Wild boar

Chapter 82 Ask
"I knew you had a problem!"

Feng Yinghe roared angrily and knocked away the three poisonous needles with his rough hands.

Although these three poisonous needles are very secretive, they have no internal power. As long as they are prepared, they can be blown away with the power of their palms.

Feng Ying took out a sledgehammer with his other hand that had already been on the storage bag. He held the hammer with both hands and prepared to smash the peasant woman into a pulp.

Snapped!
After the three silver needles were shot out, the peasant woman clasped her palms together, and the peach in her hand was turned into poisonous juice, which was sprayed towards Feng Yinghe.

Although Feng Yinghe raised the sledgehammer, he failed to guard against this, and his face was splashed with peach juice.

The honey juice splashed on his face, and Feng Yinghe suddenly felt drowsy.

The three poisonous needles are just a cover-up, but the peach poisonous juice is the killer weapon.

The peasant woman smiled and stepped forward, her body like electricity.

bang bang bang bang...

She pointed like a sword at the same time, hitting seven or eight major acupoints on Feng Yinghe's body.

Feng Yinghe fell to the ground.

But just as he was halfway down, the peasant woman reached out and lifted him up.

The peasant woman took away Feng Yinghe's storage bag and jumped into the house behind her with this extremely ugly man.

The decoration in that house was very simple.

There was only an ordinary wooden bed, a large dark vat, and other than that there was only a wooden box for clothes and sundries.

The peasant woman closed the door with her foot, turned her right hand and took out a silver steel needle as long as her palm.

Silver steel needles were inserted into Feng Ying and the major points on the back.

Then the peasant woman showed an extremely cruel smile and took out a sharp dagger from her storage bag.

brush brush brush...

After four stabs, Feng Yinghe's hands and feet were removed, and he was bleeding profusely. The strange thing was that Feng Yinghe was still sleeping, and he didn't wake up at all.

However, if this continues, Feng Yinghe will bleed to death in just a few moments.

The peasant woman opened the large vat with her other hand, which contained half a jar of potion.

Feng Yinghe, whose limbs were severed, was soaked in a vat.

The peasant woman stretched out her hand and pulled out the silver needle inserted into Feng Ying's large acupuncture point on her back.

Feng Yinghe's whole body convulsed, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Light through the window.

Feng Yinghe saw a peasant woman on the big bed. The peasant woman buried her head and took off a human skin mask, revealing an old face.

Feng Yinghe laughed at himself.

"It's really you Fu Kunguo. How long have you been in Guangxian Town?" Feng Yinghe asked.

"More than a month." Fu Kuncheng replied gloomily.

"You are so calm, you endured it for more than a month before taking action, but why did you deal with me directly? Don't you know that your disciple died chasing the wild boar demon? Who on the street doesn't know this? , why did you deal with me first!?" Feng Yinghe asked with a look of unwillingness.

Fu Kuncheng showed a trace of ridicule.

"Idiot! Don't you know that you are the biggest suspect?"

"You were the one who spread the news about the wild boar demon. My two disciples just came to Guangxian Town, and they died in Renxian Village without any trace of their bodies. You often come in and out of Renxian Village, and there is a phantom formation covering the village. This is clearly your use of the news about the wild boar demon to attract casual cultivators, design traps, kill people and seize treasures."

"But there are some things that I haven't figured out yet. For example, my two incompetent disciples are of low cultivation and don't even have a single spiritual stone on their bodies. You both have to eat such a small bait. Hehe... it's really confusing. Unless they reveal some of your secrets, you have to kill someone to silence them." Fu Kuncheng, the master of Pushui Cave, said with narrowed eyes.

"Fu! I didn't kill your disciple at all. You have the wrong person!" Feng Yinghe was still stubborn.

Available in the next second.

He suddenly felt light and giddy, and his head was getting dizzy. He couldn't even feel his limbs. "Fu Kuncheng! What did you do to me?" Feng Yinghe felt his head getting heavier and heavier, as if he couldn't control his thoughts.

"Look at the ground." Fu Kuncheng said in a sinister voice.

Feng Yinghe turned his head to the right and looked at the ground, where a person's hands and feet were scattered.

Are these your own hands and feet?
He is in a vat. Could it be that he has become a human stick?
impossible!
I do not believe!

This is not true!
Feng Yinghe's mouth opened wide, he was sweating profusely, and his whole body fell into a sluggish state.

Fu Kuncheng suddenly said in an extremely weird voice: "Feng Yinghe! Limbs are just burdens. Without them, you can reduce your burden, your body will be lighter, and your mind will be smarter. This is my help to you. !”

"Feng Yinghe! Believe me, trust me, tell me everything you know..."

The potion made from datura flowers and toad cake was soaked into Feng Yinghe's whole body from Feng Yinghe's severed limbs. Coupled with Fu Kuncheng's mental spell, it easily dominated Feng Yinghe's thinking.

Feng Yinghe, who lost his limbs, became an idiot who answered all questions.

"Did you kill my two disciples?" Fu Kuncheng asked.

"Senior Brother Duan Gu and I killed him together," Feng Yinghe replied.

"Why do you want to kill them?"

"Because they broke into Renxian Village, and there are secrets in Renxian Village that we cannot expose." Feng Yinghe replied dully.

"What secret?"

"Senior Brother Duan Gu was personally taught the Abyss Demonic Skills by underground monks and became an external incarnation, while I used human corpses to practice the Netherworld Demonic Skills."

Incarnate outside!

Fu Kuncheng, the master of Pushui Cave, showed a look of shock.

As a casual cultivator whose life span is about to expire, Fu Kuncheng knows very well what it means to incarnate outside the body.

That is the best cauldron for seizing the body!
"What kind of incarnation is that?" Fu Kuncheng asked suppressing his excitement.

"A demonic corpse... Senior Brother Duan kept silent about the origin of the female corpse, except that it was extremely precious." Feng Yinghe said.

"Demon corpse? Is the external incarnation a corpse puppet?" Fu Kuncheng asked
"Yes." Feng Yinghe replied.

Fu Kuncheng, who was originally excited, immediately showed a disappointed look, but after thinking for a moment, he still cheered up and started asking: "What about the underground monks who teach the exercises?"

"Senior Brother Duan Gu has never mentioned it, but I have never seen it," Feng Yinghe said with a dull expression.

Fu Kuncheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"How does Duan Gu control his external incarnation?"

"You can control it with magic tricks, or you can directly enter the demon corpse with your soul."

"What are the restrictions on Duan Gu's soul entering the demon corpse?"

Feng Yinghe's dull face showed a look of thinking, and then showed an expression of extreme pain.

Feng Yinghe's thinking was affected by drugs and hypnosis, and thinking brought him great pain.

"Senior Brother Duan Gu needs at least five breaths of casting time. The distance between him and the corpse girl cannot be more than one city. After the soul enters the demon corpse, his own soul cannot be controlled..." Feng Yinghe was sweating profusely after finishing speaking. ,Shortness of breath.

That guy must have mastered some kind of soul-moving secret technique!

Fu Kuncheng looked grim, Feng Yinghe's deadline had come, and there was only one last question left.

"Where is that piece of solid wood now? Are there any traps around me?" Fu Kuncheng asked urgently, seizing the time.

Feng Yinghe answered one by one.

After Fu Kuncheng asked all the questions he wanted to ask, Feng Yinghe bled to death.

(End of this chapter)