[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Daoist Mo's Whisk

"Not... Ninth Young Master?" Hu Tiehua was stunned.

"Since the son doesn't know him." Li Guanghan looked at Gong Jiu and curled his lips: "Then let the son interrogate the stowaways in the next room, and leave them to me. These people are tough people. They are all Lianjiazi, so they may have to be punished to tell the truth."

Hu Tiehua was shocked.With the old bedbug, the dead rooster, and the Daoist in their current state, can they still be punished? !

This...is there still a way out?

Before Gong Jiu could speak, he quickly leaned on the railing and yelled loudly: "Young Master Jiu, you can't! The Taoist priest is injured! His back was injured by gunpowder! He can't move now, absolutely not!" Hand it over to Li Guanghan for interrogation! How can he survive the punishment now?!"

Mo Qi: "..."

He was just listening to the conversation between Hu Tiehua and Gong Jiu quietly at first, but when he heard Hu Tiehua's words "how can I stand it", the calmness he maintained suddenly shattered, and he almost turned over and sat up immediately, blurting out that he could He could bear the punishment, but as soon as the impulsive words came to his lips, Mo Qi restrained him in time.

Avoid arrogance and impetuosity, and avoid impulsiveness.Mo Qi recited it silently several times, suppressing the inexplicable impulse in his heart that he couldn't explain.

He pursed his lips restrainedly, remained silent, turned his face to the other side uncomfortably, and frowned facing the wall.

In the deepest part of his heart, which he hid so well that he didn't even realize it, Mo Qi still looks forward to walking with Gong Jiu as before.

But after the cold war that day, this expectation seemed a bit bastard.Mo Qi followed the self-restraint and etiquette self-requirement, and suppressed this selfish expectation very well.

Facing the wet black stone wall of the dungeon, he thought in a daze, no matter what Gong Jiu decides, whether to help or not, he will not blame Gong Jiu, and he does not have the position to blame Gong Jiu.

Mo Qi is sullen and self-conscious, full of conflicts and entanglements in his heart, expecting and blaming himself, and only he himself knows the decision he made.

Only he and Gong Jiu knew about the cold war between him and Gong Jiu, and never told anyone about it.

Therefore, while Mo Qi was waiting for Gong Jiu's reply without any expectation, Hu Tiehua, who didn't know it, was still working hard, not wanting to let several friends who had been seriously injured fall into Li Guanghan's hands and be tortured.

Hu Tiehua looked at Gong Jiu with hope, his face was almost deformed by the railing: "Really, Mr. Jiu, you see that the Taoist priest is lying on the bed. When did you see the Taoist priest lying on the bed? He really The injury is very serious!"

Mo Qi resisted the sudden sense of shame, a little redness appeared on the tips of his ears: "..."

He really wanted to disregard the principles that his mother taught him to be a gentleman, be kind and forbearous, and take a step back and take a step forward, and immediately stood up to fight for this moment of face.

In front of Chu Liuxiang, Hu Tiehua, and Ji Bingyan, he had never been so embarrassed and paid so much attention to his image, but he just didn't want to show the slightest weakness in front of Gong Jiu.

Chu Liuxiang also said: "Yes, Mr. Ninth? Tell me, are you willing to let the Taoist priest be tortured by others like this?"

Chu Liuxiang firmly grasped Gong Jiu's pain point.

Gong Jiu doesn't necessarily care whether Mo Qi will be executed or not, after all, the pain of execution cannot be empathized with Gong Jiu, the pain he has suffered may be much more than this, and he even feels the pain For fun.

But Gong Jiu absolutely cannot tolerate "other people" executing Mo Qi.

"other people".

These three words instantly made Gong Jiu's heart feel disturbed by something, and he became unhappy.

Li Guanghan looked at Gong Jiu with a half-smile: "Your Majesty?"

Gong Jiu said with a cold face: "I'll interrogate these few, you interrogate the one next door."

Li Guanghan was dancing on the tip of the knife, provoking Gong Jiu's nerves: "Didn't the prince say that he doesn't know these people?"

