0196 Coerced confessions
Hearing that Wednesday asked him to write down the contents of "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" silently, Vermaelen was a hundred unwilling. But what if you don't want to? Vermaelen shuddered at the thought of the pain he had just suffered. He really hadn't experienced that kind of pain since he was born, and the kind of pain that could penetrate into the soul made him shudder when he thought about it.
Therefore, he took the pen and paper in his hand on Wednesday and began to draw tremblingly, first the meridian diagram of the human body, followed by the diagram of the internal force, and then various tricks and precautions when practicing. Internal strength, not to say that you can have a fortune map, if you don't have those precautions, not only may you go astray, but you may even have problems with practice.
Just like this Vermaelen, although he has learned such good internal skills, he has neglected the most critical point, so that he is proud of his future. The precautions that the practice of "Pure Yang Wujigong" must be the body of a child are generally not pointed out in the cheats, but reminded by the master himself.
Just like Zhang Sanfeng, if he didn't say it, no one would know that there would be such a requirement for this kung fu.
Of course, knowing the precautions does not mean that you can abide by them, among Zhang Sanfeng's seven apprentices, why can the second Yu Lianzhou's skill surpass the eldest Song Yuanqiao? It is because Song Yuanqiao can't help but be lonely and broken, so although he is the first among the Wudang Seven Heroes, his strength is not as good as that of the second Yu Lianzhou.
Therefore, there is no room for sloppiness in the matter of cultivating internal strength, not only must we practice diligently when practicing, but we must also be cautious and cautious. You can't be careless, and if you are a little careless, you can't make an inch. If it is heavier, the power will be wasted.
Vermaelen hesitated for more than an hour before putting down the pen and whispering, "That's all I remember." ”
Wednesday snorted, "Meaning there must be something missing in what you've written, right?"
Vermaelen hurriedly argued: "I really can't remember, and I can't guarantee that all of this is correct." ”
"Hmph, then I'll ask you. Is there a copy of "Pure Yang Wuji Gong"?" Wednesday snorted and changed the question.
"This ......" Vermaelen hesitated for a moment, saw Wednesday's cold eyes, and hurriedly said, "There is only one copy." But in my family's secret room, only my father and I can enter and exit, and the cheats must not leave the secret room. ”
Wednesday muttered, "That is." This "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" is only practiced by you and your father?"
Vermaelen shook his head. "My father didn't practice, he said that he studied for many years, but he couldn't find the knock at all, and he couldn't even find the most basic sense of qi, so he didn't learn, but just urged me to practice hard. ”
Wednesday squatted down after hearing this, and said with a smile: "Yes, I just like your attitude." We've got something to say, right? You'll suffer less, won't you?" Seeing Vermaelen's busy nod, Wednesday secretly disdained it, and at first he wanted to play a little trick, pretending to be confused and fake hardness, but after a burst of torture, he behaved like a cat.
But it's normal, Vermaelen isn't a specially trained agent or anything, what are these secrets before his life is threatened? Even if he was in such a predicament on Wednesday, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't leak his secrets. So, we must not fall into the hands of others again, thought secretly on Wednesday.
Seeing that Vermaelen's heart defense was broken, Wednesday struck while the iron was hot and asked, "Where is your family's secret room?
Vermaelen shook his head, "You can't really say this, you better kill me, I told you that I would be killed by my father anyway." ”
Wednesday Xiaoxiao took out a pot of water from the inventory and put it in front of Vermaelen, "Don't be so nervous, your family's secret room will definitely not be built in the wilderness, right, it's not in the castle to the north, it's in your city lord's mansion, I'm right?"
Vermaelen hesitated and nodded, because Wednesday was right.
And Wednesday smiled secretly when he saw this, but there was an expression of Shi Shiran on his face, "Isn't this right, these two places are the key defensive places of your Hill family, with a cloud of masters and dense organs, not to mention that I am alone, even one or two hundred people can't enter, right?"
Vermaelen smiled a little proudly, bit the mouth of the kettle and took a sip of water, "Don't say one or two hundred, even one or two thousand people are in vain, not to mention that I still have masters at home." ”
Wednesday spread his hands, "That's right, it doesn't matter if you tell me, anyway, I don't know what I can do, right, where is your secret room?"
This time, Vermaelen didn't continue with Wednesday's words, but shook his head, "I still can't tell you." ”
Wednesday smiled and didn't care, "I guess it must be the City Lord's Mansion, right?" Seeing that Vermaelen didn't say anything, he sighed, "My young city lord, you just need to say yes or no, is this very difficult? ”
"I really can't tell you," Vermaelen shook his head vigorously, "my father is going to kill me." ”
Wednesday removed a long golden needle and flicked it gently, "Then I'll let you taste the taste of life worse than death before your father kills you, and simply kill you, wouldn't it be cheaper for you?"
