Chapter 16 Interrogation
“What are you going to do?”
Hearing the smoker’s words, Fu Qingzhou immediately covered the jade plaque tightly: “Don’t mess around!”
“ What are you doing!" Yan Gui said impatiently, "Hurry and get closer to the stone heart and let me get in! This jade token is a mysterious jade that can communicate with the heaven and earth. We won't have to bother talking to you after I get in! You can transmit your voice now, no need to worry about others hearing it!”
Hearing what it said, Fu Qingzhou became even more alert.
On the one hand, this means that Smoker will be more powerful. On the other hand, I don’t know if Hua Xiaolan will take back this jade token in the future. If so, what will happen? If you don't take it back, then it still has some use. You can't threaten the smoker by smashing it or staining it with feces.
"No."
Fu Qingzhou decisively refused: "You understand, I have to rely on it to disguise my identity. I will inevitably encounter some strong people who want to test its authenticity. Are you not afraid of being exposed? People can see it?”
“Ah this…” The smoker hesitated when he said this.
Fu Qingzhou struck while the iron was hot: "Okay, don't mention it in advance. At least with your ability, ordinary people can't hear what we are talking about, right?"
"That's right!" This flattery was so flattering that no trace of it was revealed, and the smoker benefited greatly.
This matter was revealed so lightly. Fu Qingzhou stopped talking and nestled in the corner, holding the jade plaque and silently rehearsing it in his heart.
In fact, it’s not that difficult to play a spy like Jinyiwei or 007...
In his previous life, he was a criminal policeman, and he was also considered a "man in the yamen", and he also did the job of catching people. During this period, in order to investigate some cases, he often changed his face and pretended to be his identity.
Of course his status is not as high as the so-called "Mingjiange Secret Agent", but he seems to do similar things.
It's just that after living in this life for more than ten years, some things have gradually faded in his memory, and it takes some time to pick them up again.
As time passed by, Fu Qingzhou gradually lost track of day and night outside the prison.
Wandu Mountain didn’t even give him a glass of water or a bowl of rice from beginning to end, but he was neither hungry nor thirsty. When he felt uncomfortable, he meditated to induce his spirit to wash away his body, and he slowly became restless. It was uncomfortable, and the minor injuries on my body gradually healed in the process.
Of course, Smoker encouraged him to choose a skill to practice from time to time during this process, otherwise "wouldn't this great training time be wasted?", but Fu Qingzhou didn't like him.
Finally, when he was touching a layer of fine stubble growing on his chin and lamenting that he had reached the age of growing a beard in this life, the sound of footsteps finally came from outside the prison again.
"Let's go."
The person who came was a big man carrying a Miao knife: "The elders want to see you."
"Finally here." Fu Qingzhou stood up slowly and vomited. One breath.
He suddenly thought that the elder had taken away the brass key when he showed up, but at least a few days had passed, and there was no big noise outside...
So... it was because he accidentally broke into Meng Zhugang and caused their plan to be exposed, that things changed?
How interesting.
He was thinking randomly and followed the Miao man out of the cell.
It was the early morning sun outside the prison, the autumn wind was slightly cool, and the mountain fog was thick. Fu Qingzhou's eyes, which had not seen the sun for several days, were slightly stung, but the benefits of opening his pupils soon became apparent. , in just one breath, his eyes completely adapted to the light, and he no longer felt any discomfort.
Green water and green mountains are of the same color, and the overlapping peaks are looming in the white mist. The white mist is like a ribbon wrapped around the trees and mountains. Village houses are scattered among the mountains, adding to the atmosphere. Somewhat mysterious and profound.
In the square not far away, some young Miao men and women can be seen practicing sword skills. They hold swords in their hands, their bodies are as agile as swallows, and their swords are heavy and even. Every time the sword flashes, there is a sound of cutting the air. Just like the echo in the valley, empty and deep.
Fu Qingzhou looked slightly into the distance, and the green fields at the foot of the mountain came into view. The rice swayed in the wind, intertwining with the outline of the distant mountains to form a peaceful picture. The bamboo buildings stood like small peaks among the terraced fields.
Long bridges crossing the mountains connect the mountains and terraces, eventually forming a large and exquisite Miao village community.
It seemed that it had just rained last night, and the stone brick floor was wet and muddy. Fu Qingzhou followed the big man through the village alleys, over a hill, and came to a larger stilted building with a big sign on the door. , wrote to the "Meeting Hall".
He was not kidnapped or detained, probably because of the confidence of this large sect, no one would think that he, a little hunter, could cause any trouble here.
Pushing open the door to the building, a solemn and solemn atmosphere hit your face. There were three elderly Miao people sitting in the room, one of whom was the elderly man I had met before. Behind the three of them, Hua Xiaolan stood obediently, like a little maid. She lowered her eyes and said nothing, not even looking at Fu Qingzhou.
They were sitting upright with serious faces, as if they had been waiting for a long time.
"Elder, we have been brought here."
The big man saluted the three elders, then respectfully exited and closed the door.
“Young people.”
The person who spoke was one of the three elders. She was a middle-aged Miao woman with calm eyes and a calm tone: "You should know what we are going to ask."
Fu Qingzhou smiled casually: "Of course I do I know, but aren’t the elders afraid of me lying?”
“Huh!”
The elder stomped his cane and sneered: “You don’t have this chance!”
< br>"Young man..." Another elder who was so old that he was skinny said hoarsely: "Please drink this tea."
He waved his hand gently and pointed at the bowl of tea on the table in the center of the three of them.
Fu Qingzhou walked forward without changing his expression, picked up the bowl of tea and looked at it in front of his eyes.
"If I drink this, I won't be able to tell lies, right?"
He blinked.
The middle-aged female elder who spoke first responded: "It seems that you don't know anything about my Ten Thousand Poison Mountains."
"Haha..." Fu Qingzhou smiled: "It's okay to drink tea, but I think for your own good, I'd better not drink it."
Hearing what he said, the elder raised his eyebrows. He was about to have an attack, but the female elder gently stretched out her hand to stop him.
"You seem to have something in your words?"
She said solemnly: "If we hadn't determined after our investigation in the past few days that you seem to be innocent, you would never be able to stand here... But if you had The hidden intentions are not good for me, Wandu Mountain, and you will never be able to leave this place today."
"This is no child's play. I hope that young man... you will be responsible for your life."
The smile on Fu Qingzhou's face remained unchanged, he turned his wrist lightly, and a bowl of tea was spilled all over the floor.
Seeing his actions, the three elders present all frowned. The expression of Hua Xiaolan, who was standing behind, finally changed a little. She blinked her big eyes and showed a smile.
"Elder Yu..." The elder sneered: "This kid doesn't look like an innocent hunter. In my opinion, he..."
"Shut up, you "
Fu Qingzhou interrupted him coldly: "If I drink this bowl of tea and tell the secret in my heart, you won't be able to eat it anymore!"
"You?!" The old man was furious and wanted to stand up with his crutches.
Not only him, the expressions of the other two elders also instantly became solemn.
Fu Qingzhou saw that the atmosphere was about to change. If the Riddler continued to act, he would be greeted by the Five Poison Palm and Death Gu. He did not wait for them to speak and turned the hands behind his back. , showing the jade card.
Although the three elders are all young, they are all practitioners and have excellent eyesight. Naturally, they can clearly read the words on the card at a glance.
“Mingjian Zhishi?!”
The elder's expression changed drastically: "You, you are from Mingjian Pavilion?!"
(End of this chapter)