Gong Jiu gave Li Guanghan a cold look: "I don't know each other. But I want to interrogate these few." There was a menacing tone in his voice, "Does General Li have any comments?"

"Hehe." Li Guanghan didn't say anything else, he laughed a few times, and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation to Gong Jiu.

Sitting at the opposite wooden table, the soldiers who looked like two wooden statues immediately stood up, each took out half of the keys, put them together, and opened the iron door of the cell.

Gong Jiu didn't even look at Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua, and went straight to the person lying on the bed.

Mo Qi's injury was indeed severe, and because he moved twice to get to the wound when he just woke up, the blood had already penetrated the bandage, and a dark red oozes from the back of the snow-white obscene clothes.

"..." The cloud in Gong Jiu's heart inexplicably became more gloomy, and he said gloomyly, "Who made it?"

He stretched out his hand to uncover Mo Qi's blood-stained obscene clothes.

Mo Qi really can't lie down now, even if the blood gushes out like sweat, it can't stop him from standing up: "It's nothing!"

He sat up on the bed, and the sweat from the pain immediately wet his disheveled temples.

When Mo Qigang and Gong Jiu met their gazes, their hearts skipped a beat.

... He was impulsive again.

Even in the severe pain, the thought of introspection popped up in Mo Qi's mind immediately.

Gong Jiu's complexion was so pale that it looked like a frozen abyss, and his eyes were even colder: "It seems that I am being sentimental again?"

He didn't intend to wait for Mo Qi's answer at all, turned around with a cold face, and stepped out of the cell: "Except for this Taoist priest, the rest will be sent to the general's mansion. As for this Taoist priest... I will transfer him to the most remote place in your dungeon." Go to the cell." Gong Jiu paused outside the cell door, turned his face slightly, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I want to kiss, interrogate, and question myself."

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Mo Qi lay on the bed, his hands and feet were bound by shackles: "..."

A few servants who came to deliver soup and rice to Gong Jiu took advantage of Gong Jiu's absence, stretched their necks out of curiosity, peeked at Mo Qi, whispered and left.

"Who is this?"

"Don't you know, Shizi also specially opened a separate cell to lock him in! Those who were with him have already been sent out of the cell!"

"Oh, this Taoist priest looks good."

"You say, is this the son of the world that he has taken a fancy to..."

"Shut up! Watch your head!"

The servants put down the soup and rice and left quickly.

After Gong Jiu took Mo Qi and others out of the dungeon, Chu, Hu, and Ji were sent to General Li's mansion by the servants. Mo Qi was left alone, and was moved to a bed with a movable mechanism at the foot of the bed. Pushed all the way to the deepest and most remote cell in the dungeon.

Mo Qi, who was surrounded by servants and handcuffed his hands and feet: "..."

He turned around his wrist, which was shackled by the iron ring, in some confusion, not knowing where Gong Jiu came from.

Not long after he was made to wait, the iron door of the cell creaked and a person walked in.

Mo Qi turned his face sideways: "Master Ninth—"

Gong Jiu stroked the whip in his hand indifferently: "Who are you calling?"

Mo Qi paused, looked at the whip in Gong Jiu's hand: "..."

Why do you feel that Gong Jiu has a kind of bad intentions.

Mo Qi had an ominous premonition: "...what are you going to do?"

Chu Liuxiang, Hu Tiehua, and Gong Jiu have already been released from the dungeon, so why only keep him?

Gong Jiu snorted and looked at Mo Qi as if he didn't know him at all: "Are you asking knowingly? Naturally, I'm interrogating you."

He gave Mo Qi a meaningful look up and down: "It's not bad that you have no power to resist."

Mo Qi had no idea what Gong Jiu was up to, and he didn't even know how to respond to Gong Jiu's weird-sounding words: "..."

No matter how I think about it, I feel an inexplicable sense of shame.

Gong Jiu's cold eyes cut across every inch of Mo Qi's cheeks like a knife, and said slowly: "Do you know what to do with prisoners who don't cooperate?"

