When I woke up, I became the King of Hades

Yu Zi also seemed to be releasing something, answering all questions: "Ma Yue is a relative of Baili and once worked as a helper in Yufu. Naturally, he would not do anything to Baili, but Baili was benevolent to my father and refused to do anything. Follow him, and then you get rough."

"Ever?" Huatian grasped the words, "It seems that there have been many twists and turns."

Yu Zi also continued: "Ma Yue is violent by nature and often fights with others in the mansion, because he is a relative of Baili, my father has always tolerated him.

Until he stole the calligraphy and paintings collected by my father and sold them on the black market, my father couldn't bear it and drove him out of the house. During this period, there was a dispute, and he threatened to kill our whole family.

After leaving Yu Mansion, he went to Sherao Mountain, colluded with the scattered bandits there, waited for the opportunity on the mountain, and rushed into Yu Mansion while I was out. "

Well!Now that there is a motive for the murder, it is still reasonable, and it seems that another doubtful point has been solved.

"It's really worse than a beast!" Zhong Li gritted his teeth and asked angrily, "Why didn't you report to the authorities? Or solve him directly."

"I thought about this, but Ma Yue set up a rosemary formation on Mount Sherao, and anyone who enters the mountain will be trapped to death." Yu Ziyi's eyes were red and swollen, full of bloodshot eyes, wishing he could not enter Mount Sherao immediately.

"Rosemary!" Lan Zijun couldn't help shouting in surprise.

"What? Brother Zijun, what is Rosemary Array?" Huatian asked, which was beyond his expectations.

"The Rosemary Formation is complex. The large formation contains countless small formations. This formation is simple to make, but difficult to break..." Lan Zijun hesitated to speak.

"Can you crack it?"

"..."

In Huatian's words, Lan Zijun shook his head and said, "It's difficult."

"There is no kingly law, no natural justice. The victim has nothing to do here, but the murderer lives in peace on the mountain. I'm going to chop him up." Zhong Liyi was filled with indignation, and the knife in his backpack trembled a few times in response to his anger. .

"Cough, Zhongli, have you forgotten the appointment with Mitian?" Huatian coughed lightly and reminded him from the side.

Zhong Li was really honest, shut his mouth, retreated behind Hua Tian, ​​and silently comforted the knife in his backpack.

"So, this Ma Yue is not simple, heh, Yu Yao is a master." Hua Tian deliberately reminded Lan Zijun that the first and most important doubt has not been revealed yet.

Only then did Lan Zijun remember that the first thing he wanted to ask was due to Huatian, and he insisted on first asking about going to Beijing to rush for the exam.

"Last question." After taking over Huatian's words, Lan Zijun continued to ask, "Why do you want to collect souls?"

Going around and around, finally turned back.

"I didn't take the soul into custody." Yu Zi was much calmer than before, as if he was stating two unrelated things.

Huatian sat beside Jianjian, as if nothing had happened, and gave Lan Zijun full authority to judge the case, calmed down, listened to Yu Ziyi's explanation, and analyzed the news just now.

"Brother Yu, tell me quickly." Zhong Li on the side couldn't bear it anymore, and said something more, he was worried for Yu Ziyi, and wanted to help Yu Ziyi get rid of the suspicion as soon as possible.

After hearing Yu Ziyi's tragic experience, Zhongli's attitude towards Ziyi took a big turn, and he began to feel pity for Yu Ziyi, thinking that even if he took the soul into custody, he must have some unavoidable difficulties.

When it's over, don't forget to express your determination: "Don't worry, we will help you catch the bandit Ma Yue."

"I really didn't keep the soul, I just used the soul-locking bag to store the soul temporarily." In the tacit understanding among the warlocks, Yu Zi also looked at Lan Zijun, "The soul-locking bag can't store the soul for a long time."

The difference between detaining and accepting is one word, but there are thousands of differences.

Lan Zijun looked at Huatian, wanting to nod to him to make sure that what Yu Ziyi said was true. At this time, Huatian was playing with the teacup in his hand without blinking, like a monk in a state of meditation.

I am used to analyzing the case with Huatian, this time without Huatian's affirmation, Lan Zijun is really not suitable, turned his head, sighed involuntarily, and continued to ask: "The soul is in your hands after all, How do you explain that?"

"I didn't collect the soul." Yu Ziyi took out a small bottle and threw it to Lan Zijun, saying, "The souls have all drifted to Mount Sherao, and I just tampered with them on the way."

Lan Zijun caught the bottle, opened the stopper, and a stench spread.

Hanada regained consciousness from the stench, and vigilantly covered Kaneken and his own nose with his hands.

Zhong Li also belatedly covered his nose.

"It's corpse fluid, not poisonous." Yu Zi also explained.

Lan Zijun stuffed the plug, and threw it back to Yu Ziyi in disgust. These are heresies, and Lan Zijun has always disdained them.

"What is this liquid for?" Hua Tian still covered his nose and asked Lan Zijun, the stench lingered on the tip of his nose for a long time and couldn't dissipate.

"Corpse fluid is used to control the soul." Lan Zijun replied, he has only seen this kind of soul technique, and has never tried it. "Inject the corpse fluid into the soul, and then play the requiem to control the soul remotely."

