I Have a City in a Different World

Seeing the means of the old man's interrogation, the surrounding monks were a little terrified.

They secretly imagined that life would be better than death when this method was used on themselves.

This is the risk you have to take in your practice. You never know, what terrible things will happen to you?

If it is a mortal, the experience will be much simpler, nothing more than birth, aging, illness and death, plus some joys and sorrows.

A monk's life course is always full of unknowns, and he doesn't know how it will end.

The sturdy cultivator endured great pain, but he still persisted, obviously not willing to give in like this.

You can die, but if you harm your enemies, you will never get the slightest benefit.

Soon he found sadly that he underestimated the old man's execution methods, or that he was not that strong.

This kind of acupuncture that tortured mortals brought him indescribable pain, which he had never encountered in many years of practice.

After holding on for less than ten minutes, one eyeball was overwhelmed and burst open, and the sturdy cultivator finally chose to give in.

The old man stretched out his hand, and the wooden needle that locked his throat was pulled out, and the sturdy cultivator let out a long sigh of relief.

As if the person who was about to drown finally took a breath of air, his whole body was constantly twitching and shaking.

"Tell me, what do you know?"

The old man didn't talk nonsense, he asked in a cold tone.

"Everything I know, he already knows, why are you asking me?"

The sturdy cultivator asked, in fact, his heart was ashes.

"Don't talk nonsense, say everything you know, and I'll decide whether to let you die happily."

The old man at this time was completely different from his usual image of a professor and disciple, and he couldn't see the slightest kind of smile at all.

It can only be said that at this moment, he is perfectly performing his role.

"Okay, I said."

The sturdy monk slowly told everything he knew in a low voice, and the monks around were listening.

Sure enough, the purpose of food was to satisfy hunger and sacrifice, and to heal the body after injury.

Using food to summon tentacle sea monsters, each cultivator can only use it once, Tang Zhen and others already knew about this.

After the sacrifice, there will be sea monsters, and they must swallow the corpse to leave. Tang Zhen and the others are also aware of this.

The real value is actually the information behind.

What the monks have to do is to try their best to survive and slowly wait for the appearance of a big ship.

After boarding the ship, the big ship will lead the monks who boarded the ship to a mysterious island.

When you get to the island, you can get what you want.

Robust said here, he was dying, and he was only one step away from death.

Up to now, he has never swallowed any food, and has long been in a state of extreme hunger.

Having experienced another torture just now, it is a miracle to be able to survive until now.

The old man turned to look at Tang Zhen, wanting to make sure that what the sturdy cultivator said was true or false?

After all, in the eyes of the old man, Tang Zhen, like the robust cultivator, was an experiencer of the same scene.

"He's lying, not telling the truth."

Looking at the sturdy cultivator who was dying, Tang Zhen said in a light tone, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Before this guy dies, he should not leave true information so that his enemies can benefit.

Therefore, what he said should be half truth and half falsehood. The purpose of doing so was to deceive Tang Zhen.

Really perfect scams are often nine true and one false, making it hard to guard against.

There is also a possibility that the sturdy cultivator said the truth and did not hide anything.

Tang Zhen's denial would be a fatal blow to him.

The purpose of telling the truth is to gain a chance to survive, but Tang Zhen's denial completely cut off his vitality.

Another purpose of Tang Zhen was to confuse the other monks, unable to determine the authenticity of the confession.

His biggest advantage right now,

It is to be mistakenly thought that they have experienced similar scenes and know many secrets.

The monks followed orders, mainly for this reason.

If everyone knows the secret, they can act alone, or form a team.

Tang Zhen knew very well that all the monks were very interested in the secrets mastered by the robust monks.

If Tang Zhen secretly interrogated by himself, it would not only arouse the dissatisfaction of those cultivators, but also would not allow the sturdy cultivator to tell the real secret.

If the interrogation is open, this guy will probably tell all the secrets for the purpose of revenge before he dies, so that Tang Zhen will no longer have any advantage.

But with Tang Zhen's denial, all the hidden dangers disappeared.

Because he had the same experience and knew that what the sturdy monk said was true or false, other monks couldn't do it.

Other monks were skeptical, but there was not enough evidence.

So the only choice is to continue to follow Tang Zhen, and everyone still acts together.

No one knew at all that Tang Zhen was actually dubious and was analyzing the confession of the strong cultivator.

After hearing Tang Zhen's words, the old man frowned.

The sturdy cultivator was made like this, and he even had to play tricks and trick everyone before he died.

Of course, he was also skeptical. Tang Zhen said this on purpose, so that everyone could not be sure whether the confession was true or false.

But when I thought about it, I felt something was wrong.

If he was afraid of being heard by others, Tang Zhen could leave by boat and conduct the interrogation alone.

Or ask yourself to go to a distance for interrogation, and try to control the secrets in the hands of very few people, instead of being known to everyone as they are doing now.

The old man secretly sighed that Tang Zhen's operation was indeed a bit formidable.

Then I secretly observed the monks around, and sure enough, their expressions changed, and they finally chose to remain silent.

Everyone knows that it is best not to get involved at this time to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

The sturdy cultivator has run out of oil, and he has only one eye left, staring at Tang Zhen stubbornly.

"Hey hey hey..."

There was still a weak sneer in his mouth, which seemed to be full of ridicule.

I don't know if it's targeting me or Tang Zhen.

Just at this moment, a monk suddenly gave a loud warning, and a sea monster appeared in front of him.

As long as the tentacle monster is summoned with food, the real sea monster will inevitably appear, but this time it was just a little late.

"Throwing him down is considered waste."

Looking at the monster approaching from the bottom of the sea, Tang Zhen turned around and gave the order with a blank face.

The cultivator who had been framed by the robust cultivator and was seriously injured immediately stepped forward and untied the chain.

"It's ironic that you want to kill Lao Tzu, but you are the one who will die in the end!"

The sturdy monk closed his eyes and didn't react at all.

"Go to hell, bastard!"

Looking at the rapidly approaching sea monster, the cultivator threw the sturdy cultivator into the sea with a flick of his hand.

Falling into the water quietly, the sea monster opened its mouth and swallowed the strong monk into its belly.

Tang Zhen stood on the bow, his eyes penetrated the green sea and saw the true form of the monster.

It was a huge snake with a transparent body, and the wriggling body was filled with the uncorrupted remains of the death monks.

A thought flashed in Tang Zhen's mind, if this is a long-term survival game, then this huge sea monster may also be used as food.

After all, nothing is impossible for a monk.

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