"..." Mo Qi was speechless for a while, and could only whisper, "Ninth Young Master, you haven't asked me a question yet, how can I cooperate with you?"

Gong Jiu acted as if he couldn't hear Mo Qi's words. He slowly unfolded the snake-like whip that had been wound several times in his hand, and without warning, it almost wiped Mo Qi's cheek and slapped it on the pillow. superior.

The strong wind brought by the whip made Mo Qi feel a bit of coolness on his face.

Gong Jiu looked carefully at Mo Qi's deep eyes like ink pools, but was disappointed that he didn't find any trace of fear or panic in them, not even surprised, as if he was sure that Gong Jiu couldn't do him any harm like.

But his limbs were all handcuffed, his back was seriously injured, and even his internal energy was sealed by medicine.

Why is he still so determined?So calm?It seems that everything in the world is in his eyes, as if the person who is bound by the chains at this time is not Mo Qi, but Gong Jiu...

Gong Jiu's fingertips felt hot, and he suddenly found that this fantasy fascinated him.

His hand clinging to the whip suddenly trembled, and his chest heaved rapidly as he took a deep breath: "Close your eyes."

Mo Qi was helpless: "You—"

Gong Jiu's face, which was as perfect as a jade carving, quickly revealed a blush.

Like the surface of the water kissed by the pink flower juice squeezed out of the most delicate peach petals, the pink ripples slowly faded away, and the brightest Shu color appeared on the corners of his raised phoenix eyes.

If he is the one who is chained to the bed now, and Mo Qi is the one holding the whip... Gong Jiu couldn't help thinking fascinatedly.

His hand that held the whip was shaking.

It's not anger, it's not fear, it's a hot excitement, a turbulent wave that pushes wave after wave to occupy Gong Jiu's fingertips, arms, limbs... and even the whole body.

Mo Qi involuntarily propped up his body, his eyes widened slightly: "Why do you..."

Why do you suddenly get sick? !

This is too strange, is Gong Jiu injured somewhere?No, no, he didn't smell any blood on Gong Jiu's body.So what exactly stimulated Gong Jiu?

The whip was clearly in Gong Jiu's own hand, and the person who was trapped was also Mo Qi, not Gong Jiu. Why did Gong Jiu suddenly get sick?

Gong Jiu's eyes were astonishingly bright, staring fixedly at Mo Qi, his limbs were so weak that he could barely stand upright, he staggered a few steps forward, and then fell to the edge of Mo Qi's bed, the whip slipped from his hand.

The tip of the tail of the thin python whip flashed across Gong Jiu's fingertips, which were also starting to turn pink.

Then there was his waist that was trembling with restraint.

Finally, it fell silently to the ground.

Gong Jiu seemed to have completely forgotten the love whip that he specially brought, his eyes could only see the iron chain on Mo Qi's body, even his hands were trembling because of the unspeakable impulse, but he still reached out to make love Mo Qi grabs those black chains that are suitable for binding at first glance.

Mo Qi didn't care about the injury on his back, and leaned back slightly to the side. Rong Gongjiu forced himself into the gap formed by the iron chain, the bed and him, and then tied the chain around his neck when the other party was about to succeed. During the time, he supported his body with his left arm, stretched out his right hand, and firmly pressed Gong Jiu's hands that were about to move and wanted to strangle him to death.

"What's the matter with you? Huh?" Mo Qi's breath was almost close to Gong Jiu's lips, and the distance between the two was only a few centimeters away.

Considering that the prisoner could not be comfortable, the length of the iron chain was not too long. After Gong Jiu insisted on getting in, the two of them were almost overlapped.

Even though Mo Qi tried his best to support his body, he still couldn't avoid touching Gong Jiuxiang.

"Have you used the formation I gave you last time?" Mo Qi asked in a low voice.

The redness in the corners of Gong Jiu's eyes became even more intense, and she didn't intend to listen to him at all.

Mo Qi grasped the right hand of Gong Jiu's wrists and exerted a little force, his tone became more serious: "Did you use that formation in reverse?"

