I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Soon, we arrived at the special investigation team's compound.

As soon as we entered, the captured person was taken to the interrogation room, and Liu Songtao asked me to go with him for interrogation.

After entering the interrogation room, I saw the captured man sitting on a chair, looking nonchalant and as indifferent as a dead pig.

His hands and feet were fixed to an iron chair, and his body was tied with ropes.

Practitioners are different from ordinary people. Ordinary handcuffs cannot hold them, and they must be bound with ropes.

Liu Songtao and I sat opposite the man, and Liu Songtao took notes seriously with a notebook.

"Name, age, who is your master, and which cult organization is he from?" Liu Songtao asked in a cold voice, tapping the table with a pen.

The man pouted and said nothing.

"Leniency will be given to those who confess; severity will be given to those who resist. Now that you have fallen into the hands of our special task force, you must cooperate well, otherwise you will suffer." Liu Songtao slammed the table.

"Stop talking nonsense. Either you kill me or you won't say anything. I will be a brave man again in 18 years." The man was very disdainful.

"If you fall into my hands, you might not survive for another 18 years." As I said that, I slapped the Tiangang Seal and released Sister Na.

Sister Na was surrounded by a black and purple evil aura, her black hair fluttering around in the interrogation room, and the temperature in the room instantly dropped by more than ten degrees.

My sudden action scared Liu Songtao. He trembled all over and almost fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man opposite turned pale with fright when he saw Sister Na's terrifying appearance.

"After I kill you, your soul will be devoured. You still want to have another life? Are you overthinking it? Tell the truth!" I slammed the table.

"Wu... Chief Wu, please put away your magical powers. It's not good for people to know that the special task force is haunted..." Liu Songtao said in a low voice.

He was really scared. A top-level ghost like Sister Na could probably wipe out all the local special task force members.

However, even if I released Sister Na, the man didn't want to confess and closed his eyes.

"Xiao Jie, let's use the old method. Talking won't work. People like this are just tough guys." As he said that, Xiao Pang walked over, pinched the man's mouth open, stuffed a Nine Revolutions Bone Scraping Pill into it, and patted his throat, and the Nine Revolutions Bone Scraping Pill went into his stomach.

After seeing him take the Nine-Turn Bone Scraping Pill, all we can do is wait and wait for him to confess. I am still very confident in the Nine-Turn Bone Scraping Pill.

Not to mention these small fry, even the masters in the Earthly Immortal Realm probably wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Less than half a minute later, the man began to feel restless and twisted his body in pain.

A minute later, he began to scream at the top of his lungs, his screams even more unpleasant than a pig being slaughtered.

Seeing this, Liu Songtao said in a panic, "Chief Wu, what did you feed him? Don't kill the prisoner. It will be difficult for us to report to the authorities."

"Don't worry, you won't die. This is not the first time we have used it." Xiaopang said confidently.

In the blink of an eye, two minutes passed and the man could no longer bear the pain. He was urinating and shitting and it was smelly.

Then he started begging for mercy, asking us to stop immediately and confessing everything.

Even so, we extended it for another minute until the man fainted from the pain. I asked Xiaopang to put the animal bone under his nose to wake him up.

We in the Sixth Regiment have many ways to bully people, so we are not afraid that he won’t tell us.

After a dry heave, the man's eyes became much clearer and his whole body was shaking with fear.

"Why don't you just stop talking? The medicine I gave you can last for three days and three nights. Even if it hurts, you won't die. How about we continue?" I smiled at the man, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth. I was going to scare him to death.

"I'll tell you everything, please stop torturing me..." The man burst into tears.

"My name is Sun Bo, I'm 42 years old, and my master is Xie Xiaoyu. The man who fought with Section Chief Wu today is my master..." the man answered honestly.

"Who is your master?" I looked at him again.

"My master..." The man hesitated and was a little afraid to speak.

"Go ahead and tell me." Xiaopang was getting impatient.

The man shuddered and looked up at me: "Have you heard of the Blood Spirit Ancestor?"

You have asked the right person. I am the disciple of the Blood Spirit Ancestor whom I have never met.

"I've heard of it. What's the relationship between your master and the Blood Spirit Ancestor?" I was very curious.

"When the Blood Spirit Ancestor was alive, he accepted thirteen disciples, called the Thirteen Disciples. Five of them were killed by various masters of the righteous path, and eight are still alive. After the death of the Blood Spirit Ancestor, these eight people changed their identities and hid not far from here. My master is Xie Xiaoyu, one of the Blood Spirit Ancestor's Thirteen Disciples. I have said everything I should say. Please forgive me." Sun Bo said pitifully.

"Then who is Li Ruoyan's master? Is his master also one of the thirteen disciples?" I asked again.

"Her master isn't any of the thirteen disciples, but Yuan Xiaomei, a direct disciple of the Blood Spirit Mother. Those who were harmed in Zhangjiakou these days were all done by Yuan Xiaomei's disciples. She has more than a dozen disciples, and Li Ruoyan is just one of them, and the most talented one. When we got the news that she was ambushed, Yuan Xiaomei sent us out to rescue her."

"How is Yuan Xiaomei's cultivation? How old is she now?" I looked at her.

"I don't know how old she is, but I estimate she is over a hundred years old. But she looks quite young, only in her early twenties. Her cultivation is higher than any of the thirteen disciples. The Blood Spirit Mother protected her very well and didn't let her participate in anything. Whether the Blood Spirit Cult can make a comeback depends on Yuan Xiaomei." The man said again.

After hearing what he said, Liu Songtao's hands were shaking with excitement.

"Big fish... This is truly a big fish! I didn't expect to find the remnants of the Blood Spirit Cult!"

Then, Liu Songtao looked at me again, his eyes widening as he said, "Section Chief Wu, should we report this to Minister Tang? This is a serious matter. The Special Investigation Team will have to send more experts to support us."

The reason why Liu Songtao was so excited was that if he solved the case, promotion and wealth would be inevitable.

The ones who disturbed the martial arts world at that time were not only Yi Guan Dao but also the Blood Spirit Sect. Although the Blood Spirit Sect is weak now, it does not mean that they are not strong. They are just hiding their strength.

Once they make any big noise, there will definitely be a bloody storm in the world.

Of the thirteen disciples of the Blood Spirit Ancestor, eight are still alive, which poses a huge threat.