The two moved Yang Ming to a sparsely populated place in Longhu Mountain.

The Taoist priest touched the sweat on his forehead and said to Ning Qiushui:

"Mr. Ning, it's really thanks to you, if it weren't for you, I'd ...... this time I'm afraid that there will be more luck and less luck! ”

Ning Qiushui trapped Yang Ming on a tree with a rope and asked casually:

"I can't say that, after all, you helped me before."

"Still, I want to make sure again, you're the 'Red Bean'?"

The Taoist priest nodded.

"Yes, I am."

Ning Qiushui finished what he was doing and carefully looked at the Taoist priest in front of him from head to toe.

"What's your name?"

The Taoist priest replied:

"Poor Dao does not call the name of the layman, and the road name is 'Xuanqingzi'."

Ning Qiushui nodded.

Earlier, "Mole" sent him a message, saying that he had found the whereabouts of "Red Bean", and asked him to go quickly, because there was a suspicious target who went to the town at the foot of Dragon and Tiger Mountain early in the morning, and it was suspected that he was also going to "Red Bean".

I have to say that the information support of the "Mole" has always been very powerful, allowing Ning Qiushui to find the Taoist priest first, and told him the situation, and used him to catch fish.

Doing so is risky.

But the Taoist priest agreed very simply.

Xuan Qingzi looked at Yang Ming, who was tied to the tree, and asked uncertainly:

"Shall we just wait for him to wake up?"

Ningqiu Waterway:

"Here's what the humanitarian process looks like."

"But my patience with the enemy has never been very good."

After speaking, he casually picked up a very thin dry branch from the ground, folded it lightly, and then aimed it at Yang Ming's fingernails, and suddenly stabbed it!

A terrible scream immediately resounded here, startling a flock of birds nearby!

Xuan Qingzi's eyelids jumped wildly from the sidelines.

He grew up in a Taoist temple on the mountain, and he almost never walked down the mountain, where has he ever seen such a scene?

Such a cruel thing, why can Ning Qiushui do it so calmly?

"Awake?"

Ning Qiushui showed a sunny smile to Yang Ming in front of him.

Yang Ming quickly adapted to the pain, and he struggled hard to find that he was tied up to death.

One hand is still nailed to the waist, and a sharp pain spreads with the slightest exertion.

"Who are you?"

Yang Ming's voice trembled a little.

In the previous moment of life and death, he didn't have the energy to think so much, but now after going through it in his mind, Yang Ming suddenly remembered that there was also a very terrifying guy in the industry...... I like to use a nail gun.

"I ask you, don't ask."

Ning Qiushui said.

"Are you from Rashomon?"

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Yang Ming's mouth:

"It's not brother...... You're not looking for the wrong person, are you? ”

"What Rashomon?"

"I'm just going to ...... Internet"

Poof!

Before he could finish his sentence, a nail pierced the instep of his foot!

Yang Ming snorted and tried his best to endure it, the fat on his face shaking because of the pain.

"That's it."

Ning Qiushui took a picture of Yang Ming, then took out the dagger on his waist and took a photo as well.

He sent these two photos to 'Mole' and Bai Xiaoxiao, and asked them to check them for themselves.

Bai Xiaoxiao's identity in reality is very unusual, although the speed of checking news is not as fast as that of a "mole", but maybe he can dig something deeper.

After doing this, Ning Qiushui stared at Yang Ming again and asked:

"Second question."

"Why do you hunt down people who have 'faith' in them?"

Yang Ming's breathing was a little heavy.

"If I told you, would you let me go?"

Poof!

As soon as he finished speaking, his calf bone was pierced by a nail again!

The pain of piercing the bones made Yang Ming finally not hold back, and wailed bitterly.

"Don't ask questions, I don't want to repeat them."

Although Ning Qiushui's tone was very calm, the sense of oppression was as heavy as a mountain!

"Yes...... It's up to you! ”

"I don't know why!"

Ning Qiushui said with a smile:

"Is it really unclear, or is it false?"

Yang Ming gritted his teeth:

"I don't know!"

Ning Qiushui aimed the nail gun at his head, and the latter hurriedly shouted in fright:

"I said, don't kill me!"

"It's an important secret, if you don't kill me, I'll tell you!"

Ning Qiushui took away the nail gun.

"Okay, I'm not going to kill you."

"Say."

Yang Ming's forehead was covered with sweat.

When Ning Qiushui raised the nail gun and aimed it at his forehead just now, he really felt death clearly!

Yang Ming almost dared to confirm it, but if he said it slowly, there were now a few nails stuck in his head!

"They...... Believe! ”

Hearing the word 'letter', Ning Qiushui's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"What do you want to believe?"

"I really don't know...... Strictly speaking, I'm not a Rashomon person, and my contribution value is not enough to be eligible to join them. ”

After Yang Ming finished speaking, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth at Ning Qiushui and said:

"You said you wouldn't kill me!"

Ning Qiushui glanced at him.

"I'm not your father, I said you would believe it?"

Yang Ming was stunned.

The next moment, there were a few more nails on his head, and his whole body went limp.

Xuan Qingzi on the side saw a big living person die in front of him, his legs suddenly weakened, and he sat on the ground.

Ning Qiushui glanced at him.

"Haven't seen a dead man?"

Xuan Qingzi's face turned pale and he didn't speak.

Ning Qiushui asked:

"Is there a shovel in the temple?"

Xuan Qingzi nodded.

Ning Qiushui:

"Let's go get a shovel and bury him."

Xuan Qingzi glanced at Yang Ming's corpse, didn't dare to say a word, and even crawled to lead the way.

Ning Qiushui carried Yang Ming's corpse and followed him, and before he could walk for long, Ning Qiushui suddenly said:

"Dao Chief, you're not a 'red bean'."

Xuan Qingzi, who was walking in front, was stunned, stopped in place for a moment, and then turned his head to show an ugly smile.

"I ...... I am! ”

Ning Qiushui shook his head.

"You're not."

“…… But don't be nervous, who he is doesn't really matter to me, I want to meet him, I just want to know more about Faith. ”

"You should know that the person who holds the 'letter' is very dangerous, so in order to protect him, you pretended to be him, and if you can do this, he must have a good relationship with you, either your master, or your brother and sister or something......

"I saved your life today, and it can be regarded as a small favor for him, go back and let him talk to me more, it doesn't hurt him to know someone like me."