"Name."
"Zhao Si."
"Daimyo."
"My name is Zhao Si, named after my parents."
After the torture, the interrogation went smoothly.
The first use of the kerchief in this era left a very deep impression on the victims.
Who would have thought that a humble towel could be so terrifying?
Zuo Mengeng stared into Zhao Si's eyes, shaking the towel in his hand.
That was not a towel at all. In Zhao Si's eyes, it was similar to Bai Ling who hanged people.
In other words, this thing is more terrifying than Bai Ling.
Hanging himself would not lead to death, but when this thing penetrated his throat, his whole stomach was stirred up like a boiling pot, and his internal organs were in chaos. He never wanted to taste it again.
"You have good martial arts. What is your status in Wenxiang Cult?"
Although Zhao Si was knocked down by him with one move, Zuo Mengeng could feel that this person's kung fu was far higher than that of ordinary people. All I can say is that I was unlucky to meet him.
Zhao Si hesitated for a moment, but when he met Zuo Mengeng's cold eyes, he became completely honest.
"I...I am the leader of the North Altar in the religion."
Zuo Rong and Zuo Fu were surprised and unexpectedly caught a big fish.
As everyone knows, Zuo Mengeng would not have arrested Zhao Si if he had not guessed that his status was not low.
Zuo Mengeng only wanted information.
"Who is that White Lotus Saint?"
Zhao Si's eyes flashed with fear, and it was obvious that the White Lotus Saint seemed to be very powerful. But thinking about the terror of the person in front of him, he gave up resistance.
"The saint is the daughter of King Xu Tian, whose name is Xu Yaqing. King Xu Tian was defeated, and the leader of the church died in Yangzhou. Now it is the saint who is in charge of the affairs of the church."
Zuo Mengeng and the others paused for a moment before they realized that the Xu Tianwang Zhao Si mentioned was referring to Xu Hongru.
This news really shocked the three of them, and Zuo Fu even slapped his forehead in annoyance.
"Oh, if I had known that bitch was so important, I should have captured her right then."
Zuo Mengeng was calm.
If you miss it, you miss it. Regret afterwards cannot make up for anything.
"Why did you find me?"
Even Xu Yaqing's identity has been revealed, what else can Zhao Si not say?
"When we were fighting with the officers and soldiers in Nanpi, you showed your face and Xiao Dao Liu saw it. During the day, you passed outside the city gate, and Xiao Dao Liu reported it to Saint...Xu Yaqing. She said you were the Grand Master of the Holy Cult. The enemy was afraid that you would ruin the Holy Religion's important affairs, so he gathered his troops and planned to strike first."
Only then did Zuo Mengeng know the whole story.
But I have no regrets.
On the battlefield at that time, they mixed with horse bandits. If they didn't lift their veils and reveal their identities, the officers and soldiers might even shoot them dead.
Zuo Mengeng grasped the clue keenly.
"Big deal? What big deal do you have here?"
This time Zhao Si shook his head.
"I don't know, Xu Yaqing won't tell me. Every time she goes out to do errands, she doesn't take anyone with her."
Zuo Mengeng frowned, knowing that the more this happened, the worse things would get.
It is unlikely that Zhao Si would hide it.
He even exposed Xu Yaqing's identity, which showed that his defense was completely broken and there was no reason to joke with his own life.
"Where is Xu Yaqing hiding?"
If you can't get anything more from Zhao Si, you might as well find the rightful owner.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Si disappointed him again.
"The whereabouts of the saint are a top secret in this sect, and only a few people know about it. But this time her traces are revealed, and she will definitely not stay in the city."
Xu Yaqing will escape...
This situation made Zuo Mengeng a little angry.
He knew very well that these devils and demons were like mice. Once they hid, it would be difficult to dig them out again.
But the look in his eyes made Zhao Si misunderstand him, thinking that he was going to kill him. After being frightened, he also provided another crucial clue.
"But this sect has a secret lair, and very few people know about it. Every time Xu Yaqing does something, no matter how difficult it is, she never uses the men and horses in the lair. Xu Yaqing said that this is the last foundation of our sect, and it should not be touched unless absolutely necessary. "
Zuo Mengeng was refreshed and finally felt somewhat satisfied.
The Wenxiang Sect is quite powerful in the North and has many followers. But the government's inspections were very strict, and people in the church could not act openly and honestly.
