The daily life of Dali Siqing

Chapter 247 Interrogation
The rudder master was indifferent to Yang Qingyuan's words and laughed in his heart.

To scare Lao Tzu, do you really think Lao Tzu was scared?They lived a life of licking blood with knives, and their heads were pinned to their belts. Threats were of no use.

"My surname is Yang, you don't have to waste your time. Although I'm not a good person, I'm definitely not a coward. You can use whatever tricks you have! But if you blink, I'm your grandson!"

With this flag set, Yang Qingyuan felt as if he was going to have multiple grandchildren.

Mo Qi on the side also looked serious, "You don't blink for a long time, why can't your eyes do anything?!"

The Three Heroes of Wudang: ...

Ignoring Mo Qi who suddenly had a mental twitch, Yang Qingyuan showed a congenial smile.

"I have some friendship with the commanders of Zhao Prison, and I have heard of many punishments."

The inexplicable words made the helmsman feel that something was wrong.

"There is a special punishment called ant punishment, which is to strip off the prisoner's clothes, cover his body with honey, and then put a few ant nests next to the prisoner. The ants like sweet, and they will cover the prisoner's body. The rudder Since the Lord is unwilling to speak, why don’t you try this?”

"Kill me if you have the ability! Don't think that I will talk about this kind of pediatrics!!" The rudder master was still so stubborn, if his body didn't tremble slightly at this time, and his forehead didn't break out in cold sweat, it would be more perfect.

Yin Liting on the other side suddenly swayed and sat on the chair. He never saw densely piled things in his life. Just thinking about the scene of ants crawling all over his body, he felt sour in his heart and throat, and his body no longer had the strength to support him. , slumped to the chair!

"Sixth brother, what's wrong with you?!" Mo Shenggu turned his head to look, and found that his sixth brother was sitting on a chair, and his face was not very good, so he asked.

"No...it's okay! I'm tired from standing, sit and rest for a while!"

"Do you want to think about it again? I also heard that if you cut a wound on your body with a knife, it will be better to apply honey on the wound!!"

"Don't you Wudang claim to be famous and upright? It's embarrassing to use such low-level tricks!"

Yang Qingyuan didn't take it seriously at all, "The one who tried you is Dali Temple! What does it have to do with Wudang?!"

The rudder master is really a little timid, although it is inevitable to be stabbed when traveling in the rivers and lakes, but the so-called ant punishment of the young man in front of him is really disgusting if you really think about it.

The Jinyiwei in Zhao Prison are more proficient at this kind of punishment. If it really falls into their hands, they will not be able to survive or die.

The rudder master really wanted to say it, but he also knew the methods of the Blood River Sect. If he said it today, if the Blood River Sect found out in the future, his life would be worse than death.

In fact, he thought too much, and if he said it, there might not be a future.

Since life would be worse than death no matter what, it is better to commit suicide and avoid the insult of these hypocrites in Wudang.

But at this moment, the rudder master has his internal strength blocked, and his acupuncture points have been tapped, so he is completely powerless.

The rudder master felt ruthless, closed his eyes, and bit off his tongue suddenly.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!!!" The helmmaster started to laugh wildly.

I laughed at Song Yuanqiao's lack of strategy, Zhang Songxi's lack of wisdom, you tapped my acupoints, I didn't expect that I would bite my tongue and kill myself!After all, I was the one who won. Although I died today, I am still the leader of the Jingzhou branch. Tomorrow, the Holy Cult will avenge me.

But a moment later...he was still alive.

The Four Heroes of Wudang and Yang Qingyuan all looked at the helm master with a mental retardation.

"I told you not to listen to storytelling, who told you that you could kill yourself by biting your tongue?" Mo Shenggu was the most straightforward, telling the truth directly.

Yang Qingyuan also shook his head and sighed: "Ordinary people don't know, that's all. You, a martial arts practitioner, don't you know if you can kill yourself by biting your tongue? It's scary not to use your brain."

"Small Leou (kill me)!" The rudder yelled excitedly at Yang Qingyuan, the rudder was really hopeless, not only was he caught by his opponent, but he was also humiliated.

"Mo Qi, help him tap some acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, don't lose too much blood and die!"

The helmsman temporarily lost his tongue, couldn't speak clearly, and his mood fluctuated greatly, so he probably couldn't judge anything.

"Let's try Wang Moshan first! Let him calm down first!"

As soon as Wang Moshan was brought into the room, he found the rudder master lying on the ground with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and a piece of bloody tongue fell beside him.

The rudder master who originally controlled the Jingzhou sub-helm, a master of a generation, and a senior management member of the Holy Church, has a look of lovelessness.

As if knowing the doubt in Wang Moshan's eyes, Zhang Songxi explained.

"The helmsman of your family doesn't want to talk about it, and naively thinks that biting his tongue can kill himself. Looking at him, think for yourself whether you want to talk about it or not!"

When Wang Moshan saw the pitiful appearance of the rudder master, he was glad for a while, but luckily he didn't interrogate himself first.

He also always believed that biting his tongue could kill himself!Now that there are living examples, Wang Moshan has to think about it before biting his tongue.

"Wang Moshan, you are also a generation of famous martial arts masters, why do you want to collude with a cult like Blood River Sect!?"

Song Yuanqiao is Wudang's walk on the rivers and lakes. He knew Wang Moshan at the foot of Wudang Mountain and in Nanyang City.

"A single mistake will cause eternal hatred!"

Wang Moshan knew that there would be no good end to pretending to be tough at this time, and he knew it by referring to the previous helmsman.

At this time, it is time to take advantage of the decent attributes of Wudang's famous family and directly admit mistakes and repent. According to the past practices in the world, at most it is abolishing one's own martial arts.

I have to say that Wang Moshan's idea is still reasonable.

If Yang Qingyuan is not around, this is indeed a good idea.

After all, Song Yuanqiao is a modest gentleman, Zhang Songxi lacks a sense of existence, Yin Liting is suffering from the sequelae of intensive fear, and Mo Shenggu is just a straightforward and simple person, so it is really possible for him to get his wish.

"Let's do this! Wang Moshan! I, Song Yuanqiao, promise in the name of Wudang that as long as you are willing to correct your evil ways and return to your righteousness, help us crack down on the Blood River Evil Sect and wipe out the monsters! We will not hurt your life anywhere in Wudang!"

Wang Moshan's eyes lit up when he heard these words.

"Okay! I will definitely correct my evil and return to the right, and make amends!"

Immediately agreed, and did not give Wudang people a chance to repent.

After Wudang heroes looked at each other, Song Yuanqiao began to ask, "When did you join the Blood River Evil Sect!"

"I joined the Holy Cult on the fourth day of April seven years ago... ah no, it was the Blood River Evil Sect, and was recommended by the deputy leader. I didn't lie to that young hero before! Everything I said before is true!" When Wang Moshan said it, he still gestured to Yang Qingyuan.

In order to confuse Yang Qingyuan before, Wang Moshan delayed the time and did not deliberately deceive him. After the helmsman arrived, both of them thought that Yang Qingyuan was already in the urn, and there was nothing to hide.

(End of this chapter)