Wu Xiang was extremely shocked. He never expected that the murderer of this case was involved in the death of the young master of the Bo family. Bo Ruoyou continued: "Thirteen years ago, I traveled with my younger brother on the banks of the Luo River with my family. After that, I was lost with my younger brother. After a night, I was found fainting on the side of the road, but my younger brother lost his trace."

Wu Xiang immediately asked: "Then have you never seen the murderer?"

Bo Ruoyou's throat felt bitter, "I... I was so frightened at that time, and I got sick again. I have forgotten what happened back then, including now, I can't remember--"

Wu Xiang was stunned for a moment, and Bo Ruoyou continued: "Seven days later, my brother's body was found on the beach of Luohe River. At that time, the government office judged that he had fallen into the river and died. But the day before yesterday, I found the old yamen officer who was in charge of this matter and found many suspicious points. I suspected that my brother's death was also murdered by similar means."

Wu Xiang was a little difficult to digest in a short time. He looked at Bo Ruoyou, then Huo Weilou, and suddenly said, "Then do you want to attend the interrogation?"

Bo Ruoyou's expression is certain, "I want it."

The interrogation of the government office was only present. Not to mention the status of Huo Weilou, Bo Ruoyou was admitted to the prison for interrogation. This was the first time Bo Ruoyou went to the prison to interrogate the prisoner.

Li Shen had been taken to the torture room for interrogation. He was sick and thin. A blue cotton robe on his body was stained with mud. At this moment, iron chains were tied to his hands and feet, and his back was sitting with a little hunched over. But when Bo Ruoyou entered the door, he found that he had an inexplicable calmness.

Wu Xiang brought an open chair to let Bo Ruoyou and Huo Weilou sit down, and then walked to Li Shen. Li Shen's head was lowered and raised his head when he heard the sound. Then he looked around the torture room. When he found that there was a woman in the room, Li Shen's eyes stopped for a moment on Bo Ruoyou, and then looked at Wu Xiang calmly.

When interrogating the prisoner, Wu Xiang frowned and looked cold, "Li Shen?"

Li Shen raised his eyelids and looked at him. He looked withered, his hair was scattered, and his face was even more morbidly pale. There was indeed some purple-red scars on his bare wrists, and blood was covered in his eyes. This gloomy glance was quite terrifying.

Suddenly, Li Shen pulled the corner of his lips. As soon as his smile appeared, the gloomy feeling on his face dissipated, and a bit of strange gentleness appeared, "It's me, my name is Li Shen."

"Master Xuanling is also you?"

"It's me."

Wu Xiang narrowed his eyes, "Do you understand why we captured you?"

Li Shen breathed rapidly and suddenly bent over and coughed. He coughed extremely violently, but his face was still pale. After he finished coughing, he straightened his back and leaned on the back of the chair to breathe, "Ming, understand-"

Seeing that he was not at all quibbling, Wu Xiang frowned even more and more, "Is Wen Jin harmed you?"

Li Shen calmed down and said slowly, "You are talking about the young master from Fanyin Inn?"

When he heard him mention Fanyin Inn, Wu Xiang immediately raised his eyebrows. Knowing that Fanyin Inn, he really recognized Wen Jin. Li Shen was already a big shot and admitted that he was the murderer!

"It was him. He was killed on the night of the eleventh day of the winter moon, but what did you do?"

Li Shen nodded slowly, "Yes."

Wu Xiang couldn't help but gritted his teeth. Li Shen was very different from the murderer he had seen in the past. He was not afraid of the prison cell of the government office. He answered questions and admitted his guilt, and was not afraid that he would be convicted.

"Why did you harm him?"

"Because I just felt that he was in line with my temperament." Li Shen's tone was very quiet. On this occasion, it seemed strange. "You have found me, and you have been to my house and Feiyunguan. I have been sick. If you want to survive, you must practice the art of death. It's just that the art of death I have performed is different from others."

It was indeed a technique of death! Wu Xiang stared at him: "What's the difference?"

Li Shen talked happily, "Others believe in self-cultivation, but in addition to self-cultivation, I also believe in other people's power to help. The true god I believe in is the god who can survive the immortality of people in all directions. This true god is the life and death of the world. I worship my flesh and blood to him, and I also worship fairy children. They are just fairy children I worship to the true god."

The more calm he was, the more Wu Xiang felt a sense of depression. When he heard the word "them", Wu Xiang became even more nervous, "They? You're not just murdering one person?"

Li Shen coughed lightly again, "I have been ill for several years, and I rely on the protection of the true gods, otherwise I would have died long ago..." At this point, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the roof, as if he could see the true god in the sky through the roof. "The fairy child and true gods offered in the past liked them very much, but this time, they didn't seem to like them enough..."

Seeing his expression like this, Wu Xiang was so angry that he bit his back teeth tightly. He looked to Bo Ruoyou and Huo Weilou both looked cold, and obviously he hated and puzzled him.

Wu Xiang calmed down, "When did you first start committing such a crime?"

When Li Shen heard this question, he looked confused for a moment, and then he understood what Wu Xiang meant. He frowned slightly and began to think about it seriously. Bo Ruoyou, who was sitting beside him, slowly straightened his back and his eyes fell on him without moving.

After a long time, Li Shen said, "That was more than ten years ago-"

Everyone's hearts were raised. Apart from the death of the young master of the Bo family, Ming Guilan's kidnapping case was also doubtful. Wu Xiang stared at Li Shen's face, wondering what he would say next.

Li Shen recalled carefully, but soon, he shook his head, "It's too long and I can't remember it."

Wu Xiang made a mistake and said in a cold voice: "If you can't remember clearly, I will help you think about it. More than ten years ago, did you specifically choose the nobles in the city?"

Li Shen's expression suddenly changed, as if he was a little surprised, "Do you know?"

Wu Xiang sneered, "Can you remember this way? These nobles are all in the city and do not necessarily believe in it. How do you know the identities of these people?"

Li Shen's lips were ripped up strangely, "These nobles, no matter what they believe, they are just a false appearance. They ask too much, and the true gods will not protect them. Even so, they cannot stop them from coming to the temple to show their respect, as if they add some money to indulge in the world and become Bodhisattvas who can save the world..."

Wu Xiang heard the meaning and asked hurriedly: "That was you contacted them at that time?"
Chapter completed!