The slight pain from his wrist temporarily satisfied part of Gong Jiu's longing. He regained his sanity slightly, but soon stared at Mo Qi with more fascinated eyes, struggling to grab the iron chain.

The bent legs hit Mo Qi's tight waist.

Gong Jiu's tone rose in a confused manner: "Yes... I gave the little old man a painting. I rubbed the ink and drew it myself."

Mo Qi's pupils shrank: "Did you reverse the formation in the painting?"

Gong Jiu gasped a few times: "—Yes." He kicked Mo Qi in great dissatisfaction, "Let go, your internal strength is gone, and I didn't ask you for 'help', do you still want to stop me? ?”

Mo Qi silently glanced at Gong Jiu, but didn't let go.

"Mind your own business." Gong Jiu gave Mo Qi a irritated and disgusted look with eyes that were still full of water, and immediately mobilized his inner strength to forcibly break away from Mo Qi's right hand.

But after struggling, Mo Qi's hands were stronger than iron hoops made of Wannian black iron.Gong Jiu didn't get any benefit at all except that he was more out of breath from being tired.

Gong Jiu's brain, which was a little dull due to the illness, realized one thing: "——You haven't been restrained from internal force?!"

Gong Jiu, whose head was scalded by the fire without firewood, widened his eyes, and the corners of the red eyes were a little wide because the eyes were wide open, and a drop of the original mist suddenly fell down.

Mo Qi didn't speak, but just took a deep look at him, his limbs bound by the iron chain creaked, and quickly slipped out of the iron chain with bone shrinking skills.

Gong Jiu's brain was fuzzy, and he didn't see how Mo Qi operated at all. In short, when he woke up a little bit, the person bound by the chains had changed from Mo Qi to him.

Not only that, Mo Qi also made a few more buckles on the already short iron chain, and tore off the unnecessary sheets and cotton wadding, and stuffed them between the iron chain and Gong Jiu's wrist, so that Gong Jiu would not borrow the iron chain Grind flesh for pain.

After doing all this, Mo Qi stood up silently, turned his back to Gong Jiu, and sat down on the seat prepared for Gong Jiu by the servants, turning a deaf ear to all the ambiguous noises behind him.

Daoist Mo: ...

Daoist Mo sat on the chair numbly, thinking: ... In the end, his wish was fulfilled again.

Mo Qi thinks about the day not long ago when he resolutely rejected Gong Jiu, and thinks about the past few days and the entangled conflicts in the cell just now, and suddenly feels that he has wasted a lot of feelings for nothing.

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Since Gong Jiu asked for Mo Qi and others, Li Guanghan naturally knew in his heart that these people must have known Prince Taiping's son, and Gong Jiu wanted to protect them.

Therefore, when everyone left the cell under Gong Jiu's leadership, changed into their attire within half an hour, and followed Gong Jiu into the interrogation room openly, there was no surprise on Li Guanghan's face.

...Of course, he would not have thought of the toss after Gong Jiu and Mo Qi sneaked into the cell alone.

At that time, he was coughing slightly with his face turned sideways, and the guard at the side immediately brought him hot water, and Li Guanghan gulped down a few mouthfuls, suppressing the fishy sweetness in his throat.

"General Li, you don't seem to be in good health?" Chu Liuxiang's right arm and right hand were re-wrapped and bandaged by Mo Qi, and now they were hanging on his chest, looking miserable.

However, no matter how miserable he is, he is not as miserable as Ji Bingyan in a wheelchair, nor is he as miserable as Mo Qi, who insists on following him.

When Mo Qi applied the medicine, he used all the ruthless medicine for himself. Just by seeing the medicine juice poured on the flesh and blood, it immediately hissed and corroded the flesh, one could know that Mo Qi was tense and almost What kind of pain are the spasmodic muscles fighting against?

Even so, Mo Qi still applied the powder and changed the bandages, and then came to the trial directly.If they hadn't been able to see his pale face, no one would have thought that this man who stood like an upright black bamboo had suffered multiple injuries on his back.

...and how he easily dealt with the mad Ninth Young Master without changing his expression just now.