If you want to maintain operations within the church, you must have sufficient financial support. And the place where wealth is hidden must be a top priority.
As long as this place is not destroyed, the Wenxiang Sect can make a comeback at any time.
There was no need for Zuo Mengeng to ask, Zhao Si just poured the beans into the bamboo tube.
"Guo Yunbiao, the North Canglong of Dongping Water Village, is actually the left guardian of our sect. However, no one knows his identity and they all think he is a big man in the green forest. If Xu Yaqing leaves this place, she should go there to hide."
"Master, Guo Yunbiao is known as the best master in the North. He wields a nine-ring sword and claims that there is no enemy under his sword. Everyone in the Green Forest of the North admires him and has countless friends. I never expected that he is actually a monster from the Wenxiang Sect. "
Zuo Fu actually knew it very well.
"How do you know this?"
Zuo Fu smiled and said: "Zuo Shi used to be a mahu, and he traveled around the world a lot."
You don’t need to explain it in too much detail, you understand everything.
It is said that he is a horse thief, and he is a horse thief when his face is covered. He naturally knows a lot about the world.
Zuo Mengeng got the answer and gained a deep understanding of his servant.
Zhao Si told everything he knew. After doing this, he seemed to have lost all his strength.
"Give me a good time."
It turned out that he was not afraid of death, but Zuo Mengeng's punishment was too horrific.
Zuo Mengeng asked Zuo Rong to untie the rope from his body.
"Let's go back."
Zhao Si was stunned.
"Don't kill me?"
Zuo Mengeng's voice was as cold as iron, filled with terror.
"This will let you die. It's too easy for you. When you go back, do your best. If someone comes to ask you, don't hide it."
Zhao Si understood.
This is asking me to go back and be an undercover agent!
Can he say no?
Sorry, it can't.
Zuo Menggeng didn't need to do anything to him. He only needed to go out and spread the news that he had rebelled and the Holy Religion would not tolerate him.
No matter whether he really rebelled or not, with Xu Yaqing's ruthlessness, any dangerous factors will be nipped in the bud.
If the Holy Cult took action against him, considering the horrific tortures within the Cult, Zhao Si knew that he would have no choice.
"I understand."
Looking at this chess piece, Zuo Mengeng felt a bad taste in his heart.
"If someone finds you and tells you the secret code, they will be the contact person."
"What's the code?"
"Nicholas."
In this era, the foreigners who appeared in the Ming Dynasty were Portuguese, Spanish, Dutch, Italian, and German, but there should be no Russians.
Zuo Mengeng is not afraid of any oolong incidents.
Zhao Si didn't know what this code meant, so he had to keep it in his heart.
Zhao Si left.
He staggered and disappeared into the night.
His future is like this dark night where he can't see his fingers. But he had no other choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.
"Master, this guy won't betray us, will he?"
Zuo Fu was quite suspicious, so he was reminding Zuo Mengeng.
But for people like Zhao Si, Zuo Mengeng had a deeper understanding.
"You know? Betrayal is like falling into the abyss. It is a road from which there is no turning back. The only thing anyone who has embarked on this road can do is to keep selling in exchange for a chance to survive. Reflect your own value. Once you are unable to do so, it will be the time when the traitor will perish."
Zuo Fu listened carefully to Zuo Mengeng's words, while watching Zhao Si's back, feeling vaguely.
Zuo Rong looked normal and didn't take these words to heart.
For him, Zuo Mengeng was the most important, and the others didn't matter.
At the same time, there were others staggering along like Zhao Si.
The wind in the mass graves seemed to be the accusation of wronged souls. It blew the leaves of the yellow trees and made the people's hearts and minds feel chilly.
A staggering figure ran back and forth among the graves, as if trying to find the door to hell.
Finally, a few handfuls of freshly turned soil made the black shadow stop.
The black shadow slowly lay down on the earthen bag, its body hunched over.
He didn't dare cry, fearing that the sound would attract demons in the world.
In this world, demons in the world are more terrifying than ghosts in the underworld.
No matter how much sorrow, how much blood and tears there are, they can only be held in the chest and turn into overwhelming resentment.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the eastern sky became faintly bright.
The black shadow then moved and kowtowed nine times to the dirt bag before standing up again. Leaving behind the last few lingering glances, he turned and walked toward the horizon.
From then on, there was one less person struggling to survive in the world, but there was one more soul that was overturned.
