Chapter 215
The rain is still falling.
In the ruined temple, everyone present, except for Su Mo, were all dumbfounded.
How powerful the old man's martial arts are, can only be truly realized after a real fight.
Those strong men in a group of five, two single swordsmen, almost died in a single move.
The leader's sun and moon ring is certainly somewhat mysterious, but this old man's iron teeth and bronze teeth are even more extraordinary.Although I suffered a little loss, it is completely negligible.
The leader was almost killed by the old man.
There is only one person left, safe and sound, but he has never been able to fire a hidden weapon so far.
Just now Wei Ziyi took the lead in making the move, which already dazzled them, thinking they were heavenly beings!
Such a powerful old man, facing Wei Ziyi's sword force, could only defend and could not resist at all. In the end, after exchanging injuries for injuries, he barely held Wei Ziyi's long sword.
But now...Su Mo's attack turned all the old man's struggles into childlike frolics.
The hanging corpse hand was invulnerable, but it was broken and torn by Su Mo casually. He grabbed the old man's neck, and his internal force penetrated into the body, blocking his meridians.
The whole movement was done in one go, just like an adult beating a child, without paying attention to it at all.
How can this prevent everyone present from taking a breath of air?
It's just that Su Mo suddenly looked outside the door:
"How long are you going to watch?"
As soon as these words came out, these few people were once again terrified.
Is there anyone here?
They were almost frightened, and subconsciously turned their heads to look outside the door.
In the rain curtain, someone's clothes broke through the wind, and suddenly, there were three or four more people at the entrance of the ruined temple.
They are all wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats.
However, from under the coir raincoat, one could see the purple coat that was wet by the rain.
The complexions of the strong men suddenly changed, and they recognized the origin of this group of people.
But the leader raised his face, showing the calm face of a middle-aged man.
In the majesty, mixed with a strong aura, he raised his head and met Su Mo's eyes, and nodded slightly:
"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you."
While talking, he walked in and glanced at the old man in Su Mo's hand, but the old man's face was ashen, obviously this was the person who was chasing him behind.
Su Mo raised his eyebrows:
"what is the problem?"
"This person sneaked into the sect, inquired about the reality, and after he was discovered, he fought with me, and I slapped him with the Purple Yang God Palm.
"However, he practiced the martial arts of the evil Taoist school, which caught people off guard, and let him run away without noticing for a moment.
"Fortunately, my Ziyang sect internal energy is the nemesis of all kinds of poisons in the world. Although the hanging corpse hand is powerful, it can't do anything to the pure yang internal energy that I have cultivated for decades.
"Immediately led the disciples to chase and kill him all the way... but I didn't expect that he turned out to be a man who had no way to go to heaven, and he had nowhere to go to hell, and finally he stuck into your hands."
While talking, the man casually untied the bamboo hat and coir raincoat, revealing his true face.
Wei Ziyi took a look, and immediately clasped his fists together: "Wei Ziyi, who is at the gate of Lengyue Palace, has met Senior Duan."
The person who came was none other than Duan Song!
At this moment, he has a majestic look and an extraordinary demeanor, and he has the image of a master.
However, Su Mo has already seen the real face of this person, and always feels that this posture is somewhat stupid...
Duan Song was taken aback, and glanced at Wei Ziyi:
"Wei Ziyi... Wei Ruhan's granddaughter? Are you that disciple of Jiuying?"
"The junior is exactly."
Wei Ziyi nodded.
Duan Song smiled: "I didn't expect to grow up so much in a blink of an eye. Back then, Su Tianyang wrote to me, saying that he wanted me to persuade Jiuying to accept a disciple.
"I didn't agree, just because I knew she would never listen to me.
"I asked him to write a book by himself, and I thought that Jiu Ying would have no reason to refuse...
"Sure enough, it didn't take long for the third palace lord to accept a little baby as his disciple. In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed."
For a moment, he recalled the past.
Su Mo and Wei Ziyi subconsciously looked at each other, both dumbfounded.
After a long time... Wei Ziyi was able to worship in the Lengyue Palace, or was it Su Tianyang's mediation?
