The Return of the Demon

The murderer shivered when he looked at the long stick on the donkey's back.

Ning Chen looked at his reaction and sneered: "I'll count to three. If you still refuse to speak, I won't ask anymore. One...two...three..."

After the three words fell, the murderer remained silent even though his face was full of fear.

Ning Chen even wondered if this man was mute.

"Old Feng, open his mouth and take a look..."

Feng Qizheng said: "Are you worried that he has poisonous fangs in his mouth?"

"No, I suspect he has no tongue..." Ning Chen sneered, "He is not a dead soldier. If he fails in the mission of a dead soldier, he will kill himself immediately... If he was a dead soldier, he would have committed suicide long ago."

Feng Qi was pinching open the murderer's mouth, "There is a tongue."

Ning Chen snorted coldly and said, "That's because he doesn't like the methods of our Supervision Department and doesn't want to speak.

Lao Feng, let him taste the taste of a wooden donkey. "

"Okay!"

Feng Qizheng responded, walked over and easily picked up the murderer, hanging it over the wooden donkey, then aimed at the angle and suddenly let go.

The murderer just sat on the wooden stick on the back of the wooden donkey, and immediately let out a cry that didn't sound human anymore.

Everyone present had frightened expressions on their faces, including Ning Chen, who was shaking his head and subconsciously clamped his anus tightly.

But soon, Ning Chen discovered a problem, "Old Feng, why didn't he sit in?"

Feng Qi looked down and said, "Oops... I didn't aim, and it stuck in my ass."

Ning Chen's mouth twitched.

The stick on the donkey's back has a sharpened end... It hurts just thinking about it.

Ning Chen said: "Old Feng, don't be stunned. Let's do it again... this time we have to take aim."

Feng Qizheng responded and was about to take action.

At this time, the murderer screamed in horror, "I said, I said...I said everything, I will tell you whatever you want to know..."

The corners of Ning Chen's lips raised slightly, "It would be great to have known each other so early, why should I suffer this fate.

Old Feng, get him down. "

Feng Qi was lifting him off the wooden donkey's back and throwing him directly in front of Ning Chen.

Ning Chen looked down at him, "Who are you and why did you kill me?"

"My name is Xu Song, and I am ordered to kill you by my master."

Ning Chen frowned, suspecting that this was a fake name...but it didn't matter. Asking the name was just a preamble.

Ning Chen said with a deep look in his eyes: "Who is your master and what is his name?"

"The master's name is Ye Xingjue."

"Ye Xingjue?" Ning Chen's eyes flickered, "Where is he?"

Xu Song hesitated for a moment and said, "Outside the city, Zhonglingfang."

"Where is Zhonglingfang?"

Gao Ziping said: "I know, it looks like a teahouse on the surface... but it's actually a place for talented literati to have trysts. It's not a clean place anyway."

Ning Chen hurriedly said: "Lao Gao, immediately take people to seal this Zhonglingfang for me. If there are not enough manpower, I allow you to mobilize the city defense army in my name."

Gao Ziping nodded, "Okay, I'll go right away!" After saying that, he walked away quickly.

Ning Chen looked at Chen Chong and said, "Old Chen, go back to the palace and invite Yu Die or Xiao Yanxi."

Yudie and Xiao Yanxi are good at painting, and Ning Chen needs their portraits to find Xu Song's owner.

Chen Chong nodded, "Okay, I'll go right away!"

Ning Chen's eyes returned to Xu Song, "What did you use to attack me today?"

Xu Song said: "Sniper rifle."

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, "Did your master make this sniper rifle?"

"yes!"

Ning Chen then asked: "How many of these sniper rifles do you have in total?"

Xu Song sighed and said solemnly: "Just this one. Nothing has ever happened during training. Unexpectedly, a problem occurred today."

Ning Chen sneered, "How can you only build one of such a powerful thing? It seems you are not honest at all. Why don't you get on the wooden donkey and try it again?"

Xu Song screamed in horror, "I didn't lie, everything I said was true. Please give me a clear warning. Please give me a clear lesson."

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and stared at him, "How could your master only make a handful of such a good thing?"

Xu Song asked hurriedly: "The master said it was too difficult. It took him several years to build this one."

Ning Chen's eyes flickered. It was indeed true. With the technology of this world, if he wanted to create such a precise firearm, he would not be able to do it all by himself.

"Why did your master let you assassinate this king?"

Xu Song said in a trembling voice: "My master did not let the villain kill you, but only seriously injured you... My master said, I want to know what it is like when you are on the verge of death? Did you see your hometown when you were dying? Will your soul return? Hometown?”

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed. Could it be that the other party was using him for experiments?

In other words, the other party has been targeting him for more than a day or two.

"I ask you, have you been eyeing me for a long time?"

Xu Song trembled and said hurriedly: "Yes, the master has sent someone to keep an eye on you secretly a long time ago."

Ning Chen snorted coldly, "Tell me carefully, what kind of person is your master?"

Xu Song was silent for a while, then slowly said: "The master is a genius and a strange person."

Ning Chen frowned, "I didn't ask you to praise him... I asked you what he usually likes to do and what he says?"

Xu Song said: "I don't know what the master likes to do. The master has a big box with many strange things in it. The master treasures it and takes it with him wherever he goes.

As for what the master likes to say most on weekdays, it is... Sooner or later, I will definitely go back.

I asked the master where his home is? He said... Oh, a place called Earth."

Ning Chen's eyes shrank violently. He really met a fellow villager in another world.

But people say that when fellow villagers meet, their eyes are full of tears.

But this is a fellow villager meeting a fellow villager and shooting him in the back.

Suddenly, Ning Chen's eyes condensed, and he thought of what the old Taoist said.

The old Taoist said that he had seen a person like himself, but this person had a very extreme and stubborn personality and wanted to go back.

And Xu Song's master let Xu Song shoot and seriously injure himself, wanting to know his dying state, as if he was using him for an experiment to see if he would travel back after death?

Could these two people be the same person?

Ning Chen's eyes flickered. He couldn't understand why the other party, who had traveled through time earlier, had not been famous.

This Ye Xingjue could spend several years to create a sniper rifle, so he should be able to create a musket.

Things like muskets are treasures for any country in this world... As long as they are presented, they will surely become famous and rise to prominence.

Let alone muskets, even poems that are obtained for free can make a good living in this world and become famous.

But why didn't Ye Xingjue do this?

Is it because his cultural level is too low, or his memory is not good, and he can't remember those poems?

But if his cultural level is too low, how could he create a sniper rifle?

Ning Chen's face suddenly changed. When he thought of the other party's low cultural level just now, he inexplicably thought of someone... the second prince.

The second prince was also a traveler, but was poisoned to death in the end.

Before his death, he left behind three poems: "Quiet Night Thoughts", "Mercy for Farmers", and "Plum Blossoms". These three poems are all from elementary school textbooks... Ning Chen concluded at the time that he was not well educated.

Could this Ye Xingjue be the second prince?

Ning Chen was amused by his own thoughts... Because this was too ridiculous, the second prince had been poisoned to death long ago.