Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Your imagination is weird
On the edge of the cliff, You Bihuai silently looked at the red light rising into the sky. He turned around and saw his disciples behind him already lined up.
The escape of Demon Lord Chou Song would have caused a huge uproar no matter which sect it happened to. Only in the Yu Jian Sect could the situation remain so calm.
You Bihui said, "The Demon Lord Chou Song has escaped from the Demon Prison."
Even though it was such an important matter, his tone was still as calm as ever when he spoke about it.
The senior cultivators around who knew the inside story, such as Jiang Caiyu, remained calm. Only the disciples who didn't know the specifics were whispering among themselves.
"What is the Demon Prison?" "What is Chou Song?" "I think I've seen this name in a history book." "Is it from the ancient times or the modern times?" "It seems to be from ancient history."
Hong Xian led a group of men out of the Demon Prison and brought something to You Bihuai. "The formation is being repaired. No one escaped except Chou Song. This was found in Chou Song's cell."
Ye Nanque was standing next to Jiang Caiyu, quite close to them. When he looked up, he saw that what Hong Xian handed to You Bihuai was the spirit bag he gave to Chou Song.
Mu Jiulin's spirit bag.
Is this what Chou Song meant by giving him a small gift? Frame him? They're playing dirty.
System: ["Demon Prison" plot complete, character tag highlighted: Collusion. Reader Satisfaction: -2]
Mu Jiulin didn't know how to hide his breath, so You Bihuai just used the tracking technique briefly and locked onto Mu Jiulin.
You Bihuai stretched out his hand and a ray of light hit Mu Jiulin: "Come out."
Mu Jiulin didn't know what was going on and stood up obediently.
When he first saw Mu Jiulin, You Bihuai felt a sense of familiarity. He remembered that he was the offending disciple during the opening ceremony, and he felt unhappy: "Is this yours?"
Mu Jiulin glanced at the spirit bag, guessing the atmosphere in front of him, and lowered his head: "It is indeed my disciple's."
You Bihuai: "Why did your spirit bag appear in the Demon Prison?"
Mu Jiulin answered honestly: "Disciple does not know what the Demon Prison is."
You Bihuai asked, "What about Chou Song? Have you ever seen him?"
Mu Jiulin shook his head: "Disciple has never heard of this person."
You Bihui paused for a moment, his intuition telling him that Mu Jiulin was not lying. However, since this matter concerned the Demon Lord Chou Song, he still ordered his disciples without hesitation: "Qi Yuan, send him to the Discipline Hall, Zhao Xin."
"Zhao Xin" is a method of interrogation and punishment used by the Yu Jian Sect, and is essentially a formation.
People in the formation will feel torment and pain, but it will not actually cause any physical harm.
The use of this type of punishment can be used to extract confessions without actually harming innocent disciples of the Yu Jian Sect.
Although there is no physical damage, every minute and every second in the formation is real to the person who endures it, and the mental damage is no less.
I don’t know who was so smart to come up with this weird idea.
Jiang Caiyu stood up and said, "Jiulin never lies."
You Bihuai said, "This matter is of great importance. Junior Brother Jiang, please do not say anything more. Zhao Xin will judge whether he is lying or not. Qi Yuan, take him away."
Qi Yuan walked to Mu Jiulin and bowed: "Junior Brother Mu, come with me."
The attitude was very good, but Mu Jiulin could sense that he was being lured into a trap.
Zhao Xin, he had seen this spell in a book. He knew he wouldn't be hurt too much, just have to endure some phantom pain.
Patience, he is very good at patience.
When Mu Jiulin passed by Ye Nanque, he raised his eyes and glanced at him. Ye Nanque just frowned and looked at him, standing with everyone without saying a word.
Instead, Mu Jiulin smiled at Ye Nanque, as if reminding him not to worry.
Mu Jiulin did not give him away...
Ye Nanque felt a little complicated for a moment.
Is the protagonist a bit too kind? Is it reasonable for him to be framed and yet not defend himself?
Ye Nanque's brows furrowed even more tightly.
Sensing his hesitation, the system immediately warned: [Host, please pay attention, host, please pay attention, put yourself in the right position as a villain.]
Ye Nanque: [Although I don’t really like this kind of thing…]
System: [No thoughs or buts! Readers like it, the people love it, and if you don't like it, who are you?]
Ye Nanque: [Is this sentence used here?]
Watching Mu Jiulin being taken away, with an expression of no regrets on that boy's face, Ye Nanque was torn between his conscience and his desires, but in the end he said nothing.
Jiang Caiyu said, "I want to observe the Dharma together."
With Jiang Caiyu around, the Discipline Hall naturally had to think carefully before taking action.
Ye Nanque followed Jiang Caiyu and watched the disciples of the Discipline Hall set up the formation. Mu Jiulin stood in the middle with his eyes closed, obviously already inside the formation.
Wen Congjie, the immortal head of the Discipline Hall, angrily asked, "Have you ever been to the Demon Prison?"
Mu Jiulin closed his eyes in the formation, gritting his teeth, a look of pain on his face. In the illusionary formation, a whip appeared out of thin air and lashed at him.
One whip and the whole place is covered in blood.
He insisted, "I don't know."
Except for Wen Congjie, no one else could hear what was said in the formation. All they could see was Mu Jiulin's nightmare-like expression and sweat on his forehead.
