From eunuch to emperor

Gan Xin went back to the room where he lived with Mo Lin.

"Caught it back?"

Seeing Gan Xin come back, Mo Lin poured a cup of tea.

Gan Xin nodded and said: "I caught three, and my cultivation is at the early stage of Emperor Wu."

After taking a sip of tea, Gan Xin sighed: "The world has really changed, Emperor Wu is everywhere, I saw a ghost."

In the past, Emperor Wu was a master, but now the real realm is the strongest, there are a lot of emperors, and even the ghost clan's detailed work is done by Emperor Wu, Gan Xin couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Mo Lin was a little disappointed, and said, "This little Feng, I still want him to get some private goods."

Gan Xin smiled and said, "Next time I have work for you."

In the prison, Feng He is interrogating three spies.

Feng He asked about the situation of the ghost fetus, but the three secret agents dared not tell, they were afraid of the ghost fetus.

"Look at them, talk about it tomorrow, if there is any change, shoot them directly."

Feng He got up and left. The spies locked the prison door, and the three spies were pinned up and unable to move their hands and feet in the prison.

the next morning.

Feng He arrived at the door of Long Chen's room early, knocked on the door and went in, seeing Long Chen alone, asked curiously: "My lord, why are you sleeping alone?"

Long Chen poured some hot water to wash his face, and said, "Then how do you think I should sleep?"

Feng He chuckled, changed the subject and said, "Last night, I caught three spies from the ghost clan. Would you like to interrogate them yourself?"

After Long Chen washed his face, he took a sip of hot water, took out a few pieces of jerky and chewed them.

"Interrogation? Isn't this your business? Why do you want me to interrogate?"

Feng Heshen is the factory owner of the West Factory, he should be responsible for the interrogation, Long Chen doesn't care about these things.

Feng He laughed and said: "Don't dare to lie to your lord, that guy's mouth is too tight, I can't help it."

"As you know, ghosts are different from people. If it were an ordinary person, I would have ten thousand ways to deal with him."

"But the ghost clan is different, stabbing him is useless."

I asked last night, but Feng He really couldn't think of a way out of the secret work of the ghost clan.

"You can't do it, but I can do it?"

Long Chen sat down, and said a little speechlessly.

Marching and fighting one-on-one, these Long Chen are good at it, interrogating and spying, this is Feng He's old profession.

Feng He said with a smile: "My lord can do anything, and he is proficient in everything."

There was no need to train the soldiers in the morning, and it happened that there was nothing to do, so Long Chen got up and said, "Let's go, go and have a look."

Feng He immediately led the way and led Long Chen into the prison.

More than a dozen spies were armed with crossbows and pointed at the three ghosts. When they saw Long Chen, they immediately put away the crossbows and said, "Meet King Wu."

Feng He unlocked the door, and Long Chen walked in.

Two men and one woman had their hands and feet nailed to wooden boards. The blood on the nails had solidified, and the flesh on the wound tended to fuse with the nails.

The ghost clan is the ghost clan, and their self-healing ability is really strong.

Feng He moved a chair, Long Chen sat down, Feng He walked over, and said with a smile: "Do you recognize this lord in front of you?"

The three secret agents looked at Long Chen with a dazed expression. They had been in the snow mountain all year round and didn't know anyone outside.

"I don't even know King Wu! Damn it!"

Feng He cursed, then turned around and asked, "My lord, do you want to kill one?"

Long Chen gave Feng He a blank look, leaned on the chair, and took a careful look at the three of them.

The man on the left is older, with a square face and beard; the man in the middle is younger and looks very ordinary; on the right is a middle-aged woman with an oval face and a snub nose, which is quite ugly.

"If you want to kill them, kill them early, what are you pretending, you won't scare them."

Feng He's trick was a bit low-level, Long Chen despised it.

Feng He said with a dry smile: "Just scare me, come here, my lord."

Long Chen glanced at the three of them, and said, "Bring the knife."

Feng He said in surprise: "My lord, are you really here?"

He thought that Long Chen really wanted to stab Liwei to death first.

"dagger."

Long Chen was a little speechless, Feng He was just about to take a Shenmu knife, and immediately handed it a dagger.

Long Chen walked in front of the woman, slowly opened up the clothes, and the knife hit him.

The woman sneered and said: "You are King Wu, you can only do so, you killed me!"

They ghosts are really not afraid of daggers, even if they are stabbed to death, they don't care.

Long Chen thought for a while, put away the dagger, and put on his clothes again.

"The body is quite white, but the appearance is too ugly."

Long Chen commented, then turned and walked towards the young man in the middle.

The woman mocked: "Hmph, you still scare us knowing it's useless."

Long Chen ignored it, directly tore open his clothes, and cut off a piece of flesh from the young man.

"That's it? Cut a few more pieces of meat, I have plenty."

The young man laughed wildly.

Long Chen ignored it, picked up the meat with the tip of the knife, sat back on the chair, and said, "Bring a stove here."

Feng He didn't know what Long Chen meant, just cut a piece of meat, they wouldn't give in and confess.

For diehards, ordinary torture to extract confessions is useless.

"stove!"

Feng He greeted, and the spies immediately brought the stove.

Long Chen grilled the meat on the stove, and soon, the smell of burnt meat permeated the prison.

When the spies from the West Factory smelled the smell of meat, their faces changed a little.

"You ghosts drink human blood, and I found that we humans can become stronger after eating your flesh."

Long Chen turned his head to look at the young man, then turned to Feng He and said, "Call Gan Zhen and the others over, just say we're here to eat thorns."

The spies issued an order immediately.

The three ghost clansmen looked at Long Chen's barbecue, and their faces became ugly.

"Hmph, it's not the same if you say that our ghost race is cruel and you eat our meat."

The woman taunted, her voice trembling, it seemed that she was really scared.

Long Chen sneered: "You treat us as prey, and I treat you as prey, why not?"

Just like tigers eat people and people eat tigers, it is reasonable.

These ghost races only look like humans, but they are not of the same kind.

Ghosts can eat people, why can't people eat ghosts?

Feng He squatted down, looked at the sizzling meat, and said, "My lord, give me a bite."

Long Chen immediately put away the barbecue, and said: "These three people have no place for you."

Feng He pretended to swallow, but in fact he didn't want to eat it, it was too weird.

After a while, Gan Zhen came with thirty Nilin troops.

"grown ups."

Long Chen pointed to the three secret agents, and said: "They are ghost clan secret agents, they ate the one in the middle."

Gan Zhen turned his head to look at the young man in the middle, licked his chapped lips with his tongue, and said with a smile: "My lord, give us an extra meal."

The subordinate Ni Linjun made a fuss, pointed to the woman next to him and said: "My lord, that girl has delicate skin and tender flesh, can I eat her first?"

Long Chen smiled and said: "No, eat the middle one first, he has already had surgery."

"Old Feng, bring a few more stoves here, brothers are not enough."

Feng He immediately moved several stoves over, and Gan Zhen took the lead with a dagger and began to slice the meat. The young man moaned, and the secret workers on both sides were frightened when they saw their companions being sliced.

They thought that they would be tortured and killed by Shenmu, but they never thought that they would be eaten.

Obviously the ghost race is the hunter, but they have become the prey to be preyed upon.