Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 304 Do not refrain from doing good because it is small

Lin Jiang glanced at the small ginseng, then noticed a group of palace maids hiding behind a pillar not far away, cautiously watching her, their eyes seemingly gleaming.

This little guy is indeed adorable.

He walked straight to the ginseng plant and plopped down next to it.

Xiao Shanshen was still in a daze when Lin Jiang suddenly appeared. She was startled and immediately stood up, gesturing at him.

When he recognized Lin Jiang, the little guy didn't act as loudly as usual. Instead, he lowered his head, and the leaves on his head looked slightly wilted.

"What's wrong? Are you blaming me for not bringing you along again?" Lin Jiang reached out and gently touched the small ginseng.

Before heading to the main battlefield, Lin Jiang worried that Xiao Shan's participation in the conference would be reduced to a delicacy, so she temporarily entrusted her to Old Zhao's care. Therefore, although she participated in the final battle, she only experienced half of the journey.

"Lin Jiang." Xiao Shan tugged at Lin Jiang's clothes, looking aggrieved, and then shook her head, saying, "I'm so weak. I can't help you. I wanted to travel the world with you and uphold justice, but I found that I can't beat those bad guys."

“Those people are top-tier villains. If it really comes down to a head-on confrontation, I am no match for them.”

In a one-on-one fight, he can probably handle an average star player. He can't kill them, but he can definitely beat them senseless.

Eighth Heaven? Forget it.

"But I just want to fight evil and promote good with you. If this continues, I'm afraid I'll never be able to do it." Little Ginseng's voice was even more sorrowful.

Lin Jiang carefully held the small ginseng in his palm, gently stroking it, and softened his voice:

“Divine Herb Lord, think carefully, why did you want to become a great hero in the first place?”

"For...for the purpose of punishing evil and promoting good?"

Of the four phrases "punishing evil and promoting good," which do you think carries the most weight?

"I...I think they're all quite important."

"Yes. Both 'punishing evil' and 'promoting good' are important. Do not do evil because it is insignificant, and do not neglect good because it is insignificant."

Upon hearing this, Koyama nodded emphatically.

The gloom in her heart seemed to have been swept away.

Having a pure mind has this advantage. Many people who have experienced too much of the mortal world will find themselves stuck in this mental bottleneck for a long time.

Small ginseng won't do that.

"Would the Divine Herb Lord still be willing to travel with me in the future?"

"Of course!" Little Ginseng regained his spirits, put his hands on his hips, and said, "I want to go with you to spread good!"

"That's good."

Lin Jiang chuckled and rubbed the small ginseng leaves, and the small ginseng responded with a silly grin.

At that very moment, Lin Jiang suddenly noticed a palace maid approaching from not far away.

After glancing at Lin Jiang, the latter gracefully bowed to him and said:
"My lord, the Imperial Advisor has instructed me to take you to the Ministry of Justice."

Lin Jiang looked up at the time; it was indeed almost time.

"Thank you for your trouble."

……

Lin Jiang was soon led to the Ministry of Justice by a palace maid.

On his way there, he caught a glimpse of several familiar faces, all of whom were old acquaintances he had met at the Ministry of Justice.

He looked around but couldn't see Gao Xuan anywhere.

After what happened last time, Lin Jiang knew that Gao Xuan's mind was too gloomy and complicated, and it was really not advisable to get too close to him.

Yu Wenyun was not imprisoned in a dungeon. According to his cultivation level, it didn't matter where he was imprisoned, whether it was a dungeon, a wilderness, a high mountain, or a flowing river.

Lin Jiang looked into the hall along the palace path and saw several dark iron chains hanging in the center of the hall, with a man suspended from them. The man was only wearing a thin shirt, and two iron nails with gleaming light were pierced through his collarbone; a circle of cold, gleaming steel needles were densely inserted into the leather belt tightly bound around his waist and abdomen.

These things are specifically designed to regulate the flow of Qi in the Dantian area. They are a kind of "chaotic Qi technique" that uses external objects to control Qi. Once you are affected by them, even someone at the eighth level of the Heavenly Realm can only stay there obediently.

Apart from that, he had no new injuries, only a pair of wide-open eyes with a stiff, unchanging smile like a stone statue.

The Imperial Preceptor was standing intently in front of Yu Wenyun when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Lin Jiang who had arrived.

He smiled and nodded at Lin Jiang, waiting for Lin Jiang to walk to his side before looking at Yu Wenyun together.

Yu Wenyun, who was hanging in mid-air, saw the two of them and immediately burst into laughter:

"Imperial Preceptor! You've brought this young master here? How tragic! It seems I'll become his food!"

"If she were a soft, pretty girl, I might be interested in taking a bite," Lin Jiang said, glancing at him with undisguised disdain. "Unfortunately, you're just a rough guy."

"Haha! I'm not a girl, I truly am ashamed before you, young master!"

Yu Wenyun burst into laughter again, his expression completely unlike that of a prisoner being tortured.

Seeing his appearance, the Imperial Advisor sighed deeply:
"The original Yu general was also like this, but he was never this crazy. I just don't know what evil things that brat did to my Daxing army."

"Shall I give it a try?" Lin Jiang pointed at Yu Wenyun.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, young master. If you don't have any other means, then I'm afraid we'll have no choice but to send him to the guillotine."

Lin Jiang stared at Yu Wenyun.

In terms of Qi perception, Lin Jiang was unable to detect anything unique about Yu Wenyun.

He did indeed have a faint, strange smell about him.

Staring for too long can be slightly uncomfortable.

It was obviously impossible to eat the other person; Lin Jiang couldn't find a single part of the person in front of him that he could bite.

