopped Zhao Yunhu who was trying to take her away, waved her hand, and continued to ask:
"Who else is in your family?"
The woman kept her mouth shut.
"Wang Suhua," Zhao Youting shouted in a low voice: "Young Master Yang is interrogating you. You must answer truthfully and don't make any mistakes!"
The woman's chest rose and fell violently, and after a while she replied: "No more!"
"How long have you been staying on the fourth level of Qi training?"
"Two, twenty years."
"In addition to working in the medicine garden, do you have any other livelihood?"
A trace of hesitation flashed across Wang Suhua's face and she replied: "I'm still doing odd jobs in various shops."
“How is your monthly income?”
"Big, about eight, eight or nine spiritual stones."
"Have you ever rented a family cave?"
"No, no."
At this time, everyone felt something was wrong.
Eight or nine spiritual stones per month, which equals one hundred per year. There is no burden from other people in this woman's family. Over the past few years, this spiritual stone will be enough to allow her to improve her basic cultivation level by one or two steps.
"After earning so many spiritual stones, why is my cultivation not increasing?" Sure enough, Yang Zhen asked this key point.
"A few years ago, Lian'er committed a crime and asked someone to borrow some spiritual stones, which were used to pay off the debt." Wang Suhua explained.
"How much did you borrow? Are there any witnesses?"
The woman could not answer.
Yang Zhen gave Zhao Youting a look, and the latter said loudly:
"Wang Suhua, I have already checked. You borrowed one hundred spirit stones from the third elder, and you paid them all back eight years ago! Where have you used the spirit stones you have earned over the years? Tell me!"
Wang Suhua lowered her head, and her messy hair covered most of her face. Her body trembled slightly, and she suddenly raised her head and glared at the third elder of the Zhao family:
"Since you can find out that I have paid off my debts, don't you know where my spiritual stones are used? That's right, my spiritual stones are all used to deal with those Wangba under you! Let them allow me to go down, Go find my son, wuwu——"
Zhao Yunhu's face was ashen, but he did not refute.
"What happened to her son?" Dai Chenghong listened with interest and suddenly interjected.
"Forefather," Zhao Youting replied quickly: "This woman's son disappeared in the underground tunnel eight years ago because of the maintenance of the spirit stone mine formation. His life and death are unknown!"
Yang Zhen glanced at Wang Suhua from the corner of her eye, and found that the woman had tears in her eyes, but she was looking at her secretly.
Dai Chenghong waved her hand and asked Yang Zhen to continue asking questions.
"Have you ever gone to the underground spiritual mine to look for Zhao Lian?"
"yes."
"How many times have you been there?"
"Can not remember."
"That's a lot of times!" Yang Zhen sneered. The information about these situations was not provided last night. It was an unexpected gain, but it was getting closer to the guess in his mind.
"How did you find it?" he asked curiously.
Wang Suhua was silent for a while and replied: "I, I will go to the mine below and search again along the route Lian'er took."
"are you alone?"
The woman's face changed slightly and she nodded.
The faces of several elders of the Zhao family also showed expressions of surprise.
"Third Elder," Yang Zhen asked, "Have the cultivation of those prisoners in the Lingshi Mine been imprisoned?"
"Not completely imprisoned." Zhao Yunhu replied with a dark face.
"How much strength do you retain?"
"No less than the middle stage of Qi training."
"A woman," Yang Zhen walked slowly, mumbling: "She is still a good-looking woman. She is alone, with such a low cultivation level, but she is facing a group of extremely vicious prisoners, and she has never seen the sky. The sun’s underground…”
He shook his head, walked up to the woman, and asked word for word: "Didn't they bully you?"
The woman's body trembled violently and she lowered her head without making a sound.
"Wang Suhua!" Zhao Youting shouted again: "Answer truthfully!"
"You, surnamed Yang, kill me!" Wang Suhua suddenly became hysterical and wanted to rush over to fight for the man, but was stared at by Dai Chenghongfeng, who was unable to move.
"Tell her that if she doesn't cooperate honestly, we will search her soul!" The head of the Alchemy Academy's face darkened, with murderous intent on his face.
This sentence frightened the woman.
She collapsed to the ground and cried loudly: "Everyone, thirteen people, all came up. Each person came up no more than three times. Don't you want to listen? This is the fact, wuwuwu..."
"These beasts, they threw me in the dark corridor, I couldn't see anything. I lay on the cold ground for a whole day and almost died, wuwu——"
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The woman's cries echoed in the hall, pitiful and sad, and many people's faces were moved and looked angry.
