Li Jinshan patronized and was scared, he didn't seem to notice anything wrong, took the little hawthorn pill, didn't dare to chew it and swallowed it directly, and he didn't taste anything. He spent three days in prison and three days of medicine, and Wu Zhiyuan, who was next door, wrote a three-day confession.

It didn't take more than three days to write a confession, but he scribbled and altered it, and if he made a mistake, he invalidated the page, and the cell floor was full of scrap manuscripts he threw away.

A few pieces of paper could be provided for free, and he used them one by one, and I charged for the pen and paper.

Li Jinshan's silence was incomprehensible, he didn't dare to speak, although he was curious about what Wu Zhiyuan next door was doing, but he couldn't ask.

Wu Zhiyuan wrote day and night, lit the lamp and boiled oil at night, only the head of the cantilever cone pierced the strand.

He wanted to boil like this himself, and I didn't force him.

But the bottom of his body was there, and after three days, he fainted.

Nan Wu went to the cell to deliver food, found him lying on the ground, and immediately reported to me.

I walked outside the cell door, and Nan Wu asked, "Is he dead?" This man is really useless, and he will not be able to do it in three days."

Her words scared Li Jinshan next door enough, he had violent emotional ups and downs, was captured by fear, and curled up in a ball on a single bed.

"It's really troublesome, these people don't usually pay attention to their health, and they come here to feel the hospice care." I walked into the cell and injected Wu Zhiyuan with healing energy.

"Boss, do you want to build a stove in the backyard so that you can burn your corpse later?" Nan Wu asked seriously, then paused, and then said, "Don't make a kennel, keep some wild dogs, and then chop up the corpse and throw it in, there is no smoke and no firewood. Well... You don't have to throw it away when you're dead."

Nan Wu was kind and honest, but the words he said scared Li Jinshan into peeing his pants step by step.

"The Demon Cult has a public cemetery, so we don't have to worry about that. And he's not dead yet, you go to the kitchen and bring a bowl of medicinal soup to replenish qi and blood."

Nan Wu scared Li Jinshan to death, and I hurriedly took her away. Z.br>

Wu Zhiyuan had recovered under the operation of the healing qi, found himself lying on the ground, and quickly sat up.

"If Wu Gongzi can work so his studies, he may be able to be the top student in high school." I walked over to the table and picked up a few pages of confessions written on the table and flipped through them.

An article of fifty words, half of which is circled, and the circle represents that he can't write that word.

Half of the fifty words written were typos.

I knew how good it would be to find a ghostwriter for him and let him dictate, but this is also a bit of hardship for him, and he scolded happily when he first came in, those words can't be scolded in vain, and he has to pay a price.

"Witch? The Witch - I can still write, I haven't finished writing yet!" Wu Zhiyuan was afraid of delaying time, so I gave an order and crippled him and threw him out.

He got up and sat back in his chair, holding out his trembling hand to take the pen.

"Come on, you cockroach-like words, written in vain, who recognizes? Tomorrow I'll find someone to ghostwrite for you, and you can dictate it." I threw the ghostly confession back on the table.

"Thank you, thank you!" Wu Zhiyuan's arrogance was gone, and he nodded at me with a smile.

His attitude didn't affect me, he was just a breakthrough.

Some people were nervous because of his confession, and I was a little curious to see what big melons he could confess.

Li Jinshan next to him thought that I had tortured Wu Zhiyuan, and he was about to torture him to death, but he couldn't stand it before he relented.

So when I came out of Wu Zhiyuan's cell, Li Jinshan called out to me over there, and he rolled out of bed, crawled to the door of the cell with his hands and feet, and slapped the door and shouted.

"I'll recruit too, I'll recruit too, Demon Girl, I'm going to tell you everything I know!"

Then the situation became, one by one, they ghostwriter, dictating their crimes, and when it came to vague and uncertain places, the two of them communicated through the wall.

Li Jinshan was also convinced that his Gu poison had been cured, and his attitude towards me changed very much.

The person who can get the membership goods of the Golden Gu Club in the Demon Sect, he feels great and can't be provoked, but in the Demon Sect, when he meets someone who can solve the Gu, his shock is no less than seeing it

Alien.

In the world, it has always been easy to get Gu and difficult to solve Gu, many people on the rivers and lakes are willing to buy Gu to harm people, and few people buy antidotes.

The person who can solve the Gu is either the person who controls the Gu or is an extraordinary doctor.

He adamantly didn't believe I was a doctor, and my identity became even more confusing.

Of course, it was a complicated life experience made up by his own brain, and he wanted to ask a few words while knocking on the side, but when I glared at him, he immediately shut up and didn't dare to ask again.

The origin of the ability to solve Gu is not as complicated as he thought, and it can be explained in one sentence, I have special abilities, but I can't say it.

In his opinion, this is a "taboo", and it must not be mentioned in the future.

Wu Zhiyuan and Li Jinshan's mouth can't be extinguished, and the people I sent are also secretly collecting some physical evidence.

Some elders couldn't sit still at all, and ordinary people had never had the right to intervene in this matter in the sect.

The elders and the sect leader each have half of the decision, so who makes a mistake is deprived of the right to speak, and when there is a conflict between the two sides, it has always been handled in this way.

Otherwise, it is a duel, and the elders can completely challenge the sect leader, but the current elders are still a little inferior in strength compared to Ximen Wu, who is about to achieve great success.

The secret guards of the Xiangzi generation went out to collect evidence, look for witnesses, and brought back a lot of news, such as the fact that no one had reported that so-and-so had done evil in the sect before.

But these people tend to disappear silently, people and evidence disappear completely, and the voice cannot reach Simon Wuxi's ears at all.

Simon's hateless fans have also made efforts to save these people, but the witnesses always die silently, and they can be found wherever they are hidden, poisoned by poison, assassinated by assassinated.

They really couldn't protect the witnesses, and when Wu Zhiyuan and Li Jinshan wrote their confessions, they began to clean up the portal.

There were a lot of familiar faces around the elders overnight, and some people disappeared mysteriously in each courtyard and hall.

Others don't know where they are going, but I know that after coming to the Demon Sect for so many days, my qi filaments have long been everywhere, taking advantage of various opportunities to burrow into people's bodies.

I'll know what they're doing as soon as I can.

There are also several places that are under key surveillance, guarded by the secret guards of the incense characters.

They are skillful in killing and destroying their mouths, and I will prevent them from killing them.

They robbed all the people they wanted to kill, and the cells of the Central Council could not fit in, so they put them in the courtyard where we lived.

Anyway, the new employees are not there, and the subordinate rooms they live in are for these people.

The house is covered with gas filaments inside and out, and these people also have my gas filaments in their bodies.

Not to mention that they are poisoned and can't be knifed, even if they are hit and beaten, I can save their lives.

The secret guards of the Xiangzi generation are responsible for bringing people and physical evidence back, and in addition to them, Simon's hateless fans are also helping.

The four Dharma Protectors are the people on Simon's hateless side, and half of those hall masters are grass on the wall, and the other half have either escaped or been captured by me.

Ordinary people only know that the storm is coming, and in just a few days, something big will happen in the church.