Wen Congjie listened attentively for a while, and when he had almost finished with this test, he changed the question: "Have you ever seen Chou Song?"
Ye Nanque couldn't help but complain. Was he just going to keep asking questions one after another? Couldn't he just keep it simple and ask Mu Jiulin directly if he was lying?
How long will it take to keep asking questions like this?
No one knew how Mu Jiulin was treated in this Zhaoxin Formation. Ye Nanque watched helplessly as one of his knees suddenly went weak and he half-knelt on the ground.
Ye Nanque couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and stepped forward and said, "Master Wen, I lost the spirit bag, it has nothing to do with Junior Brother Mu."
Wen Congjie looked up at him and said, "Ye Nanque, I know you care about your fellow disciples, but you must also be careful about your behavior. The Discipline Hall is not a place for you to protect others."
Ye Nanque: "Uncle Master, I am telling the truth. This spirit bag was given to me by Junior Brother Mu, and I accidentally lost it."
Wen Congjie turned his eyes away, not even looking at him: "You have never been a child who doesn't know the seriousness of the matter. If you keep talking nonsense, get out."
How come no one believes me when I tell the truth?
Ye Nanque argued: "Master Wen..."
As soon as he called a name, Wen Congjie slapped him and slapped him out of the door, and the two doors were closed tightly.
A plot kill? Is this a plot kill? They're deliberately trying to prevent him from telling the truth, right?
Ye Nanque complained inwardly for a while, then the door opened and Jiang Caiyu walked out.
He hurriedly asked, "How is Junior Brother Mu?"
Jiang Caiyu: "Come and pick him up in three hours. Go back first."
Ye Nanque was stunned for a moment: "Three hours?"
Three hours is six hours. Mu Jiulin still has to endure the Zhaoxin Formation for six hours?
Jiang Caiyu didn't say anything else, and Ye Nanque just followed him silently.
When they were almost home, Jiang Caiyu suddenly stopped and looked back at him: "You protected your junior brother in the Discipline Hall today. That's very good."
This was the first time Jiang Caiyu praised him.
Ye Nanque was stunned for a moment. This sudden compliment made him feel embarrassed and blush. If Jiang Caiyu knew that Mu Jiulin was lured into prison by him, she would want to take back what she said.
After saying this, Jiang Caiyu walked towards her yard, leaving Ye Nanque alone and disheveled in the wind.
How can I put it in this situation? He did bad things, but everyone thought he was good. He really... had a good face.
"Senior Brother." Qin Qi appeared out of nowhere, scaring Ye Nanque.
Qin Qi looked at Ye Nanque, who seemed to be lost in thought, and asked, "What did Senior Brother Ye just talk about with Master?"
Ye Nanque: "Nothing."
Qin Qi: "I heard everything."
You heard it and you still ask.
Qin Qi sighed: "Did Senior Brother Ye speak up for that kid Mu Jiulin? Just to get a compliment from Master? Master is really something. Normally, no matter how well you did, Senior Brother Ye, he would never praise you. Today, you just spoke up for Mu Jiulin, and Master praised you."
Qin Qi: "To get a reward from Master in this way... Senior Brother... aren't you really sad?"
What are these? Your imagination is very strange... Ye Nanque was strangely silent.
And in Qin Qi's view, his silence was a kind of acquiescence.
Qin Qi sighed softly, and suddenly hugged Ye Nanque tightly.
Ye Nanque: Eh? Eh? Don't try to scam me, young man. You have a criminal record.
Qin Qi changed his tone to comfort him: "No matter what, in my eyes, Senior Brother Ye is the best. Several Mu Jiulins can't compare to him. He can't even compare to a finger of Senior Brother Ye. Master was just bewitched by him. When Master wakes up, he will definitely see your good side again."
Ye Nanque: "...Thank you."
Qin Qi: "You're welcome, Senior Brother Ye."
Six hours later, Jiang Caiyu went to bring Mu Jiulin back personally. Mu Jiulin was intact without any injuries, but his face was frighteningly pale, and it seemed that he had suffered a lot.
Whenever Mu Jiulin suffered a little, Jiang Caiyu would think that she had not taken good care of him and would do everything she could to make up for it. He asked Ye Nanque to take Mu Jiulin to the spiritual spring in the back mountain to nourish his spiritual roots for seven days at room temperature.
The Lingquan Room in the back mountain was Jiang Caiyu's private barrier. If he hadn't opened it, no one else could enter. But he trusted Ye Nanque too much and actually let Ye Nanque take Mu Jiulin to recuperate.
Doesn't this mean that they will be the only two of them together these days?
Ye Nanque felt guilty and didn't dare to mention the spirit bag in front of Mu Jiulin.
Having just come out of the Discipline Hall, Mu Jiulin didn't seem to want to talk much, and the two of them entered the barrier in silence.
Ye Nanque briefly introduced him: "The spiritual energy here is abundant, and the spring water can warm and nourish spiritual roots. Soak in it for an hour every day for the next seven days. It will help you break through. You live in the north room, and I'll live in the south room. You can call me if you need anything."
He strode towards the south room, but something grabbed his wrist. Turning around, he saw it was Mu Jiulin's hand reaching out.
"Brother, are you planning to ignore me forever except for official business?"
Ye Nanque didn't understand what he meant for a moment.
Mu Jiulin took a step forward, revealing a soft-hearted expression: "I didn't...didn't I not tell Senior Brother about you? In this way, isn't it good enough?"
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