After holding back for almost half a month, Gong Jiu, who was finally satisfied again, had a satisfied blush on his face, and felt much better.Finally, he has some conscience to show concern for Mo Qi who was robbed of the bed by him: "You are sweating."

Gong Jiu lowered her eyes, looked at Mo Qi's back, the part covered by the black robe: "Won't it seep into the wound?"

Mo Qi: "It's okay, it won't affect the efficacy of the medicine."

Gong Jiu almost laughed out loud: "Don't you feel pain?"

Mo Qi didn't expect Gong Jiu not only to save him after the cold war, but also to care about his pain so much.In a daze, his brain suddenly kicked off the shackles of restraint and acceptance, indulgent and self-indulgent, and mistakenly attached an irrational string, a sentence with a slight sense of ridicule before he realized it , slipped out between his lips and teeth: "Master Ninth, are you also afraid of pain?"

Gong Jiu failed to care, but was taken advantage of and ridiculed. He closed his fan immediately, and said with a very unhappy expression: "Don't talk about him, you and I are different. Don't you have a little painkiller in your treasure bag?" ?”

Mo Qi nodded, then shook his head: "Yes, but taking painkillers will make you sleepy and affect your thinking."

"Crack!" Gong Jiu slammed Mo Qi's back hard.

His face was actually uglier than Mo Qi, who was stabbed in the wound, and said coldly: "Now? Does the shadow affect thinking? Is your head clear?"

Mo Qi was really hit by Gong Jiu's fan and almost blacked out. He fell down, barely holding onto the wall, and pushed back Gong Jiu's fan: "...I'll eat it."

He couldn't tell whether Gong Jiu wanted him to hurt, or didn't want him to hurt anymore, so he reluctantly took out the painkiller from the treasure bag in a complicated mood, swallowed it dryly, and this little farce ended like this .

Mo Qi looked at Gong Jiu, but said nothing.

In fact, he doesn't take painkillers, not because he said "it will make him sleepy and affect his thinking", but because painkillers have been useless to him a long time ago.But I don't know if it was his illusion, after the painkiller that Gong Jiu forced him to take entered his throat, the pain seemed to have really eased a little.

Mo Qi raised his hand in a concealed manner, and straightened his collar.

Chu Liuxiang turned around at this moment, saw Mo Qi's small movements, and immediately turned her head in confusion.

Tidying up the collar, this is a small action that the Taoist priest only does when he is in a happy mood.

——Just now, Gong Jiu and the Taoist priest, did they talk about something that made the Taoist priest happy?

Chu Liuxiang glanced at Mo Qi and Gong Jiu with slight doubts, and after being glared at by Gong Jiu's cold and stern eyes, she turned back quickly in a timely manner.

Gong Jiu crossed his arms unhappy, because he originally didn't intend to pay attention to Mo Qi's plan, and it was so inexplicably stranded.

Li Guanghan watched Gong Jiu and Mo Qi's dispute with great interest, and after Mo Qi finished taking the medicine, he looked away leisurely under Gong Jiu's cold eyes full of warning, and poured another cup of hot water. Look at the four people kneeling in the middle of the interrogation room.

"After all, why did you sneak into Baiyun City?" Li Guang's cold voice filled the ears of the four big men.

"Li, General Li, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

If Tang Yuandao was here, he would probably be able to quickly tell that this big man's voice was exactly the same as the one he heard arguing in the guest room downstairs in Jiangshanzui.

The leading man carefully looked up at Li Guanghan, swallowed, and said, "My brother and I, no, we are not going to Baiyun City, it is because our boat encountered a storm, in order to avoid the storm, we had to Those who don't turn to the direction of Baiyun City..."

The leading man yelled for grievances: "It's true! We really are not going to Baiyun City!"

Li Guang coldly said: "Fart."

The man choked on Li Guanghan's words, and knelt up in a panic: "Really, I swear, it's true! There is no lie!"

Li Guanghan: "From Manli to the South China Sea, you must either go to Liuli or Baiyun City. The supplies on your ship are not enough to go to Liuli, but they are just enough to go to Baiyun City."

