Chapter 103 Interrogation
Near the town of Qiaomu, there is a place where a mountain range stretches, with peaks and forests standing tall, trees dense and lush, some as high as tens of meters, clearly a place rarely visited by humans.
This idea had just been born when it was immediately overturned by Zhao Ji, because he found traces of human activity here.
"Look at these marks, it's clear that someone has been active here frequently. Could it be that there are still people living here?"
In his heart, Zhao couldn't help but feel a little curious, and he decided to follow the traces to see what was going on. Who was it that was active in this deep mountain forest?
The weeds were divided, the shrubs were chopped, and in the dense thicket, a winding small path was actually separated. Zhao Ji followed the path forward, eventually coming to a mountain foot.
This is a small hill that is not too high, and the area it covers is not too large, of course, nor is it too small. Although this mountain is not high, the rock wall is quite steep, and within about ten zhang below, from top to bottom, it forms an almost 90-degree right angle with the ground.
Apart from martial artists with extremely high skills and powerful kung fu, who can climb up along the steep mountain wall, those whose abilities are not up to par have no choice but to follow a small path up the mountain.
That small path is the only way to climb the mountain, but with Zhao Ji's sharp eyes as a special soldier, there are many mechanisms set up on the path, and there should be some hidden sentries.
Fortunately, at the first time of arrival, Zhao Ji found something was wrong and hid himself under the steep mountain wall without being discovered by the sentry on the mountain.
"They've actually set up camp in a place like this and laid out such a tight defense, the people on the mountain are definitely not ordinary, it's highly likely that they're bandits from the green woods."
After carefully observing the situation here again, Zhao Ji had all kinds of speculations in his heart, but he still felt that it was more likely that someone was occupying the mountain as their king.
After circling around the mountain several times in silence, Zhao Ji understood the situation and found that there was no path to climb the mountain except for the only road.
Zhao Ji also considered climbing up from a more gentle slope, but without a rope, with his own qinggong skills, it was simply impossible to climb up.
Thus, Zhao Ji was worried and was thinking hard about what method to use to go up when two people came walking down from the small path on the mountain.
Two sturdy men, one tall and the other short, came down from the mountain, following the small path in the mountains, walking while complaining.
"We're really unlucky, the mountain patrol mission has been assigned to us again."
"This is not distribution, it's clearly bullying. Bullying us two with low martial arts skills and being honest people."
"What a lousy kung fu skill! There are many in the village who are worse than us two. To be honest, it's all because of that little rascal Lazy Head intentionally messing with us."
"Alas, Ming knows he's fooling us, but we can't do anything about it. After all, his sister is in good with the village head."
"Alas, such days, I don't know when they will come to an end."
Unlike the little monsters who should be singing "The Great King Calls Me to Patrol the Mountain", two sturdy young bandits walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, sighing and complaining, scolding and grumbling, their words full of grievances.
Not too close, not too far, following the two from behind. Due to their exceptional lightness and extra caution, they followed them out for a long distance, hearing all of the conversation between the two in their ears, without being discovered by either of them.
From the conversation between the two, Zhao Ji heard a lot of information. Firstly, on that mountain top, there was indeed someone who had taken over and established a stronghold; secondly, among the wives and concubines of the big boss of the stronghold, one of them was the sister of that Lai Pi Tou; thirdly, in the stronghold, there should not be only one boss, at least two or more bosses.
Apart from the above, Zhao Ji also discovered some information, but that's no longer important because he was preparing to capture these two and interrogate them later. Whatever they wanted to know would be easy to find out.
With a sudden stomp of his right foot on the ground, Zhao Ji's cautious and stealthy figure suddenly transformed, and with a fierce burst of energy, he soared into the sky, turning into a large bird that swooped down towards the two people in front.
"What... uh..."
Zhao Ji's figure appeared before their eyes, and the two bandits only then discovered something was amiss. They simultaneously let out a loud shout, but before they could even finish, it was abruptly cut off.
It's been a while since Zhao Ji started practicing martial arts, and his internal strength has already laid a certain foundation. He is also very familiar with the various acupoints of the human body.
With such a foundation, after asking Tian Hong for some guidance, Zhao Ji learned how to use the Pointing Hole technique. Although his skill level wasn't particularly high, he was still able to take down two novice martial artists with it.
He subdued the two of them and without any delay, Zhao Ji grabbed one of them with one hand and took off into the air, rushing towards a secluded place.
When they arrived at a place where the bushes were particularly lush, Zhao Ji threw one of the bandits down, and his body fell into the bush thicket. He was immediately submerged, and not even a trace could be seen.
With another person, Zhao Ji continued to move forward for several hundred meters before stopping and landing on the ground, casually pointing out and resolving the other person's acupoints.
The moment the bandit's acupuncture point was resolved, his expression suddenly turned ferocious and he quickly pulled out a dagger from his waist, ready to stab Zhao Ji.
A casual slap was made, hitting the side of the dagger, causing Bandit Zhang to lose his grip on the dagger, and it flew out directly. Then, Zhao Ji's palm continued forward, heavily pounding on Bandit Zhang's chest.
"Hum, ignorant of the times."
He let out a cold snort, his eyes flashing with dangerous light as Zhao Ji glared at the heavily injured and blood-spitting bandit, saying in a stern tone: "If you want to seek death, go ahead and try again."
With a crushing blow, he defeated himself, and the strong young man knew that the gap between them was too great, and he was not his opponent at all.
Moreover, being struck and seriously injured, the robust bandit had no strength to fight back. Recognizing reality, he realized that he could only be slaughtered at will.
His face turned very pale, mixed with a hint of fear and despair. The robust bandit looked up at Zhao Ji and asked in a hoarse voice: "Who are you? Why did you attack me?"
"What kind of person I am is none of your business, I'm just asking you, do you want to keep your life?"
His eyes narrowed slightly, Zhao said coldly.
"What conditions do you have?"
The strong man's eyes lit up, and he had a glimmer of hope for survival. He hastily asked, wanting to grasp the last straw.
"I want to know about your camp's situation, what is the name of the leader, how high is their cultivation, how many people are in the camp, and so on."
Zhao Ji saw the change in Zhang Yang's expression and knew he would cooperate fully, so he directly stated his purpose.
"I can tell you all these things without hiding anything, but can you really spare my life?"
His face showed a mixture of excitement and skepticism as he confirmed it.
A proud smile floated onto his face, Zhao Ji said loudly: "As long as you cooperate and answer all my questions, sparing your life is no big deal. But if you dare to deceive me, I will make you wish you were dead."
