The helmsman was indifferent to Yang Qingyuan's words and sneered in his heart.
You're trying to scare me. Do you really think I'm scared? I live a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife and my head in my waistband. What's the use of mere threats.
"Young man named Yang, don't waste your efforts. Although I am not a good person, I am definitely not a coward. Just use whatever tricks you have! If you blink your eyes, I will be your grandson!"
This is so impressive, Yang Qingyuan feels like he has many grandchildren.
Mo Qi on the side also looked serious, "If you don't blink for a long time, won't your eyes become dry?!"
Wudang Three Heroes:...
Ignoring Mo Qi's sudden mental twitch, Yang Qingyuan showed a nuclear smile.
"I have some friendship with several commanders of Zhao Prison, and I have heard of many punishments."
The incomprehensible words made the helmsman feel that something was wrong.
"There is a special punishment called ant punishment, which is to strip off the prisoner's clothes, cover his body with honey, and then place several ant nests next to the prisoner. The ants like the sweetness and will crawl all over the prisoner's body. This helmsman Since the Lord doesn’t want to speak, why not try this?”
"Kill me if you can! Don't think that I will say anything like this!" The helmsman was still so stubborn. It would be even better if his body didn't tremble slightly and cold sweat didn't break out on his forehead.
On the other side, Yin Liting suddenly swayed and landed on the chair. He had never seen anything densely piled together in his life. Just thinking about the scene of ants crawling all over a person's body made him feel sour in his heart and throat, and his body no longer had the strength to support it. , slumped onto the chair!
"Sixth brother, what's wrong with you?!" Mo Shenggu turned around and saw that his sixth brother was sitting on a chair and his face was not very good, so he asked.
"No...it's okay! If you are tired from standing, sit down and rest for a while!"
"Do you want to think about it again? I also heard that if you use a knife to cut a wound on your body, it will be better to apply honey on the wound!!"
"You, Wudang, are not known to be from a well-known and upright family! It is disgraceful to use such despicable tactics!"
Yang Qingyuan didn't care at all, "It's Dali Temple that's trying you! What does it have to do with Wudang?!"
The helmsman was really a little timid. Although he would inevitably get stabbed in the world, the so-called ant torture of the young man in front of him was really disgusting to think about.
The Jin Yiwei in Zhao Prison are better at this kind of punishment. If they really fall into their hands, they will not be able to survive or die.
The helmsman really wanted to say it, but he also knew the Blood River Sect's methods. If he told it today and the Blood River Sect found out in the future, he would be worse than dead.
In fact, he thinks too much, and there may not be a future if he says it.
Since he will end up worse than death no matter what, it is better to commit suicide and avoid being insulted by these hypocrites in Wudang.
But at this moment, the helmsman's internal energy was blocked and his acupoints were tapped, making him completely powerless.
The helmsman was heartbroken, closed his eyes, and bit off his tongue.
"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!!!!" The helmsman began to laugh crazily.
I laugh at Song Yuanqiao's futility and Zhang Songxi's Shaozhi. You tapped my acupuncture points. You didn't expect me to bite my tongue and commit suicide! After all, I won a bit. Although I died today, I am still the helmsman of Jingzhou Branch. Tomorrow, the Holy Cult will definitely avenge me.
But a moment later...he was still alive.
The Four Wudang Heroes and Yang Qingyuan all looked at the helmsman as if they were mentally retarded.
"I told you to listen less to storytelling, but who told you that you can commit suicide by biting your tongue?" Mo Shenggu was the most upright and told the truth directly.
Yang Qingyuan also shook his head and sighed: "It's okay if ordinary people don't know. As a martial arts practitioner, don't you know if you can commit suicide by biting your tongue? It's terrible to not use your brain."
"Smash Leou (kill me)!" the helmsman shouted excitedly to Yang Qingyuan. The helmsman was really desperate. Not only was he caught by his opponent, but he also suffered such humiliation.
"Mo Qi, help him tap his acupoints to stop the bleeding. Don't bleed to death!"
The helmsman was temporarily speechless, couldn't speak clearly, and his emotions were fluctuating so much that he probably wouldn't be able to figure out anything.
"Let's interrogate Wang Moshan first! Let him calm down first!"
As soon as Wang Moshan was brought into the room, he found the helmsman lying on the ground, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and a bloody tongue dropped beside him.
The helmsman who originally held the helm of Jingzhou Branch, a generational master, and the top management of the Holy Religion, already had a look of despair on his face.
As if he knew the doubt in Wang Moshan's eyes, Zhang Songxi opened his mouth to explain.
"The helmsman of your family is unwilling to say anything, and he naively thinks that biting his tongue can commit suicide. Looking at his appearance, you should consider for yourself whether you should say it or not!"
When Wang Moshan saw the pitiful appearance of the helmsman, he felt lucky that he didn't interrogate himself first.
He also always believed that biting his tongue could kill himself! Now that he has a living example, Wang Moshan has to think about it before biting his tongue.
"Wang Moshan, you are also a famous figure in the martial arts world. Why do you collude with a cult like the Blood River Sect!?"
Song Yuanqiao was Wudang walking on the rivers and lakes. He knew Wang Moshan at the foot of Wudang Mountain and in Nanyang City.
"One misstep will lead to eternal hatred!"
Wang Moshan knew that there would be no good consequences if he tried to be tough at this time. He knew it by referring to the previous helmsman.
At this time, it is time to take advantage of the upright attributes of the famous Wudang family and directly admit their mistakes and repent. According to the past practice in the world, at most it will be to waste one's martial arts. With the holy teachings in hand, it may not be impossible to make a comeback.
I have to say that Wang Moshan's idea still makes sense.
If Yang Qingyuan is not here, this is indeed a good idea.
After all, Song Yuanqiao is a gentleman, Zhang Songxi lacks presence, Yin Liting is suffering from the sequelae of intensive fear, and Mo Shenggu is simply an upright fool, so it is really possible for him to get what he wants.
"Let's do this! Wang Moshan! I, Song Yuanqiao, promise in the name of Wudang that as long as you are willing to correct your evil ways, help us break the Blood River Evil Sect and destroy the demons! None of us in Wudang will harm your life!"
When Wang Moshan heard this, his eyes lit up.
"Okay! I will definitely change my ways and make atonement for my sins!"
He agreed immediately and gave no chance for everyone in Wudang to regret it.
After the Wudang heroes looked at each other, Song Yuanqiao began to ask, "When did you join the Blood River Evil Sect!"
"I joined the Holy Cult seven years ago on the fourth day of April... ah no, it was the Blood River Evil Sect. I was introduced by the deputy leader. I didn't lie to that young hero before! Everything I said before is true!" When Wang Moshan said this, he still gestured to Yang Qingyuan.
In order to confuse Yang Qingyuan, Wang Moshan delayed time before and did not deliberately deceive. After the helmsman arrived, both of them thought that Yang Qingyuan was already a turtle in the urn, and they had nothing to hide.
