Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 678 Yesterday's Right and Today's Wrong
Still a luxurious mansion, but without the laughter of the past.

Since losing their only son, Su Yanmo, three years ago, the Su family and his wife have aged a lot overnight.Afterwards, although Su Jun was still busy in the commercial store every day, and Mu Manru was still shopping in the market with a group of wealthy ladies, pushing Pai Gow, but after all, something was different.

There seems to be a big hole in their family, no matter how they cover it up, it stays there silently, devouring all happiness and vitality.

I don't know when, both of them started to avoid going home.Su Yanmo's room was kept as it was. Every time I saw the items left by my son, I thought that he used to actually exist and lived with them, but now it has become a gradually yellowing picture in old photos. The memories, the intertwined fiction and reality, often make their hearts ache.

Time cannot heal this scar, and time cannot heal it. It will always be pain, hatred, and the curse of this family.

However, no matter how unwilling they were to go home, they still had to spend most of their time staying in this house in the past three years.Because, there is a new life here.

On this day, Su Jun was sitting silently by the fireplace, supporting the tabletop with one hand, looking at the patterns of mahogany and the beating of the flames in his peripheral vision, his eyes and thoughts were in a trance.It wasn't until there was a faint sound in front of the door that he woke up like a dream, lightly supported his forehead, and slowly turned his gaze away.

"Xiao Mie fell asleep?"

Mu Manru walked in with a gloomy face, and smashed the clothes in her hand into the basket: "Xiao Mie, Xiao Mie, you know Xiao Mie! Today is Mo'er's death day, do you remember?"

Su Jun sighed, silently reached under the table, and took out a gold lacquer tray.There are some fresh melons and fruits on the plate.In the corner of the plate, there is also a small incense burner with a few incense candles inserted in the burner.The aroma of fruit is mixed with the rising smoke, solemn and sad.

Seeing that her husband had already prepared the sacrifices, Mu Manru's face looked a little better.But when he thought of his son who died young, his eyes couldn't help turning red again.

After the two faced the incense burner, Su Jun couldn't help but said: "I know, losing Moer, you have always felt uncomfortable, and you will never get over this hurdle. But Moer, after all, is It's gone, why can't you take care of Xiao Mie like Mo'er?"

Mu Manru's eyes widened, and she spat viciously: "Bah! That's a bastard, and he has such a depressing name... Is he worthy of being compared to my Mo'er?" Her sharp eyes swept towards Su Jun again, " In the final analysis, what are you going to do about our Mo'er matter? The murderer is still locked up in the prison!"

Su Jun sighed, and shook his head heavily: "It's because you spoiled him so much that he did such a thing... He actually went to kill someone!"

Mu Manru said displeased: "Oh, what you mean is that if he kills someone, he is not your son anymore?"

In the past three years, they did not know how many times they had quarreled over this matter.According to Mu Manru's intention, it was to bribe the jailer and get rid of the murderer secretly. Anyway, this kind of thing is very common in the prison.Although Su Jun hated to the depths, it was inevitable that he would have such thoughts, but every time he thought that his son had also committed the crime first, it made it difficult for him to stand uprightly as a victim and seek justice for his son.After all...

"Okay, aren't you just afraid of taking responsibility?" Mu Manru nodded with a sneer, stepped out of the door quickly, and turned back after a while, holding a jade slip in her hand, almost pushing it against his chest. Nose pointed, "I have a nephew who works in Jiuyou Palace, if anything happens, he will take care of us, so you can rest assured, right?"

Su Jun was startled: "Why didn't I know that you still have such a big nephew?"

In the final analysis, Su Jun may not care about legal principles, but he cannot but care about the impact of this matter on himself.

Although I heard that the murderer didn't have any background, but in the business world, he was still a respectable figure.If you really go to murder a prisoner, there is no guarantee that the news will not be leaked, including the complete cause and effect, and it is very likely that those who make a living by selling news will find out.At that time, how will other business peers view him?How will his business be hit?
Mu Manru snorted coldly: "Oh, I tell you everything, can you point it out in the end?" In the past at home, although she was naturally aggressive, she would always restrain herself a little in front of her husband.But after confessing her nephew's identity, her whole aura seemed to instantly increase a lot.