Huatian returned to normal, with lights in his eyes, turned to Yu Ziyi's direction, and asked him, "You didn't take the souls into custody, you just stopped the souls going to Mount Sherao on the way, injected corpse fluid into their bodies, and then let them go." Go to Sherao Mountain where Ma Yue is."

"Yes." Yu Zi also nodded.

"Oh, from what you said, can I understand that it was Ma Yue who took these souls into custody." Hua Tian said.

"He was the one who took these souls into custody." Yu Zi was very sure.

"Then why did he imprison the souls, how did you know that he imprisoned the souls, and why did you control these souls?" Hua Tian asked repeatedly.

Yu Zi also got impatient at being asked, and said in a bad mood: "How do I know why he wanted to arrest the soul? I am proficient in soul art, so I naturally know the coming and going of the soul, and the purpose of controlling the soul is to break the maze and kill Ma Yue. , find Baili."

Mentioning Xu Baili, Yu Ziyi's expression softened a lot: "However, in the past few years, the souls I control have lost news one after another."

Yu Ziyi's answer was correct, Huatian had no doubts, and finally became quiet.

As soon as Huatian calmed down, Lan Zijun was replaced. The two took turns asking questions, constantly oppressing Yu Ziyi.

This is also a method of trial, asking questions continuously, disrupting the suspect's thinking, making it full of mistakes, missing words, and finally identifying the murderer.

This method is also a test of the judge's strong memory and analytical reaction ability. Not only must he remember what the suspect said, but he must also secretly observe the suspect's demeanor, movements and expressions, and then analyze the case based on all the information.

"Do you know something about the situation inside Mount Sherao? Tell us about it." Lan Zijun began to ask.

Yu Zi was even more puzzled: "Why do you know this?"

"Just answer the question, and I'll ask you later." Lan Zijun didn't give Yu Ziyi a chance to answer the question.

Yu Zi also had a great interest in Huatian's technique of bringing the dead back to life. After being attacked for so long, he was able to calm down and replied: "He seems to be trying some kind of soul technique."

Seeing that Huatian was dissatisfied with this answer, Yu Zi also continued to add: "I have never seen this kind of soul art. In the past three years, Ma Yue has taken several souls into custody. It seems that they have not been refined successfully, and they all flew away. That's why he keeps going. to collect souls."

Lan Zijun fell into deep thought. He thought he was close to the truth, but unexpectedly, things became more complicated. The suspect seemed to be a victim.

As long as the reason for the detention of souls is found out, the case can be brought to an end. It's just that this process has twists and turns, but fortunately, they are gradually approaching the truth.

The few fell into silence, as if all the questions that should be asked were finished.

Jianjian at the side stepped forward and tugged at the corner of Huatian's clothes, motioning him to lower his body and say something to him.

Huatian bent sideways to get close to Jianjian, and Jianjian said, "Why does Yu Ziyi insist on finding Xu Baili?"

Ma Yue was introduced to Yu's mansion by Xu Baili, Xu Baili can also be regarded as an accomplice in this massacre, even if Yu Ziyi didn't hate Xu Baili, he shouldn't have mentioned many times that he wanted to get him back.

"Xiao Jianjian, you have a better future than someone." Hanada patted Jianjian's head, deliberately saying this sourly.

It's a pity that Zhongli didn't hear the meaning of Huatian's words, and said with a smile: "Jianjian, it seems that Mr. Hua wants to cultivate you. You should learn from Mr. Hua and become a high-ranking official in the underworld."

Jian Jian said nothing, and smiled at Hanada.

Hua Tian relayed Jian Jian's words and asked Xiang Yu Ziyi, "Why did you find Xu Baili?"

Lan Zijun understood what Huatian meant, and looked at Yu Ziyi.

"This is a private matter, I have no comment." Yu Zi also resolutely refused to answer, "This has nothing to do with taking souls into custody, so I don't have to answer."

After several rounds of questioning and answering, Yu Ziyi also found out the purpose of Huatian, which was related to the disappearance of Yu Yao's soul.

"Do you have any questions? If not, I will replace you." Yu Zi also looked at Huatian and the others.

It was noon, the sun rose above the head, the sun was shining brightly, the moss was green, showing vitality, the messy yard had a special flavor, it was a world of difference compared with the mansion in the evening.

"You ask." Huatian and the others were tired, so they sat down to rest.

With dry mouth and hungry intestines, they found some dried fruits instead of customers, and sat around drinking tea.

Seeing a few of them relaxing, Yu Zi followed the trend and found a spare seat to sit down. The few of them looked like casual friends chatting in a teahouse.

The clash of swords and swords last night was completely forgotten, and the traces of scratches in the room were still there, and no one paid attention.

The scar was healed and the pain was forgotten, Huatian's neck pain was no longer there, and he was in a very comfortable mood. He dug out a jar of fermented wine from nowhere, regardless of the taste, and drank it happily with Zhongli.

Lan Zijun doesn't care, anyway, it's not wine bought with money from the underworld.

Jianjian was forced and induced by Hanada to take a sip of the wine, stuck out his tongue, and silently peeled off the smell of peanuts, thinking that this method of pressing the wine was very effective, so he peeled off a large handful and stuffed it into Hanada's hands...