Su Mo remembered Wei Ziyi once said that Wei Ruhan was able to send her to Lengyue Palace, or did he beg someone... In the end, it turned out that he begged for his cheap father?
For a while, he was quite speechless. If the world says it's big, it's so big that it has no boundaries.
However, this river and lake is said to be small, but it is pitifully small.
Many things are so intertwined.
But looking at it now, Yang Yizhi, Su Tianyang and Wei Ruhan's Luofeng League have been entangled since many years ago.
Duan Song shook his head, looked at Su Mo, and said with a smile:
"You kid, you're finally here.
"I thought you should have arrived at Ziyang Gate long ago.
"Everyone is looking forward to it... want to see what kind of talent Su Tianyang's bastard is.
"How about you, the delay turned out to be several months.
"I found out later that you took advantage of this time to send a dart to Leng Yue Palace.
"We're tired and we wait in the door every day. It's a coincidence that we met here."
Su Mo smiled: "Leader Wei has darts to be sent to Lengyue Palace, so naturally he can't ignore them. The younger generation runs the dart bureau and opens the door to do business. How can there be any reason to push the business outside?"
"That's true."
Duan Song nodded, and glanced at the old man in Su Mo's hand again: "Okay, okay, don't hold on to it all the time, just put the acupoints on the side first."
Su Mo agreed and threw the old man aside.
I'm free to greet you all.
Immediately there was a lot of excitement.
Those who followed Duan Song were all outstanding disciples of Ziyang Sect, but they were very enthusiastic about Su Mo and did not regard him as an outsider at all.
While everyone was chatting, the four strong men next to them were a little submissive.
When I saw Su Mo and his party before, I knew it was not easy.
But I didn't expect that it turned out to be so powerful!
One is a disciple of Lengyue Palace, and the other has an extraordinary friendship with Ziyangmen.
And at this moment, the leader also wanted to understand that with Su Mo's martial arts, if he really wanted to save people, his subordinates would not die at all.
He let it go, naturally because of what that person did before, there was a way to kill him.
It's just that Su Mo's methods are not extreme at all. Even if he understands the reason, he can't say anything.
Can you still blame the other party and not save others?
There is only a gap between them, and there is no love at all. It is kindness to save you, and it is reasonable not to save you. What is there to complain about? Dare to complain?
All of a sudden, he led his other subordinates and planned to collect the body of the previous one.
Unexpectedly, Su Mo said at this time:
"Everyone, if I were you, I would never touch his corpse."
"what?"
The leader's heart trembled, he quickly turned his head to look at Su Mo, and said respectfully, "Yes!"
"……what is it?"
Su Mo was a little speechless: "The martial arts of the evil Taoists have the poison of rotting corpses. After contamination, we may not be able to solve it... If you want to collect his corpse, you'd better think of a different way."
"I see."
The person in the lead came back to his senses and immediately thanked him a thousand times.
Su Mo waved his hand, and then glanced at the father and daughter under the wall.
After this change, both of them were a little scared.
Knowing that Duan Song and others are from Ziyangmen, they dare not speak.
In this piece of land, Ziyang Gate is undoubtedly the sky!
In the eyes of the common people, the disciples of Ziyangmen are even more superior, and they are by no means ordinary and comparable.
Su Mo smiled: "Is this big brother still worried? Don't worry, he has already been taken down."
After all, this middle-aged man has some pride. Hearing this, he nodded: "There is no need to be afraid, thank you little brother."
"There's nowhere to say this. It can only be said that it just happened at the right time."
Su Mo smiled, and did not forcibly pull this person over to meet Duan Song and the others.
Chatting for a while, relieved the tension of the other party.
On the contrary, Wei Ziyi took the little girl's hand, and secretly whispered something into her ear, which made the little girl's eyes shine brightly, and she nodded repeatedly for a while.
Then the two of them ran to the back of the main hall mysteriously and whispered.
Su Mo chatted with Duan Song and the others about the old man's situation.
