I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 385 I'm such a pervert!
At the same time, Xiao Jingfan noticed that the wing of the butterfly hairpin in Chu Liuzheng's hair was missing a piece.

He initially thought it was broken, but upon closer inspection, he realized it wasn't just missing a piece; instead, a black beetle had crawled out.

"Don't move." He raised one hand and pressed down on Chu Liuzheng's shoulder, while reaching his other hand toward her head. "The Shadow Chaser is on your hairpin."

Chu Liuzheng: !!!

"Wait!" She reached out and grabbed Xiao Jingfan's wrist. "It's poisoned."

【Dr. Feng hasn't arrived yet. What if I get poisoned and break my hand?】

It's incredibly tragic to even think about.

Xiao Jingfan: "..."

Is it that serious?
"Let me do it." Tongniang walked over and easily plucked the Shadow-Chasing Insect from the butterfly hairpin, putting it into a small box the size of a palm.

Judging from its appearance, it looks somewhat like a box for storing cosmetics.

Seeing Chu Liuzheng staring at it, she smiled and handed it to him: "Take this and play with it."

I don't really want to play.

That's what he thought, but Chu Liuzheng still reached out and took it.

She felt that Feng Jing must really want it.

Feng Jing really wanted it, but unfortunately he couldn't find it after searching around. Since he couldn't delay with Si Yue, he had to give up for the time being and jog to catch up with the others.

"Shadow Chaser." Chu Liuzheng saw him catch up and handed him the box containing the Shadow Chaser.

Feng Jing was delighted: "No wonder I couldn't find it; it was here all along."

He opened the box and found the little shadow-chasing insect lying motionless, unsure whether it was terrified or asleep.

Xiao Jingfan glanced at it sideways and asked, "How do the Shadow Chasing Bugs find people?"

“Blood.” After confirming that the Shadow Chaser was still alive, Feng Jing closed the box and put it into the cloth bag at his waist. “Anyone bitten by the Shadow Chaser will be remembered by it.”

"Before releasing the Shadow Chaser to find someone, let it eat its fill first, and then let it come into contact with the blood of the person it is looking for. This way, no matter how far away the person is, it will be able to find them, whether they are alive or dead."

This is what makes the shadow cricket so precious.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jingfan glanced at the plaster on Chu Liuzheng's neck, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

Chu Liuzheng asked curiously, "What do Shadow Chasing Bugs eat?"

“Insects naturally eat insects,” Feng Jing said, “but they also eat venom and flower nectar.”

"If you want it to be more venomous and sting more fiercely, feed it venom once a day. If not, use flower dew collected at night, which will make its carapace more beautiful."

Can't Chu Liuzheng imagine how black back armor can become beautiful and shiny?

“The carapace of the Shadow Chaser isn’t naturally black,” Feng Jing pointed to Xiao Jingfan’s outer robe, “but rather a royal blue like this.”

Chu Liuzheng glanced at Xiao Jingfan's clothes and thought that this color looked quite nice.

Feng Jingdao said, "The stronger the venom of the Shadow Chaser Insect, the darker the color of its carapace, with black being the darkest. Feeding it flower dew continuously for a month will gradually fade the color until it turns back to sapphire blue."

Chu Liuzheng imagined it for a moment, then decisively reached out to Feng Jing: "Give it back to me, I regret it."

Feng Jing: "..."

He clutched the cloth bag tightly.

Chu Liuzheng reached out persistently.

The two were locked in a stalemate.

In the end, Dr. Feng saved the little Shadow Chaser by doing a favor for the child.

Chu Liuzheng, who had gained a favor from the divine doctor for nothing, put his hands on his hips and said: "I'm so happy!"
Everyone returned to the military camp, and Feng Jing ran off to check on Si Yue's condition.

Chu Liuzheng was also worried about Siyue, but in the past, besides standing there, she was really not very useful and took up space. It would be better for her to stay and do something she could, such as volunteering to the emperor to interrogate Zheng Qianqian.

