I have a city in another world

Chapter 2982 Secret technique, interrogation!
"Not long ago, this guy used the information he had to kill a companion on the ship.

Later, he wanted to kill us and try to reap the benefits of the fisherman, but he failed in the end. "

Tang Zhen gave a brief introduction without embellishing it. The strong monk really has ulterior motives.

"So that's the case, the old man knows."

Following Tang Zhen's instructions, the old man looked at the strong monk, narrowing his eyes slightly.

When he boarded the boat just now, the old man had already seen the strong monk. After all, Tang Zhen didn't deliberately cover it up.

When he found that his strong hands and feet had been cut off and his neck was wrapped in chains, the old man was in shock.

It's not that you can't see such a scene. It should be known that there are no truly good people in the world of practice.

The main thing is that I still don't understand why this guy was not killed, but cut off his hands and feet and imprisoned.

Although he is still alive, he really is better than dead.

Now I finally understand that this guy is so important, no wonder Tang Zhen spared his life.

I believe that no matter who it is, they will never kill him easily, but will ask all the secrets.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency, I will definitely take care of this matter!"

Just joining in, Tang Zhen entrusted him with a heavy responsibility. Naturally, the old man had to perform well.

Perhaps this task is their vote, and there must be no mistakes.

After all, he is not alone, but with a group of apprentices, and Tang Zhen controls all his wealth and life.

If he wanted to resist and escape, his apprentices might not be the opponents of monks like Tang Zhen, otherwise they wouldn't have been half injured just now.

Besides, win-win cooperation is far stronger than fighting alone, and the chance of success will be higher.

As for why he interrogated the prisoners, Tang Zhen did not explain, but the old man had some guesses in his heart.

Obviously, it was his rich experience that Tang Zhen valued and recognized. He believed that he could accurately judge whether the other party's confession was true or false by interrogating the strong monk.

If you don't have enough experience, you will definitely not be able to do this task, and you may be deceived by a strong monk, which will lead to serious losses.

As for being in charge of the interrogation, whether or not the secret will be leaked, I don't need to care.

When he was interrogating, all the monks on the ship could hear him, and Tang Zhen obviously didn't intend to hide it.

Just as the other monks were cleaning the battlefield and guarding against the appearance of underwater monsters, the old man had already arrived in front of the strong monk.

Reaching out and pulling gently, the rags that blocked his mouth were torn off, but the strong monk spit out a glob of saliva.

"Old man, if you want to torture information from me, you should go back and eat milk for a few more years!"

With an iron chain tied around his neck, the sturdy monk leaned against the side of the flat-bottomed boat, "Hey hey" and looked at Tang Zhen with a sneer.

Obviously up to now, he still has not yielded, or is unwilling.

He obviously had a great advantage, but in the end he ran into Tang Zhen, and ended up in the current situation.

The hatred piled up in my heart cannot be described in words.

Tang Gen stood not far away, always expressionless, quietly acting as a bystander.

He will not participate in the interrogation, otherwise the effect will be counterproductive, which is one of the reasons why he let the old man do it for him.

If a monk made up his mind, he could really not be afraid of death, and he couldn't use this kind of threat at all.

The old man was silent, looked at the strong monk silently, and suddenly showed a smile.

"I'm going to prepare some tools, it won't take long, and you won't be so stubborn."

When monks enter the world of purple light, they cannot fly and use storage equipment, and their belongings will also disappear.

One's cultivation is restricted, not like a monk but more like a warrior.

It is for this reason that the monks are trapped in a small flat-bottomed wooden boat, helpless when facing sea monsters.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he was already busy.

Wielding the bronze oar, he chopped off a piece from the flat-bottomed wooden boat, and then split it into sticks more than a foot long.

With a slight sharpening on the bronze oar, the originally hard wooden sticks turned into wooden needles.

After making thirteen wooden needles in a row, the old man rubbed them with his hands and inserted the wooden needles into the sea water below.

It can be seen with the naked eye that after the wooden needle was contaminated with sea water, it immediately turned into a dark green color, as if it had been poisoned.

Taking it out to check it out, and smelling it with his nose, the old man nodded in satisfaction.

I saw him holding a wooden needle, looking up and down the strong monk, and said softly without turning his head: "Before becoming a monk, this old man was a small official in charge of books in the mortal world. What I like to do most on weekdays is Just read all kinds of ancient books.

It is this idle job that no one cares about, that gave the old man the opportunity to step into the path of cultivation and obtain the long life and happiness that even the emperor could not dream of.

In the process of reading the book, out of curiosity, the old man deliberately recorded a lot of out-of-the-way methods.

Although these methods are weird and unusual, they are only effective for ordinary people. If they are used on monks, they will not be of much use at all.

But now that he is in the world of purple light, and the monks have turned into flesh and blood again, the methods that the old man mastered in the past finally have a chance to come in handy. "

When the old man said this, he held four wooden needles in each hand and pierced into the body of the strong monk like lightning.

The speed was fast and urgent, and the wooden needles that were more than one foot long were only less than one inch long.

The strong monk's eyes widened and he wanted to move to avoid it, but his mutilated body was completely numb.

The old man continued to hold the needle, stabbing the strong monk's head and back, and pierced all thirteen wooden needles in an instant.

Ignoring the strong monk who stared wide-eyed but unable to make a sound, the old man smiled and said to Tang Zhen: "My acupuncture method is called Thirteen Needles. It sounds bluffing, but the effect is really good. Quite extraordinary.

It is rumored that this was a secret method used in the interrogation of repeat offenders in the sky prison back then. Once it was used, the hard-nosed man would confess obediently.

Of course, the other party is using a special talisman needle, and it must be soaked in a special poison, and then it must be matched with a chasing soul bell for casting a spell.

The conditions here are poor, so I used local materials, using wooden needles instead of talisman needles, and seawater instead of poison.

Although it seems simple, the actual effect may be better. "

Tang Zhen stood by and nodded slightly upon hearing this.

The material of the wooden boat is really special, it must not be ordinary wood, otherwise it would not be able to float on the ocean.

As for this weird sea water, it must be highly poisonous.

If you try to swallow seawater to satisfy your hunger after running out of food, you will definitely end up being poisoned to death.

Since there are restrictions on food, it cannot be easily cracked. Even eating corpses is more reliable than drinking sea water.

The old man was very interested. He looked at the strong monk whose expression had been distorted and whose skin had turned purple, with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Since it has taken effect, I will ask now to see if he is satisfied with this punishment?"

He reached out and grabbed the wooden needle at the throat, pulled it out gently, and then heard the strong monk roar like a beast.

It was a sound made only when it was in extreme pain, and it made people shudder to hear it.

"How about it, have you made up your mind and don't plan to answer my question?"

The strong monk couldn't speak normally at all, but squeezed out a voice from his throat, with a monstrous hatred like substance.

"If I get the chance, you old dog will definitely not be able to survive or die!"

Faced with this threat, the old man just smiled lightly.

He has been in the world of practice, he has never seen any kind of battle, no matter how fierce the threat of words is, it is not as real as directly taking action.

Besides, since he was interrogating him now, the strong monk would never have any chance of revenge. Even if Tang Zhen refused to agree, he would find a way to kill this guy.

"It seems that it's still not the time, so you can experience it for a while, after all, this is just the beginning."

While the old man was speaking, he reached out and grabbed the green wooden needle, and stabbed it back fiercely.

The strong monk's eyes burst out, but in the blink of an eye, they had already turned blood red.

(End of this chapter)