Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 25 Torture
The two stared at Zhang Yuqing's figure dumbfounded as if they had seen a ghost, with cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.

The tall man was quick to see the opportunity, and immediately waved his hand down and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist! Don't be impulsive!"

His gloomy face full of scars forcibly squeezed out a trace of flattery, and he seriously advised: "Fellow Taoist, listen to me! You are still young, you must not walk on the path of robbery and cultivation!"

"You think, if you kill our two brothers, our relatives and friends will definitely not let you go, and will definitely seek revenge from you! How sad will your relatives and friends be then?"

"Don't talk nonsense, what are you chasing me for?" Zhang Yuqing looked at the two of them coldly and asked softly.

"You get rid of Jianguang first, don't let go, fellow Taoist, you must calm down, calm down!" The tall man waved his hands again and again and said with a smile: "We recognized the wrong person, and thought you were the bastard who killed my third brother! ! Now that I can see clearly, it’s definitely not absolutely not! Your mediocre talent’s cultivation is also unpredictable, it’s the two of us who misread it, aren’t we!”

"Ah——yes, yes, yes!!" The short man and the tall man exchanged fierce glances calmly, and said with a smile: "I'm really sorry, but we were the ones who ran into fellow daoists because we had no eyes. Willing to make amends, make amends!"

"Oh, is that so?" Zhang Yuqing was noncommittal: "How to pay? Let's hear it."

"That's right, look, how about paying you ten spirit stones?"

While speaking, the short man took out a storage bag from his arms, opened the bag, and took out a handful of brilliant spirit stones.

On the other side, a dark ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the tall man, and he slowly turned his back to Zhang Yuqing, and his whole body's aura surged towards his right hand frantically, ready to take the opportunity of paralyzing the opponent to cooperate with the short man to fight to the death, but he suddenly felt a chill on his back hit.

"Very sleepy."

A thought flashed in his mind, and the world began to spin, and the world seemed to stop abruptly.

"boom."

A dead head fell to the ground, and there were still some doubts on the scarred face.

"Brother!" The short man stopped suddenly, his eyes were red, and he looked at Zhang Yuqing with deep-seated hatred.

Zhang Yuqing's heart tightened when he succeeded in the sudden attack, and his mana was urged to the extreme, guarding against the short man's desperate blow.

Unexpectedly, the other side pretended to be grinning fiercely, but in the next second, he quickly slipped into the forest with oil on his feet!

"No, don't let him go!" Zhang Yuqing reacted quickly, and repeatedly urged the magic sword, and the sword light shot up into the sky and stabbed the short man's back.

"Ah!" The short man, who had run out of mana, couldn't run fast at all, and Zhang Yuqing, who was chasing up, stabbed his heart with a sword, and let out a mournful howl.

Zhang Yuqing, who killed someone with a sword for the first time, had a heart beating very fast. He pretended to be calm and input mana with his backhand to restrain the opponent, and said coldly, "Don't scream! I won't kill you!"

The short man's heart was ashamed, knowing that he might not be able to escape this man's clutches after being hit by a sword, so he fell to the ground and barely stopped the bleeding, and nodded with tears in his eyes.

It was also the first time for Zhang Yuqing to encounter this, and he was a little flustered.

'All unstable factors must be removed first before this person can be controlled. '

This thought flashed, looking at the short monk on the ground who was pale from pain and blood loss, Zhang Yuqing didn't think about it, and swung two swords to cut off the opponent's limbs.

The short man's face was full of disbelief, staring blankly at his muddy limbs on the ground, a hysterical scream burst out from his throat!

He had predicted death, but never expected this one!
This monk is actually a lunatic!

"Hush -- don't make noise!" Zhang Yuqing's forehead was sweating anxiously, his eyes were slightly cold when he saw this, thinking that this person's screaming might disturb others, he waved his hand and used all his strength to block the dwarf's throat.

The latter couldn't make a sound at all, but looked at Zhang Yuqing who was approaching step by step with a look of horror and fear on his face.

Mentioning the body of the short man, Zhang Yuqing turned around and returned to the forest where the tall man's body had been.

He cast a spell and summoned a magic sword to dig a shallow hole on the ground, buried the tall man's head, tied up his headless body, followed him, and then went deep into the dense forest.

The dwarf who was held in his hands let out an indistinct scream of 'uuuu', not understanding what this man was going to do.

After a while, Zhang Yuqing stopped in front of a deserted cave, bent over and walked in.

He threw the headless body on the ground at will, and summoned a cave illuminated by a spiritual fire, and placed the immobile dwarf against the mountain wall.

"I ask, you answer."

Zhang Yuqing signaled the other party with his eyes: "Do you understand? Don't bark, if you obey, I will spare you!"

A flash of hope for survival flashed in the dwarf's eyes, and he nodded frantically with difficulty.

After removing the mana ball blocking the opponent's throat, Zhang Yuqing thought for a while and asked, "Who asked you to kill me?"

"We recognized the wrong person..." the dwarf cried with tears streaming down his face, with 1 regrets in his heart.

The local Taoist friends are so unreliable that they even cheated on robbery!
What does it mean to be a taciturn and inexperienced family monk whose cultivation level is no higher than the fourth floor?
Look at the fate of our two brothers, who is more like Jiexiu? !

He never dared to complain to Zhang Yuqing about these words, and still insisted on his previous rhetoric.

Zhang Yuqing tortured him for a long time, but when he saw that he did not let go, his heart became cruel.

"Could it be that you are fooling Sajia as a child? How dare you use lies like admitting the wrong person to deceive me? How dare you?!"

He was so angry that he wanted to stab the opponent to death with a sword, but he couldn't do it. Then he cast a spell viciously to condense a ball of clear water, poured it into the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the dwarf, and tortured the dwarf mercilessly. Finally unable to resist, he finally confessed everything.

After listening to the shorty's confession, Zhang Yuqing nodded.

"It turned out to be like this, the fat man is not moral, I paid the hush money, and he betrayed me!"

After Zhang Yuqing figured out the origins of the two of them, he was temporarily relieved.

The reason why he was so persistent in trying to find out the other party's true purpose was mainly because he was worried that his secret of traveling through the plane would be exposed.

Although he thought he was careful enough, he was not sure if someone would have noticed the sudden increase in his cultivation base, and then followed the clues to discover his secret.

Knowing now that it was caused by accidentally exposing money when buying spells, Zhang Yuqing felt much more at ease on the one hand, and on the other hand felt a strong sense of revenge against that thick-faced and black-hearted fat monk.

The dwarf was on the verge of dying at this moment, looking like he was lingering on his last breath.

The closer he was to death, the more fearful he felt.

Death is not terrible, but he is really afraid of dying at the hands of this lunatic!
"I, I have one more thing to report. If I say it, can I change my life?"

His weak voice interrupted Zhang Yuqing's thinking.

"Oh?"

(End of this chapter)