Several elders of the Zhao family looked extremely ugly, but they did not dare to have any trouble.
"They committed such a crime, but they didn't silence you?" Yang Zhen looked indifferent and continued to ask.
The woman stopped crying, looked at the other person with squinted eyes, and couldn't help but sneer at the corner of her mouth.
"Cough, cough," Lin Wen coughed lightly and explained: "Mr. Yang, those people are already guilty of death. Even if there is one more sentence, the final punishment will still be to serve their sentences in the Lingshi Mine. There is no big difference."
Yang Zhen suddenly realized it and looked down at the woman on the ground:
"When you went back later, did they still bully you?"
Wang Suhua raised her head and glared angrily, her eyes almost ready to spit fire.
"Well, I'm sorry," Yang Zhen cupped her hands, but there was a trace of amusement on her face: "You know you will continue to suffer such humiliation, but you go there again and again?"
"I want to find my son." Wang Suhua gritted her teeth.
"Then did you find him?"
"No!"
"Really do not have?"
"No!" Wang Suhua shouted.
Yang Zhen was unmoved and suddenly asked: "You are looking for work everywhere and doing part-time work. Have you ever been to the fourth elder's house?"
"No, no." The woman denied subconsciously.
"Really not?" Yang Zhen sneered.
Wang Suhua remained silent. She raised a hand and was about to slap it on her forehead, but Yang Zhen caught her.
"Even if you die, within half an hour, the Talisman Search can dig out the contents of your mind." He said coldly.
Wang Suhua finally collapsed.
"Devil, you are a devil, Yang, you, you must not be good-"
The sound stopped suddenly, but Yang Zhen hit his neck with a palm and fell unconscious.
He Shouxin snorted coldly, took out a magic search talisman from his arms, and turned to look at Dai Chenghong.
"Is it her?" Dai Chenghong asked with a smile.
Yang Zhen nodded, cupped her hands and said, "If what I have predicted is correct, the situation in the fourth elder's house should be that this woman took advantage of her time as a part-time worker to explore around and provide it to those thieves."
"Her son is not dead?"
"The possibility of being alive is very high, and nine out of ten of them are still under the Hubeiling Lingshi Mine. Otherwise, this woman would not be able to go to that place again and again."
"Hey, that's pitiful." Dai Chenghong sighed.
"Compared with the more than two hundred mortals who were killed, the more than twenty monks, and the dozens of broken families, this woman does not deserve sympathy." Yang Zhen said sternly.
Dai Chenghong was stunned, and gently covered her lips with her jade hands: "Little friend Yang, I made a mistake, haha!"
"Have you suspected her from the beginning?" she asked with interest.
Yang Zhen nodded.
"Is it because her son has a grudge against you?"
"Yes and no," Yang Zhen replied: "I don't know this woman, but this woman undoubtedly knows me."
"But yesterday, and even before today's questioning, when this woman looked at me, she acted very calmly, as if she didn't know me at all."
"Just imagine, a woman who has lost her son, no longer has anything to rely on, and has no hope for her own practice, what else does she have to worry about? Even if the enemy is in front of me, even if she doesn't bite me, she should at least glare at me. ?”
"But she didn't, not at all! She was even trying her best to hide it! This can only mean that she was very scared, afraid that I would notice her. As a result, it was hard to hide it..."
"What is she trying to hide? There is no one else but her son!"
"Pah, pah, pah..." Dai Chenghong clapped his hands and laughed: "Young friend Yang, you really did not disappoint me."
Then he asked: "Does that Zhao Lian have a deep grudge against your fourth elder and his family?"
Several elders of the Zhao family looked at each other and shook their heads.
"The rift between Zhao Lian and the dead Zhao Ying is not small," Yang Zhen said. Then he recounted the story of the sect's general election, the family's choice between the two, and finally Zhao Ying replaced Zhao Lian and became the sect's disciple.
"As expected, he is a villain who will definitely take revenge," Dai Chenghong said disdainfully.
"However," she frowned: "I heard that Zhao Lian is only in the middle stage of qi training and has mediocre qualifications. In eight years, even if he had some adventures, he couldn't be promoted to foundation building so quickly, right?"
"But, if he is not a foundation-building monk, where can he find such helpers for a small Qi-training monk?"
"Disciple is also quite confused," Yang Zhen replied: "This makes it even more necessary to find Zhao Lian himself and ask him carefully."
"No matter how you say it, this man is very suspicious. Disciple requests that we rush to Hubeiling now to find out the truth!"
