After Abandoning the Ruthless Dao Swordmaster

When Wei Li said this, everyone present was startled.

At this moment, Wu Su had not followed the other servants to watch the excitement.

She sat in the courtyard where she lived, staring at the breakfast in front of her.  Taking out a porcelain spoon, she ate a sip of the salted porridge.

The porridge in her mouth was bland, and she couldn’t taste any flavour. It wasn’t because the chef in the dining room didn’t add seasoning, but because she had lost her sense of taste today.

She is a demon born from chaos, born without human senses, and today her “mouth” was sealed.

Wu Su couldn’t taste it, and couldn’t speak.

Unable to speak, it is easy for her strangeness to be revealed.

Usually on this day, Wu Su would pretend to be unwell and rest in her room until her senses returned.

She got up, ready to go back to her room to rest and avoid people, so as not to reveal her secrets.

However, at this time, there were noisy footsteps outside the door, and someone violently slammed the courtyard door open.

Wu Su stood there in a daze, and before she had time to react, someone grabbed her arm.

In view of the special nature of this case and the extremely cruel method of killing, the City Guards were ruthless.

Wu Su’s body was already fragile, so when the City Guard grabbed her arm like this, there was a crisp “click” sound as her shoulder joint dislocated.

When the severe pain came, Wu Su only frowned, raising her eyes, and looked at the majestic and solemn Fu Zhou in front of her.

“That’s her?” Fu Zhou turned his head, looking at Wei Li.

Seeing that Wu Su was captured as soon as they arrived, Wei Li was so frightened that her face paled and she stumbled backwards.

After a long time, she faltered and said: “My lord, it’s her. I saw her pick up the rabbit lantern with my own eyes. That night, I knocked on her door, but she didn’t answer.”

Listening to Wei Li’s words, Wu Su knew what had happened. The rabbit lantern she left at Fang Xiuzhi’s house really did cause a disaster.

She struggled weakly, but when she moved her arm, there was a sharp pain.

But Fang Xiuzhi was not killed by her.  So Wu Su shook her head quietly.

Fu Zhou said angrily: “You still want to argue?”

Wu Su opened her mouth, but she couldn’t make a sound.  She wasn’t even able to write the words she wanted to say.

The characters she knows all come from the letters Chen Wu wrote to her grandma, and Chen Wu didn’t write anything in the letters about killing people or dying.

She couldn’t even express the phrase “I didn’t kill people”.

Wu Su raised her head, looked at Fu Zhou, and continued to shake her head. She wanted to point to the direction of the arch bridge and express it with body language.

But her arms were held tightly, and there was severe pain when she moved.

Wu Su sighed helplessly, and didn’t know what to do, so she could only let them capture her.

“What do you mean by not talking?” Fu Zhou knew that even if Wu Su didn’t kill the girl, she still had something to do with this case.

He ordered the City Guards to detain Wu Su.  The housekeeper, Mr. Liu, couldn’t help but reminded him in a low voice.

“Master Fu, Your Highness the Ninth Prince has ordered us not let the servants of Prince Jing’s mansion go out.”

“We are just taking such a person back for questioning. If His Royal Highness asks, just ask him to come to my prison to find them.”  Fu Zhou thought for a moment, then made a decision.

The matter is of great importance.  If the Imperial City Division is allowed to solve the case first, the Eldest Princess will be credited, and it would be difficult for him to explain this to the Crown Prince.

What’s more, His Highness the Ninth Prince is still presiding over the formation for the Heaven-Worshipping Ceremony, so he won’t be able to come out and care about the City Guard’s affairs for a while.

“Take her back and lock her up.” Fu Zhou ordered.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wu Su was dragged out of the house.  Her head was hanging down, and she didn’t have any emotional fluctuations.

She just felt a little helpless, why did things happen like this?

Wu Su knew that even if she had a voice and could explain, they would not listen.

If she is really decided to be the murderer, will she be sent to be executed?

