The gorgeous dungeon is very spacious, worth three thatched huts in the Jiang family. The beds inside are exquisite, the bedding is gorgeous, the curtains are low, and the carpet is soft. All kinds of applications are available.

Moreover, although the room is underground, it is not damp at all and is dry and pleasant.

What surprised the little girl the most was that there was a wooden barrel paved with embroidered cloth in a cloth tent in the corner of the wall.

Jiang Dexin, who had enjoyed happiness when he was a child, went to take a look. Just as he was about to explain, the jar on the side said, "This is Hu Zi, that... used."

"Which one?" Jiang Mianer asked.

"That... come out of the court." Tanzi blushed.

"Take it...shy?" Jiang Mianer couldn't believe it.

Jiang Dexin asked, "Dragon, have you remembered something again?"

"No... Master, I have a headache when I think about it." Tanzi said quickly.

"Oh, in order to take you in, I could only declare my slave family as a masterless beggar. This is probably a waste of your life." Jiang Dexin sighed.

"Master, if it weren't for you, I would have starved to death and froze to death." Tanzi said with his head down.

"Janzi, if we can't survive this time, you may be sold by the government. I hope you can make a good family."

Jiang Hao was anxious: "Dad, we have lived in such a good room, so it should be fine."

Jiang Dexin looked around and said slowly: "Just say that, I feel it's okay."

But a hint of enlightenment arose in Jiang Hao's heart. He felt that he might have thought it was wrong.

...

The Jiang family lived comfortably.

The big bed was given to Jiang Mu and Mianer. Three men of all sizes were sleeping on the ground. Fortunately, the carpet was thick and soft, and the climate was suitable, which was not bad.

However, the food was too bad.

Clear soup is poorly watery, rotten vegetables and moldy rice, with a pungent taste, and it is difficult to swallow.

Before, Master Tang could have sent some delicious food, but now there is no news at all.

Prisoner Lao Li often showed his gratitude before, but now he occasionally comes over, but he just put down the food silently and left in a hurry.

Old Li was injured and had a cloth wrapped around his head, which made Jiang Hao feel a little sad.

Two days later, Jiang Hao finally realized that he had really thought it was wrong. It might just be a coincidence that poor food was the real treatment now.

Not only did he figured it out, Mianer felt something was wrong. The gorgeous bed was no longer attractive to her, and her small face frowned and twisted into a mess.

Five days later, several prisoners, led by a clerk, came to the gorgeous dungeon and gave an order: "Take it away!"

The prison guard stepped forward and tied Jiang's father, Jiang's mother and Mian'er in all his hands and feet, but let Jiang Hao and Tanzi go.

Immediately, I pushed and shoved, and took five people out of the dungeon and came to the yard last time.

In fact, it is no longer a yard. The courtyard wall collapsed and has not been built yet. It was just a little cleaned up and turned into an open space.

Like the last assessment, the executioner stood with a knife, and except Jiang Hao, the other four people knelt on the ground.

The difference is that there are five executioners! There is one more than last time! It is actually a posture that you can't even let go of the jar!

In addition, the executioner did not look like he was last time, but stood calmly and solemnly, wearing neatly, with a long red gown. Even the knife was much more delicate, slender, narrow and inconspicuous.

Among the people present, only a few could recognize that these five knives were extremely difficult.

This is the soul-killing knife! While cutting off the head, it also cuts off the soul to prevent the constant evil thoughts and the breeding of the demonic path, which will harm the world.

Today, the five members of the Jiang family, including the Tanzi, will undergo soul identification. As long as any of them has traces of demon cultivators, the five will be destroyed by the Soul-Slaying Sword at the same time, and their bodies and souls will be destroyed!

At the same time, everyone in the Jiang family's mansion and the other branches will die under the Soul-killing Sword! Including slaves and servants.

The Chinese Dynasty’s defense against demon cultivators is so harsh. The theory that demon cultivators have bloodlines is very easy to spread within the clan. As long as there is a hint of clue, the roots will be eradicated within the blood relatives.

As for slaves and tragic servants, it is considered an unintentional disaster.

After the desk table, an old man in purple official uniform sat upright in the middle, the county government inspector Hong Jia stood on the side, and other followers stood on both sides of the desk table.

A stone table was set up directly opposite the desk, and an object similar to a Lingxi mirror was placed on it, but the size was nearly twice as small. This mirror was exquisite in style, with a faint treasure light, and looked very dazzling, but after watching it for a long time, he was a little restless.

The old man in purple clothes said in a deep voice: "Chen Jiang Hao!"

Jiang Hao bowed: "Xiao Xiu is here."

