After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Who is throwing money around?

More than a hundred life-threatening copper coins were scattered all over East City in one day. This was definitely not ordinary.

The most important thing is, the capital city is so big, with four major out-of-city docks in the east, west, south and north, why do they want to exploit the East City to death?

Aren't you afraid of getting bald?

Qin He's intuition told him that something was wrong.

The Skinning Gang may be evil, but they have to be smart.

Is there anything wrong with peeling silently?

Does it have to be such a big deal?

A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, and only by being humble can one succeed.

“Who is throwing money around?”

Qin He scratched his head, unable to figure it out. He always felt like there was something wrong.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

After pondering for a moment, Qin He grinned and had an idea.

He took a few turns and arrived at the Northern Pacification Division Zhaoyu, and walked in with a swagger.

The captain on duty saw Qin He and greeted him warmly: "Brother Wei, why are you here so early today?"

"I came in for something, and I'll be out soon." Qin He responded with a smile. After a moment's hesitation, he said mysteriously to the guard, "The moon is full tonight, and the yin energy is very strong. Something big is going to happen. You have to be careful."

The captain on duty replied, "I know. The higher-ups have already informed us."

Qin He was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

"do not you know?"

The captain looked puzzled and said, "I thought everyone at our level had been notified."

"Ahem, well, I went out today. How did the higher-ups notify me?" Qin He asked hurriedly.

"They say the skinning ghost is going to commit a crime tonight, and they forbid us from going to East City." The captain said.

Qin He touched his chin.

What is this called?

It’s not a waste of time to break through the iron shoes.

Oh my goodness, this turns out to be a trap set by Feiyuwei.

Got it!

Then there's nothing to feel guilty about.

Qin He went to Zhaoyu in a swaggering manner.

The Beizhenfusi Zhaoyu Prison was divided into a prison and a government office. The prison was located underground, and the government office was on the ground. It occupied a large area and even had a special training ground.

After Qin He entered the government office, he wandered around, throwing a life-threatening copper coin here, burying one there, and throwing it wherever there was a hidden place.

After going around the yamen once, all the copper coins were lost.

After clapping his hands, Qin He entered Zhaoyu again.

He wanted to go and see Feng Jingyu, wondering how far that guy had held on.

The White Lotus Sect still has many core secrets that he is unwilling to reveal.

After so many days, I think I should be able to figure it out a little bit.

Room No. 10, Building A.

From a distance, Qin He heard the "crackling" sound of a whip coming from inside. The difference from last time was that this time it was accompanied by screams.

Qin He laughed when he heard it.

Still smoking, which means this guy hasn't made any moves yet.

The screams indicated that Feiyuwei had discovered that this guy had blocked his pain sensation before.

This is the level that Feiyuwei should have. It cannot be compared with the perverted Xingnu. However, this little trick of blocking the pain can be concealed for a long time, but it cannot be concealed for a long time.

Qin He pushed the door open and went in. The person being interrogated was still Chang Wen, the captain of the Chang family.

He has been fighting with this White Lotus Demon these days.

"You haven't made any move yet?" Qin He asked casually.

"The stones in the pit are smelly and hard."

Chang Wen's face was a little ugly. He threw the whip on the table panting and asked Qin He, "Didn't you go back to the crematorium? Why are you here so early?"

"Didn't you come over to take a look?" Qin He didn't dare to say more and just said perfunctorily.

"Look if you want. Wait until we finish our meal before you leave." Chang Wen wiped himself with a sweat towel and waved to his men, "Brothers, go eat. Come back afterward!"

Several of the subordinates were already fed up with it, so they dropped their things and went out, leaving with Chang Wen.

Qin He took a look and thought it was pretty good.

It is better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. I was just thinking about how to get rid of them.

Just when I wanted to take a nap, the pillow came.

After closing and locking the door and casting a soundproofing spell, Qin He looked at Feng Jingyu.

Gee!

The man was beaten beyond recognition, with his head hanging and blood all over his body. Bones were visible in many places. If you knew he was a person, you would have thought he was just a few pieces of meat hanging there.

