Chapter 2: The Fierce God Reinze

There is only a thin volume of the dossier on Shuhua.

Ling Ze had just frowned, and Lingyang Immortal Jun hurriedly explained.

"Shuhua's origin is strange, his parents' clan is unknown, and his age and life are unknown. It is said that one day, she suddenly appeared on Lishan Road, covered in horrific scars, as if she had been chopped into pieces and then stitched back together.

She had just woken up and absorbed the aura of the entire Lishan Mountain, turning it into a scorched earth.

The Yandao Sect, who was in charge of Lishan Dao, asked her where her identity came from, but she didn't know it, she only remembered that her name was Shuhua, and she forgot everything else.

Yandao Sect ordered her to restore the aura of Lishan and pay compensation for the damaged demon cultivators, so she stayed in Lishan for many years, cultivating hard every day to earn money.

Last year, the crisis in the Cangwu Realm worsened, and the Ruyi Temple recruited low-level monks from the Three Realms to fight, so she came here as a supernumerary temporary employee.

Because of her humble status and short time coming, I didn't pay much attention to her. Her subordinates only know that she is very greedy, especially brave and hardworking, and has completed 83 tasks in less than a year! ”

Ling Ze's pale and slender fingers slid across the dossier and stopped at the time record of Shuhua's entry: May 10, 3016 in the Tibetan Yong calendar.

Today, it has only been 246 days.

That's an average of 3 days, and she has to complete a task.

The non-staff members of the Ruyi Hall do the hardest and most dangerous work, and they are often bullied or robbed of their credit by the higher-level personnel.

In other words, Shuhua has not been idle for a moment since he joined the company, and there has not been a moment when he has not faced a life and death crisis.

I'm afraid that being locked in the torture room for trial at this moment is the most leisurely and relaxing moment for her, no wonder she sleeps so soundly.

"Loyal and brave people should not be treated like this."

Ling Ze rudely threw Lingyang Immortal Jun out of the dark room, looked at a group of silent subordinates, and said coldly: "This seat personally interrogates this case. ”

Shuhua looked at the figure on the high platform in silence.

She has endured Xuanyou for a long time, he robbed her of four credits, six magic weapons, said twenty-one obscene words to her, and wanted to do misdeeds three times.

The opportunity was immature before, her ability was low, she was robbed of her credit and magic weapon, and she endured unpleasant words; was wanted to do wrong, but it was only a clever escape.

However, Xuan You didn't succeed for a long time, and he actually had a cruel and murderous heart towards her, and it just so happened that she had long wanted his life and ate him again...... After all, such pure spiritual power is really hard to come by.

Therefore, she spent half a year to prepare, and finally picked the good day of yesterday to kill him smoothly.

Thinking of Xuan You's first shocked, then begging bitterly and tearfully, the corners of Shuhua's lips curled slightly, and it was cool to let the wicked get the punishment they deserved.

"What are you laughing at?"

The man on the high platform had a world-weary face, as if everyone owed him money, and his voice was the kind of hoarse that had not spoken for a long time.

Shuhua didn't want to provoke him, so he raised his hand and pressed the corner of his lips: "Si Zuo Rong, his subordinates are not despising the court, but they were born like this." ”

The fierce god was really as cold as the legend and did not dwell on the details, he wrapped his sleeves and said lightly: "Lingyang abuses torture and is unfair, and this seat orders him to apologize to you." ”

The monks present were shocked.

Since the establishment of the Ruyi Palace, there has never been a precedent for the immortal monarch to apologize to people's cultivators, demon cultivators, and ghost cultivators.

The Immortal Monarch stared at Lingyang with fierce eyes, and he was not allowed to lose this face.

Ling Yang swallowed a mouthful of blood foam weakly, limped in front of Shuhua and took a deep look: "It's me who did something wrong, and I ask for forgiveness from fellow Daoists." ”

If he dares to apologize, she will dare to accept it, Shuhua calmly responded, and waited for Lingze to speak.

Those who are in the top position always have a deep meaning in their every move.

As soon as he came, he put on such a big posture and tried the case openly, because he wanted to make a splash and establish his prestige.

Although she wants to take advantage of this shareholder wind, she does not want to be involved in a larger whirlpool.

Ling Ze's expression was majestic: "Shuhua, tell your affairs truthfully, if it makes sense, this seat will definitely uphold justice." ”

Shuhua had already prepared: "I implore the priest to investigate Xuanyou's crime first, and his subordinates will not hide it at that time." ”

Someone immediately stopped her: "Duh! Daring! ”

Ling Ze's gaze swept over, and the noise disappeared immediately, leaving only a flock of wilting chickens.

"I grant your request." Ling Ze got up and left, his wide robe winding on the ground, red as blood, dazzling and heavy.

It just started and ended, which is equivalent to a meeting between the chief judge and the suspect.

The efficiency is ridiculously high, and the immortals who are accustomed to lengthy meetings all year round look at each other.

Although Shuhua also felt strange, he could only see the trick and go back to the prison to live and wait for the result.

It would take a few days to verify Xuan You's crimes, just to completely refine Xuan You's spiritual power, quietly upgrade to a level, and gain more vitality.

In the middle of the night, the piercing malice suddenly attacked, and Shuhua opened his eyes, ready to meet the enemy.

Although all her magic weapons and pills were stolen, she still had some self-protection power.

However, this piercing malice was fleeting.

Ling Ze stood outside her prison with a look of pride, his eyes seemed to fall on her, and he seemed to look elsewhere.

Behind him, the immortal officials quietly moved the corpses and washed the ground, in an orderly manner.

"Thank you." Before Shuhua could finish speaking, he was gone.

"What a man like the wind." Shuhua muttered to himself, not feeling much gratitude.

It must be the forces behind Xuan You who sent someone to clean her up, but she was guarded by Lingze and killed her, knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger.

The whole can be understood as the battle between the two forces, she is the little chess piece in the middle, there is really no need to be affectionate.

Everything was quiet, and a small milk voice sounded in Shuhua's Zhihai: "Shuhua, Xiaoyudi is a little afraid of him." ”

A transparent tendrils pierced out of her body and wrapped tightly around her palm, swaying like a coquette.

Delicate, soft, and very painful.

Shuhua gently held the root whisker and said silently: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

She is known as a half-demon, but in fact, she may not be a half-demon.

Unlike the other monks, she doesn't have a heart, and her heart is a strange reborn tree called Little Raindrop.

The so-called rebirth is the meaning of rebirth of the dead.

She was actually a dead person whose body had been broken into countless pieces, stitched together, and woke up after years of slumber.

She didn't know who killed her, who abused her so cruelly, and she didn't know who saved her, and she didn't know who put a treasure like a little raindrop in her chest to warm her.

Ever since she woke up in Lishan, it was lying in her chest, its tiny branches, leaves, rhizomes blending with her meridians, constantly releasing spiritual power to nourish her broken soul and body.

Over the centuries, it has grown as her cultivation has grown, from a seedling to a tree, from stumbling to saying a few words, to being able to talk to her fluently.

It is her most loyal companion and reliance, and her biggest secret.

She lives in symbiosis with it, complements each other, and no one can do without anyone.

The stronger she is, the faster it grows.

The stronger it is, the stronger she is.

However, there is always a fatal problem that cannot be solved.