Hu Tiehua couldn't help curling her lips.He whispered to Ji Bingyan who was sitting in a wheelchair beside him: "We haven't brought anything yet."

The Taoist master rowed the bamboo raft, which is simple.No wonder when Chu Liuxiang and Chu Liuxiang went to buy a boat again, Chu Liuxiang insisted on buying the small bamboo raft instead of a big sturdy boat.

Li Guanghan's words paused, and a thoughtful gaze drifted towards Hu Tiehua's direction: "... By the way, Ninth Young Master, you said you were going to interrogate these people, but have you already interrogated them? How did they get there?" Baiyun City? When did you go? Why did you go to Baiyun City?"

Chu Liuxiang, who had been ignored by Li Guanghan all the time, said: "We went to Baiyun City by rafting on the day you arrested us yesterday. The Taoist priest went to Baiyun City to help his apprentice appreciate the sword intent. We...we just followed to see it. See if there's anything I can do to help."

When Chu Liuxiang talked about why he, Xiao Hu, and Ji Bingyan wanted to follow, his voice couldn't help but falter.

What they said for this purpose seems to have a little taste of "a chivalrous man using martial arts to violate the ban"-of course, this is measured by General Li's standards.

Li Guanghan's face was really not very good-looking, his eyes passed over Chu Liuxiang, Hu Tiehua and Ji Bingyan, and finally fell on Mo Qi: "That child is your apprentice?"

Mo Qi knew that Li Guanghan was talking about Tang Yuandao, so he nodded slightly.

Li Guanghan: "You took him to Baiyun City to let him experience the sword intent?"

Mo Qi continued to nod silently.

Li Guanghan said without guilt: "It is forbidden to sail to Baiyun City in Manli. If you sail without permission, it is a violation of the ban. If you suffer such a serious injury, you have no blame for others."

Mo Qi didn't look at the furrowed eyebrows of Gong Jiu, Hu Tiehua and others, but nodded in agreement.

On this point, he really thought that Li Guanghan was right.

But Ji Bingyan couldn't hold back his tone. He was still in a wheelchair, his legs seemed to be gouged out by knives: "Then you don't have to come up and say nothing, just hit us with a gun? Excuse me." , we deserve to die, right?"

Before Ji Bingyan and the others came, she had checked the no-sail order. It was clearly written on it that those who violated the order and were caught would only be punished by staying in prison until the no-sail order was lifted, not even a fine. No need to pay, otherwise how could he run around with Chu Liuxiang and the others?

"That's for my ordinary fishermen in the South China Sea. Some of them have to go to sea because of their livelihood. They are different from you, so naturally they can't be punished too severely." Li Guanghan snorted amusedly: "And, don't use it, you can Can you control them? Can you control those Jianghu people who are causing chaos in Baiyun City? Do you think those guys in Baiyun City who dare not probe were subdued by something?"

"General Li said this as if you are not from the Jianghu." Chu Liuxiang said tentatively.

Li Guanghan replied casually: "It's really not. My marksmanship is inherited from my family. My family has been in the army for generations and has never set foot in the rivers and lakes."

Hu Tiehua smacked her lips: "No wonder, I just said, how can there be people in the Jianghu who can do this after hearing the name of the old bug, and have the guts to open fire when they see the ups and downs of the Taoist priest."

Is this a mistake?The little soldier with the torch can be regarded as defeating the current No. [-] in Jianghu with one shot.

Li Guanghan realized that these Jianghu people were clearly covering each other, chatting chaotically in the open, but secretly they were trying to trick him.

He frowned, and didn't intend to talk nonsense with Chu Liuxiang and the others. He turned around and continued to interrogate the four strong men: "You go ahead. Who can explain to this general that with your supplies in stock, the four of you are going to sail? Where are you planning to go?"

The four men tied together by shackles looked at each other bitterly for a while, and the leader had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "We...we are not going to Ryukyu," he saw Li Guanghan's expression, and immediately He panicked, "But it's not going to Baiyun City!"

"We, we want to find the Pengshan Immortal..." The leading man slowly lowered his voice in a vain manner.

