"Flying Monkey, how are you thinking about it?" In a cold and damp room, Wan Qingping was sitting on a chair and resting his feet on the wooden table next to him.

Two jailers stood at either side of it, each carrying a, one with an oil-soaked cowhide whip in his hand, and the other with a bottle in his hand, from which the smell of choking came faintly. A small stove not far away was blazing, and a pair of iron tongs was calcining something in the stove for some reason, and a puff of smoke and charcoal filled the room.

"Although my flying monkey is not a good person, but the secret book of the master, even if I die, I will not let it flow out! You can kill me!" A thin middle-aged man with a loose head was tied to a pillar in the room at this time, and a very firm voice came from the head of the monk.

"Okay, ambitious, hard bones!" Hearing this, Wan Qingping was not angry, but stroked his palms and laughed, but the gloomy color in his narrow eyes flashed.

"Three days later, I hope you are still so tough!Come on, give me a good service to this famous giant thief snitch!" Wan Qingping put his leg down from the table, got up and slapped the table and commanded.

"My lord, how many lashes is appropriate?" asked a jailer, pulling the leather whip in his hand.

"Smack!" a big-eared post slapped the jailer in the face, and immediately hit him, and the jailer looked like he didn't know why.

"Waste, rice bucket, you fucking fishing for oil and water Lao Tzu doesn't care, but you have lost your ability to eat, then don't blame me for slapping you! The whip alone has a fart, a soldering iron, and chili water, how can you make him comfortable and how to greet him, Lao Tzu will only see the results in three days, but don't kill me!" Wan Qingping slapped the jailer, and the depression in his heart dissipated a little, and then reprimanded with a gloomy face, and walked out of the underground dungeon along the stairs without looking back.

"Ahh

The Flying Monkey is one of the few well-known snitches in this world, and since his debut, he has been committing crimes for fifteen or six years, and has stolen countless silver taels.

But he also often helped the people, and spent most of the silver he stole on this aspect, winning the reputation of a "thief flying monkey".

Several big cities have wanted him for many years, but because the flying monkey is good at a "bone shrinking technique" and a wonderful light-weight exercise, the government has always been unable to take him.

This time the flying monkey went to a restaurant to eat by chance, who would have thought that he would meet the black shop, because he was carrying a lot of silver tickets and was inadvertently revealed by the store, so he was secretly put down sweat medicine by the black shop and put to the ground. On this day, the official happened to go to this restaurant to collect taxes, and now after that, the famous flying monkey was arrested like this, which is quite dramatic.

After Wan Qingping heard the news, he specially begged the master of the Terracotta Division to put this person in his Nancheng Terracotta Division to detain him.

Wan Qingping tried so hard, naturally not for the sake of conscientious dedication or other nonsense, but to force out the light body exercises he used, to know that a good light body exercise is even more valuable than a good internal strength and mental method.

Wan Qingping, who missed the immortal path, paid more attention to his own martial arts at this time, and his light body method has not been very good.

Ten days later, Wan Qingping finally got what he wanted. This flying monkey is also hard, soldering iron, bricks, chili pepper water, leather whip, donkey riding, bamboo sticks. When more than a dozen kinds of torture were used, he was replaced by three waves of torturers, but he was not made to confess. This made Wan Qingping very annoyed, and for the first time, he convened all his subordinates to discuss how to pry open the mouth of the flying monkey!

In the end, an old jailer who withdrew from the public gate came up with a ruthless method of "ants on the tree", smearing his body with honey to attract ants, and under the dense bite of ants, this forced the flying monkey to resist and confided in his master's light body exercises.

"Flying Harrier Style" is the name of this secret book, Wan Qingping was sitting in a side room of the yamen at this time carefully studying this light body method, his brows were sometimes soothing and sometimes wrinkled.

"Report--My lord, there is a woman who claims to be an old acquaintance of the adult, and she is asking to see her outside the yamen at this time!" said a messenger at this time.

Wan Qingping didn't speak, just nodded, and then put down the cheats, walked out of the side room, and came to the main hall.

Soon the woman was brought in, it was really an old acquaintance, it was Zhao Fengyuan's personal little maid Xiaohuan, at this time the little girl had an anxious look on her face, and it seemed that something was going on.

"What are you looking for?" Wan Qingping picked up the teacup and said in an official tone while blowing the tea leaves floating on it.

"Lord Wan, please help me, my brother has a big problem!" Xiaohuan was just anxious when he first entered the door, but when he heard Wan Qingping's words, his voice was faintly crying.

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