Two Realms: Starting from playing the role of Raibe Masami

Chapter 18 Interrogation
  "This……"

Jing Yu was stunned for a moment.

Last night, I forced my soul out of my body, cast a spell to respond to my friend, and the soul injury caused by the backlash healed instantly.

And the effect of the nameless crystal block doesn't stop there.

The remaining effect after the healing process actually cleansed her soul.

It made her soul purer, tougher, and stronger.

"As long as it's useful."

Huang Tian was very satisfied when he saw this.

Huang Tian knew very well how sinful it was to raid Wei Tian's prison at night.

Even if Jing's father is a Qianhu member of the anti-treacherous guard system, according to common sense, Jing Yu's situation is unlikely to be found out.

But there are not ten thousand, there is also a chance.

Don't blindly take chances.

The marriage contract between the Huang and Jing families was established early, and the wedding date was set. They were actually one body, and their blessings and misfortunes were linked together.

If something happens to Jingyu, something happens to Huang Tian.

Under such circumstances, how could Huang Tian be reluctant to part with a piece of pure water essence that he had obtained so effortlessly.

Even if it is used to treat the injuries of the soul instead of assisting in cultivation, it would be a waste of resources.

"You should have a good rest, I'm leaving first."

Huang Tian stood up, took the initiative to say goodbye, and left a message before walking out of the waterside pavilion, "When we get married, we will be husband and wife. There is nothing to hide. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me at any time."

Looking at Huang Tian's leaving figure, Jing Yu's mood was extremely complicated.

As expected, my husband is a secretive monk, not a spiritual waste as is widely rumored.

You probably figured out my identity the first time we met, right?
  but……

Jing Yu thought about it and found that this situation was very good.

Finally, there is no need to grit one’s teeth and persevere alone for many things.

"Miss."

Qiu Yue, the personal maid, opened the rolling curtain, walked into the waterside pavilion, and said in a deep voice, "What should I do with the pills sent by Uncle Fu of Huang Mansion?"

Jing Yu raised her eyes and looked at the porcelain bottle on the tray in Qiu Yue's hand, and said seriously: "Put it away carefully and don't lose it."

"Yes, ma'am."

Qiuyue responded and stepped back with the tray.

Jingyu sat in the waterside pavilion for a while before going back to her boudoir.

I really hope to get married as soon as possible.

After saying goodbye to Jing's father in person, Huang Tian led Uncle Fu out of Jing's mansion.

It was still Fu Bo who drove the car.

But Huang Tian sat next to Uncle Fu.

When the carriage drove into Huang's mansion, Huang Tian said, "Uncle Fu, tell mother that it's okay."

"Master, it's better for you to speak for yourself."

Fu Bo reminded.

"Let Uncle Fu tell you, it's the same thing."

Huang Tian waved his hand and walked straight forward, looking unconcerned.

"Okay, Master."

When Uncle Fu saw this, the stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground.

With the young master's behavior, it seems that Miss Jing Yu has nothing to do with what happened last night.

The physical discomfort was really caused by being frightened first and then contracting the wind and cold.

It was past the morning exercise time, but Huang Tian didn't force himself.

I was just thinking about finishing my breakfast and going into the game to check the plot progress, but I had no time to spare.

General Lin Xingdelin, a family friend of the Huang Mansion and the commander of the imperial guards of the Imperial Guard, entered the Huang Mansion in full attire and with his head held high.

As the most established man in the Huang family, Huang Tian must accompany him in person.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to order people to prepare tea and cakes for him, General Lin said directly: "Without further ado, your vacation is over. Change your clothes and follow me back to Tianlao. I have an errand for you to do."

"Yes, General Lin." Huang Tian responded and swallowed back the "Uncle Lin" that came to his throat.

Not long after, Huang Tian put on the uniform of a jailer in Tianlao and followed General Lin out of the Huang Mansion, heading to Tianlao.

On Huang's mother's side, there is a servant who will report this matter to Uncle Fu, who will then report it up, so there is no need to worry.

"Uncle Lin, what happened last night?"

General Lin had enough rank to ride a horse, but Huang Tian had to walk.

On the way back to Tianlao, he walked quickly to keep up and asked questions aloud.

"Don't ask so many questions. Just do whatever you are told to do. Everything will follow the rules."

General Lin did not directly answer Huang Tian's question, but he clearly gave some suggestions.

"Okay, Uncle Lin, I don't have to worry about it."

Huang Tian was thoughtful.

After half a cup of tea, General Lin and Huang Tian arrived at the Prison of Prison Guard, which was close to the southwest corner of the imperial city.

Except for some more potholes on the ground and some missing tiles on the roofs of some buildings, Huang Tian didn't notice any big changes in the Tianlao.

Last night's night attack will definitely have no impact on Tianlao.

Only after entering the prison, Huang Tiancai discovered that the alert level was much higher than usual.

The two of them walked directly into the underground prison, not to the cell, but to the interrogation area.

There are three types of interrogations in Weitian Prison: literary interrogation, military interrogation and torture interrogation.

The so-called literary review is to break down the prisoner's psychological defense in one word without causing any physical or mental harm to the prisoner;
  The so-called martial arts trial is a light punishment, which will cause some harm, but will not cause disability, let alone endanger life;

The so-called torture trial means torture without rules, even if you beat someone to death, it doesn't matter.

General Lin led Huang Tian to the torture area.

This gave Huang Tian some vague guesses about what would happen next.

Sure enough, after entering a torture room, Huang Tian saw two acquaintances, the prison boss Lao Zhou and his son Xiao Zhou.

The two weeks were each hung on the wooden stake in the shape of a "big" character. Their Qi and blood were locked up, their strength was dispersed, and their true Qi was banned. They were almost useless, with not a single intact skin on their bodies.

Huang Tian also knew the traitor guards who were responsible for interrogating him for two weeks.

It was actually two commanders, Zhong Wuming and Shi Wusheng, who came forward in person.

"Your name is Huang Tian, ​​are you Huang Weiming's son?"

Shi Wusheng, who was not wearing official uniform but a Taoist robe, asked lightly.

"Sir, my subordinate is Huang Tian and my father Huang Weiming."

Huang Tian didn't dare to be careless and answered cautiously.

The two commanders are both high-level cultivators of the Third Realm. Zhong Wuming is a master of the Third Realm of martial arts cultivation, and Shi Wusheng is a real person of the Third Realm of Taoist cultivation.

Even if he is not serving in the imperial court, he can still dominate the world by relying on his own cultivation.

Even if you go deep into the demon realm to slay demons, you will most likely be able to escape unscathed.

"Why did you take a sudden leave the day before yesterday?"

There was no emotion in Shi Wusheng's tone, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

Huang Tian replied calmly: "My lord, because my subordinates have finally made a breakthrough in martial arts, they are anxious to go back and consolidate it."

"Is that all?"

Shi Wusheng's tone suddenly changed slightly, but it was also vague and confusing.

Huang Tian ignored this and replied at his own pace: "The other thing is that the movements in the cell head in the past few days were a bit unusual, and my subordinates felt uneasy."

"Ok?"

Shi Wusheng prolonged his nasal voice and hummed, "If that's the case, why don't you report it?"

A look of embarrassment appeared on Huang Tian's face, and he smiled: "Sir, if you accuse your superiors without any basis or evidence, according to family law, you will be punished with thirty sticks."

"Okay, you pass."

Shi Wusheng waved his hand, raised it high, and put it down gently.

Zhong Wuming, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke with a cold tone:

"Go and interrogate the father and son!"

(End of this chapter)