The outer disciple had a chance to scream and died, and the long-tongued ghost flew out of his body and slowly came to Jiang Ming's side.

The dead man was like a walking corpse, his eyes were blank, and he fell to the ground with a heavy blow.

The crowd around was in an uproar, even Liu Zhe was frightened. They also know the disciple of the outer sect, his name is Li Fei, and his strength is also the peak of the six grades, and he comes back every time he lectures and listens to the lectures, so he is quite popular.

But even so, under Jiang Ming's hands, he died inexplicably before he could struggle, which made everyone gasp, and for a while, no one giggled anymore, but looked at Jiang Ming solemnly. Especially those who helped Du Shao speak, they were even more trembling.

Jiang Ming looked indifferent, he knew that Du Yao was just a small character, there was a big guy behind him, killing a small one and provoking an old one, this deal was not cost-effective. Moreover, Wang Shang's grandfather also made it clear that he fell in love with his mastery, although he had not yet moved, but it was also a time bomb and had to be guarded against.

He turned around and helped Li Ziting to a seat and sat down, sitting opposite him Liu Zhe thought in his heart that he also came to Jiang Ming and sat down.

"You eat first, and when you're done, we'll go down the mountain and buy some for your daily use, good." ”

Li Ziting nodded lightly, as if Jiang Ming's words could make him feel at ease.

Then everyone saw a black hole appear behind Jiang Ming, deep and bottomless, and the long-tongued ghost shook his head like a child and sighed into it.

And when it disappeared, the indoor temperature also warmed up a little. It's not that Jiang Ming's cold qi has dissipated, but that the cold that suppresses the soul has disappeared, and the cold on the surface can be completely offset by one's own spiritual power.

The whole dining hall looked very strange, the three of them sat at the table, eating quietly, and there were no less than fifty people standing around. An inner brother was inserted in a rice bucket, begging for mercy loudly as if he was enchanted. The cook knelt there, trembling and fighting. And in front of the cook was a dead body, pale and bloodless, and his eyes were rolled and did not match. You can see how frightened the deceased was when he died.

Compared with Du Shao's life with the cook, Jiang Ming is much more comfortable here, with beautiful women on the side and delicious food on the record. But he didn't care about that, and he had a little understanding of the battle just now.

He knew that the spiritual power of the monk was particularly important, but the cultivation of divine consciousness or divine soul was even more important. A cultivator who cultivates more advanced than you often does not use his own spiritual power to oppress you, but uses his spiritual power, which is a kind of mental torture that is more stimulating than the body.

And he has not yet been exposed to the cultivation of divine consciousness, but he also knows that if your spiritual power is not enough, then no matter how much spiritual power you have, you will not be able to be distracted and controlled, and you will not be able to cross the river without a boat.

And the essence may be the sublimation of the soul, the long-tongued ghost is obviously devouring that person's soul, he can clearly feel that the demon's strength has taken a small step, if he keeps devouring, I am afraid that his master will also be devoured. In this way, the secret art of divine consciousness is also indispensable.

In this way, although I joined the gate faction, I didn't get any of the things I wanted, no spells, no secret techniques, no weapons in my hand, and I came for two days except to sweep the mountain gate is to sweep the mountain gate, and I only got a book of exercises and a...

Thinking of this, Jiang Ming couldn't help but look up at Li Ziting, who was eating, hey, and a vase.

Just when Jiang Ming was thinking a lot, there was another commotion outside. Four or five people dressed in black clothes and robes came to the cafeteria, and saw the mess in the place, and the corpses... And Du Shao who eats in a rice bucket...

The leader coughed lightly, and then said, "What's going on? Can anyone come out and explain?"

At this time, Liu Zhe whispered in Jiang Ming's ear: "They are the people in the torture room, there is a murder here, if no one speaks for you, it is difficult for you to go in and suffer for a few days." ”

"What punishment?"

"I don't know, but the people who have been there are all depressed after they come out, and they can't recover at all in a year, and even after they recover, they don't talk about what the opposite side sees and hears. ”

The two whispered, but no one in the room spoke, so no matter how small the voice was, it was clear to the ears of the people in the torture room.

Then the man at the head said, "So that's you?" If you have anything to say loudly, there are no outsiders, and the manly man does everything alone. Right?"

As he spoke, the man looked at Jiang Ming with a provocative look in his eyes, Jiang Ming ignored it, and slowly stood up and came to the person in charge.

"There may be some misunderstanding between the steward, the junior brother just came to the cafeteria to eat, and he never broke any rules, and he asked the senior brother to learn clearly. ”

"Oh, then tell me what's going on with all this?" he said, gesturing to the corpse on the ground, Du Shao in the rice bucket.

Jiang Ming didn't panic at all, and said slowly: "I'm afraid you have to ask this senior brother in the rice bucket about this matter." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and leaned over to Du Shao, put on an amiable smile, and continued: "You said yes, senior brother?"

