Fantasy World Transmigration - 828. Slide 828

After the completion of the waterboarding, the Jiang Taoist priest was like a frightened bird, yelling: “I said, I said.” Wang Chen did not expect that an official Taoist priest of the Shangqing Palace, a magical Taoist priest, would be so weak. Those who were injured before Outer disciples can do it several times! He can only sigh, it seems that martial arts can really exercise people’s will.

He had to kindly persuade him: “Abbot Jiang, you can think about it now and sort out your memory, but the punishment…we still have to pass it, it will pass in a while!”

Wang Chen brought a chair that was simply remodeled, a bench, and a wooden stake was installed on the other end of the bench. This is the traditional culture that Wang Chen learned from film and television works that reflect the cruelty of the old society. The tiger stool is also, in the early development of the party, it used to be famous. The so-called people made of special materials came from this.

Wang Chen did not believe that religious figures in this old society, landlords and tyrants, could be more powerful than a certain party member?

When he tied the Taoist priest to the stool, he probably hadn’t seen such traditional culture, and he could still ask Wang Chen, “What do you want to ask…you don’t ask anything, you can’t do this! You can’t do this…you Crazy! Ah!”

Wang Chen began to add bricks under his heel. He heard Jiang Daoshi screaming, so he took out those few shots and put them on him in the frightened look of Jiang Daoshi, and comforted him with words: “This is to prevent you. Bite your tongue, rest assured, our punishment will not threaten your life. More than anyone, we hope that you can live healthy… Punishment is to cause you pain, not to torture you… Don’t you understand ?”

Jiang Daoshi looked at him in horror. Wang Chen pressed Jiang Taichong’s head and said with emotion: “Long live understanding…I specially drilled a few holes in the ball, not to let your saliva flow out…I am not that nauseous. For. I can pour it in when I can flush. So, this is not an insult to your personality. I absolutely respect…understand the personality of others.”

Jiang Daoshi’s drool and nose flowed on his face, his eyes widened, and he looked at him in horror.

Wang Chen waited for the teacher’s palace to add a few more bricks. After seeing him nodding to himself, he knew that this was already the limit of the tiger stool. When it was raised, it would hurt the body of Taoist Jiang. He waited quietly. Yes, this period of time is as long as a century for Jiang Taoist priest. Then… Wang Chen took out a soft cotton cloth to wipe sweat and gently covered Jiang Taoist’s face.

He picked up the kettle, shook the ice cubes inside, and…started to flush the water down calmly.

Jiang Daoshi’s body struggled fiercely again…

After a long time of endless pain, Jiang Daoshi was finally pulled to a transformed grandmaster chair. Wang Chen sat on the opposite side and smiled gently: “Now, we are starting to ask questions… Have you reported to the Qing Palace? Does Zhuangzang have the situation of Taoist priests in Xia Maoshan?”

The Taoist Jiang, who was sitting opposite, trembled, replied, “Yes!”

“Please state again, that day you had a conversation with the little Taoist priest, that is, the little disciple of the Taoist priest!”

In the first few rounds, Jiang Daoshi had been trained by Wang Chen to be very obedient. During the last torture, Wang Chen also specially asked him to memorize the outline of the conversation, including how to state, say, and use what grammar. Already memorized it by heart. So Jiang Taoist returned particularly obediently: “That day, on September 11th in the Gui Chou Year, the hour was noon, no, it was a moment before noon…”

“Taoist Gu Jiang confessed that he reported it to the Palace of the Qing Dynasty Huangting Pill and Zhu Royal Rune. The Huang Ting Dan Zhu Royal Rune of the Qing Dynasty was a secret from the Shang Qing Dynasty. It is better than cheap and easy to use. Although it can pass sounds and even transmit images, it is a magic rune that can be sacrificed in the realm of Taoists. However, the Huangting Danzhu imperial rune of the Shang Qing Dynasty can be sacrificed only by Taoists, but only more than fifty characters can be passed on.”

“According to the confession of Taoist Jiang, the full text is as follows…”

The teacher’s palace had already read the news from the Jiang Taoist priest, and he was greatly relieved. Although the above guessed the identity of their Maoshan Taoist priests, the little apprentice revealed the patriarch’s legacy, but it was vague and didn’t say anything. Clearly, it should be that the Taoist priest himself did not dare to guess. The magic weapon in the hands of the two righteous villages and widows was the treasure inherited from Xia Maoshan, the ancient magic weapon of the ancestor of Jiu Gong.

Wang Chen not only tortured the reply from the Shangqing Palace, but also asked Jiang Taoist to confess a lot of information about the Shangqing Palace, and asked him to guess who it was. The information finally obtained is relatively complete.

“There were only five people who came to the Shangqing Palace this time. The lowest were all Taoist priests who were led by a Taoist. The identity of the four Taoists is unknown. However, the Shangqing Palace has explained that the Taoist is a member of the Shangqing Palace. Taoist, uncle of Jiang Taoist priest, Tao Yunlou, layman surname Guo…Guo Yunlou, birthday and year unknown, three years in Wanli, worshipped in Shangqing Palace, was good at talismans, mastered martial arts, and intensively practiced Nanquan when he was young. The sage of Taoism, and the combination of martial arts and martial arts, is the best martial artist in the Shangqing palace.”

The teacher’s palace heard that this place was already shaky, and his Liushen Wuzhu said: “Send a Taoist here? Actually send a Taoist here?”

“We are just a disease of mustard moss, why is this? How vicious is Maoshan Shangqing Palace?”

The teacher’s palace was almost desperate. He was about to rush forward and kill Jiang Taoist priest in his palm, but Wang Chen stopped him and said: “In a panic, when he hears of the enemy’s identity, he will become the six gods and no masters? What kind of decent way? Do you want to kill yourself?”

The teacher’s palace instinctively followed the order of Wang Chen, the “Young Master”. He was stunned, standing stupidly on the spot, and Wang Chen continued: “Guo Yunlou is a Taoist person in Shangqing Palace. The “remaining evil” of Maoshan Mountain was handed over to the Qing Dynasty. Although the ancestral home of Maoshan Mountain was in Maoshan, you and the Shangqing Palace were dirty, and you established a sect in Luofu Mountain, Guangdong. Later, after the Shangqing Palace calculated against you, Luofu Mountain was also included in the bag. In, this time, the Northern School Quanzhen had a tendency to go south again. In order to keep the retreat, the Shangqing Palace sent Guo Yunlou to Luofu south to officially open the southern Maoshan Gate.”

“It turns out…we are so fate? I will go down to Maoshan?” The teacher’s palace said angrily.

“There are still five days before Guo Yunlou and others come here. We still have a way to retreat!” Before Wang Chen finished speaking, the Master Palace shook his head and said, “There is no way to retreat, Patriarch! … If the Taoists come here, we The matter of burying the legacy of the ancestor cannot be concealed from the Taoist, the Taoist, knowing life and death, observing the fate of the destiny, and knowing the details, it is an inexhaustible strategy. The legacy of the ancestor… is gone!”

“Even if I die here, I can’t just sit back and watch the patriarch’s legacy fall into the hands of others!” The Master Palace said sternly.

“Treasures are with people, treasures are lost…people are dead!” The teacher’s palace resolutely said.

Wang Chen said in his heart: “This is because you have no retreat, and I still have a retreat. The big deal can only sleep for decades!” He silently said: “If there is really no strength to fight…just blame me for being ruthless!” He didn’t look at the teacher’s palace, and his heart was full of murder.