Who is spreading the money?

In one day, more than a hundred copper coins demanding lives were scattered all over Dongcheng. This is by no means unusual.

The most important thing is that the capital is so big and there are four major docks outside the city, east, west, south and north. Why do you want to seize Dongcheng and drag it to death?

Aren't you afraid of being bald?

Qin He's intuition told him that something was wrong.

The Peeling Party is evil, but its IQ must be online.

Is there anything wrong with peeling the skin silently?

Does it have to be such a sensation?

If the wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it, and the dog is the king.

"Who is spreading the money?"

Qin He scratched his head and scratched his head, puzzled, always feeling like there was a pit inside.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

After pondering for a moment, Qin He grinned and had an idea.

I saw him limping to Fusizhao Prison in Beizhen, and walked inside in a swaggering manner.

The hundreds of households on duty saw Qin He and greeted him warmly: "Brother Wei, are you here so early today?"

"I have something to do when I come in. I will go out later." Qin He responded with a smile. After hesitating for a moment, he mysteriously said to the 100 households on duty: "Tonight the moon is full and the yin energy is strong. If something big is going to happen, you have to be careful.

"

As a result, the guard at Baihu said: "I know, the superiors have already informed me."

Qin He was stunned for a while, "Huh?"

"Don't you know?"

Baihu looked confused and said, "I thought everyone at our Baihu level had been notified?"

"Ahem, what, I went out today, how did the superiors notify me?" Qin He asked hurriedly.

"They say that the Skinner is going to commit trouble tonight, and they are not allowed to go to Dongcheng." Baihu said.

Qin He touched his chin.

What is this called?

It takes no effort to get there even if you wear iron shoes.

Good guy, this turned out to be a trap set up by Feiyuwei.

Come on!

Then there's nothing to feel guilty about.

With such arrogance, Qin He entered Zhao Prison.

Fusizhao Prison in Beizhen Town is divided into a prison and a government office. The prison is underground and the government office is on the ground. It covers a large area and even has a special school ground.

After Qin He entered the government office, he wandered around, asking for his life, throwing a copper coin here, burying one there, and throwing it wherever it was hidden.

After completing a circle around the government office, all the copper coins were lost.

After clapping his hands, Qin He entered Zhao Prison again.

He wanted to see Feng Jingyu, but he didn't know how far that guy had carried him.

The White Lotus Sect still has many core secrets that he still refuses to reveal.

After so many days, I think I should be able to figure it out a little bit.

Room A, No. 10.

A long way away, Qin He heard the sound of a whip being whipped from inside. The difference from last time was that this time it was accompanied by screams.

Qin He laughed as soon as he heard this.

It's still pumping, which means this guy hasn't moved yet.

The screams meant that the Feiyu Guards had discovered that this guy had blocked his sense of pain before.

This is the level Feiyuwei should have. Xing Nu's perversion cannot compare with it, but this little trick of blocking pain can be concealed from the first grade, but not from the fifteenth grade.

Qin He opened the door directly and went in. The interrogator was still Chang Wen Chang Baihu.

These days he has been having sex with the White Lotus demon.

"You haven't done it yet?" Qin He asked casually.

"The stones in the latrine are smelly and hard."

Chang Wen's face turned ugly. He threw the whip on the table out of breath and asked Qin He, "Didn't you go back to the Corpse Cremation Hall? Why are you here so early?"

"Aren't you here to take a look?" Qin He didn't dare to say more and said perfunctorily.

"You can watch if you want, and you can leave after we finish the meal." Chang Wen picked up the sweat towel and wiped it off, then waved to his subordinates: "Brothers, go eat and come back after eating!"

Several of his subordinates had long since grown tired of it, so they dropped their things and went out, leaving with Chang Wen.

Qin He took a look and thought it was pretty good.

Arriving early is worse than arriving by chance. I was wondering how to get rid of them.

Just when I wanted to doze off, the pillow came.

After closing the door and locking it and throwing a soundproofing spell, Qin He looked at Feng Jingyu.

Tsk tsk!

The whole person was beaten to the point of losing his human appearance, with his head hanging down, and his whole body was covered in blood. White bones could be seen in many places. I knew it was a person, but I didn't know but thought it was just a few pieces of meat hanging there.

Fortunately, he is a cultivator. If he were an ordinary person, all ten of his lives would be lost right now.

When Qin He saw this, he couldn't help but asked, "When did you become a gangster?"

Upon hearing this voice, Feng Jingyu slowly raised his head. It took a long time for his eyes to focus, and he said with a sluggish tone: "Is it... is it you?"

Qin He didn't say anything. He pulled up the stool, crossed his legs, and said with a grin, "Do you think anyone else would come to see you besides me? Do you feel particularly touched?"

A glimmer of hope rose in Feng Jingyu's eyes. He swallowed and asked, "You...can you rescue me from Zhao Prison?"

"Why did you suddenly figure it out?" Qin He's smile became even brighter.

"Try to endure these tortures instead." Feng Jingyu gritted his teeth and said. The severe pain made his face twitch. He looked as miserable as he could.

"It's not impossible to save you, but again, you have to give something in exchange." Qin He found a comfortable position and leaned on the chair, the old god was there.

"I can answer your three questions." Feng Jingyu said decisively.

Qin He laughed completely. At this point, this guy had surrendered.

The reason why he is carrying him to death is because even if he recruits the Feiyu Guards, he will not be able to survive. The White Lotus Sect has not moved at this moment, and most likely they regard him as an abandoned son.

As for whether to answer three questions, five questions, or ten, that is just a quantitative difference and does not matter.

What's important is that he didn't say again that the "core" couldn't answer.

Great progress.

"First question, how many corpses did you bury in the mass graves and what were they used for?" Qin He smiled and stretched out his first finger.

"Can you stop my pain first before answering?" Feng Jingyu asked.

"Easy to say."

Qin He stood up, walked behind him, and tapped his back several times to block the pain.

Feng Jingyu relaxed all over, finally regained some energy, and said, "A total of seven corpses were buried in that mass grave."

"What is it used for?" Qin He sat back in his chair.

"Break the formation."

"What formation was broken?"

"Break the palace wall."

Qin He's eyelids twitched. The palace was guarded by a golden dragon of luck. The White Lotus Sect actually found a way to break through the palace wall?

Simply unbelievable.

"Are you crazy?" Qin He didn't believe it.

The corners of Feng Jingyu's mouth raised slightly, and he said: "Those seven corpse puppets were carefully selected to form a corpse puppet array. The Dali River is declining, and it seems to be a giant, but in fact it is full of loopholes. The same is true in the palace.

"

Qin He was silent. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make sense.

It's a pity that the corpse in the shroud has been burned by himself, and the road is blocked.

"What do you want to do by breaking through the palace wall? To assassinate the king and kill him?" Qin He asked.
To be continued...