The shop owner fell in despair in the basement, looking at the few people in front of him. The smell of smelly footwear in his mouth was really horrible, and it penetrated his nostrils one by one, leaving him nowhere to hide, and he almost fainted.
His vision went black and he rolled his eyes, but he couldn't faint.
Han Changmu coughed lightly, shook the long and narrow iron box in his hand, and asked calmly: "Where is the key?"
The shop owner turned his head and refused to look, listen or speak. Of course, he was speechless. The smelly footwear tightly blocked his mouth. The smell was so strong that it made him shed tears.
Whose body did this fucking thing come from? It’s so unconscionable. It must have been worn by someone who has never changed footwear or washed their feet from birth to death.
Han Changmu looked at the shop owner's tears and grinned, showing his white teeth: "Gu Chen, give him a little more."
The shop owner's heart skipped a beat. Seeing Gu Chen walking over with a sad smile, he began to twist and dodge left and right, but he still couldn't avoid the nauseating smell.
Gu Chen held a piece of smelly footwear between his fingers, curled his lips in disgust, and placed it on the head of the shop owner.
The shop owner rolled his eyes several times, but still couldn't faint, but his stomach was churning so much that if his mouth hadn't been tightly blocked, he would have vomited it out.
Yao Yao couldn't help but turned his head and met Xie Mengxia's proud eyebrows.
Xie Mengxia's eyes sparkled with excitement, she touched her bare chin and smiled: "Ah Yao, do you think this method of mine is good? It's much more kind and kind than your bloody fights."
Yao Yao pouted: "Your Highness, where did you get such stinky footwear that is so stinky?"
Xie Mengxia was even more proud: "I received it from the garrison, fifty taels of silver per pair."
"..." Yao Yao was so desperate that he bought a pair of second-hand smelly footwear for fifty taels.
It's her fault. She's too poor. Poverty limits her imagination.
Han Changmu watched the shop owner burst into tears and admired Xie Mengxia's shocking interrogation method. He narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "You just left Dunhuang, and your whole family was arrested." Well, you should be able to imagine who the person who captured them is, and you should be able to guess their fate. No matter whether you can complete this mission or not, they have only one outcome."
The shop owner's eyes widened, his face was twisted in pain, he made a whining sound in his throat, and he lay on the ground struggling.
Han Changmu smiled coldly: "You don't have to look at me like that. You can do things like killing innocent people indiscriminately, but we can't."
The shop owner was still in disbelief, whining and crying. He couldn't tell whether it was because of the smelly clothes, or because he was desperate and sad after hearing the shocking news.
Han Changmu waved his hand gently: "Since he doesn't believe it, then bring it over and let him take a look."
Gu Chenying claimed yes, turned around and walked out.
The shop owner looked at Gu Chen's back and unexpectedly became quiet. His eyes were full of sadness, and he looked very restrained.
The footsteps of two people came from outside, one light and one heavy, one steady and the other staggering.
The shop owner's eyes flickered and he looked at Han Changmu with a complicated expression.
Han Changmu casually tapped the desk with his fingers: "You are very capable. You can't hear the footsteps of your wife, right?"
The stone door opened slowly, and a woman walked in with her head lowered and followed Gu Chen. She saw the embarrassed look of the shop owner at a glance. She screamed, rushed over and hugged his head, crying: "Master, you, you... What’s wrong, what’s wrong, you.”
She suddenly turned her head, pointed at Han Changmu and others and began to curse: "You damn people, why are you tying up our head? We are poor, but we have not broken the law."
Han Changmu rubbed his eyebrows impatiently and said calmly: "Ask him yourself whether it's illegal or not."
The woman was stunned for a moment, took out the smelly footwear that was stuffed in the shopkeeper's mouth, grabbed his shoulders and shook him back and forth, using all her strength to shake her. Even her voice was trembling and she couldn't even form a sentence: "Master, what are you talking about? What's going on, what's going on?"
The shop owner moved his stiff cheeks and said with difficulty and trembling: "Where is the child?"
The woman was crying and sobbing: "Everyone is back."
The shop owner asked: "What happened after I left?"
The woman said in horror: "As soon as you left, a group of people tied up me, the children, and my father and mother without saying a word. They said they wanted to wait for you to come back and tell you something."
The shop owner raised his chin at Han Changmu and the others: "Did they tie you up?"
The woman shook her head with tears in her eyes: "It was a group of barbarians who kidnapped us. They rescued us and sent us back."
The shop owner was silent for a long time, his expression changed a bit as he struggled, and finally he said with difficulty and trembling: "Go ahead, I have something to say to this young master alone."
The woman hugged the shop owner's shoulders. She no longer shed tears, but her voice was still twitchy: "Master, you, you, you are well, the children and I are waiting for you."