"I'll ask you, have you ever known about the demon cultivator?"

"I heard of it once, and I just listened to it as strange things."

"Have you ever practiced magical techniques?"

"No."

"Have you ever taken the magic cultivator's inner alchemy?"

"No." Jiang Hao said casually. He had no idea what the inner alchemy of the demon cultivator was.

After saying that, he immediately felt alert.

The inner alchemy of the demon cultivator?

Demonic cultivator’s inner alchemy!

Is the colorful glass beads I swallowed that time actually a demon cultivator's inner alchemy?

Jiang Hao buzzed in his head, and his mind suddenly lost!

Yes! What I swallowed seems to be the inner alchemy of the demon cultivator!

Hiding deeply, elusive, violent, drunk as if you are alive! All these are indeed the temperament of a demon cultivator!

It's over, it's really going to die! The whole family dies together!

This time I can't escape no matter what!

Jiang Hao was cold all over, from the inside to the outside!

His fearful expression fell into the eyes of everyone and did not attract much attention. In such an occasion, it is common for a child and a half, to be afraid.

If you keep answering questions in a steady and moderate manner, that is really doubtful.

"Okay, Jiang Hao, on the stone table, it's a mirror. You just need to put your palm on it and activate the meridians to see it. Go." The old man in purple clothes continued.

Jiang Hao didn't move, he didn't hear it at all, and his mind was roaring.

"Cultivator Jiang Hao!" The old man in purple was slightly angry and shouted loudly. The voice contained some kind of martial arts, which made most people in the field roar in the ears.

"Ah..." Jiang Hao suddenly woke up and bowed: "Sir!"

The old man in purple clothes was speechless. His words were ignored by others. When was the last time?

The inspector Hong Jia naturally would not let Shangfeng repeat the orders, and immediately shouted: "Bold Jiang Hao, he didn't come to the stone table quickly and used his palm to activate the meridians."

"Yes." Jiang Hao replied, feeling sad, turning around and taking steps, his steps as heavy as a thousand pounds.

It's stupid, it's okay to pick the ground milk, but I actually swallowed beads of unknown origin. Although it was swallowed by mistake, if I hadn't held the beads in my mouth and looked at the road, how could it have led to today's disaster!

A temporary loss will affect the whole family's life, and I regret it!

If you can't escape, any official present is extremely powerful. If you don't submit, you will be strong.

Alas, it’s just the difference between dying early and dying late.

I, Jiang Hao, have no regrets about death. But it is a great sin to implicate my parents, sisters and the slaughter!

Thinking about it so messyly and walking slowly, Jiang Hao finally came to the stone table.

He focused for a moment, turned around and looked back at his family, then clasped his palms in the mirror, closed his eyes, and slowly activated his internal force.

He thought, use less effort, what if he could hide it?

Unfortunately, high-end things like Lingtong Mirror will not be confused by these tricks.

As soon as Jiang Hao's palm was put on, a powerful suction force came from the mirror. Not only did he firmly suck his palm, but he also quickly extracted the spiritual energy from Jiang Hao's meridians!

Jiang Hao was both surprised and sad. It was over, and there was no loophole to take advantage of!

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Hao felt the aura pulled away by the mirror, and returned to his arm and continued to wander inside his body.

That feeling is like a mirror becoming a part of the meridians, and the spiritual energy is still running in the body.

However, as soon as he pulled and released, all the spiritual energy in the meridians was mobilized. Even if Jiang Hao did not guide him, he would still run rapidly, and he was getting faster and faster, and he was not controlled at all.

After several breaths, the spiritual energy in Jiang Hao's meridians had reached a very crazy level. With Jiang Hao's cultivation experience, he never relied on his own thoughts to activate the spiritual energy so quickly.

The water-dripping state immediately appeared in the meridians. The water droplets condensed and sank out of thin air. Each drop of water emitted a slight light, and as the spiritual energy moved, it was as bright and dark as the breath was.

At the same time, the rapid operation of the meridians allowed the unrefined spiritual energy in Jianghao's machine to quickly condense into water mist, and then quickly condense into water droplets.

The speed was too fast, and the meridians were slowly unbearable. A faint pain slowly came, and soon became clear, tingling, and unbearable.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Hao was frightened to find that he suddenly lost other feelings about his body. There was only endless tingling pain in his entire meridians, his soul shrank sharply, and he shivered.

He couldn't figure out whether the beads came out or not, and he couldn't feel the spiritual energy in the meridians belonged to him or was emitted by the beads.

In the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Hao suddenly changed his condition after he clapped his hands on the mirror.
To be continued...