After a while, a gloomy and pitiful voice came out in a low voice: "You are supposed to have forty years of life left, but I will withhold all of them. If you do something harmful to nature again, I will take back your life span and let you live forever." You will become a ghost immediately and be buried with Li Sanniang."
The man knocked his head so loudly that he almost cried: "I can do it, I can do it, I can do it!!"
The gloomy voice added: "Write down all the evil things you have done and all the evil things you know. I will consider you to atone for your past sins and give you a chance to see the consequences."
"I'll write, I'll write, I'll write now." The man didn't even hesitate. As long as he could live, let alone ask him to write a confession, even if he was asked to hand over the lives of his brothers and relatives to extend his own life, he would He can't even stutter.
The gloomy voice said: "Impermanent Ghost, get him a pen and paper."
Hei Wuchang floated far away, holding a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placing it on the ground.
Bai Wuchang let go of the man. He impatiently picked up the pen, licked the ink, and started writing desperately.
Black and White looked at each other and raised their lips in a silent smile.
After finishing writing, the man thought for a moment, bit his fingertips, and left a bloody fingerprint on the paper.
He held it in both hands and handed it to Black and White Wuchang tremblingly. His voice was so trembling that he couldn't even form a sentence: "Two, two, two ghost brothers."
Hei Wuchang waved, and the confessions actually floated up and landed in his hand.
The man was so frightened that he almost rolled his eyes and shook non-stop.
Hei Wuchang carefully read the man's confession, said nothing, but drifted into the black mist.
In the depths of the black mist, Han Changmu put down his cup, took the confession and looked at it carefully.
This confession is much more detailed than what Li Sheng and He Luqi wrote before. It seems that this person is indeed a moderate leader. He knows a lot about the situation of the Four Holy Religions, and he is in a panic-stricken situation and is determined to survive. Next, everything is revealed without any hidden details.
He carefully compared this confession with those of several others, breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded.
Hei Wuchang drifted back into the black mist and nodded towards Bai Wuchang.
Bai Wuchang struck the man on the back of the neck with his knife. The man groaned and fainted again.
Before he passed out, he was in despair. He had already done it, why would he still die?
"Ah Yao, hurry up, get some water." Seeing that the man was motionless, Hei Wuchang yelled, "The ash from the bottom of the pot is stuck on my face, it's really uncomfortable."
Bai Wuchang snorted: "No matter how uncomfortable it is to have ashes at the bottom of the pot, is it as uncomfortable as the white noodles?"
Yao Yao came in with a copper basin and said with a smile: "You two are really good at pretending to be ghosts. You can scare people."
The two of them washed their faces and showed their true appearance.
Hei Wuchang, with a short and fat figure, was impersonated by Wang Xian while squatting. His legs were sore and his feet were numb from squatting. If the man didn't confess, he wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.
He rubbed his knees, stood up and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm so exhausted. I've been interrogating in various ways all night, and I'm the last one left in the darkroom."
Gu Chen washed the white face off and stretched: "Finally, the young master said that he would personally interrogate the matter, so we can rest."
Wang Xian tilted his head and said solemnly: "The last one is a tough one, and I guess it will be more difficult to judge than the rest of them combined."
Gu Chen patted his face that was stiff with laughter and relaxed himself: "Then this is not what we have to worry about." He turned to look at Yao Yao who looked tired: "You should go and have a rest early, you The internal energy is consumed too much, and the root is seriously injured."
Wang Xian also said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, A Yao, we have other things to do, so you can go and have a rest."
Yao Yao's body swayed, and she also felt that her internal energy was consumed too much and she really needed to adjust her breathing.
Han Changmu packed up all the confessions and went into the darkroom to interrogate the mute woman in person. He poured a cup of tea and pushed it to her hand, and said calmly: "I think you should know what I want to know."
The mute girl's injuries had been bandaged, she had changed into light clothes, and her long hair was tied tightly on her head. Although she was not in a bad state, she was embarrassed enough. He tilted his head coldly: "I don't understand."
Han Changmu slowly turned the cup on the dining table and said lightly: "If you don't understand, don't you understand?" He smiled sarcastically: "Water Saint Envoy, you are loyal to the young master wholeheartedly, but everything he has They were all destroyed by your Holy Lord, do you still want to hide the secret for the Holy Lord?"
The mute goddess looked sad and held her hands calmly.
She was silent and suddenly sneered: "Li Sheng, have you caught me?"
Han Changmu made no secret of it: "Yes, Li Sheng is already in our hands, so there are some things that I know very well even if you don't tell me."
There was a gloom between the mute girl's brows. She had witnessed the Holy Lord's men cleaning the halls with her own eyes, and the Golden Holy Envoy who came to capture her was a close confidant of the Holy Lord.
Today's revenge will never be repaid by her alone.
She was silent and said coldly: "What do you want to know?"
The cup was lightly knocked on the table, and Han Changmu said coldly and simply: "Everything."
