Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter 44: Those Worthless Things
Volume 2: Lake of Winter Chapter 44: Those worthless things
In the central army tent, General Shu Cheng was discussing matters with officers at all levels of the Northeast Frontier Army. Suddenly, he noticed the fluctuations of the heaven and earth energy coming from deep in the camp. He heard the subsequent howl, and his expression changed slightly.
A side general's expression suddenly tightened, and he stood up and prepared to rush out of the tent.
General Shu Cheng stared at him coldly and asked in a cold voice: "Xu Yin, what do you want to do?"
The border general named Xu Yin turned around and looked at General Shu with an iron expression. He finally understood why there was such a meeting today. He forced himself to suppress the shock in his heart and explained in a deep voice: "Battlefield"
There is movement inside, maybe an enemy spy sneaks in. I am a general in Shanzi, so I should go to patrol."
"No need." General Shu Cheng was far above Xu Yin. He looked at the other party with a blank expression and said, "The court is carrying out a mission, so you don't need to patrol."
Xu Yin felt as if he was hit hard in his chest. He was worried that the situation there and that if the court was really checking the horse thief, it might be more involved. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you know what the court is investigating? And now
It is deep in the wasteland, will the court send people to investigate?”
General Shu Cheng slapped the table heavily and shouted sternly: "Rareless, do the court still need to explain to you, a small general! Shut up and sit down!"
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The pale middle-aged man was the leader of the horse thief who was a grain-killing team on the wasteland. He looked at Ning Que's face with no eyes and said weakly: "Since you can find me, why bother me?"
"I was able to find you because I guessed your identity, but I couldn't guess it in the end."
Ning Que took over the big black umbrella and continued, "It doesn't matter who you are, and it's easy to find out. You just need to draw a picture for the military headquarters to check it out."
The middle-aged man frowned in pain and said, "Then you can go and check it."
"I am in the wasteland now, and I can't go back to Chang'an. Even if I find out who you are, it will not help what I want to know. It's like if I violated Tang Lu and killed someone, no one dared to say a bad thing to Master.
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The middle-aged man slowly closed his eyes and said, "My name is Lin Ling, the head of the Inner Front Camp of the Northeast Front Army of the Empire."
Ning Que looked at his pale cheeks, silently retelled the name in his heart, and then said, "Very good, so next I should say, who instructed you to kill me?"
The middle-aged man pursed his dry lips without blood, and he would not say a single word after seeing the meaning.
Since he is the head general of the Northeast Front Army, his immediate superior is General Xiahou. In fact, Ning Que does not need to ask, and middle-aged people do not need to say it. They all know who wants to kill Ning Que, but they conclude that
It can never be turned into evidence. Just as Ning Que said before, the great master Lin Ling confessed his identity because he knew that this was nothing.
Ning Que looked at the middle-aged man with his lips closed, and glanced at a place outside the tent with his light. There was a faint figure there. After a moment of silence, he said seriously: "I swear with the personality of Master, as long as
You are willing to tell who the instructor is, I can let you go back alive and let the academy ensure your safety."
The great master Lin Ling opened his eyes and looked at him, but still said nothing.
"I have already sweared with the personality of Master, don't you believe it?" Ning Que said with his hands spreading out.
Lin Ling said with difficulty: "No one really instructed me, this is my own decision."
"Even if it is your own decision, there must be some people's consent. You should know that although you are a powerful man in the Cave Xuan Realm, you are still not qualified to command more than 600 horse thieves in the wasteland."
Ning Que looked into his eyes and said, "I want to know the name of that person."
Lin Ling gasped and said, "Is it really that important to hear that name from my mouth?"
"Maybe it doesn't matter to the court's investigation of the case." Ning Que said after a brief pause: "But it is very important to me."
Lin Ling suddenly laughed, his pale smile seemed a little weird: "If it is important to you, then how could I say it?"
Ning Que frowned and found that he underestimated Xiahou's prestige in the other party's heart and underestimated the other party's loyalty. He gently stroked his knees, and after a long period of silence, he suddenly asked, "Do you have parents and children?"
Lin Ling seemed to guess what he wanted to say, and said with a difficult smile: "No."
In Ning Que's opinion, this smile is very hateful and proud.
After a moment of silence, he continued to ask with a gentle expression: "Then as a cultivator, you always have a master sect, right?"
Lin Ling replied: "Yes, but since I joined the army, I have rarely had any relationship with the troops and have no feelings for me."
"You're lying."
Ning Que looked at him and said calmly: "If you have no feelings for the master, you can leave this empty sect to me, but you are in a hurry to tear the master sect apart, which proves that you have the intention of protecting me."
Lin Ling was slightly stunned, frowned in pain, and said, "Believe it or not, I won't say anything anyway."
Ning Que smiled and said, "Okay, whether you are lying or not, you have to know what kind of sin it is to collude with horse thieves to attack the grain team, especially to murder this disciple on the second floor of my academy."
Lin Ling said calmly and calmly: "It's just a death, who will never die in the ages?"
"Of course it's not as simple as death. Although I think death is indeed the biggest threat, I know that loyal people like you have always thought that there is something more important in the world than life and death."
Ning Que looked into his eyes and said, "I am the disciple of the Master, and I am the trusted minister of Your Majesty. With this matter, I can offend your master and elders, disperse your sect, and even take all your relatives."
Kill all your classmates. Maybe you really don’t care about their life or death, but if those relatives have your childhood sweethearts, and if those fellow disciples have the senior sister who tucked the quilt at night, they will die like this...
It's not a pity?"
Lin Ling didn't understand childhood sweethearts, but he understood Ning Que's unconcealed murderous intent, so his cold body became colder due to excessive blood loss, as if it was even more desolate than the wind and snow outside the tent.
"I'm not used to threatening people like this, because I had very little capital to threaten people before."
Ning Que said seriously: "And I don't want to threaten people either. I just want to know an answer. I know both of you and I just want to hear the answer from you."
Lin Lingkuai's thin cheeks showed a look of struggle, and a feeling of giving up and guilt gradually overflowed in his dark eyes. Ning Que looked carefully and calmly added: "I swear with the personality of Master."
I don’t know how long it took, but the dry syllables finally slowly came out from the dying master’s dry lips.
Ning Que lowered his head, listened quietly and carefully, and asked from time to time what he said.
After hearing everything he wanted to know, he stood up and looked at the middle-aged man who was dying but with guilt, showing a little calm and relaxed mood, and nodded to greet him.
Then he pulled out the Park knife from the sheath and slashed it down, and the cold blade cut off the other party's throat.
The complex emotions such as guilt, relaxation and fear in the eyes of Master Da Nian turned into dark shock and despair. His eyes were so wide that he could not close even without breathing.
Walking out of the tent, Ning Que looked at the Tang Bing who was waiting for him and said, "It's really a pity that he couldn't survive."
Tang Bing, who was buried in the border army in Tianshu, watched from beginning to end what happened today. Hearing this sentence, he had no idea how to deal with it. Looking at the residual blood on Ning Que's blade, he had to do so