The Demon Concubine of God

Chapter 315: Shen's Mansion Confiscated

Ever since the young emperor heard Shen Pingchang say that Shen Qi killed the prince, he kept it in mind. He immediately ordered Xigong Tongming to personally arrest Shen Qi and put him in the dark room of the Sky Prison.

The young emperor didn't want any evidence to prove whether Shen Laoqi did it or not. He just wanted to kill Shen Laoqi to vent his resentment for many years. He had waited too long for this result, as if killing those people who were buried with the prince in the past had no effect at all. He had waited for this murderer for so many years, and even if it was a suspect who was just a rumor, he would only have the word death.

The little emperor looked at the portrait of Shen Laoqi hanging on the wall and said quietly, "How do you make him reveal his true colors and admit that he killed the crown prince?"

These words were said to Tong Ming who was beside him.

Tong Ming said calmly: "What does your majesty want?"

The little emperor said, "Aren't you a god? It should be easy for a god to make a mortal admit the crimes he has committed, right?"

Tong Ming said: "Your Majesty, this is the human world. If the immortals interfere in human affairs at will, it will deplete their cultivation."

The little emperor suddenly said angrily: "I don't care! I just want to know how he treated my son back then."

When this rough roared out, it was no longer the voice of a young and gentle man in his twenties, but the clanging sound of a bronze drum of an old man in his forties or fifties.

It seemed as if this young body was simply unable to control this superior who looked down upon everything.

Tong Ming still looked like a bodhisattva. He said, "Your Majesty, it's not that I don't follow your wishes, it's really that I cast a spell... I'm just afraid that Your Majesty will suspect that I'm playing tricks. In fact, Your Majesty can do this yourself. After all, Your Majesty is also an immortal now. You can create a trick for this criminal. This criminal is most afraid that those he harmed will come to him to reminisce about the past. He dare not recall the crimes he committed in the past, as well as the witnesses who saw him kill people with their own eyes. As long as he can be convinced that this matter has been exposed, he will show his true colors."

The little emperor heard him say this and said unsurely, "Can I really do this?"

Tong Ming said confidently, "Your Majesty, please give it a try."

The little emperor faced the unconscious criminal on the wall, made hand gestures, chanted an incantation, and cast a spell on the criminal.

The criminal slowly woke up and tried hard to break free from the restraints. The next moment, he actually came down from the wall. He felt completely incredible. He looked at his hands and feet with joy. It was truly magical. The scars on his hands and feet caused by the chains were gone without a trace.

After a moment of joy, Shen Laoqi immediately came to his senses and ran away in a hurry.

After Shen Laoqi escaped from the prison, he wandered around the streets in a daze for a long time, and did not dare to go back to the Shen family. He had his own house on South Street in the capital. He went back to the house, but it became a deserted house after he had not lived there for only a month. The servants, housekeepers, maids and maids in the house were all gone, and the half-hanging door plaque was covered with spider webs.

He looked around the entire yard; it was so desolate, like a haunted house.

At this time, he saw two people coming to the deserted back door. They looked like a master and a servant, and the master was covered by a black robe that covered his feet. The master in the black robe watched the servant take out paper money and snacks from the basket and started to light fires towards the house. The master in the black robe then pulled down the hood on his head, revealing his true face.

"Second uncle!"

Shen Laoqi, who was hiding in the dark, was startled.

Old Seven Shen slowly walked to his second old master Shen, who was supposed to be far away at the border, but the second old master Shen did not notice his presence.

This time, the heart-broken Shen Er sighed and said, "Seventh Brother, don't blame your second uncle for being cruel. I sent people to sneak into the prison to kill you. You also know the severity of what we did back then. If we hadn't killed you immediately, our two families and even the entire Shen family would not exist in this world."

When Shen Laoqi heard him say that, he broke out in a cold sweat from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Only then did Shen Laoqi believe that he was really dead.

But then his good uncle said, "Seventh Brother, I have also sent your family members to you. You should have seen them all, right? It can't be helped. They are all your loved ones. It is inevitable that you got drunk one day and revealed what happened back then. For the sake of the entire Shen family, I have to let your family gather together underground."

Shen Laoqi felt like he was dying!

He even thought about it before he died. If the murder of the prince was exposed one day, would his good second uncle make his family disappear? But that was just a terrible thought. He didn't expect his good second uncle to really do it.

The resentment that was rising rapidly in his heart was about to burst through his body and rush to heaven. If there really was a god called the Jade Emperor in this world, he would definitely report it to heaven and pray to the gods to send down thunder to kill Old Master Shen, such a cruel man.

Just when he was full of resentment and was about to turn into a ghost, suddenly a tornado swept him away and took him to a place called Yinshan.

The pitch-black sky enveloped the eerie and terrifying Yinshan Mountain. Shen Laoqi walked aimlessly on the mountain road of Yinshan Mountain. For a moment, he remembered the night when he rode a horse and led people to assassinate the fleeing prince on the mountain road.

