The miserable howl continued to sound, and Luo Zheng sat in his chair and looked expressionlessly, without showing the slightest emotion of pity, as if there was a book or a painting in front of him, and all the blood was false.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Yuan took some breath, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and didn't care about the blood stains on the ground, just sat on the ground and looked at the kite.

"Master, it's almost, that's all I can do. ”

Luo Zheng looked at the small jars in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, let's do it first. ”

"Alright, several, tell me what the hell is going on. ”

Luo Zheng looked at a few people in the small jar and said lightly.

The men were dismembered and placed in the altar by Night Wish, but they didn't die, and they all still breathed.

"Kill... Kill me... Please... Kill me..."

Several people begged for the kite to kill them.

"Well, well, just say what I want to know, and I'll satisfy you. ”

Luo Zheng said casually.

The men gasped and spoke in fits and starts.

The idea was conceived by the head of the sect and was designed by someone to bring out people associated with the precept elders.

It doesn't matter who it is, it can be the successor of the Precept Elder, or the adherent of the Precept Elder, or even the Precept Elder himself, or her teacher.

"The boss thinks... Elder of the Precepts... Still alive... It's just that... I don't know... Where to hide..."

"Punish Qiu Nan... Also... Part of the trap..."

"It is said that... And a lot of arrangements... A lot of people are involved... But we... Low privileges... Just know.... This part of the responsibility..."

Luo Zheng listened, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Is the head you are talking about?"

"It's... Now there are clear rules in the sect... Everyone calls him the master... The word agent: It's already a taboo..."

"Why does he think the Elder of the Precepts is still alive?"

"It's... What the Celestial Whisperer said..."

"Who is the Celestial Whisperer?"

"A... Inhuman... It is said to know everything... I can see the heavens..."

......

The inquiry went on for a long time, and Luo Zheng asked a lot about the sect, but because the status of several people was relatively low, they didn't know much.

I don't know anything about Qiu Nan's current situation, Qiu Nan has now become the top secret in the sect, and it is said that only the head of the sect knows about it, and the gray-clothed people whose origin is unknown and only obeys the orders of the head himself.

And the Heavenly Whisperer asked a lot, she was a neutral being who would tell you everything as long as she could afford the price, and she lived in Youyun Town, forty miles northwest of Sword Pavilion City.

"I can't seem to ask anything..."

"Night wish, pack, and give a gift to the Purple Sword Pavilion. ”

Luo Zheng said, stood up, and walked outside.

"No... No... You promised... Kill our... Please... Kill us!!"

Several people screamed in pain as hard as they could.

The kite stopped and turned to look at the people.

"Help me with a message and tell him that his position as acting head has been revoked. ”

"No!!no!!!Kill us!Please!"

Several people kept wailing, they knew the character of the head of the house very well, if they were sent back like this, with the temper of the head of the house, they would definitely not die easily, I am afraid that they would have to live in the altar for a lifetime, and being killed now is the best result.

But Luo Zheng completely ignored their wails, told Ye Wish that no one would die, and left without looking back.

Looking at the back of the departing kite, Ye Yuan sighed slightly, with some distress in his eyes, but he still followed the instructions and properly handled the few people in the altar.

Leaving the interrogation room, the door slowly closed behind the kite.

Luo Zheng stood in place, suddenly choked, sat down on the ground, and cried loudly.

......

Sword Pavilion City, Purple Sword Pavilion General Pavilion.

The two disciples guarding the gate were chatting at the gate, passing the time of boredom.

A creaking sound drew the two of them.

When I turned my head, I saw an old man dressed as a peasant, pushing a wooden cart covered with oilcloth, and laboriously walking towards them.

"Hey, old man, there is the Purple Sword Pavilion in front, idlers stop, approach without authorization, and kill them!"

The disciple of the gate said loudly, placing the accessories in front of him and making a gesture to draw his sword.

"Oh, oh, don't get me wrong, old farmer, I don't mean to offend. ”

The old man hurriedly stopped, wiping his sweat and talking.

The two gatekeepers looked at the old man, but did not find any spiritual power, and made sure that he was just a mortal, so they threw the saber at their waist behind him and walked slowly to the old man.

"Old man, this is the forbidden land of the immortal family, you mortal, what are you doing here, go back quickly, don't disturb the immortal masters who are cultivating inside. ”

"Hehehe, the two immortal masters are slow to catch people, the old farmer, I came here with good intentions. ”

The old man made a salute again and again, asking the two of them not to drive people away, and listened to him finish speaking.

When the two gatekeepers heard that they had good intentions, they immediately became interested.

"Oh, good intentions, old man, tell me, what kind of intentions?"

Seeing that the two of them were interested, the old man hurriedly walked to the front of the car and lifted the corner of the oilcloth on it, revealing several small jars.

"This is the fruit wine that the old farmer made himself, before the children in the family were in trouble, thanks to the immortal master passing by to rescue, the old farmer I couldn't repay it, so I pushed this cart of wine to the immortal masters to taste. ”

The two looked at the small jars and pouted.

"Cut, I'll send a cart of wine if I save your son, you old man is really ignorant. ”

As he spoke, one of them picked up a random jar and put it in his hand.

"Tell you, old man, what we drink is all immortal wine, and you may not see it in a few more lifetimes. ”

"If you really want to thank us, send something real money, don't perfunctory us with these broken wines, this is disrespectful to us!"

Click.

The man deliberately missed, and the small jar fell to the ground, shattered, and then he reached out and drew his sword, trying to smash the cart of wine on the old man.

Unexpectedly, the smell of wine suddenly wafted in, and the man was stunned.

Stiffly lowered his head, looked at the wine that had been spilled on the ground, and sniffed vigorously a few times.

The strong and tempting aroma of wine suddenly made him lose his mind, and he fell to his knees, greedily licking the wine on the ground.

The other disciple was just like him, his eyes were blood-red, and he stared at the ground intently, licking frantically.

The old man looked at the dog-like two and smiled.

"Hehehe, it seems that the two immortal masters like the old farmer's wine very much. ”

"Since the two immortal masters give face so much, then I will leave this old wine farmer to the two of them, I hope that the immortal masters of your family can taste it. ”

"If you like it, you can go to the wine shop forty miles outside the city to find the old farmer me, I have wine there. ”

"Immortal masters are free to drink as much as you like. ”

The old man said with a smile, with a dignified face, he picked up a small wine jar casually and threw it towards the Purple Sword Pavilion.

The small wine jar flew into the Purple Sword Pavilion and landed on the square where the inner disciples were active.

Click.

The jar is shattered, and the aroma of the wine is overflowing.

One by one, the disciples of the Purple Sword Pavilion who were immortal wind bones instantly turned into greedy hungry dogs, lying on the ground, scrambling to lick the residual wine on the ground.

......

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