Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 1227 The black hand in the store, and the dead young master

After Feng Wang left, Yu Ning told Duanmuzhi about the incident in detail.

Duanmuzhi's face was always ugly, especially when Yu Ning said that the breath of that black sphere was from the same source as the dark energy he gave him, his face became even more gloomy, as if a storm was about to come.

"The appearance of that staff... Can you still remember?" After a long while, he asked in a deep voice.

Yu Ning replied cautiously: "If we see you again...it should be fine." At the same time, a feeling mixed with surprise also rose in her heart.

As soon as he heard that he was being attacked, he was so anxious... Unexpectedly, he still cared about himself so much.

The next moment, Duanmuzhi didn't say a word, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed her head, the demon power invaded her consciousness and searched for the memory directly.

Can't wait for her to think back slowly... It's still faster like this!

The memory itself stored in a person's brain is not the same as the memory that the person can naturally mobilize.Real memories are clearer and more complete, but when people think back on themselves, they often only remember fragmentary pictures.When he wanted to put these memories into words, the limitations of oral descriptions greatly reduced the information he could convey.

Whether it is the natural forgetting after a long time, or the forgetting of the brain out of self-protection due to excessive fear, for the person involved, many memories are indeed blurred, but this does not mean that he has completely lost this memory.

All the memories are still well stored in the depths of his brain.It's just that the things people can remember in real time are limited, just like the jade slip desktop, its space is only so large, and only limited icons can be arranged.People's surface memory is probably only enough to remember the entire desktop.

But even if it is a simple folder on the desktop, there may be layers within layers, overlapping many large and small folders and sub-files.There are many things in it, and even the user may not remember its location, but it still exists, and it only needs an effective medium to mobilize it again.

This is why sometimes, in dreams, a person sees many things that he has long forgotten.

Through Yuning's perspective, Duanmuzhi watched the whole process in detail.After figuring out the room number of the VIP room, he turned around and ran away.Although Yu Ning was still a little confused, he quickly followed.

Duanmuzhi couldn't help but be in a hurry.He knew very well that what he gave to Yuning back then belonged to the power of the evil emperor, the energy passed down through the line of the evil god.He knew that the Lord and the Evil Gods had something to do with each other, and there were some festivals, and now the mysterious person who suddenly appeared... Could it be the real Evil Gods faction?
According to Yu Ning, the black sphere actually has self-awareness, it seems that it is not just as simple as a ball of energy, this is something that even the master can't do...Damn it, what happened here? !
As soon as the two rushed into that room, they saw a person lying there at the first sight. It was the staff member who attacked Yuning earlier. pool of blood.

"Damn it, it's still a step too late!" Duanmuzhi cursed in a low voice. He underestimated the other party's cruelty.

Seeing the horrific death of the man, Yu Ning almost screamed.But after all, she also experienced the clock tower of time, and she held back in time at the last moment, and closed the door tightly first with a pale face.

Although the staff member was seriously injured, it seemed that he was still breathing weakly. Once Duanmuzhi confirmed it, he hurriedly stepped forward and pushed him hard, and hurriedly asked: "Who was the guest in the VIP room just now? Tell me quickly! "

He pushed one hand on the man's shoulder, trying to inject some demon power into his body.

Although the demon power is fatal to the human body, it can at least temporarily stimulate him to regain consciousness.As long as he finishes what he should say... I don't care if he dies or not!
"Tell me the name of the enemy... He has already killed you so heartlessly, do you still want to hide it for him? You tell me so that we can avenge you!"

The man stared at him blankly with chaotic eyes, wriggling his lips with difficulty.

"He He……"

After uttering a few unconscious syllables, he spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his head fell heavily to the ground.This time, it was completely still.

"I can't do it anymore..." Duanmuzhi put two fingers on his jugular artery, and after confirming that there was no life fluctuation there, he also sighed helplessly, "It's already dead..."

