Danwu Refining Spirit

Chapter Ninety-Two: An Unconventional Interrogation

"Slap!" Xiao Chong added some hidden force to this slap, making it extremely vicious, knocking out several of Yizhenfeng's teeth.

A gust of wind, however, was quite tough. He spat out a mouthful of blood, but gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Xiao Chong, his eyes full of malice.

It's no wonder that Yizhenfeng was caught off guard last night; he hadn't anticipated such a battle and lost his composure, which led to his capture by Xiao Chong.

Now that the night has passed and my physical and mental strength has recovered, I don't care about these minor injuries at all.

"Go ahead and kill me if you dare, then see if I'm afraid of you! As for your idea of ​​taking my treasure, you're dreaming!" A gust of wind unleashed a torrent of curses at Xiao Chong.

It's true what they say, "a thief will confess even after three years if you don't beat him!" How long has it been? It's probably less than three hours. Why is he bringing up the matter of the hidden treasure so readily?

Xiao Chong moved closer to Gu Zhenfeng, carefully examined his reddened eyes, and felt great sympathy for his apparent intellectual disability.

But while we may sympathize, we still need to ask the questions.

After all, who would complain about having too much money? If I was a rich, handsome, and successful man in my past life, why would I have gone to the deep mountains and forests for no reason? If not, how could I have transmigrated to a world without telephones, internet, or Japanese adult films?

Therefore, Xiao Chong bluntly uttered a single word to Yin Feng: "Fight!"

Yin Feng was taken aback, then pointed to his own nose and asked, "Me?"

Of course it's you. Do you really need me to do this little thing myself? Besides, your father said he came here to do the dirty work. Now that he's not here, shouldn't his son take over?

Xiao Chong glanced at Yin Feng and asked, "You're not willing?"

Yin Feng laughed and said, "No, I just think that hitting people... is a very low-skill thing."

“That’s good,” Xiao Chong said. “Then what are you waiting for?”

"I'm going to find some props." Yin Feng said, and ran out in a flash. A moment later, he returned carrying a half-full basin of water in one hand and a leather whip covered in barbs in the other.

"What is this?" Xiao Chong asked, puzzled.

Yin Feng replied with a hint of smugness, "Dipping the whip in salt water might be more effective."

"Self-taught, that's progress!" Xiao Chong nodded in satisfaction, then casually pulled over a chair and sat down to watch.

"Tell me quickly, where did you hide all your money?" Yin Feng stopped and asked after a burst of frantic smoking.

His clothes were torn to shreds by the gust of wind, and his body was covered in cuts and bruises. But he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

This wasn't because he was fearless in the face of death, but because Yin Feng's cultivation level was far inferior to his, and he couldn't hurt Yin Feng's bones and muscles at all.

Yin Feng was already quite tired and wanted to take a break, but Yi Zhenfeng's performance made him feel a bit embarrassed.

"You're so stubborn! If you don't reveal the location of the treasure, I'll beat you to death today!" Yin Feng said, swinging the leather whip in his hand with all his might.

A gust of wind glanced at Yin Feng, then suddenly grinned, revealing gleaming white teeth, and said, "You little brat, are you tickling Grandpa?"

Yin Feng whipped the whip a few more times, then threw it away and said somewhat awkwardly to Xiao Chong, "This old man is too stubborn. I can't do anything about it. You'd better do it."

After saying that, he sat down to rest.

"Sigh, it seems I'll have to trouble you to do it yourself." Seeing that Yin Feng was at a loss, Xiao Chong lazily got up and said.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..." A barrage of punches landed on Gu Zhenfeng, breaking several of his bones.

But today is different from last night. Last night, a gust of wind caught him off guard, and he was caught off guard by Xiao Chong's sudden attack. Today, he was mentally prepared, and the gust of wind was not as bad as it was last night.

"Go ahead and kill me if you dare. If I even flinch, I'm no hero." A gust of wind made him break out in a cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth and kept cursing.

Alright, to satisfy your request, let's do it again. Xiao Chong added a trace of Yuan energy to his attack this time.

"Go ahead and beat Grandpa to death, then we'll all go our separate ways and no one will get Grandpa's treasure." A gust of wind groaned weakly, his eyes filled with resentment.

This is difficult. The old man is stubbornly holding out, but we can't really kill him. It really tests our skills. Xiao Chong shook his head, and [Azure Thorn] was suddenly activated.

"Ugh!" A gust of wind groaned, wishing it could just faint.

The power of the "blue thorn" lies in its ability to directly stimulate the nerves, keeping a person in a state of constant awareness. In this state, the victim's pain will not cease for a moment, until they are completely drained of energy and die.

Half an hour later, a gust of wind began to dilate, and he was too exhausted to speak. But from the occasional opening of his eyes, a strong sense of mockery was revealed.

It must be said that in extreme pain, a person's willpower is often amplified infinitely, just like a gust of wind now. Since becoming a bandit, he has been through countless battles and has faced many more dangerous situations than this. How could he possibly collapse so easily?

[Green Thorn] can't be used anymore, otherwise the old man might die at any time, and all that work for nothing would be a waste. Xiao Chong also felt that he had no way to deal with the other party.

