Shen Mingjian seemed to see through the doubts in the director's heart at a glance, and said, "My lord, I didn't lie to you......" With that, he raised his finger and tapped lightly on his eyes.

This action woke up the director like a thunderbolt from the blue. It was only then that he remembered that he was a half-blood.

The red eyes of a half-breed are difficult to hide no matter what. Shen Mingjian continued: "My lord, the phoenix hibiscus is poisonous and is among the Heavenly Court embargoes. If the lowly guess is correct, it is impossible for someone as cautious as you to carry it with him. In other words, you'll need to go back to the Black Cloud to get your eyes tinted. Can you make it all the way without being discovered? I'm afraid I won't even be able to get out of the gate of the Ning Divine Division. The always strong director was speechless under pressure.

"And ......" Shen Mingjian didn't give the director time to think carefully at all, just paused for a moment and continued: "It's the morning now, and it's the busiest time of the day. The daily decrees issued by the imperial court often reached the Ningshen Division during this time period. In other words, it is possible that the next moment a herald will break down the door and give you instructions. You can not listen to the report of your subordinates, or you can let them wait for the time being. But there's nothing you can do to stop the herald. Your Excellency, you can't kill me, because it will expose the matter. You can't just walk away and die faster like that. The situation is extremely bad for you, you have been cornered!"

"What!" the director's face turned pale.

"I, Tan, have played with all the gods between applause, and I will actually be forced into a desperate situation......? This is impossible!" Shen Mingjian said coldly: "My lord, of course this is possible. As the saying goes, many injustices will lead to self-destruction, and from the point of view of lowly duties, this result is not just 'possible', but should be inevitable. You have done so much evil, and it is time for retribution. The director's face changed, and the red light in his eyes became even more crazy.

"The surname Shen, even if today is my last day, I will take you to the funeral!" Shen Mingjian laughed: "I knew you would say that." But I have to admit that you have grasped the crux of the matter - I, Shen, don't want to die yet, and I hope to live a few more days. So I've got you covered with the best of both worlds. The director asked, "Really...... Is it true? Could it be that you are no longer pursuing this matter?" Shen Mingjian shook his head: "Even if I say so, can you believe it? Besides, my friend's revenge has not been avenged, and Shen will never stop there." ”

"And what do you want?" asked the director viciously. Shen Mingjian smiled: "It's very simple, it's just a bet." Gamble on your life. The director pondered for a moment, and hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.

Shen Mingjian is right, every moment others may come in. If they see this scene, everything for them will be ruined.

So even if he knew that this surnamed Shen had bad intentions, he had to take a gamble. So he said, "Okay, I'll hear what the hell you have in mind." But you know, I can kill at any time. Shen Mingjian said: "That's nature. Shen cherished this head the most in his life, but he didn't dare to joke about it casually. My lord, as I said, no matter how much you blame me, there will always be a flaw. But you have forgotten a seamless way, and that is Shen's suicide. ”

"Suicide?" The director was puzzled: "Are you willing to commit suicide?" Shen Mingjian sighed: "Of course not, but if you disguise the scene as if I committed suicide, things will be much simpler." Then you can imitate my pen and write a suicide note and put it in my clothes to explain the reason for my suicide - of course, you can make it up however you want. Even if someone else has doubts when they investigate, they can't convict you. As far as I know, Heavenly Court is not so stupid as to make a person a prisoner based on suspicion alone. You're right?" Hearing his words, the director laughed cruelly: "That's a good idea. I just don't know if Your Excellency is willing to cooperate?" Shen Mingjian said: "Of course I don't. As you know, it's all about camouflage. The knife is definitely not going to work, and it is impossible to commit suicide with this little letter opener. There is only one way to do this: hanging. The director said: "Shen Mingjian, aren't you entertaining me? The difference between strangulation and self-hanging is very great, and you can see the clues in ordinary work, how can you say that this method is feasible?" Shen Mingjian said: "Of course strangulation is not good. Strangulation is possible. The state of strangulation is most similar to self-hanging, the only difference is that self-hanging relies on the weight of the deceased itself, and when it is all concentrated on the throat, it will press the deceased's mouth to open involuntarily and spit out the tongue. This is what is commonly known as the 'hanged ghost' appearance. If the strangler is skillful, the same effect can be achieved by hanging the sling on his back. But ......" The director almost lost his mind when he heard this, and said in a lost voice: "But?" Shen Mingjian smiled: "But you lack a tool: a rope." At this moment, the director was almost completely led by his nose, and replied mechanically: "Yes, I do lack a rope...... Shen Mingjian said: "Coincidentally, I have." Suddenly, he pulled out a piece of crimson silk and swung it.