"Okay, let me clear it up..." Su Jun sighed and finally made a compromise.But when he was about to walk to the door, he folded back cautiously: "But let me confirm again, is your nephew really someone?"

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The Jiuyou Palace at this time.

Holding the jade slip in his hand, Mu Hansha leaned weakly against a corner of the corridor.Although the light on the screen had been extinguished long ago, he still stared at it blankly, as if thinking about a century-old problem.

The current him looks extremely fragile, not at all like the arrogant young man who was domineering and drove the rest of the candidates out of the examination room during the Tianfu Master assessment.

Standing in silence for a long time, Mu Hansha's eyes moved slightly, he raised his eyes tentatively, and after seeing the figure in front of him, he hastily bowed and saluted: "Nine Venerables."

Chu Tianyao nodded: "You don't have to be so restrained. I just have a little time now, how about playing a game of chess together?"

Mu Hansha was taken aback, but the difference in status between the two made it impossible for him to say any objection, he could only respect and thank him.

Spread out the chessboard, and the two make their own moves.As time goes by, black and white are also distinct on the chessboard.

What puzzled Mu Hansha was that Chu Tianyao really only wanted to play chess.He didn't say a word to himself, nor did he look at himself, his mind was immersed in the trend of the chess game.but why?
Although Mu Hansha really wanted to ask him, is it okay not to perform the task?But such words are obviously not qualified to say.

In the past, when they both served as the Nine Nether Sacred Envoys, Chu Tianyao always didn't talk much among his colleagues, and just focused on handling every task. At that time, they had almost no intersection... At that time, he was still his senior ...

Chu Tianyao was flipping a sunspot in his hand, and his eyes quickly scanned the empty spaces on the chessboard.The ancient tomb of the Rage God has not been opened for thousands of years, and there is no way to know what will be underneath.Before the transformation of the previous batch of villagers is completed, he still has to go through a few more cells, and invite some death row inmates to scout the way ahead... And before the official departure, there is just a little time for himself to rest.

"Why, do you have something on your mind?" Chu Tianyao finally raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Hansha.Since the beginning of the game, he has acted "send to death" countless times, just like when he saw him just now, he looked out of his mind...

Mu Hansha looked at the white stones that had been cleared out again in large numbers on the chessboard, and when he stretched his fingers towards the chess box, he suddenly paused for a short while.

"Nine Venerables... If it were you, if someone always forced you to do something you don't want, then... what would you do?"

Chu Tianyao smiled inscrutablely: "I think, before doing something, you should think clearly about what benefits you will get if you do one thing, and what harm will you get if you don't do it. Then, this matter Is it something you really want to do?"

Mu Hansha shook his head resolutely, but his gaze quickly became distracted: "But, that's what I have to do."

Gently picked up a chess piece, and slowly put it on the board, "I always feel that, in fact, people are no different from chess pieces. These chess pieces, they cannot resist their own destiny, they can only be at the mercy of the chess player. So who is controlling our destiny?"

Chu Tianyao stared at him indifferently: "Listen to me. Only you can decide your destiny. As long as you don't give up, those people who have stepped on your head will become a platform under your feet, letting you Go to a higher place." When he was still vaguely understanding, he suddenly changed the topic: "By the way, do you want to participate in the Tiangongmen's assessment?"

Mu Hansha's head was shaken, and he raised his head in surprise: "Me? Is it really possible?"

Chu Tianyao smiled kindly: "At that time, I just need to add you to the recommendation list. You also know that the Hall Master has always been the most keen on selecting talents for the Tiangong Gate. You work for the Tiangong Master. From the Hall Master's point of view, the same Serving him is the same." While talking, a black stone slowly landed next to Mu Hansha's previous white stone.

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In the dark cell, a group of prisoners sat crookedly, all wearing the same prison uniform.Dim light enveloped them, reflecting a different paleness.

There are old and young people in this group, some have resigned themselves to their fate, lazily lying in the corner, waiting for the same day after day; Heads hit the wall; some lie in front of the cell door all day long, waiting for a turning point that does not exist, and some are usually quiet, but will howl from time to time, attracting the guards to reprimand them.