At this moment, Yu Ning was filled with fear and guilt.Even if she was as simple as she could figure it out, it was because she, a witness of the sudden intrusion, made the people in the room feel a sense of crisis.Then the staff member failed to silence him, if he finds other people, it is very likely that he will be traced from him——

Although they were accomplices, the master still didn't trust him. In order to completely keep his secret, he simply killed him first to silence him!
If I had been able to restrain my curiosity and not go over to find out, wouldn't he...wouldn't have died?

Although she really couldn't blame her for the whole incident, Yu Ning still felt a little sad because of her kind nature.This feeling... as if she indirectly killed someone...

Duanmuzhi was still thinking about some unspeakable things, he didn't care about other things, he raised his hand to press his head again, and searched for his soul.

It stands to reason that even the memory of the deceased can be read from his soul.Therefore, those strong spiritual practitioners don't care whether the captured captives tell the truth or not. "Even if I kill you, I can get the truth from your memory."

But since soul searching has become a consensus, in order to prevent this, some people also have corresponding means...

Right now, after Duanmuzhi poked his divine sense in, he backed out after a short search, and punched the ground in anger.

"That old fox... as expected, he was already prepared!"

The other party not only killed this person, but also completely destroyed his memory.Now, in that person's mind, there is only a pile of chaotic and disordered memory fragments, like a bewildered dementia.It is obviously impossible to piece together the true face of the mysterious guest from such memories.

"The matter here is beyond my control..." Duanmuzhi gritted his teeth secretly, "I'd better report it to the Lord immediately, and let him decide..."

He just took out the jade slip, but he hesitated before sending out the communication.

If you want to seek skin from a tiger, you have to be careful.The lord is not a good person, how would he know if he would kill the donkey in the same way after using himself.If I can find out the secret independently, maybe in the future, this can become my trump card against the Lord...

***
a few days later.

Li Binghe's father, Li Deqing, was sitting leisurely on the sofa, browsing the latest business news.

Although the recent changes will cause a big turmoil in the real estate market, but I am not a real estate businessman, and generally speaking, this reshuffle has little effect on me.And the more the circle of rich people is in chaos, he can take the opportunity to strive for the top, which is a good thing.

In addition, his son Li Binghe, who had been "wandering" outside for several months, finally sent him a message saying he was going home.Everything was slowly moving towards the right track, Li Deqing only felt that he hadn't been in such a good mood for a long time.

Even the sunlight outside seems to be extraordinarily bright.

Right now, he is holding the jade slips horizontally on the table, watching Xilingchen's interview video.

Dozens of microphones were aimed at him alone, and the flashes could be seen flashing non-stop across the screen.

Under such a big scene, the young man who single-handedly caused an earthquake in the business world still maintained a calm posture.

"You always ask me what I think about the acquisition of the Tengfei Building, and I have won the battle, but I really have no idea."

"This time, it's just a small step for me in the market, and I will take more steps in the future, please wait and see."

"By the way, I would like to tell you 'seniors'." Having said that, he smiled mysteriously, and glanced at the camera with a slightly provocative gaze, as if he was also staring at everyone on the other end of the screen, "Who said that shopping malls can only be old people?" In the territory of the previous generations, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, but now there are many young rookies who have become the mainstay of the business world. For example, Mo Liangcheng, the young owner of the Mohist firm, is an opponent I have always respected very much."

A short video made Li Deqing deeply moved.

Now these young people are indeed formidable young people.When will my own son be like this president of Xiling?They are about the same age next year, but how can they behave like one is in the sky and the other is in the ground?

Li Deqing also secretly made up his mind that when Binghe comes back this time, he must educate him well.After all, I only have such a son, no matter how big the business is in the future, shouldn't I hand it over to him to take over?
While thinking about the "education scriptures" for his son, the jade slip on the table suddenly lit up, and on the opposite side was an unfamiliar contact information.

When doing business, I often have to deal with some strangers, so although Li Deqing felt strange, he pressed the answer button without thinking too much.