Duan Song sighed and said:
"The family of Evil Taoists is very poisonous. I thought that after the battle in the past, there would be no one left in the world, but I didn't expect it to be a centipede, dead but not stiff.
"Especially in the recent days, I always feel that there are signs of a resurgence in this school, but I have to guard against it."
Su Mo nodded: "However, there is one thing that I am quite concerned about."
"Oh?"
Duan Song glanced at Su Mo: "Let's hear it?"
"What this person said earlier made me feel a little strange."
Su Mo smiled: "When Miss Wei performed the Flying Star Sword Art, this person saw through the root cause, and once said, 'The one who wiped out all the evil gluttons in the past was the one from Lengyue Palace. People. Helping them eat you is also a little bit of revenge for them.'
"Although these words were said during the fight, I still remember them deeply."
"what?"
Duan Song was taken aback: "So, this person is not a bad eater?"
He suddenly looked at the old man: "Tell me, who are you? Why do you practice martial arts so badly?"
Although the old man's meridians were blocked by Su Moye's internal force and he couldn't move, he was able to speak.
Wen Yan just smiled: "I am your grandfather."
The corner of Duan Song's mouth twitched, obviously a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help looking at Su Mo:
"How about, let's hang him on the beam of this house and beat him for three hours first?"
"..."
Su Mo blinked: "Senior...with all due respect, do you have any more clever methods to extract a confession?"
Duan Song shook his head crisply: "No."
Seeing Su Mo spreading helplessly, he had no choice but to explain:
"I'm from the Ziyang sect, and I'm following the upright and dignified way. When it comes to torturing people... I'm really not very good at it."
Su Mo sighed: "That depends on how to use it."
"Ok?"
Duan Song's eyes lit up: "Could it be that you have something to do?"
Su Mo smiled: "Using pure yang internal force to break its gushing spring will inevitably be unstoppable scorching heat and unbearable itching. It is a thousand times stronger than ordinary methods..."
Duan Song was taken aback, and immediately slapped his thigh fiercely: "Oh, you really deserve to be the son of Su Tianyang, the word treacherous... ah, cough cough cough... the word clever is really engraved in his bones."
Su Mo: "..."
You said you slipped your tongue!
However, he shook his head lightly: "However, this person's scheming is ridiculous, even if he doesn't need to use any means, I can tell...he is under Ye Jun's command."
"you!"
As soon as these words came out, the old man's face suddenly changed.
Duan Song suddenly turned around when he heard the words.
Su Mo suddenly realized:
"Really."
"no!"
The old man blurted out.
But after saying it, he regretted it.
With such a denial, Su Mo immediately knew that he was really under Ye Jun's command.
Duan Song was amazed: "You lied to him?"
"if not?"
Su Mo smiled: "However, these words are not casual, but because of other things that happened, and then developed associations."
"tell me the story!"
Duan Song hurriedly asked for advice.
Su Mo thought about it for a while, and then described what he had experienced before, such and such, such and such.
There is Evil Taoist who secretly sneaked into the southwest, and there is Eternal Night Valley trying to control the waterways along the river.
There are people who are suspected of being from the Devil's Cult, pretending to be people from Wushengtang, and secretly plotting the Luofeng League.
This series of completely irrelevant things almost formed a thread in Su Mo's eyes.
But Su Mo didn't know whether it was Eternal Night Valley or not.
In particular, Su Mo couldn't be sure which family of the East City Demon Cult the evil gluttonous person he met last time came from.
Therefore, there is just this sentence.
In short, it is to deceive him and see if he can confirm the news.
In the end, it turned out to be a scam.
In this way, what happened before has already been partly confirmed.
The place along the river is the Eternal Night Valley, and the people of the evil gang, who went to the southwest to plot big things, also came from the Eternal Night Valley.
However, this matter also has a vague connection with the "big man" in Wushengtang who secretly colluded with those people and sneaked into the land of Luofeng League to plot wrongdoing.
Su Mo can now basically draw a conclusion that all of this stems from Ye Jun's handwriting.
It's just that what this Lord Ye wants to do is really curious.
