The remaining three people are Shangyi of Shangshifang, the head of Jinxiu Pavilion, and Nanu, the maid of Sa'er.

Nanu is timid by nature, there is no reason to kill the princess of a country, and the biggest suspects are only the other two!

In order to solve the case as soon as possible, the king of Loulan ordered someone to bring them and invite the eighteen princes and shamans together, and ordered them to wear their own clothes embroidered with gold threads, so that the shamans could easily identify them on the spot.

I don't know if it was because there was no Ming Ti by his side, or because of the gloomy atmosphere in the interrogation building, the shaman was very nervous along the way, and he tightly grabbed the clothes of the palace maid next to him and didn't let go.

"Don't be afraid, the eighteenth prince, the Holy Lord didn't invite you to lock you up, I want you to help find out the murderer of the little princess, the murderer will not be caught for a day, and all of us will be in danger of life every day, prince, you are kind-hearted, you must not want to see another tragic death, right? For the sake of the safety of all of us, the prince will open his eyes and tell the Lord the truth of what you have seen, and if the prince assists the Lord in solving the case, then you will have done a great job, and you may be able to get an additional reward! ”

As he walked, the maid patiently comforted him, but instead of calming the shaman, her words made him even more uneasy.

The shaman looked up at the dimly lit passageway, and the road ahead of him was like the bloody mouth of a monster, and once he got closer, he swallowed him into his belly and there were no bones left!

The chubby little body couldn't stop trembling, and he held back his fear, and he trembled and asked, "What if......... If Brother Wang finds out who the murderer is, he will ......... How to dispose of it? ”

The palace maid only thought that he was young and afraid, held his little hand comfortingly, and said casually: "If you find out the murderer, you will naturally eliminate the harm for the people, don't ......... According to the crimes committed by the murderer, he will inevitably be punished with heinous punishments such as killing the head, and it will not be possible to connect the nine clans......... Oops, the eighteenth prince? The Eighteenth Prince? ”

The shaman fainted, and before he was about to step into the room, his body fell into the arms of the palace maid, and even though he fainted, he trembled and his body was cold, as if he had dreamed of something terrible.

The palace maid was frightened, for fear that the eighteenth prince would have a good one, so she quickly took the person to the hospital without saying a word, and the strange thing was that the doctor said that the eighteenth prince was in good health after diagnosing the pulse, and there was nothing wrong with him, but he seemed to be suffering from palpitations, and the whole person was in a trance very abnormal.

The palace maid truthfully reported the situation to the king of Loulan, who temporarily terminated the identification and instructed them to serve the eighteenth prince until he woke up.

"Nope! You go away! Go away! Don't chase me......... I didn't mean to......... I didn't kill you........."

In the quiet room, a small body lay on the sandalwood bed, and he slept unsteadily, shaking his head and muttering something in his mouth.

With a 'creak', the door opened, and a straight figure came in, with a bowl of soup in his hand, and when he saw the boy who had fallen into a nightmare, he quickly put down the bowl and shook the boy's shoulders, trying to wake him up.

"Shaman, wake up! Wake up! ”

patted his fleshy cheek, Mingti took the trembling little body into his arms, patted his back, and comforted: "It's okay shaman, it's okay, with my brother protecting you, you'll be fine." ”

"Brother......... Brother Minti ........."

Sweating profusely, the shaman woke up from a nightmare and realized that the terrible image of his teeth and claws demanding his life was a nightmare, and he shrank into Minti's arms in fright.

"Brother Minti, the shaman didn't kill anyone, the shaman didn't kill her! It's her, it's she who doesn't stand still......... Hmm........."

"Shhhhh.........h Forget about that incident, Chinuo's drowning has nothing to do with you! ”

"But......... But sooner or later, the Holy Lord will find out that I am lying, maybe......... Brother Minti, the Holy Lord sent someone to take me to the interrogation building, do you think the Holy Lord wants to torture me? Whining......... Brother Minti, the shaman doesn't want to die......... Save the shaman! ”

The young shaman was panicked and had nightmares every night, and in just two days, he lost a lot of weight, and once he heard that the king of Loulan had summoned him, his heart was very weak.

According to his situation, it won't be long before King Loulan suspects him, he won't confess himself, and tell everything out!

No way!

He can't sit still and watch the shaman walk into a dead end, he has to find a scapegoat as soon as possible, lest the king of Loulan really suspect the shaman's head!

"Shaman, listen to me!"

Holding the shaman's shoulders, Mingti said solemnly: "If you don't want to die, you have to listen to your brother, and what your brother tells you to do, you do it truthfully!" Your testimony still has a certain degree of credibility, and the Holy Lord has no doubts for the time being, but as time goes by, the Holy Lord will definitely notice it, and we must frame someone to completely clear your suspicion before the Holy Lord finds out! ”

"That......... So what do we do? ”

The shaman's mind was blank, and he had no idea but to grasp his last straw and desperately beg for help.

He was just a child of a few years old, and it was good not to be stupid when this kind of thing happened, but last night he ran back in a hurry, and Mingti saw the clue, and hurriedly chased in and asked him about the earth-shattering and terrifying thing from his mouth.

Who would have thought that the eight-year-old shaman would actually kill Chino and become a veritable murderer, so he couldn't stand by and watch, so he thought of an idea to teach him how to lie, first interfere with the direction of the Holy Lord's investigation, and buy a little more time to think about what to do next.

The first level is safe and sound, and then there is a second level, and the third level is waiting, from last night to today, Mingti has not slept all night, and has been thinking about what to do next.

He inquired, only the palace maid had seen the shaman running back from the direction of the pond, no one had seen what the shaman had done, and no one had witnessed the shaman pushing Chino into the water, so it could be said that no one knew the truth except for God knew what they knew, and no one would suspect a child of a few years old.

He taught the shaman to lie and identify the maid of the Queen Mother, in order to divert attention, who knew that the saint took the initiative to do so quickly, found out that the maid was innocent, and called the shaman to identify the other two.

The young shaman has poor psychological quality, and he is in danger of revealing his stuffing at any time under the pressure, and Mingti hates that iron does not become steel, and at the same time he is angry that he poked out such a big basket, and at the same time, he feels sorry for him and suffers nightmares every night.

Soon, Minti came up with a brilliant idea, and since the Holy Lord was suspicious of the other two, he simply did not stop doing anything, and framed one of them to make her a scapegoat for the shaman, so that the shaman would be completely cleared of suspicion and would no longer have to worry about it.

"When you wake up, the Holy Lord will send someone to take you to the interrogation building, you remember, the Holy Lord is not interrogating you, but asking you to identify Shangyi and the head of the Splendid Pavilion, you have to see clearly, don't say the wrong person, when the Holy Lord asks you which of the clothes they are wearing is the one you saw last night, you point to the woman in her thirties, pink and blue, if the Holy Lord asks you why you pointed to another person this morning, you say that you were delirious and did not see clearly at that time." Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Evil Emperor of the Desert: Long Live the Tyrant Long Live Long Live the Claw Book House" to read it for free for the first time.