Why is he so candid?

Could it be that he was trying to hide some more important information?

"Have you confessed everything?"

"I said it all. I said it all."

"Didn't you miss anything?"

"there is none left."

"Well, let me ask you, what do those people hidden behind do?"

"Who? No. No. Where is there?"

The spy monk desperately denied it.

Yu Lexing and others immediately realized something was wrong. Is there someone hiding behind?

Qin Haitao immediately led people to continue the search. However, nothing was found. Behind the temple, there were only vast weeds.

"You don't have to tell me." Zhang Yong said slowly, "Do you know Ling Chi?"

"I, I, I..." The spy's face turned pale.

Lingchi? Of course he knows.

Anyone who can be a spy must have some knowledge and culture.

How did Yuan Chonghuan die in the Ming Dynasty? He was executed by Ling Chi. He could not help but tremble all over.

"Don't tell me? Then it starts..."

"I said, I said, I, I, they have nothing to do with me. Really. It has nothing to do with me at all!"

"In your temple, it has nothing to do with you?"

"I, I, I really have nothing to do with them. It was Wang Zhulin who imprisoned them here. Wang Zhulin will send someone to take them out when needed."

"Who is inside?"

"Yes Yes……"

"explain!"

"It's a woman, a woman..."

"What? Woman?"

Zhang Yong suddenly felt bad.

A group of women are actually imprisoned in the temple?

sky!

Immediately I thought of some scenes not suitable for children.

These crazy dogs!

Killing them will give them an advantage! They must be crushed to make fertilizer!

"Take us in!"

"me……"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Zhang Yong slapped the opponent twice.

What do you want to give me back to me? Want to die? Then I will help you. I slap you twice with my backhand.

Of course it was done with the soles of shoes. Special soles for hitting the face.

As expected, the Japanese spy couldn't resist. With a mournful face and covering his red and swollen cheeks, he led them to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Zhang Yong discovered something unusual. It seemed that there were a lot of grains and vegetables stored here. There were a lot of pots and pans. At first, there were only seven monks in the temple.

Where is the need for so many pots and pans? Most of them are for imprisoned women.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I beat the spy again.

Wang Zhulin, there are too many bamboos to write about!

It was really rash to let him go just now. But it doesn't matter, he will be punished sooner or later.

"Where's the door?"

"Open, open, open..."

The Japanese spy hesitated as he fumbled and pulled a rope.

The ropes hang down from the kitchen wall. There are thirty or forty similar ropes. There are many. Who would have thought that one of them is a mechanism.

"Squeak..."

"Squeak..."

As the rope was pulled, a crack opened in the wall.

Qin Haitao and others immediately raised their guns on guard. They found that it was dark inside. It took a while to see clearly that it was a corridor, diagonally downwards.

Yes, there is indeed a basement. This corridor leads to the basement.

There is no light. Fire is needed to illuminate it.

"Well……"

Suddenly, someone wants to vomit.

Immediately, everyone couldn't help but cover their noses.

Zhang Yong also felt a stench coming towards his face. He hurriedly covered his nose. But it was no use. The stench was still extremely bad.

With great difficulty, the stench dissipated a little.

"Get in!"

"ah……"

Zhang Yong and others entered the basement and were shocked.

After only seeing a few turns, I saw a huge space. There were many iron cages inside, maybe more than two meters high. All the people were imprisoned inside.

To be precise, they were young women. They were dressed in rags. There were fifty or sixty of them.

All the women were lying limply in the iron cages, looking indifferent.

Many people were disheveled and did not pay any attention to them.

There was also a woman whose hands and feet were tied up and hung in the air, motionless. She didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

There is also a woman whose hands are tied and hung above the iron cage, with only her toes touching the ground. She is also motionless, and her life or death is unknown.

So miserable...

Almost no one is intact.

Instantly conjuring up some unsightly scenes, Zhang Yong immediately drew his sword. With a casual blow, he killed the Japanese spy monk.

This devil!

So many young women are imprisoned here!

What is he going to do?

Scum!

Anti-humanity!

A worthy death!

"Well……"

The spy monk clutched his throat and fell limply.

Zhang Yong still couldn't understand his hatred. He grabbed a rifle, stuck the bayonet on the muzzle of the gun, and stabbed the Japanese spy several times.

Son of a bitch!

go to hell!

Keeping you alive is a crime!

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Turning the Japanese spy into a scumbag can relieve his hatred a little.

The woman in the iron cage finally had a little reaction. Some people were surprised and looked at them blankly.

But most women are still indifferent and seem to have lost their minds.
To be continued...