While dealing with the seven major factions in Tianqu City.
On the other side, look to the southwest and walk eastward.
This person is probably playing a big game of chess.
Of course, you can't tell Duan Song all of these things, and Su Mo didn't mention things about Wushengtang Luoziluofengmeng.
This part of the matter has not been verified for the time being, and speaking out will inevitably make people have preconceived illusions, which will not be conducive to the future.
After Su Mo finished speaking, Duan Song pondered for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, he came to the old man and grabbed his foot with his hand.
The old man was taken aback: "What are you going to do?"
"If I ask you anything, you can just say it. If you don't say it... I will show you the methods of Ziyangmen!"
Duan Song's face was solemn, but his tone was quite fierce.
"..."
The old man was speechless for a moment, just as he was preparing to speak, Duan Song had already pulled off his boots.
In the next moment, a sour smell came to his face.
Duan Song's face turned blue on the spot, subconsciously took two or three steps back, and looked at Su Mo:
"Is this to torture him, or to torture me?
"How did you do it?"
Su Mo thought for a while and said, "I usually don't do this."
"...Then what do you do?"
Duan Song was taken aback.
Su Mo smiled and came to the old man's side.
Except for Fu Hanyuan, the people next to him didn't know what he was going to do.
Only Fu Hanyuan bared his teeth before Su Mo could make a move.
"what happened to you?"
Hu Sandao looked at Fu Hanyuan in surprise.
Just as Fu Hanyuan was about to answer, he heard another voice asking, "What's wrong with you?"
But it was that strange man with the scarred face.
This person is only fond of Hu Sandao, and imitates his every move every day.
After asking Fu Hanyuan two sentences in succession, he almost forgot how to answer.
Just as he was ignoring it, he heard a scream suddenly.
But the old man had already been tapped by Su Mo on his Yutang point.
This really caught the old man off guard.
He knew that there was absolutely nothing good for Su Mo's coming, but he never thought that it would be so painful?
With a scream, he fell to the ground, his face turned blue, and his whole body slammed on the ground, twitching from the pain.
Su Mo turned around and said to Duan Song with a smile, "I usually do this."
"..."
Duan Song was stunned: "I thought you would cover your mouth and nose... What kind of trick are you doing?"
"senior……"
"Call me uncle."
Duan Song interrupted him: "Your father is my senior brother, you can't lose me by calling me senior uncle."
"...Uncle Duan, have you ever heard of the Pain Sutra?"
"Red Cloud Monk!?"
Duan Song blurted out, but shook his head quickly: "No, no, it's Master Hongyun! You...you know this martial art?"
"Yes."
Su Mo nodded, and ignored the old man, just came back and sat down casually:
"Let him suffer for a while first. Speaking of which, Master Hongyun is indeed a generation of eminent monks. My nephew was fortunate enough to get to know him, and when we first met, he actually taught the methods in the Sutra of Pain."
"There is such a thing."
Duan Song was quite envious for a while, but after sniffling, he looked at the old man's really unsightly feet:
"So, the method you mentioned just now, you have never used it yourself?"
"I have painful menstruation, how can I use it?"
"..."
Duan Song was speechless for a moment.
Su Mo wondered: "Uncle Duan, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt that it's really good to have a folk saying."
"What?"
"The dragon begets the dragon, the phoenix begets the phoenix, the son of a mouse can make holes...
"You really deserve to be Su Tianyang's son!"
Duan Song looked at Su Mo with complicated eyes, and he didn't know whether he felt relieved or scared.
Su Mo was dumbfounded, just as Wei Ziyi and the little girl walked around from behind the main hall.
The little girl seemed to have gained a lot, and her face was full of joy.
Wei Ziyi saw that Su Mo and the others stopped talking for a while, and then said:
"Senior Duan, this junior came here to deliver a letter to my teacher.
"I thought I had to go to Ziyangmen to deliver this letter, but I didn't expect to meet senior on the way."
"Send a letter?"
Duan Song was taken aback when he heard the words, his ears flicked, and then he asked in a completely unbelievable tone:
"For me?"