This is the white silk stained with the blood of the giving. It was light and thin, but the stitches were dense enough to strangle a general judge with little martial arts.

Since it has already been stained with Yu Chengze's blood, why should it be stained with another person's blood? It is a gift from heaven, and it flutters in front of the director.

As if seeing hope, the director reached out to grab it. Unexpectedly, as soon as Shen Mingjian let go, the piece of silk floated into the distance and landed ten steps away.

The director was in a trance, stood up and went to pick it up, and Shen Mingjian took this opportunity to crawl desperately to the door. The director suddenly came to his senses, and immediately rushed back with an arrow, firmly grasping Shen Mingjian's back collar: "The surname Shen, do you still dare to escape?" Unexpectedly, Shen Mingjian, who has always been submissive, actually laughed: "My lord, my lord, I'm dying, what else dare I dare?" This is what I mean by the gambling game. If you're going to pick up silk, you'll have to let me go and give me time to escape. If I escaped, you would be ruined. But if I don't escape, you can strangle me to death with that silk, and then go on to do things that are corrupt and pervert the law, and seek money and kill people. Isn't that fair?" the director suddenly sensed a hint of fear, and he shivered and said to himself, "Lost...... Is this too much price, isn't it?" Shen Mingjian shook his head: "You are wrong, my lord. Think about it, how many families have you ruined, and how much blood have you had on your hands? If there is a heavenly principle in this world, you will not be able to atone for your sins even if you die a hundred times. And now, you just have to make the right bet and you can continue to get away with it, so that the blood will be smeared in the grass, justice will not be served, and justice will not be revealed. Is there anything more cost-effective in the world? You coward, let go of your hand and gamble with me in a dignified manner!" the director exclaimed in horror: "No...... I can't do it!" he said and grabbed Shen Mingjian's belt like crazy and pulled it back.

He actually wanted to drag Shen Mingjian to the silk side with all his might. Unexpectedly, Shen Mingjian didn't move.

This short literati gave birth to a force out of nowhere at this moment, clinging to the stone slab on the ground, and the blood on his nails seemed to be blooming like a cold plum.

The director couldn't shake him in the slightest, so he raised his leg and kicked in a hurry, and roared angrily: "Let go, you bastard!" Shen Mingjian had just been beaten not long ago, and now he was punched and kicked again, and the pain of the old wound pierced his heart.

But he forcibly held back and said loudly: "Tell you, Sun Langzhong of the Immortal Medicine Workshop has shown me, and he remembers every wound on my body clearly." If you kick again, even if you win the bet, it will be difficult to explain......" The director looked at the silk, looked down at Shen Mingjian, and suddenly ran out with a strange scream.

At this moment, he seemed to remember the scene when he fled with his father and mother. It was a dark road, and he didn't dare to look ahead, so he could only imagine a sturdy and warm house at the end of the road, where there was no fear, no confusion, no earth-shattering shouts and no fire burning to the sky.

It was his home. But suddenly the house floated up and turned into a bloodstained white silk. It fluttered gracefully, like a white dove, and like a fairy's water sleeve.

It was so close to him, so palpable. The director couldn't help but shed tears, how many years had he been pursuing it.

He cautiously stretched out his hand, but Bai Aya slipped away from him again like a woman who was good at tugging at the heartstrings of young men.

The director can't remember the gambling game anymore, and he only has his beloved Bai Aya in his eyes. He took another step forward, and suddenly found himself standing in the lobby

Below the plaque of "Der Spiegel Hanging". Those four words seemed to be angry, and all the horizontal and vertical skimming were all open like swords, and the angry hair rushed to the crown, and the eyes were about to split.

The plaque shook a few times and smashed down with a heavy wind. The director was startled and dodged, but at the same time, his left hand reached out and finally caught Bai Aya.

At this point, his hanging heart finally let go and let out a long breath. But at this moment, he suddenly noticed that the scenery around him had changed.

The surrounding fog swamp is completely indistinguishable from east and west, north and south. He suddenly remembered that he was going to strangle Shen Mingjian, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and he jumped back to his original position in a few arrow steps.

