After hearing what I said, the man in the suit didn't answer me, but just looked at me with a trace of ridicule on his face.
Looking at his look, I wasn't angry. How could a guy like this answer the questions obediently and not let them suffer? He wouldn't say anything.
I stretched out my hand to make my nails longer, and then inserted them into his arm without hesitation.
A trace of Yin Qi surged out of my body and entered his body through my nails.
Now this is my favorite interrogation technique. It is simple and effective. No one can withstand the tempering of the soul by the Yin Qi in my body.
But to my surprise, when I dug my nails into the guy's arm, he didn't react at all. Even when the Yin Qi was poured into him, he only twitched slightly.
I was stunned for a moment and looked up at the man. He was also looking at me, with a hint of horror on his face.
"You...who are you?" he asked me.
My nails have become like this and have such a strong yin energy. Even if he is a fool, he knows that I am not an ordinary person.
But I didn't answer him because I was more shocked than him now.
My nails have no effect on him. This is impossible!
You must know that the Yin Qi that I passed into his body was Ying Gou's breath. Most people couldn't bear it. But this guy acted like nothing was wrong and didn't even react at all. How could I not be shocked!
"You...don't you feel any pain?" I couldn't help but ask him.
As soon as the words came out, even I felt a little embarrassed.
"It's useless. My body is different from that of a normal person. Your interrogation techniques are of no use to me at all." He said to me coldly.
I was a little unwilling, so I poked two more holes in his arm with my nails, but the guy still didn't react at all.
However, the blood flowing out of those wounds was not red, but dark green, with a strong fishy smell.
Seeing the green blood flowing out of his body, I knew what was going on.
When I was a child, I heard from my grandfather that there is a kind of witchcraft in southern Xinjiang. You can use herbs and voodoo to refine your body, thereby turning yourself into a person who knows no pain, and even your soul will become numb.
I looked at the man in a suit in front of me. It was obvious that this guy was practicing witchcraft!
I raised my finger, and the situation suddenly felt awkward. I didn’t know whether I should stop or continue.
It would be a bit embarrassing to stop, but there is no point in continuing, because this guy can't feel pain not only in his body, but also in his soul, so my techniques are completely useless to him.
"Sir, how about I give it a try?" Just when I was raising my hands and not knowing what to do, Zhang Zhong suddenly said.
"Do you have any idea?" After hearing his words, I couldn't help but ask him.
Zhang Zhong nodded and said: "Adults should know that the villain is best at psychics, so I have a way to make him speak."
Hearing Zhang Zhong's words, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, thinking that when he was at the police station, he asked the dead old lady to repeat the actions of her life.
You must know that the ghost of the old lady was no longer there at that time. Now that the man in the suit is still alive, the ghost should be easier to control.
Although he used witchcraft to refine his body and soul so that he could not feel pain, Zhang Zhong's method was not to make him feel pain, but to control him.
"If this guy resists in a while, hold him down." Zhang Zhong said and walked over, then stretched out his hand and covered the guy's face.
"What are you going to do!"
With Zhang Zhong's big hands covering his face, the guy screamed loudly and kept struggling.
"be honest!"
Xiaobai on the side kicked him in the temple without hesitation.
As soon as he kicked it down, the guy immediately stopped moving and fainted.
I was frightened. You must know that Xiaobai is a zombie, and he is very powerful. Don't kick this guy to death with this kick.
I quickly checked his condition and saw that he had just fainted, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Seeing that he stopped moving, Zhang Zhong put his hand on his face again.
After a moment, black yin energy emerged from Zhang Zhong's palm.
The yin energy was like little snakes, and it got into that guy's nostrils in an instant.
Not long after, his body shook violently.
"Sir, you can ask." At this time, Zhang Song turned his head and said to me.
I nodded, squatted on the ground, looked at the man, and asked, "Who are you?"
Although the man had his eyes closed and remained motionless, as if he was asleep, he opened his mouth as soon as I finished speaking.
"My name is Shen Lin, and I'm from Xiangxi."
Hearing his answer, I was very satisfied and couldn't help but glance at Zhang Zhong. This guy is really not simple.
But now his hands have been covering the man's face, and the sweat on his head is flowing down.
I know that this kind of soul control skill of his should consume a lot of money and he won't be able to last long, so I have to hurry up and ask.
"What is your specific identity, why did you come to Liangcheng, and what is your relationship with the woman in the massage parlor?" I directly asked all the questions in my mind.
After my words fell, the man's body visibly struggled, and the sweat on Zhang Zhong's head became a little more.
I know that even though Zhang Zhong has controlled his ghost, the man's subconscious is still struggling.
"I am a descendant of Gu Miao. I am here in Liangcheng to worship the sacred objects of my clan. The woman in the massage shop is my junior sister. The two of us are in Liangcheng to awaken the sacred objects."
Hearing his words, Bu nodded.
Now that his soul is controlled by Zhang Zhong, he can't lie at all and everything he tells is the truth.
The holy object in his mouth should be the black snake that is still trembling and fighting with the wood. The woman in the massage parlor is actually his junior sister!
Ancient Miao people?
I muttered softly, I know there is a Miao ethnic group, but does the ancient Miao people he mentioned have anything to do with the Miao ethnic group?
Also, why did they resurrect this sacred object, and what was its purpose?
But just as I was about to ask him again, the man's body lying on the ground twisted violently.
As his body twisted, Zhang Zhong groaned, let go of his hand, and took a few steps back.
The man only struggled for a moment, and then became completely quiet. He lay on the ground and opened his eyes, but his eyes were dim and lacked any energy.
"What's going on?" Looking at the man in a suit on the ground, I couldn't help but ask Zhang Zhong.
Zhang Zhong raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his head and said: "This man has some skills. He knew that he was controlled by me, so he struggled desperately and did not want to be controlled by me. Now the fish is dead and the net is broken, he is useless.
