Niu Tou, Lao Bai, a ghost and a demon, except for the two of them, other monsters and ghosts can't get close to here, let alone enter the building of the Forty-Ninth Bureau.

We have other things to do, and when we were on the snowy mountains before, there was a Taoist priest named Fu Lu, who provided us with important information.

Other things are also very important, but the matter of Jiuquan, the underworld does not plan to explain to us, Judge Cui came yesterday, and just said that he would continue to hunt down the wanted Yin Blood King and others.

His official statement is a bit excessive, but he can't say more, so he can only leave it at that.

In this case, we have no choice but to change directions.

The people of their lineage were originally under the command of Cao Hou, the ghost king of Beibi Mountain, and Cao Hou, that is, Cao Cao, was captured by the army of the underworld, and the remnants of the forces hooked up with the dead and alive.

This time, the remnants of Beibi Mountain did not care about the matter of death and lifelessness, and only sent the weakest person out of the blessing and killing in a perfunctory manner, because their boss, the legendary Cao Hou, escaped from below and got a human body.

After Fu Lu was arrested by us, he told us what he knew, but he didn't know much, and the matter was urgent at that time, so he didn't go into much detail.

Originally, we thought that there would be a chance to take him down the mountain, but things changed too quickly, and in the end, most of the mountains were beaten and disappeared, and Fu Lu was naturally left on the mountain by us, judging from the situation at the time and his cultivation, this guy will definitely not survive.

Although the blessing is gone, there is still one person in our hands.

This person is Fu Lu's uncle, and his road name is Hongqiao.

Hongqiao was caught by us because of his help and was locked up under the forty-ninth inning.

Zheng Fatzi's plan was to get information from his mouth, but this person's mouth was too hard to pry it open, and the prison under the forty-ninth bureau was not a good place, and the methods were countless times more ruthless than the kind that dealt with ordinary people.

Because Hongqiao's mouth was too hard, Zheng Fatzi had already given up the idea of getting other information from his mouth, and just locked him down and abandoned him.

Now that the whereabouts of Fu Ji are unknown, there is a high probability that he is no longer there, and we can't find the whereabouts of the rest of the Fu Ji Master, so we have to think of Hongqiao again and want to get information from his mouth.

Zheng Fatzi's torture methods are very superb, and his methods have already been used.

We followed Fat Zheng and walked down.

Although the 49th Bureau has newly rebuilt the building, the original building has not been changed, so there is not even an elevator when you go down.

Even so, under the forty-ninth bureau, there are still several floors, and the functions are divided into areas, some of which are collection rooms, and the other is where sinners are kept.

There are not many people who are qualified to be locked up here, and people like Fu Lu are not qualified to be locked up here.

Hongqiao was locked up at the top, and according to Zheng Fatzi, the further down the lockdown, the more dangerous it became.

I haven't seen anyone locked up below, firstly, my curiosity is not so strong, and secondly, these rooms have been sealed and cannot be opened casually.

The house where Hongqiao is located is the penultimate room on the first floor.

It was an empty room, with nothing but a bed, and when we came, Hongqiao was sitting in the middle of the clearing, meditating with his eyes closed.

The reason why it is said to be a meditation is because Hongqiao's cultivation has been abolished by Zheng Fatzi.

The sea of dantian qi was broken, and the pipa bone was also nailed through, and with such a technique, Hongqiao could not continue to cultivate, so he was meditating, not cultivating.

For people like Hongqiao, in fact, including us, it is a great loss to abolish the cultivation, and it is even more important than the loss of life.

embarked on the road of cultivation and saw more beautiful scenery, but was beaten back to its original shape, this sense of disparity was enough to make Hongqiao's body and mind suffer all the time.

This is the heaviest punishment for him, and death is not the end of everything, so let him suffer like this.

However, during this time, it seems that Hongqiao's mind and realm have been honed, and after seeing us come in, he didn't even raise his eyelids.

Last year's Hongqiao was not like this, I still remember when he fought with me, he kept cursing, but now he doesn't say a word.

Zheng Fatzi looked at Hongqiao and frowned, this guy doesn't get oil and salt, if it weren't for the value of his use, Zheng Fatzi really didn't care about this guy.

I didn't expect that this guy could really bear it, he seemed to have made up his mind, we don't talk, and he doesn't talk either.

"Daoist Hongqiao, is it comfortable to live here?" After thinking about it, Zheng Fatzi still spoke first.

Hongqiao opened his eyes: "Who should I be, it turned out to be Director Zheng and his subordinates, what's the matter, is there anything else worth thinking about on Poor Dao?"

Although this person has become a lot calmer, but a mouth is still the same damage, I didn't take a stubble, but Huang Bawang is not light, and he wants to give this guy a few punches when he rushes up.

Of course we won't be so cheap with this product, I can see that his body is very weak now, and it is estimated that he can't help Huang Bawang's fists.

"Don't be impulsive!" I grabbed Huang Bawang's arm, and Huang Bawang chose to give up after fighting for a while.

Hongqiao saw that Huang Bawang was stopped by me, and there was a look of disappointment in his eyes, he had planned to find death, but now that he is alive, it is better to die.

'It's a pity that I was destroyed by this guy again...' Thinking of this, Hongqiao glanced at me with hatred again.

"Say, Director Zheng, go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, what do you want to know from me, there are things you don't know, say it and make Poor Dao happy. ”

The muscles on Zheng Fatzi's face jumped, and it could be seen that this Hongqiao really angered him.

But Zheng Fatzi suppressed his anger: "Daoist Hongqiao, we came to you today to discuss a deal with you. ”

"Deal?" Hongqiao raised an eyebrow.

"That's right, it's a deal, a deal that gets you out. ”

"Oh, that's right. Hongqiao scratched his chin, and the iron lock on his hand made a chaotic sound: "But I choose to refuse." ”

Hearing him say that, I feel like I want to hit someone.

Even though I knew that this old way was looking for death now, I still felt my anger rising.

"Hongqiao, you old bull nose, it's too much, don't you want to go out?" Originally, Zheng Fatzi thought that going out was still a little attractive to Hongqiao, but he didn't expect that this old way was heartbroken, and he was just unmoved.

"Of course Poor Dao doesn't want to, but now that Poor Dao has become a waste, what else can he do when he goes out, it's better to stay here and end up quiet. ”

(End of chapter)