(End of this chapter)
The rain is still falling.
In the ruined temple, everyone present, except for Su Mo, were all dumbfounded.
How powerful the old man's martial arts are, can only be truly realized after a real fight.
Those strong men in a group of five, two single swordsmen, almost died in a single move.
The leader's sun and moon ring is certainly somewhat mysterious, but this old man's iron teeth and bronze teeth are even more extraordinary.Although I suffered a little loss, it is completely negligible.
The leader was almost killed by the old man.
There is only one person left, safe and sound, but he has never been able to fire a hidden weapon so far.
Just now Wei Ziyi took the lead in making the move, which already dazzled them, thinking they were heavenly beings!
Such a powerful old man, facing Wei Ziyi's sword force, could only defend and could not resist at all. In the end, after exchanging injuries for injuries, he barely held Wei Ziyi's long sword.
But now...Su Mo's attack turned all the old man's struggles into childlike frolics.
The hanging corpse hand was invulnerable, but it was broken and torn by Su Mo casually. He grabbed the old man's neck, and his internal force penetrated into the body, blocking his meridians.
The whole movement was done in one go, just like an adult beating a child, without paying attention to it at all.
How can this prevent everyone present from taking a breath of air?
It's just that Su Mo suddenly looked outside the door:
"How long are you going to watch?"
As soon as these words came out, these few people were once again terrified.
Is there anyone here?
They were almost frightened, and subconsciously turned their heads to look outside the door.
In the rain curtain, someone's clothes broke through the wind, and suddenly, there were three or four more people at the entrance of the ruined temple.
They are all wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats.
However, from under the coir raincoat, one could see the purple coat that was wet by the rain.
The complexions of the strong men suddenly changed, and they recognized the origin of this group of people.
But the leader raised his face, showing the calm face of a middle-aged man.
In the majesty, mixed with a strong aura, he raised his head and met Su Mo's eyes, and nodded slightly:
"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you."
While talking, he walked in and glanced at the old man in Su Mo's hand, but the old man's face was ashen, obviously this was the person who was chasing him behind.
Su Mo raised his eyebrows:
"what is the problem?"
"This person sneaked into the sect, inquired about the reality, and after he was discovered, he fought with me, and I slapped him with the Purple Yang God Palm.
"However, he practiced the martial arts of the evil Taoist school, which caught people off guard, and let him run away without noticing for a moment.
"Fortunately, my Ziyang sect internal energy is the nemesis of all kinds of poisons in the world. Although the hanging corpse hand is powerful, it can't do anything to the pure yang internal energy that I have cultivated for decades.
"Immediately led the disciples to chase and kill him all the way... but I didn't expect that he turned out to be a man who had no way to go to heaven, and he had nowhere to go to hell, and finally he stuck into your hands."
While talking, the man casually untied the bamboo hat and coir raincoat, revealing his true face.
Wei Ziyi took a look, and immediately clasped his fists together: "Wei Ziyi, who is at the gate of Lengyue Palace, has met Senior Duan."
The person who came was none other than Duan Song!
At this moment, he has a majestic look and an extraordinary demeanor, and he has the image of a master.
However, Su Mo has already seen the real face of this person, and always feels that this posture is somewhat stupid...
Duan Song was taken aback, and glanced at Wei Ziyi:
"Wei Ziyi... Wei Ruhan's granddaughter? Are you that disciple of Jiuying?"
"The junior is exactly."
Wei Ziyi nodded.
Duan Song smiled: "I didn't expect to grow up so much in a blink of an eye. Back then, Su Tianyang wrote to me, saying that he wanted me to persuade Jiuying to accept a disciple.
"I didn't agree, just because I knew she would never listen to me.
"I asked him to write a book by himself, and I thought that Jiu Ying would have no reason to refuse...
"Sure enough, it didn't take long for the third palace lord to accept a little baby as his disciple. In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed."
For a moment, he recalled the past.
Su Mo and Wei Ziyi subconsciously looked at each other, both dumbfounded.
After a long time... Wei Ziyi was able to worship in the Lengyue Palace, or was it Su Tianyang's mediation?
