"You want to catch them?"
As soon as Song Laosan heard Zhao Lin's question, he guessed what he wanted to do.
"Exactly!"
Zhao Lin admitted directly, "If you help me catch them, it will be regarded as a major meritorious service, which can somewhat reduce your guilt."
"The messenger charms on your body must be to give them clues, right?"
"That's... okay, but please, fellow Taoist, keep your promise."
Song Laosan agreed without hesitation. Since he had been arrested anyway, he felt more balanced after dragging two people into the water.
"Okay, it's settled."
Zhao Lin nodded in agreement and said, "Tell me, how did you team up to rob a passing monk, and how did you divide the loot? Explain the process clearly."
Song Laosan thought for a while, sorted out his thoughts, and said: "The first step is to select the fat sheep, which are usually lone monks with low cultivation levels."
"The boat ticket from Zhouyi to Yinfeng Valley is twenty yuan of spirit coins. If they encounter a fat sheep, Heipi and Huang Teng will shout a very high price, making the fat sheep leave angrily and walk to Yinfeng Valley by themselves."
"Then they will send a messenger to notify me and Li Daoyou, and the two of us will intercept along the way."
Zhao Lin suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Lingzhou's asking price was outrageous. It turned out that he was deliberately trying to force him away just to see what was being ordered.
Song Laosan continued: "Heipi and Huang Teng go back and forth to Yinfeng Valley with the spirit boat every day. We have a meeting place that has been arranged in advance."
"We will meet at the agreed place at noon the next day to deliver the harvest."
"At noon the next day..."
Zhao Lin glanced outside the cave and said, "It's noon tomorrow."
After thinking for a while, he then asked: "Are they coming together, or just one?"
At that time, he checked with the Qi Watching Technique. The two monks in Zhouyi were both in the middle stage of Qi Refining. If they dared to deal with the bandit cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining, they must have something to rely on.
Sure enough, Song Laosan replied: "They are afraid that we will take advantage of others, so they dare not come together. Usually only one person goes to the appointment, and the other one is waiting on the spirit boat."
Zhao Lin frowned, feeling uncomfortable.
If only one of them is captured and the other one realizes that something is not going well, he comes with his guards to snatch the person away, and then beats him up and accuses him of colluding with bandit cultivators, he will be in trouble.
It would be best to catch both men and shut them up or confess.
"Is there anyone else involved in this matter?"
Zhao Lin thought that if there were other people involved in this matter, or even the upper echelons of Qiuyang County, he would have to change his strategy, or even not wade into this muddy water at all.
Hearing this, Song Laosan shook his head like a rattle, "No way, we only do one or two orders of business a month, how can this little property be enough to share among many people?"
Zhao Lin pondered for a while, feeling that although this was the truth, he had to guard against it. After thinking for a long time, he finally got some clues.
"It's getting late, it's time to rest."
Zhao Lin waved his hand to extinguish the lighting technique, stood up and walked to Song Laosan.
Song Laosan was taken aback and said in a trembling voice: "Do...what?"
"Do nothing so we can both get a good night's sleep."
Zhao Lin punched Song Laosan several times in a row, injecting spiritual power and messing up his meridians again.
Then he pulled out a bundle of rope from the lock bag and tied him tightly.
…
Early the next morning, the first thing Zhao Lin did when he got up was to hit Song Laosan several times so that he could not use his magic power.
Then he sorted out the three seized lock bags.
The spiritual rice and spiritual stones are hidden deep in the cave, and the elixirs, talismans and spiritual coins are kept for themselves.
He only put a few sundries and two magic weapons into the lock bag and threw them to Song Lao San for him to hold.
The magic weapon was old and dilapidated, not worth much money, and it was marked, so it could easily lead to trouble if you use it yourself.
After handling it properly, Zhao Lin did not untie Song Laosan and carried him out of Baiyan Mountain, heading straight to the place where the three of them had their last fight.
When Song Laosan saw Zhao Lin carrying him and still running like flying, he couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart: What a ghost. I thought I picked a soft persimmon, but I didn't expect to hit an iron plate.
When it was daylight, Zhao Lin came to the place where the handsome monk Li Daoyou was buried.
Remove the big stone, take out the head and Diamond Halberd, and put them into the lock bag on Song Laosan's body.
Then he groped for a while on Li Daoyou's body and found the same three escape talismans: the wind talisman, the water control talisman, and the escape talisman.
"Okay, now take me to the place where you will meet."
Zhao Lin untied the rope from Song Laosan and threw Daoyou Li's lock bag to him.
There are people among the monks who study the restrictions and can unlock the locked bag. If you can't open it yourself, you can just hand it over, which can be regarded as a credit.
"Catch Hei Pi and Huang Teng, and I will report your performance truthfully. If you dare to play tricks..."
Zhao Lin pointed his sword at the same time and made two gestures on Song Laosan's neck. His intention was self-evident.
"Don't dare."
Song Laosan said repeatedly that Zhao Lin was cautious, thoughtful, and extremely powerful. He basically gave up hope of escaping.
An hour later, the two came to the place where they agreed to meet: on a hillside more than ten miles away from Yinfeng Valley.
"Every day at noon, a spirit boat transporting monks arrives in the Shadow Wind Valley. Hei Pi and Huang Teng rush over during their break."
Song Laosan looked up at the sky and said to Zhao Lin.
"Just do what I just said and take down one person first."
Zhao Lin took off the lock bag on his body, unlocked the restraints, and handed it to Song Laosan.
The lock bag is issued by the Lingdao Institute and is printed with a specific pattern. If you use other lock bags to fill the number, it may be seen.
Zhao Lin gave a few more instructions, then walked away and hid.
Song Laosan stood there in a daze, thinking about a way to escape. Unfortunately, his cultivation was restricted and the talisman was taken away. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out a way.
…
As soon as noon passed, a monk walked from a distance outside the hillside.
The person who came for the appointment today was the black-faced monk who had dealt with Zhao Lin yesterday.
When he was practicing Taoism in Lingdao Academy, the black-faced monk was also known as a genius. He reached the fifth level of Qi Refining in less than three years and was among the best among the disciples.
Unfortunately, for unknown reasons, his cultivation has been stagnant since then. After ten years of hard work, he could only break through to the sixth level of Qi refining and make no further progress.
Although he knew that this was the case in cultivating the Tao, and he might encounter an insurmountable hurdle at some point, he was unwilling to give in.
Without the support of a cultivating family, I can only think of ways to accumulate cultivating resources...
Seeing Song Laosan, the black-faced monk put away his thoughts and said with a smile: "Brother Song, why are you alone?"
Although he had dealt with them many times, he still remained quite vigilant and kept scanning back and forth with his spiritual consciousness.
"He was practicing in the cave and said it was a critical moment."
Song Laosan replied with a normal expression.
"A breakthrough?"
The black-faced monk asked with concern, feeling extremely unhappy. Even a bandit cultivator was about to break through, and he was still stuck at the sixth level of Qi Refining.
"Who knows, don't worry about him, I brought the things."
Song Laosan pointed to the lock bag on the ground.
(End of chapter)
