Chapter 318 She Wants to Do Bad Things

The thugs saw the shop manager lying on the ground, battered and unconscious. Master Ai Zhong was gone, leaving only a pile of clothes on the ground.

"Old Tan, wake up. Where is the young master?"

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Ye Xiaoman and the fox demon found a room in the villa and hid there.

The fox demon fidgeted, "Is there going to be any problem with your plan?"

Ye Xiaoman was waiting for Yue Mushan to join them, and she was quite anxious.

Her plan was to use Yue Mushan's ventriloquism to postpone the time of Master Ai Zhong's death, create an alibi for the three of them, and shift the blame for the murder to the store manager.

In the middle of the journey, the "Yue Mushan" who ran out with her and the fox demon was a dummy created by magic.

After they left, Yue Mushan stayed in the inner room and continued to perform ventriloquism.

The "truth" that the construction store manager had a conflict with the young master and accidentally killed the young master.

After completing the task perfectly, he will retire.

As Ye Xiaoman and the fox demon waited anxiously, a knock on the window finally sounded.

Ye Xiaoman opened the window.

A white shadow rushed into the house, and the white cat's tail wrapped around the confiscated Miao Dao, and it landed on the ground and turned into Yue Mushan.

"elder sister."

"Nothing else went wrong?"

"Um."

Ye Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief. She felt her body was getting hot and her heart rate was soaring. She didn't know if it was because she was too nervous. She took a heart-nourishing pill and felt dry in her mouth. She walked to the table and poured herself a cup of water to drink.

The fox demon asked, "Have we cleared ourselves of suspicion?"

Ye Xiaoman drank half a pot of water and said, "It's 80% washed off."

"80%? What about the remaining 20%?"

Ye Xiaoman answered concisely: "Soul lamp."

In the world of immortal cultivation, any sect or family with some financial resources will help their disciples purchase soul lamps.

The soul lamp will also record the last trace of a person's soul before death, which is very convenient for the elders to trace the clues and seek revenge.

This is also the reason why ordinary cultivators dare not kill disciples from large sects or children from aristocratic families at will.

When a person dies, the light goes out. Ye Xiaoman was not sure how accurate the soul lamp of the ghost general's family was in recording time. There was a difference of several minutes between the real time of death of Master Ai Zhong and the time she forged.

As for the scene that Master Ai Zhong saw before he died, he stared in horror at the blade of the nameless sword beside his neck. She was very sure that he did not look at her and should not have recorded her face - but this was just a guess, she was not 100% sure and did not dare to be optimistic.

Based on these two points, she didn't dare say she was 100% sure.

Yue Mushan had a great mentality: "We have done what we can, let's just leave it to fate."

Ye Xiaoman drank all the water in the kettle and opened her storage bag to find a drink. The more she drank, the thirstier her throat became.

"I was the one who killed him. If it gets exposed, I'll get you out too."

Yue Mushan said: "We killed him together."

The fox demon was also quite loyal. "With the three of us present at the same time, the Ghost General won't distinguish between the principal and the accomplice. If he finds out the truth, he'll definitely kill us all."

Ye Xiaoman nodded. "Once they discover that Master Aizhong is dead, they will definitely come to question us. We should hurry up and check the statements."

Yue Mushan suddenly covered Ye Xiaoman's forehead to measure her temperature, "Sister, are you hot?"

"Yeah, it's so hot and I'm thirsty," Ye Xiaoman said, her face flushed red, her skin covered with a thin layer of sweat, and she kept fanning herself with her hands, "Don't you feel that?"

Yue Mushan understood, "You have inhaled too much joy incense."

Ye Xiaoman vaguely remembered that when visiting the Divine Realm Pub, the senior sister mentioned that there was an aphrodisiac incense that would arouse people's sexual desires.

No wonder she felt the air was too fragrant after entering the room. It turned out to be due to the high concentration.

"How to detoxify?"

"There's no cure," Yue Mushan took his hand away. "Just hold on, the effect will gradually wear off."

"oh."

Ye Xiaoman wiped the sweat from her face with her sleeve and drank an iced drink. She didn't take it too seriously. Since cultivators could use their skills to suppress the effects of drugs, she didn't have any worldly thoughts at the moment.

That night, a major social news broke out locally: the landlord of the fighting arena killed the general's grandson, Master Ai Zhong. The murderer was caught on the spot, and all the people involved were thrown into jail and will be interrogated at a later date.

Ye Xiaoman, Yue Mushan and the fox demon, as the people who saw Master Ai Zhong for the last time, along with the participants of the banquet that night, were all called in for questioning by the investigators sent by the Ghost General.

They had coordinated their statements in advance, and each had their own way to deal with the soul-searching technique. In addition, there were eyewitnesses who proved that the young master was still alive when they left, so they successfully passed the interrogation.

The store manager was identified as the murderer of the young master.

The store manager refused to plead guilty, so the people sent by the Ghost General tortured him into confessing.

The store manager had no memory of committing the crime, and everyone unanimously believed that he deliberately erased his memory, knocked himself unconscious, and faked the murder scene to make it look like the young master was killed by an outsider.

The store manager finally couldn't withstand the torture and died, and the case was closed.

The Ghost General seemed to have doubts about the investigation results, but did not take any further action for the time being.

Ye Xiaoman thought that with the store manager taking the blame, she should be able to escape, but she didn't expect that the Ghost General adopted the collective responsibility system.

Those who were involved in the young master's death, along with the staff of the fighting arena, were not released home after proving their innocence. Instead, they were all imprisoned and sent to the mines to do hard labor.

For a period of one year.

And there is no salary during mining.

According to the death rate in the mine, this was equivalent to sentencing them to death, and they had to do hard labor for a year before they died.

Ye Xiaoman's eyes were filled with tears, so she couldn't avoid being a miner, right?

cell.

The narrow space was dark and damp, the floor was covered with thick straw, the food they ate was sour and the living conditions were harsh and difficult.

Ye Xiaoman had already been in jail for three days and fully understood what it meant to feel like every second felt like an eternity.

They are currently waiting for people to come to the mining area to take them to mine.

Ye Xiaoman thought it would be good to be able to go out and work so as to avoid going to jail.

She knelt on the ground, holding the fence with both hands, looking like a typical tearful woman behind bars, her forehead hitting the wooden railing from time to time.

She was very irritable, her temples were throbbing, her heart was filled with a violent desire to tear everything apart, and from time to time she wanted to stand up and imitate Tarzan, beating her chest and roaring.

Looking at the cells around her, she was the most stable in her mental state as she sat quietly, while the other inmates were howling, arguing, fighting, killing, and doing some disgusting things crazily.

The demons tortured them deliberately.

In addition to the imprisonment array to prevent escape, the prison also has a soul-confusing array to torture prisoners, which continuously absorbs the resentment of heaven and earth and pours it into the cells. Except for ghost cultivators, other types of cultivators cannot tolerate the evil spirit of the ghost world and feel that being in prison is like being tortured.

Ye Xiaoman felt like she was going crazy.

She slammed her hand against the fence again, but it didn't hurt this time, as it hit the soft palm of her hand.

Yue Mushan looked at her worriedly, "Sister, are you okay?"

The remaining joy in Ye Xiaoman was rioting. She really wanted to abuse the cat demon, tear his clothes, do whatever she wanted to him, and torment him to pieces.

She chased him away with red eyes, "Go away!"