Su Mo remembered Wei Ziyi once said that Wei Ruhan was able to send her to Lengyue Palace, or did he beg someone... In the end, it turned out that he begged for his cheap father?
For a while, he was quite speechless. If the world says it's big, it's so big that it has no boundaries.
However, this river and lake is said to be small, but it is pitifully small.
Many things are so intertwined.
But looking at it now, Yang Yizhi, Su Tianyang and Wei Ruhan's Luofeng League have been entangled since many years ago.
Duan Song shook his head, looked at Su Mo, and said with a smile:
"You kid, you're finally here.
"I thought you should have arrived at Ziyang Gate long ago.
"Everyone is looking forward to it... want to see what kind of talent Su Tianyang's bastard is.
"How about you, the delay turned out to be several months.
"I found out later that you took advantage of this time to send a dart to Leng Yue Palace.
"We're tired and we wait in the door every day. It's a coincidence that we met here."
Su Mo smiled: "Leader Wei has darts to be sent to Lengyue Palace, so naturally he can't ignore them. The younger generation runs the dart bureau and opens the door to do business. How can there be any reason to push the business outside?"
"That's true."
Duan Song nodded, and glanced at the old man in Su Mo's hand again: "Okay, okay, don't hold on to it all the time, just put the acupoints on the side first."
Su Mo agreed and threw the old man aside.
I'm free to greet you all.
Immediately there was a lot of excitement.
Those who followed Duan Song were all outstanding disciples of Ziyang Sect, but they were very enthusiastic about Su Mo and did not regard him as an outsider at all.
While everyone was chatting, the four strong men next to them were a little submissive.
When I saw Su Mo and his party before, I knew it was not easy.
But I didn't expect that it turned out to be so powerful!
One is a disciple of Lengyue Palace, and the other has an extraordinary friendship with Ziyangmen.
And at this moment, the leader also wanted to understand that with Su Mo's martial arts, if he really wanted to save people, his subordinates would not die at all.
He let it go, naturally because of what that person did before, there was a way to kill him.
It's just that Su Mo's methods are not extreme at all. Even if he understands the reason, he can't say anything.
Can you still blame the other party and not save others?
There is only a gap between them, and there is no love at all. It is kindness to save you, and it is reasonable not to save you. What is there to complain about? Dare to complain?
All of a sudden, he led his other subordinates and planned to collect the body of the previous one.
Unexpectedly, Su Mo said at this time:
"Everyone, if I were you, I would never touch his corpse."
"what?"
The leader's heart trembled, he quickly turned his head to look at Su Mo, and said respectfully, "Yes!"
"……what is it?"
Su Mo was a little speechless: "The martial arts of the evil Taoists have the poison of rotting corpses. After contamination, we may not be able to solve it... If you want to collect his corpse, you'd better think of a different way."
"I see."
The person in the lead came back to his senses and immediately thanked him a thousand times.
Su Mo waved his hand, and then glanced at the father and daughter under the wall.
After this change, both of them were a little scared.
Knowing that Duan Song and others are from Ziyangmen, they dare not speak.
In this piece of land, Ziyang Gate is undoubtedly the sky!
In the eyes of the common people, the disciples of Ziyangmen are even more superior, and they are by no means ordinary and comparable.
Su Mo smiled: "Is this big brother still worried? Don't worry, he has already been taken down."
After all, this middle-aged man has some pride. Hearing this, he nodded: "There is no need to be afraid, thank you little brother."
"There's nowhere to say this. It can only be said that it just happened at the right time."
Su Mo smiled, and did not forcibly pull this person over to meet Duan Song and the others.
Chatting for a while, relieved the tension of the other party.
On the contrary, Wei Ziyi took the little girl's hand, and secretly whispered something into her ear, which made the little girl's eyes shine brightly, and she nodded repeatedly for a while.
Then the two of them ran to the back of the main hall mysteriously and whispered.
Su Mo chatted with Duan Song and the others about the old man's situation.