Li Guanghan: "..."

Li Guanghan: "What did you say?"

The leading man really thought that Li Guanghan didn't hear clearly, so he straightened his waist and shouted loudly: "We want to find the immortal Pengshan!!"

Li Guanghan: "..." He was shocked by the thunderous roar of the big man, and after a while he said, "It's ridiculous."

The leading man became anxious: "It's true! The Pengshan Immortal exists!" His eyes scanned all the people in the interrogation room, and landed on Mo Qi who was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a dust whisk in surprise. Daoist, you must believe it, right?"

Mo Qi: "Nonsense."

The leading man was furious, blushing and accusing Mo Qi: "Why don't you, a Taoist priest, have any faith at all! I have evidence that the Pengshan Immortal really exists!"

"Yes, yes, we have it!"

"We're not stupid..."

The remaining three also responded unconvinced.

Hu Tiehua couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

They all believed in stories like "Pengshan Immortal", how could they say that they are not stupid so confidently.

Li Guanghan lifted the Xingmu on the case table and knocked it down, suppressing the quarrel of the four people, he pointed to the leading man: "Go on, what evidence do you have?"

He casually glanced at the gun lying beside him: "Truly recruit, you don't want to know how many holes a person needs to poke in order to be tortured to death."

The heart of the leading man was so cool: Don't talk about how many holes there are, he doesn't want to be poked even with half a hole!

He shrank his neck, and frightenedly confessed: "We are not from the South China Sea, we are from Jinling."

"Half a year ago, I met a young man from a wealthy family in a restaurant in Jinling. When the wine was high, the prince told me that being rich is nothing. He has already found a good way. It is not impossible to say that if you are rich and powerful, you will live forever and live the same life as the sky."

The leading man swallowed his saliva: "I didn't believe it at first, but what he said seemed to be true. Later, the prince told me that he had made up his mind and planned to set off to the South China Sea the next day to find Pengshan Immortal, please enlighten him."

"He also told me that if the fairy enlightenment is successful, he will hold a wooden stick as a fake corpse, let the wooden stick change into his appearance, and travel in the South China Sea, and he will leave with the Pengshan fairy and go to the heaven Go to be a fairy. This is the short-term path to immortality that few people know!"

Li Guanghan narrowed his eyes.

The leading man: "When he just left, I didn't take it seriously. I took my brothers and continued to do business as usual. Unexpectedly, recently, our fur business has been losing money, and now every family is heavily in debt... I will I remembered what Prince Wang said. I thought, he shouldn’t have to lie to me, right? So, I brought my brothers to Manli.”

"I've searched around, and I really heard that there are many people in the South China Sea who have been enlightened by the Pengshan Immortal. After the autopsy, the corpses are peaceful and immortal, and they can float on the sea without swelling... And there is more than one person It succeeded." The leading man stared straight at the eyes, "Doesn't this mean that what the prince said is true!"

Ji Bingyan looked at the confident look of the leading man, and hehehe twice: "Where did this fool come from?"

Prince Wang was clearly murdered and abandoned at sea. Not only did this leading man not want to report to the police, but he actually went to believe in the legend of the "Pengshan Immortal", which is simply ridiculous!

Li Guanghan: "Tell me in detail what this prince told you about how to find the Pengshan Immortal."

The leading man racked his brains to recall: "He didn't say much... In other words, although the Pengshan Immortal is in Manli, it is extremely difficult to find him. Finding him in Manli City is like finding a needle in a haystack. It is extremely difficult."

"However, every time the immortal Pengshan enlightens a person, he will send the corpse of the enlightened person to be dissected and ascended to immortality, and then use a wooden stick to make a fake corpse to swim in the South China Sea. In order not to disturb the fisherman's daytime work, sending the fake corpse will Do it at night. Therefore, to find this Pengshan fairy, instead of searching blindly in Manli City, it is better to set off to the South China Sea every night after the dead of night, waiting for the fairy who will come to deliver the fake corpse. "

Ji Bingyan's ridicule was about to overflow from the words: "Which immortal would go to the South China Sea to dump the corpse at night when he has nothing to do every day? Don't disturb the fisherman's daytime work... I'm afraid it's because he can't show up during the day. It's easy to be caught and show off, so you choose to abandon the corpse at night!"