"Don't, don't ......" Vermaelen stared at the slender golden needle in Wednesday's hand with fearful eyes, and then pleaded, "Please, let me go." ”
Unmoved, Wednesday gently stabbed the golden needle into his skin under Vermaelen's gaze, and then asked in an extremely soft voice, "Where is the secret room?" as he asked, swiping the golden needle lightly across Vermaelen's skin, as if it was about to pierce at any moment.
Although it hasn't been pierced yet, the fear it brings at this time is the strongest. Friends who have had injections should know that when you get an injection, the most fearful time in your heart is not in the process of injection, but when the doctor is preparing, especially when you look at the slender needle tip about to pierce your skin, that fear is the strongest.
And Vermaelen was in this state at this time, being lightly touched by the cold golden needle on the skin, the whole person was trembling, as if he had imagined the pain of the golden needle after entering the body, so he collapsed in an instant, grinning and shouting: "In the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord's Mansion ......"
Wednesday smiled with satisfaction, "That's right, I have to do it before I can speak, it's not a good habit," he said and motioned for him to take a breath, "Now it's time to tell me the specific location of your secret room, what kind of mechanism it has, how many people are guarding it, and so on." ”
Vermaelen gasped and looked at Wednesday, then looked at the golden needle in Wednesday's hand, closed his eyes and said quickly: "In my father's study, behind the red table, there is no one guarding inside, but there are countless swordsmen and mages outside, and there are two masters sitting in the town. ”
Wednesday nodded, "What kind of people are the two tall people, how tall are they?"
"Bigswordsman Beechele Tolan, Magister Bolton Shaw...... "Vermaelen is now completely let go, and it is much easier to exit.
"Describe their faces, and I'll see if there's a chance to ask these two masters for advice," said Wednesday, still not planning to let Vermaelen go.
However, the question was not a secret, so Vermaelen answered more easily, "Mr. Tolan is blonde and blue-eyed, and a heavy drinker, and always holds a lilac-studded sword in his left hand, while Mr. Bolton Shaw is a fire mage, often wearing a red mage robe, and his staff is a high-grade staff inlaid with flamingo magic crystals, and he is thinner. ”
Vermaelen snorted after finishing speaking, "Now that you're satisfied, what else do you have to ask?"
Wednesday smiled when he heard this, "Of course, I want to know how many martial arts masters like you are in your City Lord's Mansion, or how many people have cultivated internal strength?"
Vermaelen looked at Wednesday with the same eyes as if he were mentally retarded, "What I cultivated was a secret on the entire continent a few months ago, how could anyone else cultivate? Even my personal guards don't know what I'm cultivating, they just know that I'm fast." ”
Wednesday frowned, "It means that in your entire City Lord's Mansion, you are the only one who has practiced internal strength, swordsmanship, boxing and light skills?"
Vermaelen snorted, "That's natural, you don't want to think about it, if we let other forces know that our family has such a thing, can we still live until now? ”
Thinking about it on Wednesday, this is also the truth, if the secret of the Hill family's cultivation of internal strength and the effect is very good, then whether it is the Holy See or the Sean Kingdom, they will definitely not let go of the Hill family, just like the Li family. Piff is not guilty, unless the Hill family is too strong for other forces to confront it.
But obviously, the Hill family is the boss in Washworth City, but it is nothing in this province, let alone in the entire Sean Kingdom, if it is against a behemoth like the Holy See, the ending will not be different from the Li family.
Then on Wednesday, he inquired from Vermaelen about some other information about the Li family, such as how many masters there are, how strong they are, what plans Old Hill has, and so on. However, he didn't ask anything substantial, and he didn't know whether it was true or not, Vermaelen said sincerely, but there was no way to verify it on Wednesday, so he could only be half-convinced and used as a reference.
It was only in the end that Vermaelen was asked to write down the content of "Tiyun Zong", "The Great Monument Wrestler" and "Serial Lost Legs", which ended this round of torture. After the sky was completely dark, he knocked Vermaelen unconscious and tied it sturdy, and told Li Sisi to be on guard, and left the mountain with the little Dan Dan on Wednesday, and then went straight to Washworth City.
At this time, it is naturally not a pleasure to go to Washworth City, and on Wednesday I am going to come to visit the City Lord's Mansion at night to prepare for tomorrow's action. (To be continued......)