Shen Mingjian was still lying on the ground, barely moving. The director sneered: "Where are you running?" After saying that, he shook Bai Aya in the wind, quickly bypassed Shen Mingjian's neck, and then shouted with both arms: "Die!" He felt full of strength, and he had never been so confident as he was now.

I heard a clang, something snapped, and then crashed to the ground. The director couldn't help but be stunned, this didn't sound like a sound that could be made by the neck.

He hurriedly leaned down to take a look, how could there be a shadow of Shen Mingjian, under the official uniform was clearly a stone tablet covered with moss, with three big characters written on it

"Lethe River".

"Where is this?" muttered to himself.

"Am I not in the court, how did I get here?" he looked around, and suddenly saw the water waves, and a black flat boat slowly approached.

The ferryman in the boat was as withered as a skeleton, and a few fat and sturdy crows rested on his shoulders. The crow's oily eyes were staring at him.

The man said, "Go, I'll take you across the river." The director shook his head in fear: "Get out, I'm not going anywhere!" the boatman sighed and said no more.

But the crow on his shoulder croaked, and then rose to the sky, heading straight for the director. The flesh on the director's face was pecked in an instant, and he wailed heartbreakingly...... In the lobby, Shen Mingjian stood up and saw

The plaque "Der Spiegel hangs high" smashed the head of the director to shreds. At this moment, he kicked his legs and stopped moving, holding the blood-stained white silk tightly in his hands.

The director is dead, and a major conspiracy emerges and is exposed in broad daylight. This person deceived his superiors and subordinates, colluded with the demon world, and used various means to obtain a large amount of money.

In the world's first gambling game, in order to make huge profits, he actually instigated the Tianluo God to harm the Heavenly Remnant Star who fought on behalf of the Heavenly Court.

It didn't work out, but the sin was so deep that it caused public outrage. After the unanimous verdict of the gods, the two gods of thunder and fire placed his body on the Xingtian Stone, smashed it into ashes with a hammer of 800 and then lifted it into reincarnation.

Crushing bones and scattering ashes, talking about the depth of hatred is the limit. But the biggest crime of the director is not how to harm people or how to bend the law for bribes, but trying to manipulate the gambling game.

Faced with this result, Shen Mingjian didn't know whether to cry or laugh. But in any case, the culprit is punished, the best friend's revenge is avenged, and a wish is finally settled.

During the Qingming Festival, Shen Mingjian left the Yamen of Antian Mansion, brought a pot of turbid wine, three taels of peanuts, and half a catty of broad beans to a lonely grave outside Heiyunfang.

He thought he was the only one who would come, but he saw a woman in the distance. Shen Mingjian took a closer look, and it was actually Hu Ji.

Her dress, demeanor, and charm had all changed, and she was obviously a newly married young woman. Shen Mingjian called softly: "Miss Hu......" Hu Ji turned his head suddenly, hurriedly wiped his tears, and said in a low voice: "Master Shen, you are here." Shen Mingjian nodded and sat down cross-legged.

Hu Ji was silent and placed the cup and plate, filling each of Lao Shen and an empty cup with wine. Shen Mingjian choked up and said, "Less, my brother has come to see you." Tears rolled down his cheeks.

Suddenly there were drops of rain in the sky, and the heavens seemed to mourn. After Shen Mingjian drank a few cups, he suddenly asked Hu Ji: "Miss Hu, are you married?" Hu Ji nodded crampedly: "Hui Ye's words, exactly." My family is a merchant, and he doesn't dislike my humble background and doesn't care about my past. Today I came to pay tribute to Yu Gongzi and I also told him......" Shen Mingjian nodded: "That's good, bless you." Hu Ji sighed and said, "Master Shen, don't blame me." Hu Ji is not a person who is in the morning and evening, when the case was solved, he thought that he would die and go with his son, and ......he went with his son" Shen Mingjian said: "Why bother!" Before the words fell, thinking that if the brother did not die and this girl were also a couple, the sadness in his heart couldn't help but increase a little.

Hu Ji said: "I'm not afraid of your jokes, I really thought so at the time, but then I remembered Yu Gongzi's words, and I ...... I didn't want to die. ”

"What are you talking about?" asked Shen Mingjian.

He ...... He said he wanted to see me alive!" Orchid couldn't stop her grief and began to cry.

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