The Wheel-Turning Master.

Chapter 67 Interrogation
The mountains are high and the forests are dense, and the moon is high in the sky.

Song Qing held the fire poker in his hand, lost in thought and remained silent. Zhang Han lowered his head to wipe the tears and snot from his old face.

Lin Bai moved a stone and sat side by side with Pei Ning opposite Song Zhang.

The two groups were still fighting each other in the afternoon, but now they were sitting around a small fire, looking quite harmonious.

On one side is a silver-haired old man, on the other side is a black-haired young man.

If someone else saw it, they would think that the two young men were listening to two old men imparting life experiences.

Lin Bai took out a water bag from his storage ring and handed it to Pei Ning. After she drank half of the bag, he took the rest.

Song and Zhang on the opposite side opened their mouths, their old faces were dry and their lips were cracked, and they were obviously very thirsty, but no one dared to speak.

Lin Bai didn't say anything. He took out another pancake, toasted it over the fire for a while, then tore it open and shared it with Pei Ning.

The two men ate and drank water at the same time, looking like evildoers who were disrespectful to the elderly.

"You can't kill me."

After a long time, bursts of monkey calls were heard in the distance. Song Qing suddenly spoke and looked at Lin Bai.

Lin Bai remained silent and listened to his subsequent words.

Sure enough, after a while, Song Qing continued, "Although my master and I are not related by blood, I have been at her knees since I was a child, and the relationship between master and disciple is very deep. If I die, she will definitely feel it in her heart."

At this point, his tone slightly raised, as if he had gained confidence, and he continued, "You know, Master is an expert in numerology. You have only just entered the Dao, and there is no one from Jiuyin Mountain to help you hide your tracks. Master can tell it is you after a brief deduction."

"Master hasn't gone far yet. If he knew I was dead, he would definitely return. You won't be able to escape at all."

Song Qing still thought that Lin Bai was unable to be traced by Qu Chengjia because of the man from Jiuyin Mountain.

Lin Bai nodded, agreeing with what he said.

However, it is not that he cannot be killed, but that he cannot be killed too early, otherwise Qu Chengjia may really make a comeback.

Even if she couldn't deduce that she was the one who did it, she had a golden elixir hanging over her head all day long, so she didn't dare close her eyes when she slept.

“Me, me, me, and me…” Zhang Han also spoke up quickly, “Our sect has the Longevity Talisman. If I die, the Longevity Talisman will be gone, and our sect will know about it.”

"I understand. You two can't be killed." Pei Ning munched on a piece of biscuit, looked at Lin Bai, and said, "Only the two of us deserve to die."

"I wouldn't dare. Miss Pei, I was forced to come here by Song Qing. It was not my own will. You know me. I don't like fighting and killing." Zhang Han immediately distanced himself from the matter.

"I'm not threatening you." Song Qing was very calm. He continued, "You can't kill me. Otherwise, if Master returns, you will all die. Even Xiuxiu will probably be angered by that... You don't dare to take the risk. The way you look at Xiuxiu is even more caring than the way Master looks at Ruyi. It's as if he treats Xiuxiu as his own daughter. How can you bear to do that?"

He said it wasn't a threat, but it was all a threat.

Lin Bai didn't care. He just smiled and looked at Pei Ning, saying, "They are used to being arrogant in the secular world and haven't learned to bow their heads yet."

"You are all old men with white hair, why don't you learn more life experience?" Pei Ning nodded.

"You know the most about human pigs, please." Lin Bai took out a new sword from the storage ring and handed it to Pei Ning.

Pei Ning took the sword, drew it out of its sheath, and with a flash of cold light in the firelight, Song Qing's left arm was instantly severed.

Blood sprayed all over Zhang Han's face, dyeing half of his hair red. He trembled but didn't dare to say a word.

Song Qing covered his broken arm with a look of horror on his face. His white hair was disheveled and he looked at Lin Bai with cloudy eyes. He was shaking with pain all over but couldn't utter a word.

"You showed your cowardice when you knelt before me earlier." Pei Ning sheathed his sword and said, "If you had been more assertive then, I would have respected you a little more. But now you are pretending to be so. Do you really think that Lin Zhuanlun and I have never killed an immortal with our swords?"

Song Qing remained silent.

"Master Zhang, what sect are you from?" Lin Bai asked in a very gentle tone, without looking at Song Qing.

“I…” Zhang Han’s white hair and beard kept shaking, and he seemed to be hesitant.

"Our sect is the Yunxia Sect." Song Qing suddenly spoke.