"Hey! Who are you?" He lazily clamped the jade slip to his neck, his hands were also busy, and started to make a new cup of tea.

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and there was only an indifferent response.

"I'm Chu Tianyao."

"Oh..." Li Deqing didn't care, and responded casually.However, when he realized the weight represented by the name, his whole body trembled, his hands shook, and the tea in the paper bag spilled all over the table.

"Chu Tianyao? The Nine Venerables of the Nine Nether Palace?!"

"You...ah no, you...what do you want from me?"

On the opposite side, there was a faint sneer.

"It's nothing, it's just that your son bought one of my favorite things, which troubles me a little, and I want to chat with you."

……

Not long after, the gate of the mansion opened.

As soon as Li Deqing came out, he immediately knelt down.

"Nine Venerables, Zhuzi is ignorant. He didn't know your identity, so he made such a big mistake. If he knew, he would not dare to compete with you for the lot...Please forgive me, forgive me..."

He kept talking, and slammed his head on the ground.I'm afraid that my son's life will be delayed if my words are a little unreasonable.

Chu Tianyao was dressed in a luxurious black robe, and the nine golden patterns on his chest, which symbolized his status, were dazzling in the sun.After allowing Li Deqing to kowtow more than a dozen times, he smiled and raised his hand to help.

"The so-called 'one who doesn't know is not guilty', of course I don't blame him. What's more, this lot was taken by him through a formal process, and I will not snatch it by force. I will not pay a penny for how much it should be. A small payment will never let the two of you suffer."

Li Deqing didn't dare to respond at this time, and he shook his head like a rattle in shock: "No, no, it's a big mistake to compete with you for the lot, how dare you take your money again? I only ask the Nine Lords to forgive me For the life of my father and son, the little old man will be grateful..."

Today's sunshine is very good, but it is so good that it is like the bright light of a knife on the execution ground, which is so bright that it makes people despair.

Chu Tianyao still smiled with a good temper: "What is Boss Li talking about? My Jiuyou Palace is not the kind of evil organization that kills innocent people indiscriminately. I think there are some Jiuyou Holy Envoys who do not hesitate to act outside , which is misleading.”

"Now under the rule of the master of Tiangong, the laws and regulations are strict, and the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful. Who has the right to kill people if they say they want to kill?"

Although Li Deqing was tremblingly supported by him, his legs were still trembling when he thought of all the evil names of Jiuyou Temple.

The Nine Venerables... would they really let them go so kindly?
……

Every moment of waiting was a torment for Li Deqing before execution.

Chu Tianyao was leisurely and composed, drinking tea quietly, calmly and elegantly.

In Li Deqing's view, almost a century had passed when his son's loud voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

As soon as Li Binghe stepped into the house, he habitually yelled loudly.

"Father, your son is back!"

"Father, where are you? Why don't you answer me?"

After a brief search, with a "bang", the two door panels of the main room were pushed open, and Li Binghe barged in.

I saw my father sitting on the sofa with a stranger, and there were two steaming teacups on the table.Li Binghe was stunned for a moment, but he reacted quickly.

"Oh, Dad, so you have guests, tell me sooner! Then I'll go back to sleep in the house first, and you will wake me up for dinner later. I want to have a good meal today. Remember to talk to the people in the house first. Say it, the cook."

Seeing that Li Binghe was about to leave after finishing a few words, Li Deqing was afraid and angry, and didn't dare to peek at Chu Tianyao's face, so he quickly raised his hand and said:

"Hey you bastard... come back to me!"

Li Binghe stood still reluctantly, and stepped back with big strides, turning his head away to see an impatient face: "What are you doing? I just got home, and I'm tired now!"

Li Deqing endured it as much as he could, if it wasn't for the presence of the Nine Venerables now, he would have slapped the face of this prodigal son into a pig's head.

"Come here quickly! Pay my respects to the Nine Venerables!!"

(End of this chapter)