After leaving Pingyuan Prince's Mansion, these Taoist priests immediately ran in all directions. One of them turned around and came to the house where Chang Zhenren had gone before and walked in.

Liu Ping was holding the wine when he saw the Taoist priest coming in, and asked hurriedly, "Did you alert Ma Guiren?"

"Alarmed! Ma Guiren is willing to come forward!"

Liu Ping breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "That's good, that's good."

As Liu Ping spoke, he felt extremely nervous.

Just today, Zhao Yun and Duan Ying took over the military camp outside the city. Facing Zhao Yun who beheaded Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang, Liu Ping wanted to resist at first.

But when Zhao Yun shot down a bird flying in mid-air with an arrow, he had no courage to resist at all, so he could only take dozens of his confidants back to the city to lie dormant.

When he arrived at the city, he discovered that all the guards in the city had been replaced by Wuhuan people who spoke bad Wuhuan dialect, and his subordinates did not know where they were.

Even on the road, Liu Ping felt that the people around him looked at him in a wrong way.

Did those who confessed really only tell the truth about Chang Zhenren? Why is it so unlikeable?

Probably not, otherwise how could Ma Qiang let himself arrest Chang Zhenren.

Liu Ping took a breath, calmed down for a while, then looked at the merchants beside him and said, "Have you found the person yet?"

"We have already found them. They are all pure and filial people. They are not afraid of death so that they can bury their parents in glory."

"Okay, that's good. We big men rule the world with filial piety, and justice is in our hands! As long as we do it well, this Ma Qiang can definitely be driven away!" Liu Ping didn't know whether he was comforting himself or everyone. He calculated

Looking at the days, he said, "There are still three days before the community sacrifice. We must unite at this time! If we unite, we will win!"

"It's not good! It's not good! Chang Zhenren has been taken away!"

A boy hurriedly ran in and shouted, and everyone stood up in horror.

"Tell me slowly! Didn't I ask him to pretend to be a sergeant? How could he be found out?"

"The Prime Minister asked Huang Xu to gather all the sergeants and then asked them to run. Chang Zhenren was exhausted after running for a while and was discovered immediately."

Liu Ping couldn't help but clicked his head. Ever since Chang Zhenren became the spokesperson of these witches, his life has been getting better day by day. He also takes some so-called golden elixirs from time to time, but he can't make any progress.

Talking about the fact that he hid Chang Zhenren in the army, how did Ma Qiang know about it.

Is there a spy around me?

Or maybe... allowing yourself to catch Chang Zhenren is just playing hard to get?

Liu Ping felt that his brain was not functioning well enough.

——Another place in Pingyuan County

Yu Shou was shaking his head while listening to the music, and the boy next to him whispered something to him.

"Oh? Liu Ping is actually so anxious. A martial artist is a martial artist."

"What about us?"

"There are hundreds of heads hanging on top of the city. As the Prime Minister of the country, do we really dare to kill people? It's good to be in chaos. Things can only be done in chaos. Have all the people sent to other counties set off?"

"We've already set off, and Gao's side has specially prepared a double copy."

"Well, good job, let's get down there."

After the boy retired, Yu Shou listened to the ditty and murmured to himself, "Liu Ping is going to be finished so soon. I have to hurry up and move around."

——Dalao, Pingyuan County

Chang Zhenren was hung on a beam, hanging in mid-air. Although he was a little embarrassed, there were no wounds on his body, which showed that he had not suffered much.

But Chang Zhenren, who had obviously not suffered much, opened his eyes wide. Looking at the scene in front of him, he could only tremble all over, and there was even an unknown liquid flowing out from between his legs.

In front of him was an injured man. His hands were tied tightly to the wooden pole, his legs were covered with honey, and countless ants were biting on them. His hands and feet were in great pain.

The blood was drawn out, but the blood only made the ants more excited.

Looking up, his head was covered with sweat, as if he had been caught in the rain. His mouth was blocked with rags, and his eyes were blindfolded. He could not see or cry out. Only the trembling of his body from time to time told others.

He is still alive.

"Chang Zhenren, don't be anxious. This ant eats slowly. It seems that he won't be able to finish it in less than ten days and a half. When he is finished, it will be your turn."

Jia Xu had a peaceful smile on his face, but in Chang Zhenren's eyes, this smile looked like that of an evil ghost.

"What do you want to know? Just ask and I'll tell you! I'll tell you!"

Chang Zhenren was really scared. If he was whipped or something, he thought he could survive it, but feeding ants alive really made him feel numb just thinking about it.

If you are eaten by these things, you may not be able to reincarnate.

"Is that all you said? Or do you think about it again?" Jia Xu looked disappointed, which scared Chang Zhenren to tears.

Who are these people? Are they perverted?

Jia Xu sighed, then turned back to the man and said, "Then I'll ask him first, and I'll ask you again later. If you hate his betrayal, just tell me what he said is wrong, and I'll help you kill him."

"What I said is the truth! It's the truth!"

Jia Xu waved his hand, and the jailer helped to carry Chang Zhenren to the back.

Jia Xu sat down, holding a pen and bamboo slips in his hand and began to interrogate.

"Name!"

"Chang Lingzi..."

Jia Xu narrowed his eyes and said, "I mean your real name."

"Pindao's real name is Chang Lingzi!"

"Come here, bring me a bag of ants, and by the way, some mice. I heard that mice also like to eat honey." Jia Xu put down his pen and said to the jailer beside him.

"Chang Ergou! My name is Chang Ergou!" Chang Ergou was so frightened that he said his real name, which he had always been ashamed of.

"gender!"

"ah?"

"I said gender! Where are the ants!"

"Male! Man! Don't take the ants, don't take the ants!"

The corners of Jia Xu's mouth curved slightly.

As long as you start telling the truth, no matter whether what you say makes sense or not, it is the beginning of breaking down a person's psychological defenses.

Jia Xu's favorite thing is to observe people's hearts.

Soon, Jia Xu explained how the shamans of the Chengyang Jingwang Temple bribed the common people, how they sold the underworld artifacts that cost only a few cents for tens of thousands of dollars, and how they pretended to be gods and ghosts.

From witchcraft to how the money is divided and what officials are involved, everything is clearly asked.

Jia Xu put down his pen, smiled and threw the results he had just asked into the brazier. Chang Zhenren looked at the confession that had been burning in a daze.

What does it mean?

Jia Xu took out another bamboo slip and began to say, "Name!"

???

"I said my name! Where is the ant!"

"Chang Ergou! Chang Ergou! Didn't I tell you everything!"

Jia Xu asked again, and found that the result was no different from the previous one, so he nodded and threw the bamboo slip into the fire again.

Master Chang is going crazy, what are you making a fuss about?

"Name!"

"Chang Ergou! Male!"
Chapter completed!