Use your Qi.

Lin Jiang walked straight up to Yu Wenyun and decisively placed his hand on the other's head.

Immediately afterwards, he poured his vital energy into the man in front of him.

As the Qi slowly flowed in, Yu Wenyun's expression remained unchanged, but veins gradually appeared on his face.

Veins bulged all the way down his neck, up his upper body, and then down his arms, while cold sweat trickled down his body. "Young master, if you were to go to the Ministry of Justice with your skills, I think Gao Xuan would be very pleased."

Lin Jiang remained silent.

He noticed something unusual on the other person's forehead.

Veins bulged on Yu Wenyun's forehead, and a crack appeared in the very center.

The next moment, a bright red bead squeezed out from between her foreheads and floated lightly in mid-air.

Yu Wenyun finally couldn't help but let out a low groan.

He felt as if he had been struck on the head with a heavy hammer, and he shook violently twice before slumping down, half-conscious and half-asleep.

The Imperial Advisor reached out and grabbed at the air, and the floating red bead immediately fell into his palm.

The bead's shape closely resembled the object inside the garrison commander's body, but its color was even more profound, faintly tinged with a dark red blood-like light.

It belongs to the same kind of evil creature, but it is even more filthy to Lin Jiang.

Lin Jiang turned his gaze back to Yu Wenyun, who was shaking his head and slowly raising his face.

That frozen smile is still etched on his face:

"And you still say you're not an executioner... a knife cutting flesh is nothing more than an appetizer to you..."

The speaker paused abruptly at this point.

The smile on his face slowly disappeared, and the light in his eyes vanished in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes, silently sliding down to her chin.

Lin Jiang was greatly shocked.

There was actually a general who was so tormented by his own actions that he cried?

Could this method really be a form of torture?

Yu Wenyun cried until she reached her breaking point, then suddenly lowered her head, tears streaming down her face, and a low murmur escaped her throat:

"How tragic and abhorrent I am! I have committed such a heinous crime! I wish I could bury myself alive under the mountain!"

His voice trembled, his grief was heartfelt, and tears seemed to well up from the depths of his soul.

His previously frozen, eerie smile instantly transformed into an equally eerie crying face.

Seeing his appearance, the Imperial Advisor seemed to be shocked as well, wiping his eyes with his hand: "That's wonderful."

Lin Jiang: "?"

No, why are you crying? You don't seem to have a very good relationship with him, do you?

Lin Jiang felt that either the old bald man was acting, or the person crying wasn't Yu Wenyun at all.

However, the scene of these two grown men crying did not last long, and the Imperial Advisor quickly readjusted his emotions.

He walked up to Yu Wenyun and asked:
"General Yu, what happened to you? Why do you look like this? And what happened to the First Prince?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Wenyun looked up at the Imperial Preceptor, tears streaming down his face.

"I don't know either. When the General's Mansion decided to support the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince seemed to be acting strangely. But after we talked for a while, I felt that the strangeness about him disappeared. I guess I was also confused at that time."

The General's Mansion had already run into trouble before it supported the First Prince.

This takes quite a long time.

Unfortunately, the eldest prince is already dead, and his three souls and seven spirits have vanished without a trace, making it somewhat difficult to find out what he did back then.

"Alas, Grand Preceptor! I have no face to live on in this world! I have been corrupted by treacherous men, who nearly put the Great Xing in mortal danger. I am ashamed before the nation and its people! Please take me to the Southern Frontier, behead me and display my head to the people. I believe the mountain spirits will know that my cultivation will surely become an insurmountable barrier, forever guarding the Southern Frontier, so that foreign enemies will never be able to set foot there."

Yu Wenyun was still in tears. Upon hearing this, the Imperial Preceptor pondered for a moment, then slowly shook his head:

"Too wasteful. Before his death, Fang Changqing had already wiped out nearly half of the southern border garrison. They have been unable to recover for over a decade and are certainly incapable of attacking Daxing again. According to the law... you should be stripped of your official position and exiled to the northern border. As for this belt that suppresses Qi at your waist..."

The Imperial Advisor's gaze swept over the other man's waist. "I probably won't untie it for you."

"That's fine, I should be able to take down several battalions on the grassland together."

After saying this, the Imperial Preceptor and Lin Jiang no longer needed to stay here. The Ministry of Justice would take over Yu Wenyun's duties, but they couldn't just abandon him, since no one could be sure if it was just an act.

However, the Imperial Advisor believed that Yu Wenyun was no longer under the control of the calamity, after all, the red bead in his hand was quite heavy.

After the two left the Ministry of Justice, the Imperial Preceptor led the way in silence, with Lin Jiang following behind.

As they walked deeper into the corridor, Lin Jiang noticed that there were fewer and fewer people around them until finally, only the two of them remained on the entire corridor.

Lin Jiang also realized that they seemed to have reached the depths of the palace.

He looked around and felt a strange sensation.

It's as if these connecting corridors here are endless; if someone were to be lost among them, they would probably become completely disoriented.

The Imperial Advisor only stopped when he reached the deepest part of the palace.

Lin Jiang looked up and saw a tall, tightly closed gate in front of him.

The gate was vermilion and sealed tightly.

The Imperial Advisor stared at the gate for a moment, then turned to look at Lin Jiang:
"Son."

"I'm here."

"His Majesty is inside."

"What do you need me to do?"

The Imperial Advisor remained silent for a moment:

"Young master, may I see... if it is possible to eat His Majesty?"

Lin Jiang: "?"

P.S.: There was a part that felt wrong, so I revised it, which is why this post is late. Sorry!
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