Duan Song sighed and said:
"The family of Evil Taoists is very poisonous. I thought that after the battle in the past, there would be no one left in the world, but I didn't expect it to be a centipede, dead but not stiff.
"Especially in the recent days, I always feel that there are signs of a resurgence in this school, but I have to guard against it."
Su Mo nodded: "However, there is one thing that I am quite concerned about."
"Oh?"
Duan Song glanced at Su Mo: "Let's hear it?"
"What this person said earlier made me feel a little strange."
Su Mo smiled: "When Miss Wei performed the Flying Star Sword Art, this person saw through the root cause, and once said, 'The one who wiped out all the evil gluttons in the past was the one from Lengyue Palace. People. Helping them eat you is also a little bit of revenge for them.'
"Although these words were said during the fight, I still remember them deeply."
"what?"
Duan Song was taken aback: "So, this person is not a bad eater?"
He suddenly looked at the old man: "Tell me, who are you? Why do you practice martial arts so badly?"
Although the old man's meridians were blocked by Su Moye's internal force and he couldn't move, he was able to speak.
Wen Yan just smiled: "I am your grandfather."
The corner of Duan Song's mouth twitched, obviously a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help looking at Su Mo:
"How about, let's hang him on the beam of this house and beat him for three hours first?"
"..."
Su Mo blinked: "Senior...with all due respect, do you have any more clever methods to extract a confession?"
Duan Song shook his head crisply: "No."
Seeing Su Mo spreading helplessly, he had no choice but to explain:
"I'm from the Ziyang sect, and I'm following the upright and dignified way. When it comes to torturing people... I'm really not very good at it."
Su Mo sighed: "That depends on how to use it."
"Ok?"
Duan Song's eyes lit up: "Could it be that you have something to do?"
Su Mo smiled: "Using pure yang internal force to break its gushing spring will inevitably be unstoppable scorching heat and unbearable itching. It is a thousand times stronger than ordinary methods..."
Duan Song was taken aback, and immediately slapped his thigh fiercely: "Oh, you really deserve to be the son of Su Tianyang, the word treacherous... ah, cough cough cough... the word clever is really engraved in his bones."
Su Mo: "..."
You said you slipped your tongue!
However, he shook his head lightly: "However, this person's scheming is ridiculous, even if he doesn't need to use any means, I can tell...he is under Ye Jun's command."
"you!"
As soon as these words came out, the old man's face suddenly changed.
Duan Song suddenly turned around when he heard the words.
Su Mo suddenly realized:
"Really."
"no!"
The old man blurted out.
But after saying it, he regretted it.
With such a denial, Su Mo immediately knew that he was really under Ye Jun's command.
Duan Song was amazed: "You lied to him?"
"if not?"
Su Mo smiled: "However, these words are not casual, but because of other things that happened, and then developed associations."
"tell me the story!"
Duan Song hurriedly asked for advice.
Su Mo thought about it for a while, and then described what he had experienced before, such and such, such and such.
There is Evil Taoist who secretly sneaked into the southwest, and there is Eternal Night Valley trying to control the waterways along the river.
There are people who are suspected of being from the Devil's Cult, pretending to be people from Wushengtang, and secretly plotting the Luofeng League.
This series of completely irrelevant things almost formed a thread in Su Mo's eyes.
But Su Mo didn't know whether it was Eternal Night Valley or not.
In particular, Su Mo couldn't be sure which family of the East City Demon Cult the evil gluttonous person he met last time came from.
Therefore, there is just this sentence.
In short, it is to deceive him and see if he can confirm the news.
In the end, it turned out to be a scam.
In this way, what happened before has already been partly confirmed.
The place along the river is the Eternal Night Valley, and the people of the evil gang, who went to the southwest to plot big things, also came from the Eternal Night Valley.
However, this matter also has a vague connection with the "big man" in Wushengtang who secretly colluded with those people and sneaked into the land of Luofeng League to plot wrongdoing.
Su Mo can now basically draw a conclusion that all of this stems from Ye Jun's handwriting.
It's just that what this Lord Ye wants to do is really curious.
While dealing with the seven major factions in Tianqu City.