The mute woman snorted: "I can say it, but there are conditions."
Han Changmu understood: "If you cooperate with me, young master, revenge may not be impossible."
The mute woman narrowed her eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and then spoke slowly: "I am Zhou Wuhen, the Water Saint of the Four Saints."
The two men spoke for a long time, which was longer and more shocking than all the previous confessions.
Han Changmu looked at the confessions with an unmoved expression on his face, as calm as before.
Zhou Wuhen stopped talking. After she finished telling everything she knew, the sky was already bright. Looking at Han Changmu's expressionless and careless face, she suddenly felt reassured.
Her choice was indeed not wrong, no, it should be said that the young master's choice will never be wrong.
After getting everyone's confessions, Han Changmu compared them several times and circled several locations, including the mansion they followed all the way.
He tapped the desk with his finger. The Four Holy Sects had been working hard in Luntai City for decades, and their influence was deeply entrenched in the city.
As far as Luntai City is concerned, Han Changmu is an outsider with a weak foundation. He cannot use many methods, let alone arrest and search people in a big way.
As for the true identity of the Holy Master of the Four Holy Sects, even Zhou Wuhen didn't know. He could only choose to explore slowly and not act too hastily.
He pointed at a few circled locations, went out and ordered Yao Yao and others to conduct a careful exploration and search.
After Yao Yao and others left, he returned to the dark room, and after a moment of silence he asked: "As you said, the young master of the Four Holy Sect is the eldest son of the late emperor, the orphan of Prince Huaizhang, and has nothing to do with the robbery of the salary. But as far as I know, all of Prince Huaizhang's family died due to the overlord case, leaving only a young son who was under one year old. This son was imprisoned until fifteen years ago when the five kings seized the throne and the world was in chaos, and this son disappeared. , then, he was only five years old at the time, who was he raised by, how did he join the Four Holy Religions, and what was his plan for joining the Four Holy Religions."
Although Zhou Wuhen told everything she knew, she was still full of malice and fear towards Han Changmu. Her attitude was so cold and blunt that it was outrageous: "I have told everything I know, and what I captured with you Li Sheng was once a guard in Prince Huaizhang's bodyguard. After the Prince's family dispersed, we survivors fled to the rivers and lakes. Eight years ago, someone found us with a token from that year, and we were able to meet the Prince's orphan again. I don’t know anything about other things.”
Han Changmu said calmly: "You didn't tell me everything. The person who was chasing you that night asked you for something. You would rather die than give it. What is it?"
Zhou Wuhen was stunned for a moment and sneered: "It's a key, only half of it. The other half is in the hands of the Holy Master." She took something out of her clothes and put it on the desk.
Han Changmu took it over and looked at it, and his heart was shocked.
It was a plum blossom with four petals, exactly the same as the Four Saints' tokens he had seen, except that the five-petal snowflake at the stamen of the plum blossom was missing.
Of course, this thing is exactly the same as the tattoo on Yao Yao's ankle.
His eyes narrowed slightly and he asked lightly: "What is the use of this thing?"
Zhou Wuhen took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "Twenty years ago, Prince Huaizhang used the name of the late emperor to encircle and suppress the former Ming Emperor. He obtained this object. After many years of exploration, he learned that the Ming Emperor had countless rare treasures before the country was overthrown. Hidden somewhere, this key is blended with the young master's blood, and it is the only way to open the treasure house. But then Prince Huaizhang suffered a disaster, and the whereabouts of this key became unknown. Later, the Holy Master found half of it. Recently, I found The other half was originally going to be handed over to the young master, but the news leaked out."
Han Changmu understood that the reason why the Holy Master win over the Young Master was probably because he was going to the treasure house, and the reason why the Young Master had been coy with the Holy Master for so many years was because he probably wanted to seize the treasure house with the help of the Holy Master.
This is true that everyone in the world is going to benefit.
He pushed back the weird key and suddenly changed the topic: "Did Prince Huaizhang really leave only this orphan?"
Zhou Wuhen was stunned. She didn't expect that Han Changmu didn't ask for the key, but instead asked an unrelated question.
She frowned slightly, looking confused: "As far as I know, this is the only one."
Han Changmu nodded slightly, suppressed his doubts and said indifferently: "Since the Water Holy Envoy has nothing to say, I will not leave the Holy Envoy here."
Zhou Wuhen was completely stunned. This routine seemed wrong. Shouldn't he be arrested and brought back to Beijing, where he would be questioned and sentenced?
Han Changmu narrowed his eyes and said something in his words: "The mountains are high and the road is far away from here back to Chang'an. Water Saint Envoy, I think you have a way to get rid of the pursuit and have a safe journey."
Zhou Wuhen sneered, grabbed the key and put it away, humming: "You got what you wanted, but how are you going to cash in on what I want."
Han Changmu carelessly stroked his sleeves and said calmly: "I think the Water Saint Envoy knows who I am. Now is not a good opportunity for revenge. When the time comes, you can go find me."