"I see." Lin Bai immediately took out the medicine bottle from the storage ring, "Why is Master Song bleeding so much? We need to stop the bleeding quickly. Try my Baicaotang's hemostatic powder." As he spoke, Lin Bai immediately stepped forward, kicked the broken arm away, and then considerately stopped the bleeding for Song Qing.

"Thank you." Song Qing said.

Zhang Han stared at it blankly, not knowing what to say.

After applying the medicine powder, Lin Bai tore off a piece of clothing and bandaged Song Qing carefully.

Deep in the mountains and forests, an old man and a young boy, there is true love in the world.

Pei Ning watched silently, only hearing Lin Bai muttering something, like "Respect the old and the young, my dear."

After bandaging the wound, Lin Bai took out another unused water bag from the storage bag.

He served the two immortal masters some water and then took out some cakes for them to eat, but they had no teeth and could not chew them at all.

Lin Bai and Pei Ning just pretended not to see it.

When bandaging Song Qing just now, Lin Bai looked carefully and found that there was not much spiritual energy contained in the flesh and blood of Song and Zhang, not even as good as that of a beginner in Qi training.

Moreover, his qi and blood are extremely depleted, and he can no longer use any magic or supernatural powers. He is only slightly stronger than an ordinary old man, and even weaker than an ordinary middle-aged man.

"What Sister Zhen gave me was too strong. When I was eating, she told me to call her mother. I thought she meant whoever gave me milk was my mother, but I didn't expect this day to come... I'll make up for it later, it's not shabby. Men should be hard when they should be hard, and soft when they should be soft."

Lin Bai silently thought about it in his mind, thinking that when he met Sister Zhen in the future, he would have to find a way to get another black hairpin. If he was asked to call her mother again, he would just call her mother obediently for a few days!
"What are you daydreaming about?" Pei Ning frowned, poked Lin Bai with the hilt of his sword, and asked, "Missing your old lover?"

"What nonsense are you talking about in front of two old immortal masters?" Lin Bai glared at her and scolded her.

"You have a lewd smile on your face, why are you pretending?" Pei Ning said disdainfully.

Lin Bai was so angry. There were outsiders here, but Pei Ning didn't even give him any face!

Without arguing with her, Lin Bai just looked at Song Qing and asked, "Master Song, you..."

"I don't dare to be an immortal master. My spiritual orifice is damaged. I can't gather spiritual power, let alone communicate with my life force in the sea of ​​consciousness. My supernatural powers have also been lost. I don't dare to call myself an immortal master." After Song Qing had his arm chopped off, he became much more honest.

Lin Bai and Pei Ning looked at each other and guessed in their hearts that Song Qing must be just like the young masters of noble families in the mundane world. Although he is highly talented and thoughtful, and seems to be a rare talent, he has suffered too few setbacks after all. Once he is deeply hurt, he will not be able to stand up anymore.

"Sister Ning, take Master Zhang over there to have a chat." Lin Bai pointed to the distance and continued, "I'll chat with Master Song about family matters."

Pei Ning was very smart and immediately understood what Lin Bai meant, which was to interrogate them separately.

She looked at Zhang Han and didn't urge him. Zhang Han just walked over there with his body hunched over, looking very observant.

Lin Bai held Pei Ning and explained: "You need to know where the sect is, how many cultivators there are, who is the strongest, what kind of business the sect does, and what are the techniques. Of course, the news about Golden Turtle Island..."

He counted on his fingers as he spoke, not hiding the fact that Song Qing was right next to him.

Pei Ning was very impatient, "I know! Do you think I'm Xiu Xiu?" She walked to find Zhang Han, and did not forget to say, "Don't forget to ask about your old lover!"

"..." Lin Bai really had no way to deal with Pei Ning. This woman had a really weird temper. Before, when she was determined to die, she was unnaturally gentle. Now that the situation has reversed, she is unnaturally sarcastic.

After clearing his throat, Lin Bai asked Song Qing questions.

Over there, Pei Ning took Zhang Han to a distant place for questioning.

After the two of them finished asking, Lin Bai went to ask Zhang Han, and Pei Ning asked Song Qing instead.

This is separate interrogation and cross-examination.

After finishing the work, it was already bright.

The two young men were still full of energy and looked very energetic; but the two old immortal masters looked exhausted, their hair was becoming drier, their faces were pale, and they were almost unable to bear it.

Lin Bai and Pei Ning both knew the principle of respecting the old and loving the young, so they did not force them. They gave them some water and food, and let them sleep and rest.

They got a lot of information this time, and they needed to compare it to see if the two old men were lying.

(End of this chapter)