78: I haven't even looked for you yet, but you came here first?

The Interrogation Room was filled with constant wails. Jiang Lan waved his hand and said, "Alright, take a break."

"It's nothing, boss, I'm not tired!" Yu Zhi said enthusiastically, "We can stop once he spills the beans."

Jiang Lan twitched his lips.

"Alright, then you can whip him for a bit longer, just don't kill him. I'm going out for a while."

With that, Jiang Lan pulled open the iron bars of the Interrogation Room and walked outside.

He stood at the corner for a while, but the System prompt did not appear.

Jiang Lan's eyes flashed.

Not a demon?

However, Jiang Lan didn't go back immediately. Instead, he stood there and waited for a while longer.

A quarter of an hour passed, but the System prompt still didn't appear.

Jiang Lan returned to the Interrogation Room.

"Slap!"

"Are you going to talk or not?"

"Slap!"

"You son of a bitch, are you playing dead with your dad?"

Jiang Lan's eyelids twitched.

He hadn't noticed it before, but Yu Zhi was quite a ruthless person.

When he cursed someone, he even included himself.

As for Huijue, he had long been dazed by the continuous whipping.

"Alright, stop for now."

Yu Zhi's whip, halfway through a swing, immediately stopped.

"Boss, no more hitting?"

"No more hitting. Go call Bao Jing for me and tell him to wait for me at the door."

"Got it!"

Yu Zhi threw down the whip and hurriedly ran out of the Interrogation Room.

Only after Yu Zhi left did Huijue manage to raise his head with some difficulty.

At this moment, his monastic robe on his chest was completely torn, and whip marks mixed with blood had soaked the original yellow robe into a dark red.

"Are you more awake now?"

Huijue was about to nod, but the movement pulled at his wounds, making him wince in pain.

"To torture this Little Monk..."

"Slap!"

Jiang Lan picked up the whip from the ground and directly whipped the latter half of his sentence back.

"Monk, you still don't understand the situation, do you? Let alone whipping you a few times, even if I let you die here, your death would be in vain."

As he spoke, Jiang Lan's Killing Intent was completely undisguised, overwhelming Huijue.

Huijue was just an ordinary monk. How could he have seen such a scene? He almost peed himself in fear.

"Sir... Sir, what do you want to ask?"

Playing with the rattan whip in his hand, Jiang Lan asked, "I just want to ask, what's in your place of quiet cultivation that makes you willing to throw away your life just to stop me from entering?"

"No, no, no... there's nothing at all."

"Nothing?" Jiang Lan raised his eyelids. "Alright, I'll send your body back later. I hope your abbot, for the sake of your tight lips, can arrange a more decent funeral for you."

Huijue was stunned.

After he reacted, he could no longer hold back and cried out, "There really isn't anything, Sir! I don't even know why I stopped you! At that time, an evil fire just went to my head, and somehow I committed this grave mistake. Sir, spare my life!"

"Oh." Jiang Lan smiled. "That's not right. Don't you Buddhists talk about the next life? You must have been practicing Buddhism for quite some time. If I send you down now, and you serve the Buddha well, perhaps you can be reborn into a good family in your next life."

"No, no, no! This Little Monk doesn't want to be liberated yet! Sir, spare my life!"

Huijue pleaded repeatedly.

"This Little Monk doesn't know why I offended you, it was truly unintentional, Sir, spare my life!"

Jiang Lan narrowed his eyes.

It seemed Huijue wasn't lying.

Now that he had been frightened enough, and since the System deemed Huijue a good citizen, Jiang Lan didn't want to commit murder.

"Tell me, what were you thinking when you were yelling at me at Bao Ping Temple earlier?"

"This Little Monk, this Little Monk..." Huijue no longer cared about the pain and began to recall carefully.

After thinking for a long time, he finally said, "It was just a strange impulse... This Little Monk absolutely had no intention of offending you, Sir."

"Alright, then let's put aside what happened just now." Jiang Lan continued, "Next, let's talk about your place of quiet cultivation. If you satisfy me, I'll spare your life."

"This Little Monk will tell you everything I know!"

Seeing that he might be able to save his life, Monk Huijue said repeatedly.

"I won't ask you about anything unusual. Just tell me, is there any place in your temple that you're not allowed to enter?"

"Not allowed to enter?" Huijue thought for a long time, then shook his head with some difficulty, "As far as this Little Monk knows, there is no such place in the temple as you described."

"Are you tired of living?"

"No, no, no, please let this Little Monk think again!"

Huijue quickly shook his head, while his brain began to churn rapidly.

But after thinking for a long time, he still seemed to have no clue, his expression full of distress.

Jiang Lan looked at him, feeling a bit helpless.

This monk, his brain couldn't turn even a little.

He reminded him, "It doesn't have to be a Forbidden Ground. Any place you haven't entered, or can only enter very rarely, counts."

Huijue pondered again. After a moment, he seemed to have thought of something, his expression a bit troubled.

"Sir, this Little Monk can only think of one place, but..."

"Speak."

Jiang Lan released a bit of Killing Intent.

It had to be said that being a monk really cultivated one's mind and nature.

This monk was about to lose his life, yet he still had the nerve to play coy.

Huijue shivered and said repeatedly,

"There are no obstructions anywhere in the temple, except for the abbot's room. This Little Monk has never entered it even once. None of the other Senior Brothers have ever entered it either. Even when delivering vegetarian meals, they only deliver them to the door of the room."

Jiang Lan raised his eyebrows.

Asking this far, it was already pretty much there.

The problem was most likely with the abbot of Bao Ping Temple.

And he also remembered what Huijue said when he drove him away at Bao Ping Temple earlier.

'This is a place of Buddhist cultivation. Without the abbot's command, no one is allowed to enter!'

He said it was a place of Buddhist cultivation, but Jiang Lan felt it was just the monks' dormitory.

Why would entering a dormitory require the abbot's permission?

And he hadn't even entered, just walked around, yet they eagerly came out to drive people away.

Having figured this out, Jiang Lan didn't linger in the Interrogation Room. He pushed open the iron bars and prepared to leave.

Behind him, Huijue's urgent voice sounded.

"Sir, didn't you promise to let me go?"

"Someone will come to release you later. Just wait."

After speaking, Jiang Lan re-locked the cell door.

Walking out of the Interrogation Room, Yu Zhi and Monk Bao Jing were already waiting at the door.

"amitabha." Bao Jing put his palms together. "Demon Subduing Envoy Jiang, what is the purpose of summoning this Little Monk here this time?"

Jiang Lan didn't answer immediately. Instead, he waved his hand at Yu Zhi and said,

"Go and release him."

"Got it!"

Yu Zhi finished speaking and was about to leave when he heard a commotion outside.

The Interrogation Room was not too far from the main gate of the Demon Suppression Division, less than a hundred steps away.

Therefore, Jiang Lan naturally heard the sound.

Not only did he hear it, but because his hearing was beyond ordinary people's, he heard it especially clearly.

"The Demon Suppression Division disregards human life, ignores the law, forcibly enters my Bao Ping Temple and abducts monks. Where is the justice?"

Jiang Lan's expression was strange.

I haven't even looked for you yet, and you've come knocking on my door first?