Finally finding the disfigured person, Weaver Shadow had completed her mission, but looking at Fudan's heavy face and the man's careless description, she felt that she might have missed something.

She used a spell to lift the man's hair from his forehead, only took a brief look at it, and then didn't want to look at it again.

The everted scar was like a giant leech attached to it, as if it was slowly wriggling its fat body, sucking the blood from the man's face obliviously.

She quickly closed her eyes and recited Amitabha several times silently in her mind before she suppressed the turbulent feeling in her stomach and calmed down a little.

She opened her eyes to avoid the disfigured man, looked at Fudan, and asked, "How is he?"

Fudan gently put down the man's hand, stood up, frowned, glanced at the man unbearably, and said doubtfully: "I don't know what kind of serious crime this man has committed, except for the punishment on his face.

All the meridians all over his body were interrupted, and the bones on both sides of his hands were also broken. In addition..."

Zhi Ying was puzzled. Combined with the something wrong that he just felt but couldn't find, he opened his eyes slightly and motioned for him to continue talking.

Fudan breathed out, then raised his finger and pointed at the hem of the man's clothes and said to her: "This man was tortured with bone-crushing torture. All the bones below the thigh were smashed into powder, causing the flesh and blood to stick to each other and take root in the ground.

Complex and difficult to reproduce..."

"Wow!" The vomiting feeling that Weaver Ying had previously suppressed could no longer be suppressed, and it surged up her throat like a rising tide.

Fortunately, she was very sleepy before entering the scroll, so she only ate two pears, and now she vomited out sour water, which was extremely uncomfortable.

A big warm hand gently patted her vest to teach her to spit it out faster.

After a while, the contents of her stomach were completely empty, and her palms against her vest were warm. She had no sequelae of vomiting at all.

Zhiying wiped the corner of his mouth with the handkerchief Xiao Jinwu handed him, and finally subconsciously touched his chest and said to Fudan in a resentful tone: "Brother Fudan, you can tell me that the bone-crushing punishment will be fine. What are you doing?"

Adding so many adjectives will make me sick?"

Fudan lowered his eyelids, touched his nose, and said with a smile: "Miss Gu didn't know about the punishment of pouring before. I thought you didn't know about breaking bones, so I explained it more."

"Haha..." Zhi Ying smiled reluctantly and thought to himself: Then I should thank you for being so considerate?

She really didn't dare to look at that man's miserable face anymore, so she cast a spell to create a mosaic on his face. Then she looked at him and asked, "May I ask what your name is?"

The man tilted his head, then slowly raised his head, facing Zhi Ying, and moved the corners of his mouth, but did not say a word.

Zhiying thought about Jiujiang saying that he had arrived here twenty years ago, but he was afraid that no one had spoken to him in these years, his ears were not clear, and his mouth was not very good, so he patiently repeated it word by word: "

May I ask what your name is?"

Just like what they saw outside the scroll before, the man shook his head very slightly and slowly, like a bearing without oil.

Seeing that he was silent, Xiao Jinwu could only shake his head and said, "Isn't this man drugged with dumb drugs?"

The man's body suddenly shook.

Zhi Ying looked back at Little Golden Crow, who knew he had made a mistake and shook his head with a wry smile, as if to say, "I just said it casually, I didn't expect him to be like this." Zhi Ying gave him a look and turned back to ask.

The man: "Can't you speak?"

The man nodded.

Zhiying nodded to express her understanding, but it did not prevent her from communicating with this person. She opened her mouth and recited the sealing formula, which sealed the heart of this person's heart and imprinted this person's thoughts into her mind.

She took a step closer and sat down on a stone in front of the man. Her sleeves were shaking like a sieve, as if something was trying to escape.

Suddenly, she thought of the piece of jade she picked up in the tree house in Basuyuan. She put her hand into her sleeve, but hesitated a little. This piece of jade was so resentful that if she took it out, it would give rise to another feeling.

What to do with chaos?

Seeing that she was sitting motionless and not asking the man anything, Xiao Jinwu squatted down and asked, "What's wrong? Don't you want to ask him something?"

Zhiying opened his mouth, but in his mind, like gold and stone clashing, a very beautiful man's voice sounded, urgent and very excited: "Linglong Jade! How can you have Linglong Jade?"

Zhiying was confused for a moment, but when he came to his senses, he asked the man doubtfully: "What exquisite jade?"

The man's mouth kept shaking and opening and closing, but he was given a mute drug and could not say anything. He only made a "roaring" sound like a beast from his throat.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhiying without any clue. Little Golden Crow flew forward and kicked him in the stomach. He fell backwards like a rag, but his feet took root and he couldn't fly far. He leaned back ridiculously.

He waved his hands and struggled to get up.

Little Golden Crow protected Zhi Ying behind him and shouted sternly at the man: "Just talk, what are you doing with your hands and feet?"

I know he is trying to protect himself, but this method of using violence to fight violence is really unacceptable.

The man had been helped up by Fu Dan. Zhi Ying patted Little Golden Crow's arm, indicating that he did not need to be overly alert. After all, how much of a threat could a man whose meridians had been destroyed and who simultaneously endured the punishment of pouring and breaking bones pose?

Woolen cloth?

She formed a seal with her hands and cast a forbidden spell on the man to prevent him from doing anything else and irritating Little Golden Crow to use violence against him. What if the person she finally found was kicked to death?

After doing this, Zhiying sat down Little Golden Crow and continued to "interrogate" the man. The latter also cast the Initiation Spell and supervised him at all times to prevent the man from seeking death again.

Zhiying's right hand involuntarily grasped her left sleeve, and her thumb and index finger unconsciously twisted together. She asked, "What did you say about exquisite jade just now?"

The man was kicked so hard by Little Golden Crow that it felt like he had been run over by a stone mill. Even though Fu Dan gave him spiritual power, the kick was real.

The forbidden spell could restrain his movements, but it couldn't restrain the expression on his face. He couldn't help baring his teeth, and the scars on his face seemed to come alive, twisting violently uneasily.

Seeing his condition, Zhiying frowned unconsciously and raised his hand to treat his injury. Little Golden Crow stopped him and scolded him: "How much spiritual power do you have left? Don't try to do everything!"

"How can you ask if he's in such pain?" Zhi Ying said helplessly.

Little Jinwu choked, but he didn't regret kicking the man, and glared at the gray-eyed man opposite him.

Zhi Ying took out a small bottle from his sleeve, which contained a few healing pills that she had tried with the ambrosia nectar. After so long, the effectiveness had diminished, and his mortal body should be able to withstand it.

Fudan took the bottle and fed the man some healing pills. The man calmed down and no longer twisted his face in discomfort.

To ensure that there would be no more trouble, Zhi Ying calmed down and asked: "Your name?"

The voice was still a little weak: "The wind returns to the pond."
Chapter completed!