As long as something useful is found during the investigation, it can be considered a merit.

Xiao Jingfan was usually quite happy when Chu Liuzheng voluntarily revealed information. Thus, the task of interrogating Zheng Qianqian fell to Chu Liuzheng.

Chu Liuzheng made a request: "Your Majesty, could you lend me a pair of silk gloves, sir?"

In case she decides to search Zheng Qianqian or something, having silk gloves will make things easier.

Xiao Jingfan naturally agreed.

*
Inside the tent where numerous instruments of torture were laid out, Zheng Qianqian, whose face was no longer so green, slowly woke up.

"You're awake." Chu Liuzheng, his face covered except for his eyes, waved to him in a friendly manner.

The borrowed silk gloves were a bit too big for her; as she bent her fingers, they climbed up an inch, revealing a section of her snow-white skin.

Zheng Qianqian looked around: "Is this a military camp?"

“Yes.” Chu Liuzheng picked up an iron whip covered in barbs from the long table. The barbs were still stained with dried blood, and it looked very painful.

Wow, it's pretty heavy.

Chu Liuzheng almost lost his grip. He turned his back to Zheng Qianqian and shook it, only to find that he couldn't shake it at all.

She glared at the iron whip, "Who is this heavy for?"
While she was testing the torture instruments, Zheng Qianqian tried to break free of the iron chains binding him, but found that his dantian was as if sealed, and he could not exert any internal strength.

Even the Ghostly Beast, which was connected to his life, remained completely still, as if it were dormant.

"Don't waste your energy, you're just a fish on a chopping board right now." Chu Liuzheng heard the noise, put the iron whip back on the table, and turned to look at him.

Zheng Qianqian frowned and stared at her warily: "Who are you?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Chu Liuzheng raised his hand and ran it from his shoulder to his leg. "Of course it's the person who interrogated you."

Zheng Qianqian: "..."

Zheng Qianqian: "..."

He frowned as he scrutinized the strangely dressed woman in front of him. His expression was calm, but his eyes were probing. He had completely lost the arrogant attitude he had shown in the forest, and he even seemed to have gained some intelligence.

[Tsk, it seems Yin Lanci's disciples are all quite cunning.]

Chu Liuzheng felt that they still needed to find the right pain point to address.

She picked and chose from a variety of instruments of torture, and finally selected a light and handy one—a branding iron.

The branding iron in the charcoal brazier was glowing red-hot, clearly extremely hot.

Chu Liuzheng took the branding iron out of the charcoal brazier and examined it carefully with his eyes lowered.

[It's even heart-shaped! Are they trying to give prisoners of war a little heart tattoo? Ugh, what a twisted sense of humor!]

She walked slowly toward Zheng Qianqian with the branding iron in her hand, being careful not to burn herself the whole time.

[Burned so red-hot, a single blow would melt your skin. The person who invented this form of torture is utterly inhuman.]

"What do you want to do?" Zheng Qianqian pressed closer to him without making a sound.

"What I want to do depends on whether you cooperate or not." Chu Liuzheng held up the branding iron in front of him, seemingly figuring out where to start.

Feeling the searing heat of the branding iron, and thinking that it would burn him, Zheng Qianqian involuntarily clenched his teeth and tensed up his whole body.

"Don't be nervous." Chu Liuzheng smiled, his originally harmless eyes taking on a sinister and eerie look under the red branding iron.

"I just want to ask you a few questions. Answer honestly, and I promise I won't stab you with this iron block."

Zheng Qianqian: "What's the problem?"

"You are Yin Lanci's disciple, so you should know where Yin Lanci is right now, right?"

Zheng Qianqian answered immediately: "In Longkou Town."

“Lying.” Chu Liuzheng raised the branding iron, held it up next to his face, and laughed in a high-pitched voice, “Hehe, young man, your face is really handsome, it would be a shame not to brand it with a heart.”

【Ew~ I'm such a pervert!】

(End of this chapter)