Du Fei couldn't bear the fat man's whining: "Okay Xiaoban, stop beating him. You've been beating him for half an hour."
Only then did Kobata Kanbei stop his hand and stood up from the fat man who had been beaten more like a pig's head.
Around them, the ground was full of stumbling mobs. A few finally got up shakily and were about to stagger away, but Du Fei stopped him: "Who dares to run away, I'll give him a discount."
leg!"
Those who were frightened by the beatings suddenly became frightened and knelt down silently without saying a word. Those who were beaten by Kohata and lay on the ground unable to get up, and those who were hit by Kohata's hidden weapons, even complained incessantly: "Spare our lives!
Just trying to survive”
"Okay!" Du Fei, who had been sitting for a long time, suddenly stood up: "Now everyone knows who has the final say. Then I will ask you a few questions. If you don't answer well, I will ask Xiaoban to take special care of you.
"Hit him"
Everyone's face was ashen, and they listened with their ears raised, fearing that they would not be able to understand clearly and answer, and would be beaten again.
"First of all, who is the corpse in this hut? Why wasn't he buried?" Du Fei calmly pointed to the sitting mummy in the hut and asked. Seeing that no one took the initiative to answer, he pointed sharply and finally
A man in front wearing a cloth on his head said: "You answer!"
"Oh, well, this is a monk who came to the village a few days ago to preach. It is said that he is an authentic Buddhist and his words are very clear. Everyone believes in what he said. However, within a few days, people from the local Yixiang Sect came and burned, killed, looted and committed evil.
!
At that time, no one dared to resist, but this monk came out and loudly accused them, saying that they were deceiving the world and using the name of Buddha to be the puppets of evil spirits! After death, the soul will fall into a place of eternal destruction! Those Yixiang sect followers were anxious at that time
After several arguments, the monk was burned alive!"
Then the man murmured: "But it's strange that this monk didn't scream even when he was burned by fire! He always maintained a meditating posture."
Although Du Fei did not believe in Buddhism, he was still full of respect for this pious and upright monk. He stared at the mummy and saw that the vaguely visible face still maintained a peaceful expression. It was difficult to imagine that he was burned alive by fire.
of.
"Second question: Is there a general camp near here? How many people do they have?" Du Fei looked at him and pointed to another man wearing an ashigaru hat and asked.
The man rolled his eyelids vigorously: "The camps of the Yixiang Sect are now everywhere. There is one ten miles north of our village. There are about thirty people. If you walk twenty miles further north, you will see a large shopping town.
Even Nara Town, which was controlled and occupied by the Ichiko clan, is also the headquarters of the Ichiko clan in Shima Province."
Du Fei then asked sharply: "Approximately how many people are there?! Tell me quickly!"
"This" I saw the person wearing an ashigaru hat looking embarrassed: "We really don't know the details of this because there are too many."
When Xiaobata heard someone's unhappy answer, he immediately raised his fist and was about to hit him on the head, but was stopped by an old voice coming from the corner.
"Wait a minute! Don't hit him!~~~He can't know." I saw an old man with gray hair on his temples slowly walking out of a small hut not far away.
"Grandpa! Why did you come out! Didn't I tell you to stay in the house?" the fat man said with a complaining tone.
Although the old man looked young, his legs and feet were very nimble. He nimbly walked around the people and came to Du Fei: "Young man, why do you ask this?"
"Old man! It's my time to ask questions, but you're asking me instead?" Compared with Du Fei, this old man is a junior. He obviously found the wrong person for relying on his old age.
The old man was obviously very knowledgeable, and he immediately recounted what he had seen: "That day I was arrested by people from the Yixiang Sect. They said I was going to build some kind of real Buddhist temple. It was so funny that they didn't even let an old man like me go.
I'm already sixty-nine."
"Let's get to the point, shall we? Brother?" Du Fei's name for him was quite reasonable, and it even gave him a little advantage.
"Oh, the scene I saw after entering Nara Town was so miserable. I saw that all the women in the town were stripped naked and tied together with hemp ropes. The bosses were tortured in various ways by the followers of the Ichigo.
die"
"What I want to know is how many people there are?" Seeing that the old man was dizzy and went to another place, Du Fei had to remind him again.
The old man blinked his cloudy eyes and thought hard with his somewhat stiff brain: "Well, when they asked me to light a fire and cook, it seemed that the cooking was for two hundred people, which should be a lot more."
Two hundred people! Du Fei was a little surprised when he heard this number. After all, Nara Town is a large commercial town with thousands of merchants alone. It is difficult for a mere 200 thugs to control such a large area.
But the old man in front of him obviously could no longer provide any valuable information. He was still repeating over and over again: "It's so miserable, so miserable. Don't try to mess with those people."
"Xiaoban! Let's go!" Du Fei saw that there were no valuable clues or information here, so he planned to go to the Yixiang Sect's outpost camp not far from the village to catch a tongue and find out the situation.
The bruised and bruised rioters watched them go away in a daze, not daring to let out their breath.
Du Fei and Xiao Ban followed what the rebels said and walked less than ten miles north, when they immediately saw several tents hanging black and white flags of the Xiang Sect.
"There are about fifty people inside! It seems that guy's report was inaccurate!" Xiaoban said to Du Fei after careful observation.
Du Fei slowly put on the steel claws disapprovingly: "Those guys, if there are ten of them, he didn't tell you that it would be a hundred. You can't expect them to be accurate. Their truly valuable tongues are in the tent below!
Be careful! Don’t strike too quickly, leave one behind!”
"Hey, I'll try my best!" With Xiaoban's abilities, it would be a killing to kill such a mixed bag of monk soldiers and thugs, but he seemed to be a little happy about it. After all, it is a very satisfying thing to pinch the weak persimmons.