Wu Su was thinking wildly. Her injured shoulder was very painful, so her body trembled slightly.

“I heard Wei Li mention you.” A City Guard, who was standing nearby, said suddenly, and Wu Su guessed that he was the “A’Cun” Wei Li was always talking about.

“She said you were a weirdo, and she didn’t like you. From today’s perspective, her dislike is not wrong.” A’Cun said.

Wu Su tilted her head, her hair falling from her shoulders like a black river flowing slowly along the undulating ridgeline.

She knew that people hate demons, so what Wei Li said was right.

Fang Xiuzhi, wasn’t she also killed by a demon?

The City Guards acted swiftly and resolutely, and Wu Su was pushed forward with her eyes covered.

She didn’t know where she had been taken, she only felt that she had turned many corners, and the temperature around her was getting colder and colder.

Finally, the black cloth covering her eyes was lifted, and the guards put chains on her hands and feet.

Wu Su’s foot moved slightly, and the heavy chain was pulled a little, making a rattling sound.

She squinted her eyes to adjust to the light around her, and in the dim candlelight, she saw bloodstains on the chains.

Wu Su’s hands were hanging loosely by her side. When the guards pushed her away, she lost her support and fell limply to the ground.

If she didn’t use spells, Wu Su’s body is so fragile – she is only a current of chaotic energy that took the form of a demon, and her form will dissipate with a light blow.

Wu Su was thinking about how to escape, but even if she used spells, she couldn’t break free from the chain.

She blinked in distress, a little bewildered.

The arm that was injured by the guards still hurts, but Wu Su’s wrists are bound with a thick chain, and she can’t lift it.

“Why are you pretending to be pitiful now?” One of the guards said indignantly.

“When you started killing people, why didn’t you think so much? That girl is just an embroiderer, and she has a seriously ill mother at home. How could you do it?”

Wu Su’s long eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a gloomy shadow in the dim candlelight deep in the black prison.

She continued to shake her head.  If she didn’t do it, she didn’t do it.

She didn’t take the initiative to kill anyone.

Wu Su knew that the yin and yang energies generated when living beings died were hard-won.

When they were about to die, their fresh and vigorous ideas of survival were connected with the world, but they were pulled into the abyss by death.

Life and death are hanging by a thread, so this chaotic and unknown energy is pulled out.

She respects life and never initiates death.

The guard couldn’t help but stare at her with resentment, and walked out after a long time, closing the cell door.

The area around Wu Su became quiet.

She knew that she couldn’t break free from this heavy chain made by humans.  The only spells she knew were simple concealment and flying.

Since she couldn’t break free, she didn’t try, so as not to waste energy.

Wu Su moved backwards, the chains around her body clattering coldly, and she tucked herself into a corner.

Her spiritual consciousness is still clear and pure, without resentment or grievance, and she does not have any strong emotions.

Getting caught is getting caught, that’s all.

Anyway—they couldn’t kill her.

Enduring the pain, Wu Su leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

This sleep lasted until the next day.

She was dragged out early in the morning.  Fu Zhou wanted to interrogate her himself.

Being able to talk is a good thing for Wu Su.

Wu Su was taken in front of Fu Zhou and tied to the rack. The bun she had combed yesterday was scattered, and the messy strands of hair hung down from her temples.

She was very calm, and looked at Fu Zhou with pure indifference, which made Fu Zhou feel that she was a dangerous person.

No one has been locked up in a black prison for a day and can still be so quiet, without any fear.

“Name?” Fu Zhou asked.

“Wu Su.”

“Why did you kill Fang Xiuzhi?” Fu Zhou randomly recorded Wu Su’s name.

“I didn’t kill her.”

“You didn’t kill her, so who did it?” Fu Zhou sneered.

“It’s a demon.” Wu Su knew that the black figure that jumped into the water must not be human.

“How could there be a demon in Yundu?” Fu Zhou was amused by what she said.

“Yundu is extremely safe, and the City Guard on duty also said that he didn’t see anything unusual.”

