Sword Immortal Cultivation Handbook

Chapter 49 Interrogation
Lin Zhen has the [-]th level of Qi training. Shen Zhiyu didn't dare to follow too closely, so he could only follow from a distance. Once, he almost lost him. Fortunately, Lin Zhen brought Zheng Ting and slowed down. .

After walking all the way for about half an hour, Shen Zhiyu saw from a distance that Lin Zhen led people into a small market.

Along the way, it was very difficult to keep up with Lin Zhen's speed. She originally thought that if she had the chance, she would save Zheng Ting.

The result was no chance at all.

Shen Zhiyu lurked outside Fangshi, and didn't dare to act rashly. Heifangshi in the deep mountains and old forests suffered such a loss last time, and if it happened again, she would simply die of stupidity.

Shen Zhiyu didn't dare to move easily to reveal her figure. If this is really Heifang City or a stronghold of a certain force, there should be a secret sentry in the dark.

I don't know if she followed Lin Zhen all the way, if she alerted those secret whistles.

Shen Zhiyu weighed in his mind for a moment, and felt that it was better to find out the situation in Fangshi and its surroundings before making a decision.

After staying in place for a day and a night, Shen Zhiyu finally figured out the law of the distribution of secret sentries.

Fortunately, she didn't act rashly. There were indeed five secret whistles around Fangshi, and there were five of them.

So her idea of ​​sneaking into the market to find out the news was stillborn.

And there is really a big problem in this square city. Not only is the guard heavily guarded, but also the monks who come and go are covered with a black cloak covering their whole body. They are very mysterious, but every man in black has a strong aura.

Shen Zhiyu slowly thought about the countermeasures.

You definitely can't get in, but you don't have enough strength to get in, so you can only think of other ways.

Just when Shen Zhiyu was thinking about whether to go to a small town not far away to rescue soldiers, a man in black robes suddenly appeared in that square city, with a man wrapped in a cloak under his arm.

Shen Zhiyu lay down in the grass and saw the earring of the trapped person.

Uh...it looks a little familiar.

The clue came, isn't it just a coincidence, when I wanted to doze off, I came to the pillow.Shen Zhiyu's eyes lit up, and she immediately decided to follow.

After she carefully exited the sight range that the dark whistle could see, she half stood up and quietly followed behind the man in black.

The man in black didn't have any sense of defense. Not long after he left the market, he took off all the coverings on his face and threw them aside.

The person who brought Zheng Ting out was a short male cultivator, and he interpreted the word sharp-mouthed monkey cheek very vividly.

At this time, Shen Zhiyu realized that those so-called powerful auras were all illusions, and the cloak and mask that covered them should be a magic weapon for disguise. When this person was wearing the cloak, others felt that his cultivation was unfathomable, but his real cultivation was only a few years ago. Nine levels of Qi training.

Shen Zhiyu originally just came to see the situation, but now that he saw this monk, he had the idea of ​​doing something, but after thinking about it, he held back and continued to observe the situation.

The monkey-cheeked monk put Zheng Ting under the tree, with a wretched smile on his face, and rubbed his hands to remove the black cloak on Zheng Ting.

Shen Zhiyu couldn't help frowning when she saw his wretched smile, but what happened next made her heart skip a beat.

I saw Zheng Ting before, although she was weak and pitiful, she was still alive and vivid, but after just one day, she was lying on the ground dying, with a dead breath like an old woman on her body, without any vitality, even her cultivation base It's gone too.

She was wrapped in a translucent gauze that was as thin as a cicada's wings, but it didn't cover any substantial content. Except for her face, there were bloody marks of whippings everywhere, as well as various horrible and disgusting scars. , Even the fingers of the left hand are missing a few.

If it weren't for the slight ups and downs in his chest, just looking at his pale face, he would look like a dead person.

After groping around, making sure that there was no one else around, Shen Zhiyu slowly approached the monk with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks from the blind spot of his perspective.

Seeing that the monk with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks was about to touch Zheng Ting's body, Shen Zhiyu came quietly behind the monk, and when he was too excited to take care of the surrounding environment, he suddenly burst into a fit, holding a drugged poison The needle pierced the monk's back of the neck.

The cultivator finally felt the danger, but it was too late, the poisonous needle had already penetrated, and the drug took effect, and he lost consciousness before he had a chance to resist.

After dizzying and tying up the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk, Shen Zhiyu walked up to Zheng Ting, a little surprised that Zheng Ting, who was lying on the ground, had her eyes open, her eyes staring at the void, lifeless, with eyes like The stagnant water that has not flowed for many years.

Even if someone came to her side, there was no response.

Shen Zhiyu sighed inwardly, took out a set of clothes from the storage bag, threw it to her, and fed her a Rejuvenation Pill.

"Can you hear me? If you want revenge, put on your clothes and follow me." After Shen Zhiyu finished speaking, she picked up the monkey-cheeked monk who was still fainting, and prepared to leave.

After walking for a while, Shen Zhiyu heard voices coming from behind.

Looking back, Zheng Ting threw the dress aside, she was wearing such a gauze dress, she had no strength to stand up, she knelt on the ground and slowly crawled forward, but the distance was only two meters, But there was already a bloodstain.

Miserable and terrifying, like a ghost who came to claim his life.

Lack of consideration.

Shen Zhiyu stopped, turned back, took out a spare flying sword from the storage bag, enlarged it, put Zheng Ting on it, threw another fireball, and left quickly after eliminating the traces.

The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked cultivator seemed to come out to destroy the corpses. Now that she has taken these two people away, the cultivator will not go back for a long time. According to the level of vigilance in Heifang City, I am afraid that something is wrong soon. There is trouble.And who knows if there is anything on this monk that will be tracked.

So Shen Zhiyu didn't leave too far, found a hidden monster cave, and hid in it, ready to ask for information first.

Zheng Ting passed out after being put on the flying sword. Now time is short, she has not woken up yet, and Shen Zhiyu ignored her. First she put on a mask, and then hid the special items like the sword box on her body before she woke up. Wake up that monkey cheek monk.

The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk was still a little confused when he woke up, but he quickly realized that his body shrank subconsciously, and his face was full of horror, "Who are you?!"

Shen Zhiyu took out a dagger, nailed it in front of the monk with a "swish", and lowered his voice, "Stop talking nonsense, now I ask a question, and you reply, do you understand?"

"First question, what's your name?"

The monk rolled his small eyes, surveyed the surrounding environment, and shouted sternly, "Let me go quickly, or...you will be unable to eat and walk around!" He seemed unwilling to cooperate.

Shen Zhiyu narrowed her eyes slightly, controlled the dagger to plunge into his constantly arching right palm, accompanied by a shrill scream, and asked again: "What's your name?"

(End of this chapter)