Fortunately, he is a cultivator. If he were an ordinary person, all ten lives would have been lost by now.

Qin He sighed at this and asked, "When did it get exposed?"

Feng Jingyu slowly raised his head upon hearing the voice. It took a long time for his eyes to focus. He said weakly, "Is... it you?"

Qin He didn't say anything. He pulled a stool over, crossed his legs, and grinned, "Who else do you think would come to see you besides me? Are you particularly touched?"

A glimmer of hope appeared in Feng Jingyu's eyes. He swallowed hard and asked, "Can you...can you rescue me from Zhaoyu?"

"How come you suddenly figured it out?" Qin He's smile grew wider.

"It's your turn to endure these tortures." Feng Jingyu gritted his teeth. The severe pain made his face twitch, and he looked as miserable as possible.

"It's not impossible to save you, but as I said, you have to give something in exchange." Qin He found a comfortable position and leaned back in the chair, looking calm and composed.

"I can answer three questions for you." Feng Jingyu said decisively.

Qin He laughed out loud. At this point, this guy had surrendered.

The reason why he insisted on resisting was that even if he recruited the Feiyu Guards, they would not give him a chance to live. The White Lotus Sect was silent at the moment, and they were most likely abandoning him.

Whether you answer three questions, five questions, or ten questions, it is just a difference in quantity and does not matter.

The important thing is that he no longer said that the "core" cannot answer.

Great progress.

"First question, how many corpse puppets have you buried in the mass grave, and what are they used for?" Qin He smiled and stretched out his first finger.

"Can you stop my pain first before answering?" Feng Jingyu asked.

"Easy to say."

Qin He stood up, walked behind him, and tapped his back several times to block the pain.

Feng Jingyu relaxed all over, finally regaining some energy, and said, "There are seven corpse puppets buried in the mass grave."

"What is it used for?" Qin He sat back in his chair.

"Break the formation."

"Break what formation?"

"Break the palace wall."

Qin He's eyelids jumped. The imperial palace was guarded by a golden dragon of fortune, and the White Lotus Sect actually found a way to break through the palace wall?

It's unbelievable.

"Are you crazy?" Qin He didn't believe it.

Feng Jingyu's lips curled up slightly as he said, "Those seven corpse puppets were carefully selected to form a corpse puppet formation. The Dali River is declining day by day. It may seem like a giant, but in reality, it is full of loopholes. The same is true for the Imperial Palace."

Qin He was silent, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make sense.

It’s a pity that the shroud and corpse have been burned by themselves, and the route is cut off.

"What do you want to do by breaking through the palace wall? To assassinate the king?" Qin He asked.

"should be."

"What does it mean it should be?"

"I am also not certain."

"Just seven corpses?"

"There are still more than a thousand dead soldiers. They are the survivors of the refugee camp."

"It's a big deal. When do you plan to start?"

"We were originally planning to do it today, but now we'll definitely have to postpone it." Feng Jingyu explained everything, and finally said, "I've told you so much, can it be exchanged for a life?"

"One last question, what are you going to do when you get out of here?" Qin He stood up and asked.

Feng Jingyu's eyes lit up for a moment, but then dimmed again. He said, "I don't know. If I get out of here alive, the White Lotus will definitely regard me as a traitor. I think the only option left is to retire from the martial arts world."

"Very good, I'll come again after dark. If I'm not too busy, even if you don't feel any pain, just pretend to be in pain so you don't get caught." Qin He patted his clothes and turned around to leave.

In fact, Qin He was not very interested in what the White Lotus Sect wanted to do. After all, it was a chaotic world and he could do whatever he wanted. He came here just to wander around.

"Wait a minute, do you have any healing medicine? I feel like I can't hold on any longer." Feng Jingyu requested.

"Have."

Qin He nodded.

Last time I rewarded him with a Golden Wound Pill. Just a little bit of it is enough for him to recover from his injuries.

At this time, he put his hand into his armpit, shaking it left and right, rubbing it up and down, and pinched out a small ball the size of a soybean, and put it to his mouth: "Eat it."

Feng Jingyu's face turned green, and he said in horror: "What...what is this?"