Chapter 244 The Great Zhou God in Charge of the Rest of Life
The abbot asked Di Renjie and Zhao Ji to wait for a while. Not long after, Jingkong came jogging.

Jingkong had been running for a long time without feeling tired or out of breath. He greeted them leisurely and said, "Greetings to Lord Di and General Zhao. I wonder if you two have called me here to tell me what you want me to do?"

Zhao Ji didn't say anything else and went straight to the point: "What is your position in the Internal Guard?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the monks present changed color.

Jingkong was also surprised: "What...what inner guards, I don't know..."

Zhao Ji did not comment. He flashed to Jingkong's side, quickly grasped his left hand, rolled up his sleeves, revealing the plum blossom.

"Now, you should understand, right?" Zhao Ji said with an unquestionable tone.

Jingkong's left arm was grabbed tightly by Zhao Ji, and his identity was discovered. He felt pain and anxiety, and his face turned pale as paper in an instant.

Di Renjie intervened at the right time and whispered to Zhao Ji: "Chengyuan, let him go."

Upon hearing this, Zhao loosened his clenched hands.

Jingkong was freed and immediately took a deep breath. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and he kept wiping them.

Di Renjie looked at Jingkong with deep eyes and asked slowly: "Master Jingkong, what secrets are there in Hanguang Temple? Who is the mysterious person imprisoned in the temple?"

Jingkong rubbed his pinched left arm, a cold smile appeared on his lips, and his tone was full of warning: "Lord Di, this is not something you should ask! I advise you to be prudent and protect yourself, so as not to bring disaster upon yourself and step into danger!"

Di Renjie took out the red fruit gold talisman from his arms and said, "Master Jingkong, what do you think this is?"

When Jingkong's eyes fell on the golden talisman, his expression suddenly changed, and his astonishment was beyond words: "How...how did this thing end up in your hands?"

Seeing Jingkong lose his composure, Di Renjie used a trick: "Jingkong, His Majesty has personally ordered that this office is fully responsible for the Snake Spirit case. The mysterious person was kidnapped by the Snake Spirit. Please cooperate with the investigation!"

The words were all true, and the token of the Red Fruit Gold Talisman was also real, but when put together they were just a lie.

Jingkong was obviously a little confused, cold sweat broke out on his forehead again. He swallowed and almost agreed.

But he suddenly thought of something and showed a look of doubt again: "That's not right? If His Majesty sent you to investigate this matter, why didn't he even tell you the name of that person?"

Zhao Ji heard this and threatened: "Your Majesty did not tell us the name, but there is indeed such an order. If you have any doubts, you can ask His Majesty!"

"But if the investigation is delayed and the mysterious man escapes, or if His Majesty is dissatisfied, we will have to take the blame on you!"

Jingkong was speechless immediately. After hesitating for a long time, he looked at the Zhuguo Golden Talisman and finally asked, "What do you want to know?"

Di Renjie and Zhao Ji exchanged a satisfied look and said gently, "Please take us to the prison where that mysterious man is imprisoned!"

Jingkong sighed softly and nodded in agreement: "Please follow me."

Having said that, Jingkong took Zhao Ji, Di Renjie and others to the side hall.

The abbot watched everyone walk away, counting the rosary in his hand, then turned around and hurried away.
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When they reached the side hall, Jingkong took the lead, came to the side of the Buddha statue and clapped it three times.

A long handle suddenly extended from the base of the Buddha statue, and Jing Kong turned the handle.

A mechanical transmission sound was heard, and a bottomless tunnel appeared behind the Buddha statue.

Di Renjie, Zhao Ji and Ruyan all looked surprised.

Jingkong held up a candle and led the way: "Everyone, follow me!"

Several people followed Jingkong down the tunnel and went to the dungeon.

No one spoke along the way, but Di Renjie walked and stopped from time to time and saw the iron gates.

Di Renjie couldn't help but sigh: "It's well guarded! But why is this door open?"

Jingkong explained casually: "After the person is taken away, there is naturally no need to lock the door."

Zhao Ji noticed the many iron locks on the door and couldn't help asking, "Who has the keys to these door locks?"

Jingkong's eyes flickered for a moment, and he replied in a low voice: "They are all in the hands of me and several other inner guards..."

Zhao Ji glared at Jing Kong fiercely, and then asked deliberately: "Where are they?"