"I really didn't kill anyone!"

Of course, there are also people like this young man who anxiously paced back and forth in the cell, avenging himself over and over again.In return, most of them were contemptuous looks from other prisoners.

Since being imprisoned three years ago, Leng Qi has never given up calling for his own injustice.Ye Shuo was the one who killed Su Yanmo, and he was wronged!He still has to enter the Tiangong Gate, and he has to work hard to prove himself, how can he be trapped here all the time!

"Hey, buddy, is it useful for people who come here to say that they didn't kill anyone?" A ragged, bearded prisoner who looked like a beggar curled his lips impatiently, "Look at that one over there, more than ten years ago I was locked in. When I first came here, I shouted all day long that I didn’t kill anyone, but I was dragged out by the jailer every day to practice alone. After half a month, I honestly pleaded guilty and was arrested! And the one over there..."

This person was probably also very boring, but in the blink of an eye, he went through the crimes of all the criminals one by one to Leng Xi.Only when talking about a pale boy in the farthest corner, did he temporarily get stuck.And what the young man responded was just an indifferent sideways glance.

Speaking of this young man, he was indeed the weirdest of the group of prisoners.He came in about a year ago, looking weak and weak, without any spiritual fluctuations in his body, just huddled in a corner without saying a word every day, and occasionally when he was out, he would act alone, never Connect with others.

People like this were originally the easiest targets to be bullied among prisoners.In addition, although this young man never spoke, his eyes seemed to have a deep hatred for everyone, and he was always so silent and cold.At first, some people volunteered to "make him understand the rules", but even though the boy was beaten to death, he still kept silent and his eyes didn't change at all, as indifferent as if he didn't really exist.

Soon, the prisoners lost interest and simply regarded him as transparent.And that boy was still sitting in the corner as before, staring at a pair of indifferent eyes, hating the whole world.

Leng Xi didn't pay much attention to him.It can be said that besides himself, he doesn't care about any inmates at all.Seeing that he didn't inquire in detail, the prisoner naturally skipped over the young man, and turned to another small man.

"Don't look at me, I'm just a pickpocket. I'm just locked up for a few days to reflect. I'm not the same as you death row prisoners!" Before the prisoner made an introduction, the little man spoke first.

The prisoner curled his lips, and pointed to a strong man with long hair and shawl: "There is also that one, who used the forbidden spell. He deserved his bad luck. An old antique policeman happened to be nearby that day, and he was arrested on the spot. "

"Forbidden curse?" Leng Xi's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he hurried over: "Senior, do you know the forbidden curse? Can you teach this junior a thing or two?"

The long-haired burly man gave him a cold look, Leng Xi was startled, and hastily backed away with an apologetic smile.At this time, he could hear the tittering of several prisoners in the corner.

"Dinner is ready! Dinner is ready!" Not long after, a prison guard came over with a food basket, and the keys hanging from his waist collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Leng Qi rushed to the prison door again: "Brother, please help me tell my superiors that I was really wronged..." He had said similar words countless times in the past three years, but no one paid any attention at this time After he, the jailer distributed the meals one by one, he quickly picked up the meal basket and left.The other prisoners also picked up their rice bowls one after another, and began to eat in big mouthfuls.

"I tell you, eat as soon as you have something to eat. If you don't eat, give me your share." A prisoner gave him a dissatisfied look, and reached out to grab the vegetable bowl on the ground.

"Ah, wait..." Leng Xi hurriedly picked up the bowl, no matter what, he had to eat enough before he could have the strength to escape.

For a moment, the sound of gobbling and voraciously became one.But at some point, an extremely strange sound suddenly sounded.

"AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhBut after a while, he opened his mouth and spat out a big mouthful of black blood, he fell forward and did not move anymore.

The prisoners around seemed to be used to seeing this scene for a long time, and there was no abnormality on their faces.The pale boy in the corner was still quietly picking the rice grains in the bowl, as if he hadn't noticed that there was already an extra corpse in front of him.

(End of this chapter)