"Don't talk, don't talk, don't talk, don't talk!"
In the dark basement, there is a cross.
On this cross, a man in brocade clothes is tied.
His face was covered with slap marks, and his forehead was also hit with bumps all over the place.
Shopkeeper Song Shao held a whip in his hand and stood proudly in front of the man.
From time to time, he would slap the man in brocade, or his brain would collapse.
"Hehe, you little turtle who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."
"How dare you pretend to be His Highness Shen Ao in front of me."
"Didn't expect that! Young master has met His Highness Shen Ao before."
"Furthermore, he fought with His Highness Shen Ao for 300 rounds regardless of the outcome."
"His Highness's peerless spiritual art, peerless beauty is unique in Dayan Kingdom."
"His temperament, how can you, a little turtle, pretend to be it?"
"I advise you to recruit as soon as possible! Avoid the pain of flesh and blood."
While talking, shopkeeper Song Shao moved his hands happily.
Sometimes he gave Shen Ao a brain break, and sometimes he slapped him backhand.
Don't tell me, treat this kid like a stupid son and beat him up.
This feeling of scolding Fang Qiu is really refreshing.
At this moment, shopkeeper Song Shao gradually understood his father's happiness.
No wonder that old guy always scolded my young master for being stupid, and even beat my young master and me.
It turns out that the feeling of hitting my son when I have nothing to do is so pleasant.
Shopkeeper Song Shao suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.
I don't know, if you put this guy in daddy's clothes.
Yi Rongcheng's father, will it be more enjoyable to fight!
…
"Little turtle, how did the trial go?"
Just as shopkeeper Song Shao was dreaming, the voice of shopkeeper Song sounded outside the basement.
Shopkeeper Song's scalp tingled with fright, and he retreated to the side with a guilty expression.
"Father, I tortured this kid for half an hour."
"But this kid's mouth is really tough, he didn't say a word."
Shopkeeper Song glanced at Shen Ao's undamaged clothes.
He also looked at the slap marks and brain collapse marks on Shen Ao's face.
He looked at Shopkeeper Song Shao, and his expression gradually became angry.
"Without whipping, just slapping the mouth and beating the brain, is this called torture?"
Shopkeeper Song Shao said aggrievedly: "I have followed you since I was a child, and I have never interrogated any criminals!"
"A worthless thing," shopkeeper Song snorted coldly, "give me the whip!"
Snatching the whip from his son, Shopkeeper Song took a deep breath.
To be honest, this torture was also the first time for him.
Indeed, not particularly experienced!
After thinking about it, Shopkeeper Song snorted, "I'll give you one last chance."
"Little thief, tell the truth! 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 sad, as if he could speak.
And Shopkeeper Song, whose IQ and EQ are far superior to his silly son, understands his eyes.
…
Snapped!
Shopkeeper Song slapped his backhand, which stunned the young shopkeeper.
"Father, I worked so hard to interrogate him for you, why are you beating me again!"
Shopkeeper Song Shao is angry, even if you are my father, you can't take pleasure in beating me!
Believe it or not, I will go outside and make a scarecrow when I turn around, and put on your clothes and get needles every day
Shopkeeper Song's head was full of black lines, pointing at Shen Ao who kept making the sound of 'woo woo woo'.
"Little turtle, have you ever seen someone who interrogated and sealed their mouths?"
Listening to his father's angry reprimand, shopkeeper Song Shao was dumbfounded.
He looked at the cross, but saw the brother on the cross crying.
From that brother's tears, he saw grievances, grief, resentment, and relief.
Finally someone has said something fair for His Highness, you bastard.
Keep asking me if I should say it, if I should say it, if I should say it, if I should say it!
How dare you undo the gag talisman stuffed in my mouth!
Quit talking, and let me confess to you with leniency
My Highness, Tanima Twist White!
…
"Ahem, I'm sorry, brother."
"Well, I have no experience in the first interrogation."
Shopkeeper Song Shao scratched his head, only feeling his old face was hot.
He wouldn't admit that he was having fun because of the slap.
He forgot the purpose of the interrogation for a moment, and that's why he didn't undo the gag spell for Shen Ao!
And whoever invented this gag spell, you can't see it when you put it on your mouth, okay
Seeing the innocent-looking Shopkeeper Song and Shopkeeper Song, Shen Ao burst into tears.
He was wrong, he shouldn't have been in a hurry to come to the Garden of All Souls from the beginning.
When the thirteenth brother came to his palace and took Qin Gao away.
He should replace all the court ladies and eunuchs.
Especially the little plums who are in direct contact.
It's all my Highness's fault.
Still not careful enough!
…
The words are divided into two ends.
"Ah Choo! Ah Choo!"
After a busy day, Shen Tian returned to the inn and began to prepare for cultivation.
Suddenly, he sneezed again.
Shen Tian couldn't help but feel helpless about this, which girl is thinking of me
Since crossing over, she possesses an unrivaled beauty and has become a fairy teacher in the Garden of All Souls.
Shen Tian was being missed by others all the time.
Especially those fanatical girls, surrounded by them every day.
Everyone clamored to give Shen Tian a monkey, and they couldn't drive him away no matter how hard they drove him away.
For this, Shen Tian really felt troublesome.
If it wasn't for whitening luck and getting rid of this moldy halo.
Shen Tian left Wanling Garden long ago to find a quiet place, and practiced obsessively.
After all, in this world of cultivating immortals that is full of dangers, it is considered safe to go out of the mountain at the Mahayana stage.
Shen Tian has no shortage of cultivation resources for the time being, and to be honest, he doesn't want to be too high-profile.
After all, looking at so many novels, the protagonists are all pretending to be criminals.
Shen Tian always felt that his performance was too high-profile during this time.
What if one day a destiny protagonist pops up and sacrifices himself to the sky
In the previous life, I said hello, I said hello, if I really traveled to the world of cultivating immortals, it's best not to be too rambunctious.
Wouldn't it be nice to wait for the world to be invincible and then come out of the mountain
…
Putting away the distracting thoughts in his heart, Shen Tian took out the rosary from his arms.
When Shen Tian was helping someone with predestined relationship to search for the mine, Jiu'er had been absorbing spirit stones.
At this time, the cracks on the rosary had recovered a little.
Although the cracked place is still far from healed.
However, it is much moister than before.
"That bag of spirit stones was sucked dry, pretty fast!"
Shen Tian looked at the crumbs in the bag.
Can't help but shook his head with a wry smile.
Fortunately, he still has some savings in his small coffers.
Otherwise, this female ghost really can't afford it.
Take out a bag of spirit stones from the Cangming Ring, and put the rosary in it.
Immediately, Jiu'er, who had long been so hungry and thirsty, began to drink crazily.
…
Suddenly, Jiu'er seemed to notice something.
She stopped to absorb the spirit stone, and the ghost's face was full of panic and fear.
"Master, I feel a terrible breath approaching!"
Jiu'er's soul was erratic, and he was obviously very frightened.
Shen Tian's expression also changed: "Could it be that people from the evil spirit sect came to the door?"
Thinking of this, Shen Tian quickly took out the Sword Commander from his bosom.
Click!
The door of Shen Tian's room was pushed open.
A halo that exuded a golden light that was more dazzling than the sun appeared in front of Shen Tian.
At this moment, Shen Tian even felt a little tingling in his eyes.
What a powerful light of luck! ! !
(end of this chapter)