When Jingkong heard this, his steps suddenly became chaotic, hesitant and unwilling to answer. "Why, is this question difficult to answer?" Di Renjie stared at Jingkong with eyes as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see into his heart.

Under Di Renjie's gaze, Jingkong managed to force out a bitter smile: "No, no, they... they are all in the dungeon. They were killed by Huang Shengyan who came yesterday, including the guards and cooks in the dungeon..."

Upon hearing this, Di Renjie's body trembled slightly and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, while Zhao Ji sneered secretly on the side.

After that, everyone stopped talking and just quickened their pace towards the dungeon.

As expected, we saw many corpses along the way. The causes of death were surprisingly consistent. They were all killed in one blow. They all had narrow wounds on the neck, which looked like they were caused by weapons such as daggers.

Di Renjie looked at the corpses one by one, his eyes sweeping across the sky from time to time. It was obvious that he had guessed the truth, but he did not reveal it.

The group arrived at the dungeon, which was in a mess with many papers scattered on the ground and three monks in white robes lying in the corner.

Di Renjie and Ruyan walked over to check the body, while Zhao Ji stared at Jingkong, not giving him any chance to do anything.

"The way they died is exactly the same as those guards outside the prison!" Di Renjie sighed lightly and shook his head, his tone full of regret.

Jingkong's eyes were wandering as he approached the prison door stealthily, but Zhao Ji quickly grabbed his shoulder.

Zhao Ji looked at Jingkong with a half-smile, his eyes cold and cold: "Master Jingkong, what do you want to do?"

Jingkong was frightened by Zhao Ji's stare and kept backing away: "I, I, I didn't do anything?"

Zhao Ji sneered even more and directly exposed his lie: "You didn't do anything? Then why do you have a dagger hidden in your left sleeve?"

After saying that, he twisted Jingkong's left arm violently. Along with Jingkong's scream, a dagger fell to the ground, and the crisp sound echoed in the dungeon.

Di Renjie walked over to Jingkong and picked up the dagger. "You killed the guards outside the prison and the three monks inside, right?"

"The murder weapon is this dagger!"

Di Renjie circled around Jingkong, his tone grim: "More than a dozen lives, former comrades, killed without a second thought, what a ruthless executioner!"

Jingkong's face was ashen, his face was as pale as gold paper: "Lord...Lord, I, I am forced to do this, this is all the order of the Emperor... Uh, Huang Shengyan! If I don't kill them, I will die..."

"Humph," Di Renjie snorted coldly and looked at Jingkong with disgust, "Who is the person imprisoned here?"

"Di Gong, I can't tell it. If I tell it, the emperor will not let me go!" Jingkong obviously still didn't dare to tell anyone about Yuan Tiangang.

Di Renjie picked up a lot of waste paper on the ground and examined it carefully, but he only saw some astronomical calendars, mathematical formulas, and some weird drawings.

The content is often irrelevant and even Di Renjie can't understand it.

"Are these all left behind by that mysterious man?" Di Renjie asked with raised eyebrows.

Jingkong nodded repeatedly: "Yes, these are all left by him."

Di Renjie asked again: "Do you know what's on top of these?"

Jingkong shook his head and said, "I don't understand. Maybe it's just something he uses to pass the time."

Di Renjie did not comment upon hearing this, but quietly sorted out the waste papers and prepared to take Jingkong out.

Zhao Ji escorted Jingkong out, and they soon returned to the side hall.

However, when Di Renjie and Zhao Ji stepped out of the secret passage and stood on the ground, everyone was stunned.

A group of thousand guards stood in the hall, each holding a weapon, surrounding the exit of the secret passage.

"Lord Di, His Majesty wants to see you!" one of them suddenly spoke.

Ruyan looked at Di Renjie worriedly. Di Renjie indicated that there was no need to panic. He straightened his clothes and calmly followed the Qianniu Guard.

Zhao Jize curled his lips. The emperor still only loved Di Pangpang...

Di Renjie followed the Qianniu Guards to the next hall, only to see Wu Zetian standing with her hands behind her back.

Wu Zetian heard the noise and turned around. Her eyes were extremely cold and stern: "You know, if it happened to someone else today, they would have to spend the rest of their lives in the dungeon of Hanguang Temple!"

(End of this chapter)