No matter how the old man screamed and begged, the executioner just carried out the execution without asking any questions. The sneers of countless evil spirits nearby were even more piercing and heart-piercing.
There was also a vacuum period when the executioners left, and those incomplete ghosts and monsters either limped or crawled, all gathered around the old man, trying desperately to tear and bite him. That kind of deformed madness and greed was more terrifying than the demons in the world, but the monk's soul allowed him to feel every bit of pain without being fatally hurt.
Once the executioner returns, these mutilated ghosts immediately turn from vicious and weird to panic-stricken and flee. Then the old man will face a new kind of pain. This cycle repeats almost without repetition. If it does, it must be that this punishment has caused the old man to endure more pain and mental destruction than the others, so it will happen again.
On the lower level of the prison of the Punishment Department, the Chief Officer of the Punishment Department and the Military Judge of the Merits and Demerits Department also saw through the gloomy fog and saw the fate of the evil old cultivator, as well as the scene of him longing for liberation.
"Hehe, with such a character, no wonder he chose such an evil and unorthodox path."
Pan Wu twitched his lips. Even other ghost officials in the underworld were afraid of places like the bottom of the Punishment Department's Prison. Even for the souls of cultivators, this time they were subjected to the most horrific punishment. How long could they endure it without collapsing
"Is it time to interrogate him about the Golden State?"
The chief officer of the Evil Punishment Department smiled and shook his head.
"Don't worry, don't worry. This man has a solid soul. His body was tempered by spiritual energy and magic power before. He has practiced for a long time. Let him suffer a little more. After a while, as long as the torturer has the intention to interrogate him, I guarantee that he will remember everything, even when he was weaned before his practice, and confess everything."
"Um!"
The Punishment Department has its own way of interrogation, and the scale and degree are clear. Pan Wu didn't say anything more. A scum of cultivation like this evil cultivator didn't deserve sympathy. It would be really miserable when the evil cultivator confessed everything he could, and finally found out that he had to continue to be punished.
As for the interrogation of the pregnant woman, it was much simpler. Apart from her good looks, her heart was completely that of a country woman. Although she practiced evil magic and ate human hearts, she almost collapsed when she arrived in the underworld and saw the ghosts and evil spirits in the underworld.
People like this naturally don't know much. Apart from the evil method taught by their master, which is said to enable one to practice the Nine-Child Ghost Mother, who can fly into the sky, escape into the earth, devour gods and destroy immortals, they don't know much else.
However, people in the underworld scoffed at this statement. Generally speaking, a fetus in the womb is three months old. Seeing that her belly is almost seven or eight months old, even the ghost baby in her belly has an incomplete soul and body. Naturally, such a lie has no credibility.
. . .
Ji Yuan temporarily stopped caring about the affairs of the underworld in Chunhui Mansion. If they couldn't pry open the mouth of the evil cultivator, then he, Ji, naturally couldn't do anything about it.
At this moment, Ji Yuan had already returned to Ju'an Pavilion in Ning'an County. When he got home, the brocade bag was still hanging outside the main house. The yard was covered with new snow, and there were no claw marks or footprints on the snow. It seemed that Hu Yun had not been here recently.
It was now early morning. Ji Yuan put the brocade bag back into his arms, opened the door, walked to the wooden table in the room and sat down, then took out a few talismans and a yellowed book from his sleeve.
One of them is the Taixu Earth Escape Talisman which still has its spirituality, and there is also a Qi Concealment Talisman and a Heart Purification Talisman. These three talismans are obviously not ordinary ones, and the spiritual light on them is not simple.
But then again, talismans can be considered a special branch of spiritual practice. It takes a long time and has a slow effect, so not many people can practice it in depth. However, those who have achieved success in practice are very popular. After all, everyone likes a magical talisman, so it can be considered a secret method. All kinds of talismans are kept secret and passed on by word of mouth. Even Lao Long is not clear about the specific matters of talismans.
Ji Yuan didn't expect that the evil old cultivator would give him any surprises in this regard. The only thing that disappointed him was that the talisman that could replace death was gone.
Other things in the art of talismans are just extensions of some magic techniques, but the death-substitution talisman is truly extremely magical, and the cost of making it is not small.
The book was a completely ordinary book, without any vivid meaning left in it. It turned out to be the evil method, called "The Great Method of Controlling and Refining the Ghost Mother".
"snort!"