Suddenly, a ghost hand like a dead branch broke out from the ground, grabbed Shen Laoqi's ankle, and held him tightly, making it impossible for him to escape no matter what he did.

Master Shen Wen was frightened into hysterics.

Then, more and more ghost hands appeared on the surrounding land, stretching out with bared fangs and claws, clamoring and twisting, just to catch Shen Laoqi and drag him into the ground.

Some people, when they are extremely terrified, will inspire supreme bravery and evil. This Master Shen Qi is such a person. He suddenly attacked the ghost hand on the ground violently, saying evil words and nonsense: "Who do you think you are? You are all cheap lives that I step on. You are my stepping stones when you are alive, and you deserve to be stepped on by me when you die. Don't even think about turning over! Don't even think about turning over... I tell you, I am the one who killed the prince who was more than ten thousand people. I am just one step away from destroying the emperor of a country. You are shit, you all die! Die!"

Unexpectedly, after such a rage, the ghost hand underground actually quieted down. Shen Laoqi was so scared that he smoothed his frantic heart. He took a deep breath, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then planned to escape in a hurry.

At this moment, hundreds of evil spirits appeared around him, each with a ferocious green face and fangs, looking at him and surrounding him.

Shen Laoqi was so scared that he squatted on the ground.

They were all the people he had killed. I didn’t expect that they would all be here in such large numbers.

Shen Laoqi had a premonition that his next fate would be to be torn to pieces by these people, and then repeat it over and over again.

Shen Laoqi begged for mercy: "Please don't... don't..."

Behind the crowd that was blocking the way, a path suddenly opened up and a man walked out.

The man was gentle and elegant, like the sun that shines across the Yinshan Mountains and brings a ray of warm light to hell.

It’s the kind and upright prince.

It is still the same impression as before. No matter how much evil he has suffered in this world, he remains unchanged.

The little emperor and Tong Ming, who were standing outside the illusion and seeing all this, were completely certain that the prince was killed by him.

When Lord Shen returned home, the soldiers sent by the emperor surrounded the mansion and escorted Lord Shen and his family to prison for trial.

Lord Shen was put on an iron chain by the officer's neck. As he walked, he asked the officer in disbelief: "How could the emperor just raid my Shen family so casually? Did you hear wrongly, or are you using the power for personal gain to deliberately embarrass me? I tell you, I am a first-rank official in the court. When my Shen family is cleared of the injustice, I will make you pay for it."

The official thought he was being noisy and sneered at him twice. Then he took out the imperial edict issued by the emperor from his lapel, opened it, and showed it to Lord Shen. He asked him to read it carefully, and then put it away again and said, "Do you still think that His Majesty will release the Shen family because of the previous favor they showed you? Don't daydream."

Lord Shen was still in disbelief. His expression changed constantly. Even if he had planned for the worst, he had never expected that the little emperor would really put the entire Shen family in jail in an instant. He knew that his seventh son was guilty, but it was only a suspicion at first sight. There was no solid evidence. How could the emperor make such a judgment and deal with him?

The officer stopped talking to him and pushed him over hard, urging him to hurry up.

Lord Shen's family was taken to prison, and the entire prison was filled with torture that day. All of his sons and grandsons, without exception, experienced the feeling of being whipped with a whip dipped in chili water.

Lord Shen, with his white hair disheveled, curled up in a pile of grass in the prison in a daze.

Suddenly, he grabbed the prison door and shouted toward the long corridor: "I want to see Your Majesty, I want to see Your Majesty! I am an important minister of the previous emperor and a veteran of the previous dynasty. How can Your Majesty not give me, the current national saint teacher, respect?"

Lord Shen was like an old dog that refused to accept his fate. He kept barking in his cage, his snot-dripping face covered with tears, and he kept crying out, "The late emperor! The late emperor!"

This ridiculous thing somehow reached the ears of the little emperor, who snorted and said, "If he had known this would happen, he should have taken good care of his son, this idiot!"

That day, when Shen Wen came out of the Prince's Mansion, he happened to see the people sent by Ruan Qingxia to the yamen, bringing Qu Qiu Shui with him.

Qu Qiushui looked lazy and sleepy. Seeing Shen Wen talking to him, he said, "What's the matter? I've told you that I don't know anything else except my own business. I'm telling you that it's better to be professional this time, otherwise I won't help you."

Shen Wen kicked his calf and said, "Be nicer. What major is not relevant? I tell you, you are doing odd jobs for me. You have to do whatever I tell you to do. Even if I ask you to clean the toilet, you have to go."

The most attractive part of Qu Qiu Shui is his pair of eyes which are good at pretending and acting. His eyes are misty like a little loli who has been wronged.

Shen Wen said: "Go and restore the skull."