Qingshan Temple Massacre



"What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhuo looked down at Shen Qing, who was frowning, in confusion. Was she hurt?

"It's okay." Shen Qing took a deep breath and slowed down. "You continue the interrogation, don't worry about me."

Jiang Zhuo nodded and looked at the two people tied up on the ground. He signaled Changfeng to pull the man in black out.

"Are you Qin Wanming's man?"

The man in black just looked at Jiang Zhuo viciously, keeping his mouth shut and not saying a word.

Chang Feng kicked the man in black on the shoulder and said, "This is Lord Jiang, the Minister of the Dali Temple in the capital. You must answer honestly when asked questions!"

"The Chief Justice?" The man in black was obviously stunned.

Didn’t Boss Qin say that the capital city has been taken care of?

Why is the Dali Temple Minister here?

Could it be that Boss Qin is going to give up on him?

"I, I don't know anything!"

He muttered that he knew nothing and looked around panically. In just a few breaths, his forehead was soaked with cold sweat.

Jiang Zhuo looked at the man in black coldly and frowned slightly.

Shen Qing heard the noise and walked over to take a look. The man looked like he was suffering from hysteria.

"Don't come over... I don't know anything... Don't come over..." The man in black waved his hands and fiddled with something in the air with fear in his eyes.

"What happened to you?"

"Heaven and earth are my witnesses. I haven't done anything yet!" Jiang Zhuo waved his hand. "What happened to him?"

"It's hard to say, it seems like he's afraid of something."

Jiang Zhuo was silent. Is the title of "Minister of the Supreme Court" so scary?

Shen Qing walked to the man in black, put her hand on his shoulder, and pinched his chin with the other hand to make him focus on her eyes.

"Don't... don't kill me..." The black-clothed man's pupils slowly began to lose focus, and his struggling movements slowly stopped.

Changfeng looked at Jiang Zhuo in shock, and the latter shook his head.

"You are here, what are you afraid of?" Shen Qing induced the man in black to imagine what he was afraid of.

Darkness, oil drums, flying insects, chains...

Shen Qing blinked, let go of the man in black, patted his shoulder, and stood up.

"It was a secret room-like place with many large oil drums tied with chains. There were black flying insects in the drums."

"Illegal workshop?" Jiang Zhuo asked doubtfully.

"Almost, but it's very blurry. He must have caught a glimpse of it accidentally."

Jiang Zhuo looked at Shen Qing with curiosity: "I didn't expect that our Qing Qing has such a skill."

"There's a lot more you can't imagine."

Empathy was the hypnosis method she used most often before.

The bald man standing by saw that Jiang Zhuo and the others were all paying attention to the man in black, so he quietly moved to the side and looked at the stone platform not far away.

"Let's try another one, maybe we can gain something."

Jiang Zhuo turned around and found that the bald man wanted to run away, so he waved his hands.

Changfeng immediately rushed over to catch the bald man, but unexpectedly he pounced directly on the stone platform. In an instant, the sound of the mechanism being activated was heard.

The entire passage began to shake violently.

"Hahahaha, what Dali Temple Minister? Go to hell with me!"

After the mechanism was activated, a rain of arrows shot out from all directions. The man in black twitched all over after being shot, and then quickly turned into a withered corpse.

"Let's go first!" Jiang Zhuo grabbed Shen Qing, turned around and ran quickly towards the exit.

When I retreated to the yard, I could feel the obvious shaking. Fortunately, it had been thundering just now, otherwise such a loud noise would have really alarmed the people around.

"You want to die with someone just because of a disagreement? You really don't care about your life." Shen Qing's breathing was a little rapid. She wanted to raise her hand to tidy her hair but found that her hand was still held by Jiang Zhuo.

"Lord Jiang, you don't think that what you are holding is your fan, do you?" Shen Qing raised his hand.

Jiang Zhuo quickly let go, the feeling of her touch still lingering on his hand.

"I was in such a hurry just now that I offended you."

"Okay, go ahead and investigate whatever you want. I'm going home to sleep." Shen Qing straightened her hair and said, "Goodbye."

Without a word of nonsense, Shen Qing turned around and left using Qinggong.

"Sir, there are too many suspicious points about Miss Shen, right?" Chang Feng frowned and looked at the direction where Shen Qing left. "Besides, don't you think it's too coincidental?"

We met by chance in the dilapidated temple, we met by chance in the capital, and we will meet again by chance after coming to Qingzhou.

What a coincidence!

"I suspect that Miss Shen is in cahoots with them and is approaching you on purpose."

Jiang Zhuo waved his fan, glanced at Changfeng, then turned and left.

It was obvious that he was the one who approached her first on purpose, but Changfeng didn't understand.

Shen Qing quietly returned to Cheng Mansion, washed up briefly, and lay down on the bed with a little fatigue.

“Chen Qing, I have…” Point Seven suddenly spoke.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm really sleepy."

After running around for most of the night and even fighting a fight, I was really tired. Besides, the wind was picking up outside, and the rustling of the trees in the yard made me feel sleepy.

Seventh Point: Seeing the fatigue between her brows, he decided to tell her tomorrow. However, it was hard to imagine how she would react when she knew the news.

I shouldn't be too sad, after all, we haven't been together for too long.

Shen Qing did not sleep very soundly. He got up early the next morning and went to pay his respects to the old lady.

"Qingqing, did you sleep well last night?" The old lady held Shen Qing's hand, "Is there anything you are not used to?"

"Very good, grandma, don't worry." Shen Qing tilted his head and leaned in Madam Cheng's arms.

She always felt that Madam Cheng had the scent of her master.

"That's good. The weather is not very good today. If you want to go out, remember to wear more clothes."

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