Ji Yuan snorted coldly. Just by looking at the name he knew that it was the same kind of unorthodox ways like refining corpses and raising ghosts. Even if it worked, the woman would be a victim in the end and would not be a legitimate disciple at all.
It's just that this book only has pictures and texts without any divine meaning. It's easy to go wrong if you just practice it casually. The old man doesn't seem to have received any true teachings, which means that the woman is still playing the role of an experimental subject.
After reading it carefully, Ji Yuan became more and more depressed. If he had not been concerned about the change in which a person could survive after being beheaded, and wanted to see if there was anything worth pondering in it, he would have destroyed the book long ago.
Some of the contents were extremely disgusting. He forced himself to finish reading it. Suddenly, a fire burst out from Ji Yuan's hands, scaring the paper crane that had just poked its head out of his arms so much that it shrunk back into the brocade bag.
"It will harm people if you keep it!"
Under Ji Yuan's control of fire, it only took half a breath for the entire book to be completely burned, breaking into fine powder and floating out of the house with the wind.
"Huh... I think the magical power I learned is the best. I'm going to practice the dream-sleeping technique!"
Ji Yuan didn’t know if there was anyone who could practice in their sleep like him, and he didn’t know if the efficiency of his practice could be compared to the meditation and enlightenment in the holy land of the immortal palace, but understanding the magical in the dream state was definitely extraordinary.
I woke up from the first dream on the second day because there was a result in the underworld of Chunhui Prefecture. The message was passed on to the ghosts and gods in this area at the border of Desheng Prefecture, and the message was also passed on to each other at the borders of various counties, and finally reached Ji Yuan.
As expected, the old man had little to do with the real devil, at least on the surface. However, he also represented a very small group of people who were curious about the rumors about the Tianji Pavilion and liked to be smart.
As for the fate of the evil cultivator, the underworld of Chunhui Mansion did not elaborate, and Ji Yuan did not want to ask.
After learning the news, Ji Yuan sent away the visiting ghost and couldn't wait to fall asleep again.
This time, time passed even faster during my sleep. Coincidentally, no one disturbed me for a long time, and I didn't wake up from this dream for four or five months.
People in the county who knew Ji Yuan all thought that Mr. Ji might have gone on a long journey again, and only the spiritual energy in the courtyard remained gathered... until the next year when the jujube trees blossomed and the fragrance filled the air, bringing peace and tranquility.
The season had returned to spring. On this day, a red fox tried its best to avoid the crowds of people and the cats and dogs in the county, and hurriedly crossed the streets and came to the Ju'an Pavilion in a secluded place in Tianniufang.
He looked at the jujube tree in the yard that was full of jujube flowers, then jumped over the wall and jumped into the yard.
This was at least the tenth time that Hu Yun had come to Ju'an Pavilion since last winter. He had not seen Mr. Ji every time. But this time was a little different. He felt something as soon as he entered the yard and looked up at the branches of the jujube tree.
There is a paper crane on it, actually imitating the bees nearby, poking the tiny jujube flowers with its paper beak.
"Paper Crane, is Mr. Ji awake?"
When Hu Yun saw the paper crane, he was delighted and asked directly about this little paper crane that looked like a spirit.
However, the latter's intelligence was not high enough to communicate smoothly with the fox. It just flew down when it heard its master's name, landed on the stone table and looked at the red fox. Then the next moment it suddenly flapped its wings and flew to the main house and landed at the door. Then it shrank itself and quickly got in through the crack in the door.
"Why… "
Hu Yun had just opened his mouth and uttered a word when the paper crane disappeared.
After a few breaths, a yawning sound was heard in the room.
When Hu Yun heard the sound, his first reaction was not surprise but guilt and even a little panic.
"Oh no! If Lu Shanjun knew that I woke up Mr. Ji, I would be dead!"
Hu Yun's next reaction was to run away, so he took a running start and jumped onto the wall of the small pavilion, then jumped to the ground and fled away from Tianniufang.
"Oh...ah..."
Ji Yuan yawned and stretched, then sat up from the bed. Except for the bed, the rest of the room was covered with a layer of dust.
"This dream is quite long!"
He looked at the door again, as if he could see through it, and muttered.
"Is this fox estranged from me now? He ran away when I woke up?"
A paper crane flew into the brocade bag on the bedside. Ji Yuan was naturally not woken up by the paper crane, but came in specifically because it sensed that the owner was about to wake up.
"I can't sleep any more. If I continue to sleep, I will miss the birth of Master Yin's second child. I don't know if Yin Qing has gone."