The middle-aged woman was a little afraid when she saw Daoist Priest Qing Feng's anxious look. However, she still thought about it and said,
" That young man looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was quite handsome and wore a yellow shirt that exposed his arms. His arms were bulging as if he was injured. He was wearing a pair of black pants with a big hole on his leg..."
"That's right! It must be him!"
Daoist Priest Qing Feng interrupted the middle-aged woman's words. His brows were tightly knitted together, and beads of sweat had already formed on his forehead.
"Taoist priest…are you alright?"
The middle-aged woman asked carefully when she saw Daoist Priest Qing Feng frowning.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng raised his head but didn't answer her. Instead, he stared into the middle-aged woman's eyes and asked,"
"Where did that youth run off to?"
"He…he left after tying up those bandits. He must have gone to save other families. He seemed to have told me that…"
the woman replied.
"Where are the bandits who were knocked out?”
" Oh…It's at my house. I'll take you there…"
The middle-aged woman then led the child into a dark corner. Daoist Priest Qing Feng followed closely behind.
In a dark corner of a dilapidated house, a unique smell of animal feces assailed his nose.
There were indeed three people who were tied up like big rice dumplings. Each of them had a rag stuffed in their mouths.
They could hear footsteps approaching them, their noses humming nonstop.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng lit a match and looked at the bandits.
From the ropes tied around their bodies, it could be seen that this was definitely done by Ye Feng.
Because this method of tying knots was not used to tie people, but to restrain corpses that had turned into corpses.
" Corpse-binding Buckle " was a knotting method unique to Mao Mountain.
Others could not learn it at all. It was more than enough to tie up a powerful zombie, let alone an ordinary person.
It was best for those who were trapped by this " corpse binding buckle " to stay there obediently and wait for someone to come and rescue them.
The most terrifying thing was that the person who was tied up would struggle non-stop. The more he struggled, the tighter the rope would be. In the end, he would even be strangled to death by the rope.
He did not know when the three bandits had woken up.
Their faces had turned purplish red. It seemed that they had been through a lot. Under Daoist Priest Qing Feng's lighter, they looked a little terrifying.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng pulled the rag out of one of the bandits 'mouth and asked sternly,"
"This Penniless Priest has come to ask you, where did you all come from?”
After the bandit shouted a few times, his eyes suddenly widened and he said rudely,
"I say, you old Taoist with a cow nose, let go of me quickly. Do you know who I am? Grandfather is a bandit from Black Wind Mountain. If you let us go, we will definitely spare your life.”
These bandits were used to being tyrannical here.
The person in front of him was so scared that he peed his buttocks. Who knew that the old priest in front of him would laugh coldly.
A sharp murderous intent flashed across his eyes, and before the bandit could understand what was going on.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng slapped the bandit's head, but the bandit didn't even make a sound.
Blood slowly flowed out of his seven orifices and he fell to the ground. He was definitely dead.
When the other two bandits saw this scene, they were so scared that they almost wet their pants.
He groaned loudly and knelt on the ground, kowtowing non-stop. The sound of his kowtow was loud and he could not stop.
"Squat properly for me!"
Daoist Priest Qing Feng shouted angrily. His voice was like the roar of a dragon and a tiger.
The two bandits were so frightened that their bodies trembled. They hurriedly stopped kowtowing and looked at Daoist Priest Qing Feng in fear.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng reached out his fingers like the wind and tore off the rags stuffed in the mouths of the two bandits at lightning speed.
The two bandits coughed a few times. Before they could catch their breath, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed again. They kept begging,
"Lord Dao, please spare me…Lord Dao, please spare me…"
Daoist Priest Qing Feng snorted coldly and said in a gloomy tone,"
"You've seen my methods just now. Now, I want to ask you a few questions. You must answer them honestly. Otherwise…"
"If you have anything to say, feel free to ask. I will definitely answer truthfully. If you dare to lie, I will be struck by lightning and die a horrible death…"
"Yes, yes, yes…I will definitely answer honestly. Grandpa Dao, just ask…"
The two bandits were still kneeling on the ground, shivering.
It was just that the death of their companion just now was a little too tragic. The scene of blood flowing from his seven orifices was very terrifying. The two of them did not want to be like him.
"Bah!"
The middle-aged woman at the side had taken a torch out of nowhere and stood beside the two bandits.
"Why didn't you lower your voice when you hit my man just now? My man was almost killed by you. You bandits only know how to bully poor people like us…"
As she spoke, the woman walked up to the two bandits, stretched out her hand, and fiercely slapped the two bandits 'faces.
The sound was extremely loud. After the beating, he still felt unsatisfied. He kicked them a few more times before he stopped panting.
The two bandits knelt on the ground and kowtowed again, begging for mercy,
" Please spare my life, grandaunt. We won't dare to do it again…"
Daoist Priest Qing Feng had been watching coldly from the side and had no intention of stopping them. These bandits were really hateful.
They had almost killed the entire village, not even sparing the children.
After the middle-aged woman was done, Daoist Priest Qing Feng asked the two bandits in a deep voice,"
"Let me ask you, how many people did Clear Wind Camp send this time?”
"Reporting to Dao Master…this time, most of our Clear Wind Camp's troops have come. There are more than a hundred people in total.”
One of the bandits answered honestly. Daoist Priest Qing Feng nodded and asked,"
"Is the leader of Clear Wind Camp Jin Batian?”
"Yes! Our boss is called Jin Batian. How do you know?”
" Huh?!"
Daoist Priest Qing Feng snorted coldly.
"This Penniless Priest is only asking you a question. You can just answer it.”
"Lord Dao! I know I was wrong, I deserve to die…"
With that, the bandit knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times as if he didn't want money.
"I'll ask you again, why did you rob Shuangqiao Village? Why did they kill everyone in the village?”
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