Chapter 143 Interrogation

Chapter 143 Interrogation

Wang Zijia came to the yard he rented regardless. At this moment, his cave courtyard has also become a paper house, with two red lanterns hanging in front of the door, just like a spirit house. Waiting for his return.

Wang Zijia hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to go into the house. After all, there is no normal place here. Compared with wandering on the street, facing all kinds of weird people, and the risk of being caught for violating the rules of the market, living in a spirit house has become the best choice.

"Pah!"

As Wang Zijia closed the door, the door made a crisp sound that was inconsistent with the paper house, completely isolating the weird atmosphere from the outside world.

"Huh..."

After observing the surroundings, he found that the interior of the room was no different from that during the day, and everything was as real as before. Wang Zijia breathed a sigh of relief.

After stabilizing his frightened mood, Wang Zijia looked back at No. 2, who had been planted with the devil by him.

At this moment, No. 2 was still in a daze, seemingly unaware of the outside world. A blood-red crystal like a drop of blood floated above his head, emitting a faint red light that enveloped his entire body.

It seemed that this crystal was not used for defense, but because of unknown reasons, it had a certain obstructive effect, so that their initial identity setting in the strange domain was slow.

With a slight flicker in his mind, the red copper weight brought Wang Zijia to the other party's chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

As the light of the red copper weight shone, weights began to emerge in the chaos, and a striking, little finger-sized blood-red weight attracted Wang Zijia's attention.

Weight: Weird Curse

Status: Polluted

Value: 34

Introduction: The erosion of the strange air of the number of evils can turn a person into a member of the strange domain silently, give an identity setting, and be trapped in a storybook forever, endless reincarnation.

Note: The strange air is different, not like the evil evil, and there are traces of human refining, please pay attention.

Looking at the strangely changing weights, Wang Zijia was stunned, and his eyes stayed on the notes for a long time.

Is this double yolk egg in the Hundred Demons Strange Domain still man-made?

His thoughts changed, and his expression was uncertain for a long time, but there was no result.

In the end, Wang Zijia could only put his doubts aside temporarily and began to carefully check the other party's various weight information.

Because of the experience of the explosion of the interrogated person in Wanyu Xiancheng last time, Wang Zijia searched very carefully.

However, he had never seen similar weights before, and he didn't even know what kind of weights he was looking for, so Wang Zijia had to check the big weights first. After finding no problems, he began to search for various light spots.

Fortunately, he was in a conscious state at this moment, and his thoughts flashed very quickly. Otherwise, if he really searched these light spot weights one by one with his naked eyes, Wang Zijia didn't know how long it would take.

After half an hour, when Wang Zijia had searched more than half of the light spot weights, a black iron light spot was pulled out by Wang Zijia.

Weight: Demonic Words Oath

Status: Testing

Value: 0.01

Introduction: The constraints left by the Demonic Gate Bone Soul View on its disciples. In order to increase the concealment of the disciples and the chance of success in lurking, this method has almost no power, just an anchor point detection. When the constraint is detected to be violated, power will be transmitted through this anchor point.

Young man, aren't you a goose that plucks feathers and a Jedi that is three feet away? Do you have the ability to try fishing with this anchor point?

Looking at this weight, Wang Zijia's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to exchange this weight and the strange weight for his cultivation.

After doing all this, Wang Zijia flashed out of the other party's chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

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Outside, Wang Zijia came back to his senses and looked at No. 2 indifferently.

After a few breaths, No. 2 also slowly came back to his senses from his trance.

At a loss for a moment, then subconsciously tensed his whole body and looked around vigilantly.

The brightly lit room, the cave practice room, and Wang Zijia, who was sitting at the desk and looking at him indifferently, all these slowly brought him back to his senses.

"Brother, what's going on?" The other party said to Wang Zijia while his whole body was tense.

Wang Zijia no longer had the need to continue acting with the other party at this moment. He looked at him indifferently and said, "Tell me about your identity, the information of the hidden blood veins, etc."

"Huh?" Number Two was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned cold, and he said, "Brother Nine, what do you mean?"

Wang Zijia stretched out his hand indifferently and snapped his fingers.

"Snap!"

With a slight sound, a faint wave of mana spread.

Seeing this, the tense Number Two wanted to take action. But the next moment, his face suddenly changed, his face was distorted, and he opened his mouth and let out a shrill roar.

"Ah..."

Unfortunately, the sound was confined to a very small area by the hidden formation, and it could not spread out at all.

At first, No. 2 tried his best to endure, but the damage to his consciousness, which was like the soul being extracted and the pain in his body, which was like the pain of scraping bones and flesh, came like a tsunami, and he was immediately thrown off his armor.

No. 2 had no idea that there were torture methods in the world that were more terrifying than the anti-interrogation training in the Dark Hall.

At this moment, he felt like a piece of clay, being grabbed by an extremely huge hand and kneaded at will, especially his consciousness, which was completely the ultimate torture.

The various defenses built up by various trainings over the years were like paper, and were shattered in a moment.

"I say, I say, senior brother, senior, uncle, I am willing to say anything!" Finally, No. 2 almost roared in a roaring voice.

Wang Zijia saw this and snapped his fingers again. He sat at the desk calmly, drinking the tea he had just taken out of the storage bag and looking at the other person indifferently.

"Huff... Inhale..."

Number Two was soaked in sweat and lay on the ground like mud, panting violently. After a moment, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You'd better not have any evil thoughts. In your current state, you can't self-destruct under my nose without my permission." At this time, Wang Zijia finally said something that was not sure whether it was a warning or a threat.

Number Two, who was like mud, trembled all over for a moment, his face was full of fear, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Number Nine Master... Senior, what do you want to ask?" Number Two said as he lay on the ground resigned to his fate.

"Let's talk about the situation of your Blood Hidden Group and your own situation first." Wang Zijia said indifferently.

When No. 2 heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes again, and then he said: "Our group is a new group, established less than a hundred years ago, and was established by the current deputy leader of the Jingxue Vein..."

No. 2 was stunned when he said this, and subconsciously looked at his body without any abnormal movement, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Hehe, are you wondering why you are still alive and why the Demonic Words Oath did not take effect?" Wang Zijia listened to the other party's topic of going straight to the boss, looked at the other party's appearance, and sneered.