The shop owner rolled his eyes numbly and said hoarsely: "Okay."
Gu Chen took the woman out. The owner of the shop stared at the backs of the two of them until they were no longer visible, then looked back and said numbly: "What do you want to ask, Master?"
Han Changmu said calmly with an expressionless face: "Who are you, what is your relationship with the Four Sacred Sect, who is your secret agent in the Fifth Beacon, what is in this iron box, and where is the key?"
The shop owner chuckled: "Young Master really wants to know a lot." He paused and said, "Then I will tell you slowly, but I have a condition."
Han Changmu nodded indifferently: "I will protect the lives of your wife, children, and children."
The corner of the shop owner's mouth twitched, he concentrated for a moment, and then spoke slowly: "Since the young master knows the Four Saints Sect and probably knows the situation in the sect, I will tell you something that the young master is not clear about." He grinned, white and white. His teeth were a bit leaky: "I hope you will keep your promise, otherwise, I will not let you go even if I turn into a ghost."
Han Changmu's smile became even more cold and sarcastic: "Don't say you can't become a ghost. Even if you do, do you have any other choice now?"
The shop owner's face was filled with gloom, and he gritted his molar teeth and said, "I joined the sect fifteen years ago. I was one of the hidden nails buried everywhere in the sect. We, the hidden nails, don't know each other, so we directly take orders from the sect." Holy Lord, no one in the sect knows about the existence of these hidden nails like us.”
"So, the person who sneaked into the inn that night and ordered you to kill Li Sheng was the Holy Master." Han Changmu suddenly cut off the owner of the store and asked.
The owner of the shop sneered sarcastically: "How could the Holy Lord risk his life to convey orders so easily? The person who sneaked into the inn that night was a confidant of the Holy Lord. He knew all of us hidden thorns, but his identity is kept secret within the sect, except for Hidden nails, no one knows.”
Han Changmu asked: "Do you know the true identity of this person?"
The shop owner shook his head: "Every time he appears, he puts on a disguise. I have never seen his true face."
Han Changmu concentrated for a moment and then asked: "Is Shuangquanfeng's garrison officer Zhu Rong one of yours?"
The shop owner was stunned in surprise and frowned: "Probably, no, if so, then, then." He asked doubtfully: "I have been at Fifth Feng for so many years, and Zhu Rong has come and gone often. I never knew he was from the Four Saints Sect."
Han Changmu paid close attention to the expression of the shop owner and saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, so he nodded: "Then, on the day when the Turks besieged the siege, who destroyed the ignition items on the beacon, other than you? Are there any other internal agents in Fifth Beacon?"
The shop owner calmly shook his head: "As far as I know, I was the only internal agent in the fifth beacon. I also destroyed the fire starters on the beacon that day. I stuffed them all into the kang hole."
When the shop owner replied, Han Changmu kept staring into his eyes. His eyes were calm and clear, without any dodge or guilt. Although Han Changmu did not believe everything he said, his words were still worthy of acceptance.
Han Changmu had a vague feeling that Zhu Rong must be inextricably linked to the Holy Lord's confidant.
He shook the iron box in his hand and said slowly: "What is in this box and where is the key?"
The shop owner immediately shut his mouth, with a solemn look on his face. There was a good opportunity on his lips, but he never spoke.
Han Changmu smiled: "It seems that this thing is very important, so important that if you say it, you and your wife, children, and children will all die."
The shop owner felt sad and desperate for a moment, his lips trembled, but he still refused to speak.
Yao Yao, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked: "We have been away from Fifth Feng for so long, and Li Sheng has been locked in the underground warehouse. Why didn't the Holy Master order you to get rid of Li Sheng at that time? Instead, he waited for us all to come back and be on guard." When Sen Yan asked you to get rid of Li Sheng, have you ever thought about it? Maybe your Holy Lord didn’t want to get rid of Li Sheng at all. The person he wanted to get rid of was you. Whether you said it or not, he would. I never thought of letting your family go. If you told me that they would not escape death, but we could still keep them, but if you didn’t tell me, then you wouldn’t be alone on the road to hell.”
The shop owner's eyes suddenly became extremely fierce, and his voice was gloomy and trembling: "I said, you must protect the lives of my wife, children, and children."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Okay."
The shop owner said with great difficulty: "There is a map in this iron box, and the key is at my father-in-law's house in Dunhuang."
Yao Yao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Gu Chen's eyebrows flying proudly.
Xie Mengxia poked Gu Chen with her elbow and said with a smile on her face: "Hey, Lao Gu, you lost, remember to pay for it later."
Gu Chen was going crazy. How could he be from the map? How could he really be the map? His monthly salary! ! !
Han Changmu raised his lips and smiled lightly, his eyes full of joy: "What kind of map is it?"