Du Shao only felt that he was smart, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and he didn't dare to speak for a while, looking at Jiang Ming's smile like a white and impermanent face, and he suddenly felt a cold in his neck. An ice needle, no more than a hair's thin, rested against it.

When he knew that the wardward manager was coming, he still had a little bit of happiness in his heart, and he could be regarded as his own brother no matter how he said it. In his heart, he was wording Jiang Ming how, how and how he committed a crime, that was a clear idea. But at this time, he held back again.

The wardward of the torture room pulled Jiang Ming up, and said with a displeased face: "This junior brother should not be bent into a move, everyone present is a witness, and it is useless to threaten." ”

Jiang Ming laughed, he said: "All of you present are my outer brothers without exception, we are notoriously united, even if I have violated rules and disciplines, will they still report me? Everyone said yes, huh?"

The people in the outer gate didn't take a stubble for a while, but when they saw Li Fei's cold corpse, they were also afraid for a while, and at this time, there was a brother who was slightly behind, and he stood up and said: "The children of the inner gate have been rampant and uncontrolled, and this time they are killing people first and planting them behind, we can all prove that Senior Brother Jiang Ming is innocent." ”

One person takes the lead, and then there will be a group of followers, who will not care about right or wrong.

"Yes, yes, we must uphold justice for Senior Brother Jiang and avenge our Senior Brother Li Fei. ”

"Yes, yes, the steward must be discerning. ”

For a while, there was a commotion in the canteen, and Jiang Ming couldn't help blushing a little when he heard it, but his expression was the same, and the image of a victim was pitiful.

The steward was quiet again, and then asked Du Yao with some embarrassment: "Then what do you say is going on?"

The steward of the torture room was originally to say hello before Du Yao came to make trouble, he asked the steward to stand quietly in the dark, if it was okay, if he accidentally caused some trouble, then let the steward help him frame Jiang Ming and let him taste the prison food in the torture room.

It took Du Shao ten spirit stones to move the steward.

It has been a rule since ancient times to take people's money and eliminate disasters from people. When the steward saw that there was no sound inside, he concluded that something was wrong. So in a hurry.

On the way, I also thought that Du Yao was also an old disciple who had gone out of the mountain and done tasks, even if he killed someone, he would not be so scared that he wouldn't even let out a fart. But when I entered the door, I found that it was completely different from what I thought.

There was a dead one he didn't know, there was a cook kneeling, and it was Du Shao lying in the rice bucket. And the young man known as Jiang Ming was personable and talked to him exaggeratedly, without the slightest sense of being afraid of making mistakes.

But thinking that you can't escape the charge of murder and beating, I will take care of you in the torture room in the future, and it will not be in vain to receive ten spirit stones from you. As for yourself being stuffed into a rice bucket, it's because you can't do it, so what does it have to do with me?

But after he heard Du Shao's words, he couldn't close his mouth with his mouth wide open, and his soul was greatly stimulated.

Du Shao said with difficulty in the rice bucket: "Lord steward, it is a small meal queue, which provokes this outer disciple to look unpleasant, come up and reason with me a few words, I am angry that I killed him by mistake, all the crimes have nothing to do with others in the past, and the steward also said that one person should do things and one person should be punished." ”

As soon as these words came out, Li Ziting, who was still eating quietly, couldn't help but chuckle, but immediately realized that it was a bit inappropriate to laugh at this time, so she pretended to cough a few times, patted her chest again, and posed as if she was choking on eating.

This was the first time she smiled when she came to Jiang Ming's side, and Jiang Ming also smiled, but she didn't make a sound. The psychology just sighed, if that didn't happen, this woman might marry a wealthy family, be the caged bird, and live happily for a lifetime, but it's a pity, all evil feudalism.

The steward looked angry and shouted: "Du Shao, you can think clearly, I will give you another chance to say it again, this word must be written on the judge's paper, once it is written, the false will become true, the real is also false, and your crime will be confirmed!"

Du Shao smiled bitterly, but the cold thoughts brought by the cold needle in his neck cannot be faked. Pleading guilty is nothing more than going to prison for a few months, and if Senior Brother Wang Shang intercedes, he can live better.

But if he didn't admit it, he believed that Du Shao had a way to make him die on the spot, and there would be no obvious wound if the cold needle as thin as a hair pierced his neck, and after the ice needle entered his body, froze his internal organs, and destroyed his spiritual sea, it was just a puddle of water stains, what could he find?

He glanced at Jiang Ming carefully, and his smile was still so kind, but in his eyes, how could he be so like Bai Wuchang?

"Lord Steward, everything is caused by me alone, and it has nothing to do with others, please also ask Lord Steward to be clear!"

He raised his head and threw out a lot of food, and with his desolate cry, he really had a little bit of Dou E's momentum, but it was not the weather of June and the dog days, and naturally there was no heavy snow that could only drift through the moon.

The steward shook his head again and again, threw out a blank piece of paper, and spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

The blood stained the red and white paper, and then turned out the golden light, and everyone saw three golden characters appear in front of them.

Judge paper!