"Nice to meet you. Let me introduce myself. I am Li Huowang."
"As for your previous attempt to sneak attack on me, I have actually calmed down a long time ago. After all, I am a xinsu, just like the long-legged ginseng fruit. It is only natural for you to want to rob me."
"I came to you this time because of other things. In a nutshell, I am very unfamiliar with this world and I want to gain more knowledge through you."
"Of course, there is another reason. You also know that I am a xinsu, and I am also looking for a way to get rid of xinsu. If you know and tell me, I will really be very grateful to you."<
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Li Huowang sat on a chair and looked at Han Fu in front of him and said seriously.
The two bloody heads drooping in front of him were not the target of Li Huowang's conversation. He was talking to the small fist-sized head at Han Fu's neck.
Bai Sui's ability also didn't let it go, and its face was completely unrecognizable. The head was nothing more than a sarcoma with distorted facial features.
This thing is really strange. The main body is completely dead, but it is still alive and well. I don’t know how Luo Jiao practices it.
"What's your name? Also called Han Fu?"
Facing Li Huowang's inquiry, the little head smiled sarcastically without saying a word.
Various instruments of torture polished to gleaming colors were lined up in front of it.
Li Huowang picked out an iron hemisphere, held the little head carefully, and stretched out the torture instrument in his hand.
"Ahhhh~!!" The sharp scream was extremely harsh.
Li Huowang opened the tent next to him and threw the little eyeball in his hand at Hei Taisui.
"Still unwilling to say it?"
The single eye of the small head looked at the rows of strange instruments of torture, showing a hint of fear but it was replaced by a look of determination in an instant.
"You crazy person! If I tell you, will you let me go?"
"I won't let you go, but dying directly and being tortured to death slowly are two different things."
"You know what? I'm actually not very good at torture, but I have experienced a lot of pain and all kinds of different tortures. Do you want me to reproduce everything I have experienced in you?
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Seeing Li Huowang wiping the blood on his hands with the towel next to him, and picking up a barbed hook again, his little head struggled desperately, but his limbs were completely broken, so his efforts were destined to be in vain. "I don't know! I really don't know anything! It hasn't been long since we left the mountain!"
"Really? If you just came out of the mountain not long ago, could it be that your master sent you down the mountain with those nineteen Yangshou Pills?"
The long hook with barbs stretched into the flesh and slowly pulled out something. Then Li Huowang picked up the coarse salt borrowed from Sun Baolu and spread it evenly
The little head kept twitching in pain, and blood-stained foam began to spit out from the mouth.
Li Huowang put away the torture tools, took out the "Fire Jacket Sutra" from his arms, and began to recite the unfamiliar and difficult incantation with compassion on his face.
The solidified white wax ignited a flame and turned into a pool of squirming fire centipedes, which climbed up Han Fu's body and healed the previous injuries with the crackling sound of roasting.
"Ahhhh!!!"
The screams spread far and wide, scaring many Qingqiu children in the tents into tears and causing the frightened adults to stay further away.
After several turns, it finally let go. "I said, I said!!"
"Very good, let's start with the smaller questions first, and I'll ask you to answer them."
"Can this Yangshou Pill be used as money and food to buy things?"
Li Huowang took out a pill wrapped in a yellow charm and asked.
Seeing the other party's numb nod, Li Huowang stuffed the pills into the gourd, "Is it very precious? What are the reference standards?"
"With a Yangshou Pill, you can ask someone like Han Fu to help."
Li Huowang nodded clearly, which was obviously much more intuitive.
"How to get Yangshou Dan?"
"Killing, but ordinary people can't do it. People must be born on the yang day of the yang year and the yang day. If you want to hear it, I can tell you how to refine it."
"Excuse me, next question, Han Fu said before, are you from Luo Jiao? Where is your Taoist temple?"
"Snake Bone Mountain of Liang State."
"How many people are there in your Taoist temple?
"Fifty-seven people."
"A few heads."
"Two hundred and twenty-four heads."
"What are you?"
"I am Han Fu's Nascent Soul."
Li Huowang asked this thing one after another various small questions, some of which Li Huowang already knew the answers to, just to test whether the other person was deceiving him.
After confirming that the other party really did not lie to him, Li Huowang began to ask key questions.
"What is xinsu? How is it formed? How many xinsu are there in the world?"
"I really don't know these things. I just heard a few words from my master about the mind."
When he saw Li Huowang's hands slowly reaching towards the instruments of torture, he was so frightened that he cried out.
Snot and tears immediately flowed down the little head's face. "I really don't know! Master told us that Xinsu is a very rare treasure of heaven and earth! Don't miss it if we encounter it!"
"Then how do you identify your heart?" Li Huowang has been thinking about this question for a long time, why can everyone he meets can tell his identity at a glance.
"I don't know how other people identify it. Anyway, our master said that people have three fires on their shoulders. Some of these fires are big and some are small. It's normal. Only the fire of Xinsu comes and goes." Li Huowang looked down at his shoulder, but did not see any so-called fire.
"It's almost time. It's time to ask him the most critical question." Li Huowang looked at the villain, frowned and considered his words for a while before speaking again.
"Have you ever heard of the key to getting rid of confusion along the way or from your master?"
"No, you are Xinsu we met for the first time."
Li Huowang looked at the deformed little head carefully. He could believe this 90% of the time. Han Fu had just given birth to a calf. Even if he really had the intention to get rid of his confusion, he might not know it.
"Then how much do you know about Zuowangdao?"
"I know this. They are a bunch of liars and they especially like to deceive people."
"What are their names?"
"I heard that their names are all the names of mahjong tiles, such as 80,000 cakes and so on. But I heard that these names are just code names. If the first 80,000 people die, another 80,000 people will take over."<
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"There is a man named Bei Feng in Zuo Wang Dao. Do you know anything? How strong is he?"
This one is the mind that can get rid of confusion. If you want to completely get rid of confusion, he is very important.
"I don't know, I have never dealt with Zuowangdao."
Next, Li Huowang asked the little head some questions about Zuowangdao, but what he knew from it was very limited.
Looking at the little head in front of him, Li Huowang put his hands on his knees and stood up with the creak of the stool.
"Very good, I've finished asking. In order to confirm the authenticity of what you said, I need to confirm it again."
With that said, Li Huowang reached out his hand to the torture instrument again.