The child Gu regained his freedom and flew straight towards the porcelain bottle containing the mother Gu.
However, the mother voodoo was not released, and the child voodoo could only circle around the porcelain vase.
Upon seeing this, Mo Jiuye immediately stepped forward and pressed the switch of the flamethrower, burning him alive.
At the same time, he could clearly see that the porcelain bottle containing the mother vood vibrated several times.
There is no doubt that the sub-gu on Mo Yunfeng is indeed Yunli's handiwork.
Now that Mo Yunfeng's puppet poison has been resolved, he is no longer afraid of Yunli threatening him with his life.
The two came to Yunli again.
He Zhiran is now not sure whether the mother Gu raised by Yunli still has scattered child Gu, and he is even less sure whether there are still people related to the Mo family among those controlled by the child Gu.
Therefore, she did not dare to be too careless about interrogating Yunli.
She considered that Yunli was shot twice with the anesthesia gun, which was equivalent to being given general anesthesia twice.
As a military doctor in her previous life, she knew it best.
No matter how strong a person is at ordinary times, his mind will become much weaker after two consecutive general anesthesia.
She planned to take advantage of this moment to use hypnosis on Yunli.
Once you succeed, you can save a lot of trouble.
In order to improve the success rate of hypnosis, He Zhiran directly purchased a pocket watch and a music player used in professional hypnosis.
She placed the music player next to Yunli, then selected a piece of music that she felt had the best hypnotic effect and played it on a loop.
After preparing all this, He Zhiran woke Yunli up.
As soon as Yunli opened his eyes, he saw a strange thing shaking in front of him.
"Mo Jiuye, I advise you not to play any tricks. If you want Mo Yunfeng's life, let me go immediately. Otherwise, I don't mind if you do it now..."
Her voice became softer and softer, until she didn't finish her sentence and her eyes became dull.
Seeing this, He Zhiran first asked tentatively: "What is your name and what is your identity?"
"My name is Yunli. I am the queen of Southern Xinjiang and the national master respected by everyone in Southern Xinjiang."
Yunli's voice was a little low, and He Zhiran could feel that she didn't have any emotions mixed in it.
He Zhiran could conclude that she had entered a hypnotic state.
She continued to ask: "When did you start using puppet Gu to control Mo Yunfeng?"
Yunli: "Four years ago, during the battle with Southern Xinjiang, he was knocked unconscious by me and then captured alive.
At that time, my female Gu had just grown up, so I happened to be using him for experiments."
He Zhiran: "There are many people who can do experiments, why choose Mo Yunfeng?"
Yunli: "My master told me that the Mo family's mental tenacity is unparalleled. If my sub-gu can successfully control the Mo family, it will prove that my cultivation skills can reach the level of a master."
He Zhiran: "Besides controlling Mo Yunfeng, who else do you control?"
Yunli: "Mo Yunfeng is the only one."
He Zhiran: "Why is there only one person?"
Yunli: "I can't completely control Mo Yunfeng's will, so the mother Gu cannot continue to produce child Gu to control other people."
He Zhiran: "Do you know Mo Chuhan?"
Yunli: "Of course I know that Mo Chuhan is the most powerful person in the Mo family. It's a pity that he is already dead."
He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye looked at each other. They both knew that Yunli could not tell lies at this time.
Then, they can be sure that Yunli does not know that Mo Chuhan is still alive.
This also illustrates a problem. Yunli will not know the person who poisoned Mo Chuhan.
After the two made eye contact, He Zhiran shook his pocket watch in his hand and continued to ask:
"How many men from the Mo family died in your hands?"
Hearing this question, Mo Jiuye's eyes turned scarlet red and stared at Yunli.
Yunli: "The Mo family did not die in my hands."
Hearing this, He Zhiran subconsciously turned to look at Mo Jiuye.
"This is impossible." Mo Jiuye retorted.
In order to prevent Mo Jiuye from being too excited and affecting Yunli, He Zhiran quickly made a silent gesture towards him.
Mo Jiuye quickly closed his mouth.
He Zhiran knew that her hypnosis skills were not strong enough and she would not be able to control the other person for long. She had to seize the time to ask more questions.
"Didn't Mo Junrui and Mo Jiacheng die in your hands back then?"
Yunli: "They are not dead, I just gave them drugs."
He Zhiran: "Whose head is that hanging on the tower?"
Yunli: "Those are two heads we found at random. Their faces were covered in blood, and they were hung so high. It's whoever you want to be."
He Zhiran: "Since they are not dead, where are they now?"
Yunli: "They were taken away by my master."
He Zhiran: "Who is your master?"
Yunli: "My master...my master is..."
Before she could finish her sentence, her head began to shake violently.
"I can't say, I can't say...ah...my head hurts..."
Looking at Yunli's state, it was completely different from the way he looked after waking up from hypnosis.
He Zhiran was a little confused at the moment.
So, she tried adjusting the swing frequency of her pocket watch.
"Look here, don't be afraid, you are safe here."
Soon, Yunli's mood gradually stabilized.
He Zhiran: "According to what you know, how many men from the Mo family are still alive in this world?"
Yunli: "Mo Junrui, Mo Jiacheng are with my master, Mo Yunfeng is controlled by me, and there is also a lucky Mo Jiuye. I tried to attack him several times, but he avoided me."
He Zhiran: "The Mo family was confiscated and exiled. Does this have anything to do with you?"
Yunli: "That's because Emperor Shunwu was headstrong and suspicious, so the Mo family ended up like this."
He Zhiran: "What is your relationship with Nan Heng?"
Yunli: "Mutual utilization relationship."
He Zhiran: "Tell me carefully how you use each other."
Yunli: "Nan Heng wants to compete for the position of crown prince and needs help from Southern Xinjiang. He promised me that after he takes the throne, he will cede three cities to Southern Xinjiang and supply Southern Xinjiang with 200,000 kilograms of grain every year."
Hearing this, He Zhiran took a breath of air.
What is the difference between what Nan Heng did and betraying the country?
Mo Jiuye also clenched his fists.
At this moment, he deeply realized how unworthy the sacrifices made by the Mohist family to protect the Dashun Dynasty over the past decades were.
Nan Heng could hand over the territory they had guarded for decades with just one word.
Thinking of this, Mo Jiuye glared at Nan Heng, who was still unconscious like a dead dog.
He wished he could kill this traitor and seek glory right now and feed him to the dogs.
However, reason told him that Nan Heng was going to die, but not now.
He Zhiran gently pulled Mo Jiuye's arm to signal him not to get excited.
Seeing that Mo Jiuye's mood had recovered a little, she asked softly: "The time is almost up, do you have anything else to ask?"
Mo Jiuye followed He Zhiran's example and walked carefully to Yunli.