Wu Su really wanted to tell Fu Zhou that what was in front of him was also a monster.

She said to Fu Zhou seriously: “My lord, I’m sure what I saw was a demon. He fled into the river.”

“Assuming what you said is true, why did you show up at Fang Xiuzhi’s house?”

“Fang Xiuzhi’s mother is dying, and she had to take medicine that night. I just delivered the medicine for her.”

“And why did you happen to meet Fang Xiuzhi who was dying? She had been pierced through her heart and she had lost consciousness long ago. How did you know where her home is from her dead mouth?” Fu Zhou asked a series of questions

Wu Su kept silent, the answers to these questions were all secrets about her identity.

“My lord, I’ve told you everything I know.” Wu Su said softly.

“The City Guard who was on duty that night, he didn’t look around the arch bridge, so he didn’t see the demon, and he didn’t see me either.”

“Your words are full of mistakes and omissions.” Fu Zhou wrote furiously in the book, and he no longer believed Wu Su’s words.

He wanted to hand in the results of the interrogation immediately, and present them before the Emperor of Yundu, so that His Highness the Crown Prince could take credit for it.

“Hmm…” Wu Su responded softly, “My lord, I agree with you.”

She was afraid of pain, and worried that the adult would torture her if he couldn’t get the answers he wanted from her, so she confessed directly.

Hearing her calm words, Fu Zhou suddenly got up angrily, leaned over, and strangled her neck tightly.

“Her life was so hard, how could you bear to do it?” Fu Zhou gritted his teeth and stared at Wu Su angrily.

His fingers clenched tighter and tighter, as if the fingertips were about to tear into the flesh of Wu Su’s neck. At the lower end of his fingertips, black and white air currents vaguely entwined.

Fu Zhou finally let go, without noticing this abnormality.

Wu Su leaned against the torture rack, coughing several times after being choked, and blood rose faintly from the bottom of her throat.

She opened her mouth, but couldn’t make a sound because of the pain.

“Escort her down and keep her under strict supervision. I will enter the palace in person to meet the emperor.”

Wu Su was dragged down to the prison cell again.

——

At this moment in Yundu Palace, Emperor Pei Chu looked at Pei Jiuzhi who appeared in front of him, very surprised.

“Father, this is a talisman paper given to me by the elders in my sect. I can attach a little of my spiritual consciousness to the talisman paper. Don’t panic.” Pei Jiuzhi said in a deep voice.

“I already know what caused the death of the woman under the Yundu Arch Bridge. It was done by demons. I traced the direction of the evil energy and found a crack in the seal at the bottom of the river. The energy of the Immortal Island obtained from this ceremony should be used to repair this first.”

Pei Jiuzhi told Pei Chu what he had investigated.

“Jiuzhi, are you sure the seal of Yundu has been weakened?” Pei Chu panicked.

“Yes.” Pei Jiuzhi answered with closed eyes. He stood in the resplendent hall, with his back straight, as graceful as an exiled immortal.

“Then it’s up to you.” Pei Chu responded, pinching his brows, feeling a little worried.

At this time, a notification came from outside the hall, saying that Fu Zhou, the commander of the City Guard, asked to see him.

When Fu Zhou entered, he was a little surprised to see Pei Jiuzhi.

He lifted up his robe and knelt on the ground, saluted respectfully, and handed over his file on Wu Su’s interrogation.

“Your Majesty, in the case of the death of a woman in Yundu, I have found the murderer, and it was a maid in Prince Jing’s mansion.”

“Fu Zhou.” Pei Jiuzhi’s cold voice rang out inside the hall.

“Ninth Highness, I’m here.” For some reason, Fu Zhou felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet.

“What is the maid’s name?”

“Wu Su.”

Suddenly, the awe-inspiring aura made Fu Zhou unable to lift his head. His back trembled, and he felt frost all over his body.

Even the emperor Pei Chu looked at Pei Jiuzhi in shock.