Just then, a loud laugh came from outside into the warehouse; it was Yin Changkong who had returned.

"Well done! I heard you wiped out a group of bandits last night and even captured their leader alive. Is that him?" After entering the room, Yin Changkong glanced at the barely alive Yizhenfeng and asked with a loud laugh.

Xiao Chong nodded and said, "That's right, it's this old man, nicknamed 'A Gust of Wind.' Judging from his tone, it seems he has a share of the treasure, but I've tried everything, and he won't reveal it. Uncle, as a martial arts master, do you have any good ideas?"

Yin Changkong's smile froze, and he said awkwardly, "It's true that I am a martial arts master, but all I've learned is how to fight people. How would I know such profound techniques as interrogation?"

If you wanted to kill him, it would be as simple as lifting a finger, but when it comes to underhanded methods, I'm ashamed to admit my inferiority. You'd better find someone more capable.”

Is this a compliment? Xiao Chong was very dissatisfied with Yin Changkong's irresponsible attitude, but there was nothing he could do but continue to think of other ways.

Since whips and thorns weren't working, the tiger bench and chili water were obviously useless too. What should he do? Xiao Chong's mind was filled with images from spy dramas of spies torturing underground heroes.

Sigh, this line of thinking isn't quite right; it makes me sound like a bad guy. Xiao Chong continued racking his brains. Finally, perseverance paid off, and he actually came up with a solution.

"Go find two long-tongued bears, and while you're at it, get a jar of honey," Xiao Chong said to Yin Feng.

"What's it for?" Yin Feng asked, his face full of confusion.

"I have a brilliant plan," Xiao Chong said, keeping everyone in suspense.

Seeing that Xiao Chong didn't want to talk about it, Yin Feng stopped asking and turned to leave the warehouse.

A short while later, when Yin Feng returned, he was carrying a jar of honey, followed by two long-tongued bears.

Xiao Chong pointed at a gust of wind and said, "Make him sit down, tie him up, take off his shoes, and smear honey on the soles of his feet."

"Oh." Although Yin Feng didn't understand what Xiao Chong wanted to do, he still obediently did what he was told.

After a gust of wind had tied him up, Xiao Chong looked at him and said, "I'm giving you this last chance, so you'd better cherish it."

A gust of wind struggled to lift half of its face and smiled at Xiao Chong, but that smile was even uglier than a cry, truly making one's hair stand on end.

Since you've given up even this last chance, don't blame me for not warning you. Xiao Chong's smile vanished, and he had someone lead the long-tongued bear to Gu Zhenfeng.

The long-tongued bear is a unique wild beast found only in the southern wilderness. It is gentle in nature and never fights with other wild beasts. Adult long-tongued bears are as big as calves and have an extreme fondness for sweets.

The reason they have such a strange name is simply because their tongues are so long, reaching a full foot when extended.

The two long-tongued bears were searching for food when they were captured, and were already starving. When they smelled the sweet scent of honey coming from under the feet of a gust of wind, they could no longer resist. They roared and pounced on the gust of wind from the left and right, each grabbing one of his paws.

"Hiss! Hiss..." The long-tongued bear stretched out its scarlet tongue, more than a foot long, and rhythmically licked the soles of Yi Gu Feng's feet.

"Oh... um... ha..." A gust of wind seemed refreshing at first, but soon turned into uncontrollable laughter.

You should know that the Yongquan acupoint is located in the heart, and the Yongquan acupoint is one of the most important acupoints in the human body. It is surrounded by a wealth of nerves, so even a slight touch will cause an unbearable itch, let alone being licked vigorously by a long-tongued bear.

A gust of wind was almost driving him crazy. An intense tingling sensation rose from the soles of his feet and then spread throughout his body, making him laugh until tears streamed down his face.

But this was not the end. As the long-tongued bear exerted more and more force with its tongue, the tingling sensation gradually penetrated into its bone marrow, and then permeated every cell in its body.

"It really works wonders! No wonder even a fearless 'vixen' like Zhang Min couldn't withstand Zhang Wuji's strange fingers." Xiao Chong was secretly pleased to see that his brilliant plan had finally worked.

Yin Changkong and the others stared blankly at the bizarre scene before them, feeling as if their worldviews had been turned upside down.

What a tough guy he was! Could he really fall to a bear's kiss like that? This is too dramatic! The crowd's heads bobbed up and down with the long-tongued bear's movements, their tongues sticking out even longer than the bear's.

A gust of wind was almost suffocating, and the mockery in his eyes had vanished, replaced by madness.

"Tell me, where is the treasure?" Xiao Chong asked slowly and deliberately, sitting in a chair with his body slightly tilted to one side.

Upon hearing the words "treasure," a gust of wind seemed to regain some clarity. Although the madness on his face had not diminished, he stubbornly refused to utter a sound, as if making a final struggle.

Looks like the old man hasn't had his fill yet! Xiao Chong's face darkened, and he said to Yin Feng, "Go get me another big wolfhound, a fierce one."

This time, Yin Feng was very decisive. Without even asking any questions, he brought over a large wolfhound, looking like he was eager to see a good show.

Xiao Chong circled around a gust of wind twice, then suddenly reached out and stripped the gust of wind of all his clothes, leaving him not even a pair of shorts.