The leading man glared angrily, and insisted on defending the fairy status of the Pengshan fairy: "Don't talk nonsense, it's all because the gods are considerate and care about the common people!"

Ji Bingyan didn't bother to say any more, closed her eyes and leaned on the wheelchair to rest.

Chu Liuxiang frowned and said: "Just now, did you say that the prince is a 'child of a rich family with a lot of money'?"

The leading man nodded doubtfully: "Yes! You are rich! When we were eating wine, he bought the entire floor of the restaurant as soon as he sold it! That's the restaurant in Jinling!"

Under the effect of painkillers, Mo Qi, who could not help following the words of the leading man, couldn't help but use his dull mind to think about how much it would cost to build a restaurant, but he began to count a palace in his mind. Nine, two palace nines before he gave up the activity.

Jinling also has Jiang Shan Zui, who owns his own restaurant without spending a copper coin.With his dull brain, Mo Qi came to a certain conclusion.

Chu Liuxiang spoke quickly: "Since that's the case, he must be from a famous family or a wealthy businessman. Why did no one report the crime to his family when he died? Did he ever say which family he was from?"

The big man in the lead said dumbly: "...I don't know, he never said that."

Gong Jiu glanced at him: "That prince has booked a whole floor of the restaurant just to entertain you, but you don't even know which family he is from?"

The four men tied together said in unison: "Heroes don't ask where they come from!"

Everyone: "..."

Hu Tiehua sincerely said to Li Guanghan: "I think it is really impossible to say that these four idiots are here to make trouble in Baiyun City based on the IQ of these four fools."

Li Guanghan thought about the same in his heart, he patted Xingmu with some annoyance: "Then do you know, how did that prince know about this 'shortcut to immortality'?"

The big guy in the lead shook his head stupidly: "I don't know."

Li Guanghan: "...what do you know?"

The big guy in the lead looked aggrieved: "I really don't know anything!"

Li Guanghan faced the grievance of the square-faced man head-on, and his already aching head suddenly became dizzy: "... Shut them back to me! Let the painter come over and take the portrait of the 'Prince Wang' they saw." Draw it."

The soldiers on the side immediately stepped forward and carried the four idiots away.

Chu Liuxiang hesitated for a moment, took a step forward, and said to Li Guanghan: "General, can I take a step to speak?"

Li Guanghan touched the penis beside him with a blank expression.

Chu Liuxiang suddenly felt a chill down his back.

Li Guanghan: "No." He stood up slowly, turned his back behind his back, and said coldly, "I let you out because the son of Prince Taiping protects you, but I don't trust you. I advise you to leave the South China Sea quickly, Mo We must intervene in the affairs of the South China Sea again."

After finishing speaking, he brushed past Chu Liuxiang, led his soldiers, and left without looking back.

Hu Tiehua looked at the interrogation room where people went to the empty house: "Old bug, what do you want to say to Li Guanghan?"

Ji Bingyan glanced at Chu Liuxiang mockingly, still in an unhappy mood.

Chu Liuxiang touched his nose in embarrassment: "I was going to ask, there are rumors everywhere in Manli that he was detained by the 'immortal'. This story is true. If it is true, what happened when he was detained? What's up."

Hu Tiehua slapped his thigh: "That's right! I forgot, he was also arrested by that 'Pengshan Immortal'!" After being excited for a while, he hesitated again, "But... looking at General Li's appearance, he seems to be It is unlikely that this will be told to us..."

Chu Liuxiang looked at Gong Jiu: "Can the prince ask him?"

Gong Jiu put on a smile but didn't smile: "No."

Why would he help Chu Liuxiang do such a thing?

Chu Liuxiang sighed: "Okay, then wait."

Que Ling's letter should have been delivered, and Prime Minister Bao's warrant will arrive soon. At that time, they can directly ask General Li