"You, what's your name, where did you live before?"

"My name is Jiao Er, and I used to ...... In the past, ...... "may have been too nervous, and the second man who was interrogated suddenly stumbled." Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Take it!" the martial cultivators couldn't help but say and stepped forward to arrest people.

"What are you going to do? I'm a good citizen. ”

"Good People......" The Mormo cultist in charge of the interrogation sneered, and then smashed his head with one palm.

Suddenly, the red and white pulp was splashed on the faces of all the nearby Wu Xiu, and they didn't dislike it, they all stretched out their tongues and cleaned the slurry on the side of their mouths.

This scene made everyone's scalp tingle.

So much so that no one dared to stutter during the next interrogation.

"You, what's your name, where did you live before?"

"Back to the official, my name is Jiang Ping'an, I used to live at No. 3 A on Oil Persimmon Street, and I was the chief of the Jiazi Bao. ”

"Chief, not a small officer. ”

Jiang Ping'an's face instantly turned dead.

Fortunately, this time, the other party did not kill anyone, but just pointed to the men and women in the entire gathering place and said, "Look carefully, if there is anyone you know." ”

"Hui Guanye, this family is surnamed Ma, I know everything, and this family, surnamed Wang, is also a good citizen of Oil Persimmon Street......"

"Gone?"

"No, I know so much. ”

"Then let's see if there are any unfamiliar faces that have been mixed in recently. ”

"Yes, yes!"

Jiang Ping'an turned around, his eyes swept over the survivors one by one, and finally, he froze on Jiang Cheng.

"What?!" the Mormonites noticed something was wrong.

"Back to sir, no. ”

After a brief pause, Jiang Ping'an looked away.

"Yes!"

The disciple in charge of the interrogation stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Cheng by the collar: "What is your name?

"My name is Jiang Fourteen, and I used to ......" Jiang Cheng paused.

At this moment, he didn't dare to make it up. Because one is not good, it may be debunked.

"Back to the official, my family used to live in Tianshuijing Hutong, Gengshi, not my own house, it was rented. The surname of the owner is Pan, called Pan Changnian, there are two pairs of daughters-in-law, five grandsons and three granddaughters, his eldest son is called Pan Shitian, and the second son is called Pan Shili......

But it was a slave girl who spoke in time and took over Jiang Cheng's problem.

"Tell me what you're doing, and who she is. This time, the other party designated Jiang Cheng, which means that the female slave can no longer answer for him.

"I work as a part-time worker at the wharf of the car dealership, she is my daughter-in-law, we are both from Waibao, our family is poor, and we came out to beg for a living......"

Before it was destroyed by vultures, Panjiaji was a large town with a population of tens of thousands.

Such a big town, coupled with the constant flow of merchants, it is said that there should be a lot of identities to choose from.

But Jiang Cheng knew that those who were glamorous and easy to explain could not be pretended.

For example, local officials, tycoons, shopkeepers, juniors, etc., because they often show their heads, once they are fake, they will be easily recognized. The merchants who came and went were the objects of strict inspection by the Momeng Sect.

That's why he wants to say that he is a coolie who lives by his strength.

Coolies, usually carrying sacks and moving boxes, no one cares what you look like and where you live.

"Yes, I think you seem to have practiced martial arts. ”

The interrogating Moroccan sectarian slapped Jiang Cheng on the face, causing him to fall to the ground.

"The official man laughed, since the Shenwu Marquis destroyed the Xianmen Martial Dao Dachang, which man doesn't want to practice martial arts and get ahead? The villain is just not talented, and he can't break through the day after tomorrow, so he came to Pan Jiaji to do coolies. ”

The Dao seed can be covered, but the tempered body cannot, so Jiang Cheng simply admitted it generously.

"The ability is sparse, but the heart is not small. The other party sneered, then looked at the slave girl.

Perhaps it was her lifeless appearance, too far away from the target, that the Mormon disciples let her go so easily and interrogated others instead.

In this way, it took a long time before they led people to evacuate.

However, before leaving, there were still five martial arts modified civilian costumes and mixed among the survivors.

"It's dangerous! Fortunately, we got there first, and if we delay until tomorrow, we will be caught. ”

The slave girl's eyes were full of joy.

"How did you know how to impersonate just now?"

"This. When you were rummaging through the ruins, I happened to see it, so I put it away, and I originally planned to give it to you tomorrow morning, so that you can memorize it. ”

The slave girl found a household register from a hidden corner, and the information recorded on it was exactly the same as what she had said before, and in addition, there was a detailed description of the appearance of the family.

It's really familiar, as long as you don't meet the head of the household himself, you won't be exposed at all.

"Don't talk about it, go to sleep. Jiang Cheng's spiritual sense found that one of the Momeng disciples was walking this way.

"Official, I'm so scared!"

The slave girl immediately pretended to be overly frightened. Jiang Cheng had no choice but to hug her and sleep like a real couple.

The lurking cultists listened for a while, found nothing, and quietly left.

"Official, I'm so hot. ”

After another moment, the slave girl murmured in his ear.

That's not right!

Jiang Cheng noticed that when the other party spoke, in addition to the faint fragrance, there was also a scorching breath.

I think I have a fever.

Hiding in the dark tree cave for more than ten days, without eating or drinking, coupled with fear, even Wu Xiu couldn't bear it.

What's more, at that time, the two were close together, and every time Jiang Cheng practiced, a small part of the Dark Yuan Spirit would quietly invade the other party's body and corrode the vitality

"It's just a fever, don't be afraid. ”

Having said that, Jiang Cheng didn't have a good way.

The dark attribute spirit is not suitable for curing diseases, and the herbs that can cure diseases can only be collected by entering the mountains.

With the Moroccan cultists on the lookout, he couldn't take any risks.

"I'm so hot, hug me, hug me......"

The Burnt Confused Slave Girl said as she tugged at her clothes.

Jiang Cheng guessed that it might be due to high body temperature and urgent need to dissipate heat, so he moved to assist the other party and took off his clothes.

In this way, the body of the slave girl was unabashedly revealed.

It is really a rare beauty in the world, the red bamboo shoot peak, the slender waist that Yingying holds, and the dark forbidden places, every place is not so beautiful that it makes people's hearts beat.

Even Jiang Cheng, who was determined in his Dao heart, had to lose his mind for a while before he returned to normal.

"That should be pretty much the case. ”

He found another damp cloth and put it on the other's head.

Things have come to this point, and they can only be resigned to fate. Generally speaking, martial cultivators rarely get sick due to their strong physique. But once you get sick, it's definitely not a simple problem. This point, whether it is congenital or acquired, the difference is only that the congenital trouble will be more serious than the acquired.

"Vomit ......"

After a while, the slave girl, who was lying quietly on her back, suddenly vomited.

Jiang Cheng, who was helpless, had no choice but to throw away the filthy blanket, and then fetch water to wash the other party's body.

I don't know if it's a stimulus, but at the moment when the cold water just touched her body, the slave girl opened her eyes slightly, and then quickly closed them again.

The face also became more fiery.

"Just get it, I'll promise you anyway......"

She clearly misunderstood something.

However, Jiang Cheng didn't hear this, because the slave girl only moved her mouth slightly, and she didn't make a sound at all.