Jiaohua

The cellar door was opened, and the slanting sunset light shone in, slightly illuminating the dark and narrow cellar.

There was a person sitting paralyzed in the corner, which was treated favorably. There was no heavy tying up, nor was there a high hanging wall. There were only thick thick ropes wrapped between the wrists of his two hands and the ankles of his two feet.

The light of the setting sun is already very gentle, but for this person who has been in the dark for a long time, his eyes are still unbearable.

He immediately raised his arm to block it, narrowed his eyes, and after a while, he slowly lowered his hand.

Two old men stood in front of him, one of them smashed his face last night.

One was joking with him before, with a smile on his face.

Quan Jiuwei's teeth were crooked, causing ulcers, and he was in so much pain that when he saw the old man, he took a sip: "Old and immortal!"

Steward Leng was asking people to move chairs down for the old man and old suzerain Gu to sit on. Hearing Quan Jiuwei's scolding, Steward Leng stretched out his hand and shouted: "You are all prisoners, you little bastard, you still speak rudely!"

Quan Jiuwei ignored him and looked at the old man.

The old man sat down on a clean chair, and Old Sect Master Gu followed suit.

Old Sect Master Gu looked at Steward Leng: "Go and call some people to break his mouth open."

The nerve in the tooth hung there and hurt all night, which made him scratch his heart and cheek.

Quan Jiuwei looked at Old Sovereign Gu, paused, and suddenly said, "You...what's your name?"

"Chong Menhui and Sixth Uncle?"

The old man looked at him: "What is the purpose of you and Chongmenhui coming to Hejing?"

Gu Laozong said: "Quan Jiuwei, you are really not afraid of being torn apart."

Old Sect Master Gu's voice turned cold: "Quan Jiuwei, don't pretend to be smart anymore, we know far more than you think. You should carefully weigh whether you want to tell the truth."

"I really don't know!" Quan Jiuwei's eyes showed anxiety, "Why don't you believe me, I am my adoptive father who raised a dog!"

Quan Jiuwei yelled: "Old stuff!!"

"Then I don't know, if you are capable, you can find it yourself!!"

Quan Jiuwei's face turned completely pale, and the pain in his mouth tortured him for a day and a night, and even accidentally touching his tongue could cause his eyes to turn black from the pain.

The old man said: "Where is Hejing?"

Steward Leng responded, "Yes."

The old man looked at him expressionlessly: "When the briquettes are brought, I will ask someone to forcibly break your mouth open, and then I will have someone smash your mouth with briquettes. Your already dead pulp has already been destroyed. It hurts you so much that you can't live without it, and then use dirty coal balls to smash it. After the pounding, the wound is stained with dirty coal dust and all kinds of dirt in the backyard. It will become swollen, inflamed, pus and sore. This pain, It will last at least ten days. We don't kill you, we just watch you hurt."

"The sixth uncle is called Chong Menheng. He was stolen in his early years and sold to a village to be the son of a farmer. One summer, he went to play by the river with other children in the village. He took off his clothes and went down the river. He happened to be alone. Passing by, I saw the brand of the Chongmen family on his back, so I quietly asked him if I wanted to go home. Chongmen Heng said yes, so I left with this man."

Quan Jiuwei's face became lifeless, as if he just remembered that he had companions at that time.

If the other party does not ask questions, he will not say a word, and if he talks too much, he will lose it.

Quan Jiuwei slightly adjusted his sitting posture, rubbed his sore wrist and said slowly: "This matter, we have to start with my adoptive father's sixth uncle..."

Quan Jiuwei didn't speak, just stared at them so viciously.

"do not know?"

Butler Leng came back, holding a handful of long briquettes in his hand.

Over the years, he has killed more and more people, and his eyes have become more cruel and ruthless. It's not that he has been sharpened on the battlefield, but his eyes are devoid of blood and righteousness, because he kills all with a little money, but A civilian with no power to restrain a chicken.

Old Sect Master Gu's voice became harsher: "Say."

"Of course."

Old Sect Master Gu sneered: "Chongmenhui is not here, do you think you can rely on him? Tell me."

"The adoptive father is coming."

Quan Jiuwei nodded: "It's him, he has many names."

Quan Jiuwei recalled, saying one by one, and after saying this, he became silent.

The self-proclaimed ruthless Quan Jiu Wei Se shivered and shrank into a corner.

Not only coal briquettes, but also a conical iron pillar and a small hammer.

The old man said: "Quan Jiuwei, this is your last chance, do you want to talk?"

The old man said: "Is Chong Menhui also in Hejing?"

The old man said: "Yes."

The old man said: "These six places, you say."

"Who is this person?"

Quan Jiuwei shuddered and shouted, "What are you doing! You bastard, what do you want to do!"

Quan Jiuwei's lips trembled for a while, and he said, "If I told you, wouldn't you have attacked me?"

"Okay, I only know six places, but my adoptive father's cunning rabbit three caves, according to his nature, he must have other hiding places that I don't know about."

Quan Jiuwei was shocked: "Hey! You guys are being unreasonable. I told you that I don't know, so why are you still dealing with me!"

For the first time, he felt that his hands and feet were weak, and no one in this world had ever scared him like this. When he met the eyes of the old man and old suzerain, Quan Jiuwei felt that they were looking at a pool of dead flesh.

The old man said: "Chongmenheng asked him to do it?"

Old Sect Master Gu sternly said: "Still scolding, why don't you shed tears when you see the coffin? Tell me, where is Chongmenhui!"

The old man glanced at the things in Steward Leng's hand, and then at Quan Jiuwei.

"That's right, my adoptive father is in Hejing, go find it! Go!"

"Very good," the old man said again, "What is the purpose of this trip to Hejing?"

Quan Jiuwei looked at the old man again, he seemed to know the identity of the old man faintly: "Are you, Ali's master from Liling?"

Old Sect Master Gu said lightly: "It's this person again, Tang Xiangsi."

Seeing that Quan Jiuwei hadn't spoken for a long time, the old man said to the Leng Guanshi who was standing beside Hou: "Please go and get a briquette tongs."

Quan Jiuwei breathed a sigh of relief: "All this was told by Chong Menheng when he came back to my adoptive father. Since then, everything my adoptive father has done has been related to Chong Menheng."

Quan Jiuwei was taken aback: "You are the suzerain of the Wangxing sect in Mount Ye!"

It was because of the pain that Quan Jiuwei wanted to kill them.

Quan Jiuwei shook his head: "I don't know."

The old man said: "Continue."

Quan Jiuwei paused, and said, "His surname is Meng, Meng Xiangsi."

"Old Master Yeshan Wang Xingzong, Gu Xinghai."

Old Sect Master Gu said: "The men who were captured together with you have already said everything they need to say. If what you say doesn't match their confession, then..."

Quan Jiuwei nodded.

Old Sect Master Gu frowned: "Is Chong Menhui such an obedient person?"

"It's bound to be beneficial," said the old man, "Quan Jiuwei, Chong Menhui's obedience, what benefits can we get in exchange?"

Quan Jiuwei looked at them, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't know, it may be the glory and wealth, or it may be the result of seeking knowledge. In the past ten years, my adoptive father has become a better destiny. He likes divination and stargazing, and visits ancient sites. I love to go to some uninhabited land. This time I came to Hejing, which is also the meaning of Chong Menheng, my adoptive father, I came here for the Star Picking Tower in the imperial palace."

On the ground, Xia Zhaoyi just came over, and when she heard the words "Zhaixinglou", she stopped in her footsteps.