On the other side, look to the southwest and walk eastward.
This person is probably playing a big game of chess.
Of course, you can't tell Duan Song all of these things, and Su Mo didn't mention things about Wushengtang Luoziluofengmeng.
This part of the matter has not been verified for the time being, and speaking out will inevitably make people have preconceived illusions, which will not be conducive to the future.
After Su Mo finished speaking, Duan Song pondered for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, he came to the old man and grabbed his foot with his hand.
The old man was taken aback: "What are you going to do?"
"If I ask you anything, you can just say it. If you don't say it... I will show you the methods of Ziyangmen!"
Duan Song's face was solemn, but his tone was quite fierce.
"..."
The old man was speechless for a moment, just as he was preparing to speak, Duan Song had already pulled off his boots.
In the next moment, a sour smell came to his face.
Duan Song's face turned blue on the spot, subconsciously took two or three steps back, and looked at Su Mo:
"Is this to torture him, or to torture me?
"How did you do it?"
Su Mo thought for a while and said, "I usually don't do this."
"...Then what do you do?"
Duan Song was taken aback.
Su Mo smiled and came to the old man's side.
Except for Fu Hanyuan, the people next to him didn't know what he was going to do.
Only Fu Hanyuan bared his teeth before Su Mo could make a move.
"what happened to you?"
Hu Sandao looked at Fu Hanyuan in surprise.
Just as Fu Hanyuan was about to answer, he heard another voice asking, "What's wrong with you?"
But it was that strange man with the scarred face.
This person is only fond of Hu Sandao, and imitates his every move every day.
After asking Fu Hanyuan two sentences in succession, he almost forgot how to answer.
Just as he was ignoring it, he heard a scream suddenly.
But the old man had already been tapped by Su Mo on his Yutang point.
This really caught the old man off guard.
He knew that there was absolutely nothing good for Su Mo's coming, but he never thought that it would be so painful?
With a scream, he fell to the ground, his face turned blue, and his whole body slammed on the ground, twitching from the pain.
Su Mo turned around and said to Duan Song with a smile, "I usually do this."
"..."
Duan Song was stunned: "I thought you would cover your mouth and nose... What kind of trick are you doing?"
"senior……"
"Call me uncle."
Duan Song interrupted him: "Your father is my senior brother, you can't lose me by calling me senior uncle."
"...Uncle Duan, have you ever heard of the Pain Sutra?"
"Red Cloud Monk!?"
Duan Song blurted out, but shook his head quickly: "No, no, it's Master Hongyun! You...you know this martial art?"
"Yes."
Su Mo nodded, and ignored the old man, just came back and sat down casually:
"Let him suffer for a while first. Speaking of which, Master Hongyun is indeed a generation of eminent monks. My nephew was fortunate enough to get to know him, and when we first met, he actually taught the methods in the Sutra of Pain."
"There is such a thing."
Duan Song was quite envious for a while, but after sniffling, he looked at the old man's really unsightly feet:
"So, the method you mentioned just now, you have never used it yourself?"
"I have painful menstruation, how can I use it?"
"..."
Duan Song was speechless for a moment.
Su Mo wondered: "Uncle Duan, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt that it's really good to have a folk saying."
"What?"
"The dragon begets the dragon, the phoenix begets the phoenix, the son of a mouse can make holes...
"You really deserve to be Su Tianyang's son!"
Duan Song looked at Su Mo with complicated eyes, and he didn't know whether he felt relieved or scared.
Su Mo was dumbfounded, just as Wei Ziyi and the little girl walked around from behind the main hall.
The little girl seemed to have gained a lot, and her face was full of joy.
Wei Ziyi saw that Su Mo and the others stopped talking for a while, and then said:
"Senior Duan, this junior came here to deliver a letter to my teacher.
"I thought I had to go to Ziyangmen to deliver this letter, but I didn't expect to meet senior on the way."
"Send a letter?"
Duan Song was taken aback when he heard the words, his ears flicked, and then he asked in a completely unbelievable tone:
"For me?"
(End of this chapter)
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