Chapter 1020 Qin Zhou Biography 71

They had no way of knowing whether Mu Ning's words were true or false, and they were not curious.

After she finished speaking, she bowed to them before leaving.

Fan Qingyi didn't want to delay, so he woke up Song Ren directly and asked him to explain clearly the situation in the valley.

This Song Ren was indeed a bastard. Fan Qingyi was so frightened that he peed before he could use any coercion or inducement.

After learning that Fan Qingyi and Qin Zhou were not here for Mu Ning's matter, they hurriedly said that they had discovered this tunnel accidentally and had no idea where it was going, let alone what happened to the child.

Qin Zhou and Fan Qingyi didn't believe this. One of them put a sword on his neck, and the other burned his hair with a torch, scaring him so much that he begged for mercy.

Finally, he said that he had someone he knew well in the valley. He only knew that there were a lot of militiamen stationed inside, that the tunnel exits were guarded, and that there were patrols. No matter how many more people were there, he could no longer explain them.

Song Ren knelt on the ground, trembling, and spoke with a vibrato effect: "Two, two, big, heroes, the little one only knows so much, please let me go!"

Fan Qingyi was annoyed when he looked at him, but after all, this man was the beloved son of an important official in the imperial court. With Qin Zhou present, it was difficult for him to do anything.

Qin Zhou, on the other hand, felt no pressure at all. He went up and gave him an elbow first, then raised his hand and inserted the sword between his legs. There was murderous intent in his eyes: "You don't want to say it, it doesn't matter, I can spare your life. But you have to help us. Bring in the guards guarding the entrance of the cave, otherwise, I will sacrifice my sword with you."

"Okay, okay, beg the heroine to spare my life." Song Ren didn't dare to move, staring at the sword between his crotch, and hurriedly agreed.

The two of them pressed Song Ren to the exit. Fan Qingyi pushed him, and Qin Zhou's sword was pressed directly between his legs.

Song Ren's face was full of panic, but he didn't dare to resist. He could only follow what they said and stuck his head out to wave to the people outside:

"Come here, I brought a lot of things. Come in and help me move them."

"Master Song, you are here. We are here to help you." The guard who was closer did not become suspicious and directly called the people next to him to follow him into the secret passage.

Fan Qingyi hid behind Song Ren, knocked out all the people who came in, and then tied them up with their belts.

Seeing that they had succeeded, Song Ren licked his face and tried to beg them to let him go, but was knocked unconscious by Qin Zhou's backhand.

"What a disaster." Qin Zhou frowned, faintly angry. She didn't expect that the Song family would actually have a relationship with the rebels. Even after the young master Song raped a common girl, he wanted to bring her here to have fun.

Fan Qingyi handed the clothes he took off the guard to Qin Zhou and reminded: "Just put it on briefly. The most important thing now is to find the little prince."

Qin Zhou nodded, simply put on the rebel clothes, and tied up his long hair.

"I found that they all carried such wooden tags. They were exactly the same, but the numbers were different." Fan Qingyi also put on his clothes and was searching the rebels' bodies.

Both of them are in good shape, and even if they wear a coat outside, they won't show anything.

Qin Zhou took the wooden sign and found that the piece he handed him had five hundred and thirty-one written in red letters on it, while his piece had six hundred written in red letters.

Her eyes became darker and darker, and she speculated: "This should be a nickname or something, for the convenience of management. It seems that the number of rebels is not only large, but also growing."

She had previously sent people to thoroughly investigate the remnants of the rebels. She originally thought that the matter would be over with the following report, but she did not expect that the remnants of the rebels would become stronger.

"He's a little different. The font color is black, and he's only ranked twenty-four." Fan Qingyi took out a similar wooden sign from Song Ren's arms.