Backyard wood-room.

Zuo Junmo looked at the man tied to the stool and was already in a coma.

Then, surprise and deeper speculation appeared on his face.

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing both felt that it was a chance when they saw his expression.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help asking: "Master Zuo, do you know this person? Who is this hard bone?"

Zuo Junmo retracted his thoughts and pondered: "Looking at this person's figure and dress, it looks a bit like the 'King Thieves' Wang Tomb as rumored on the Tao."

"The Tomb of the Thieves?" Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

Zuo Junmo nodded and then said, "This person comes without a trace, and his collarbone skills are perfect. Every time he commits a crime, he is covered in black and covered in black."

"No one has seen his true face in Mount Lu, but I heard that he is from Baiquan Town, Wanghai County."

"And the elegant title of the thief was also given to him by the Taoist people."

"It's just because Wang Ling is a gentleman on the Liang Dynasty, but he is different from ordinary thieves."

"According to legend, he never steals every needle or thread from the people."

"Everyone who was stolen by him was the rich and unkind."

"The money stolen is also used to rob the rich and help the poor and to distribute it to the poor."

"So the people on the Tao gave him such an elegant name."

Zuo Junmo told him what he knew about the thief Wang Tomb in one breath.

In his words, he even showed a sense of appreciation for Wang Ling.

After listening to Zuo Junmo's explanation, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were both confused.

Looking at the stool over there, the guy who was tortured to death and never let go.

No wonder there is a great aura between this thief's eyebrows that is completely inconsistent with his identity.

After a long time, I turned out to be a thief with thoughts and pursuits!

There is also a way to steal.

If this person is really a thief of the king, then he was driven by a bully like Li Qianzhu, and would rather die than give Li Qianzhu.

Behind this, there must be difficulties.

What's the difficulty?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look up at Luo Fengtang.

In Luo Fengtang's eyes, she saw the same guess.

"Wake him up and ask him." Luo Fengtang suggested.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Then he took a step forward, took out the silver needle in his hand, and stabbed the thief somewhere in the back of the neck.

The thief opened his eyes.

He shook his dazed head and raised his eyes.

In the dim woodshed, three people stood in front of them.

A man and a woman abused him the night before, and in addition, there was another young man.

The thief grinned and sneered.

"If you have any tricks, use them! Even if you find more helpers to interrogate, you can't imagine that I can reveal a word!"

He said, his voice hoarsely.

Luo Fengtang and Zuo Junmo both frowned at the same time.

I once again learned about this person's hard bones.

Both of them remained silent because Yang Ruoqing had already stood in front of the thief.

She chuckled and suddenly asked him: "Wang Ling, how good is your wife and children?"

The thief subconsciously opened his mouth: "It's okay..."

The voice suddenly stopped, and he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Yang Ruoqing in astonishment.

"What did you ask? I didn't hear it clearly?" he said.

There was a slight fluctuation in the sound.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips.

I didn't expect that my fierce guy would really cheat this guy's background.

It's really a royal tomb!

She ignored Wang Ling, but turned around and smiled at Luo Fengtang and Zuo Junmo behind her.

Both of them also showed tacit smiles.

Luo Fengtang even gave Yang Ruoqing a thumbs up.

She was encouraged by her cleverness.

Over there, Wang Ling saw the expressions of Yang Ruoqing and the other three.

I was so upset that I wanted to die.

Since these people know that they have cheated their identities, they can't hide anything in the future!

Wang Ling began to feel restless.

"I don't understand what you said! If you want to kill and cut, just be more careful. I don't have time to talk nonsense to you!"

He struggled in the chair.

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze and looked at Wang Ling.

She said coldly: "Don't pretend, we have figured out your background..."

"Your name is Wang Ling, a native of Baiquan Town, Wanghai County. The people on the road give you the name of "chivalrous thief"." She said.

"I don't understand what you said!"

Wang Ling denied it, clenched his teeth, and the muscles on his face twitched gently.

Yang Ruoqing sneered: "As a thief, you robbed Fu Jiping, but you helped the bully, Caizhu Li, to bully us ordinary people as accomplices."

"Are you worthy of the elegant name of 'Thief'?" she asked.

Wang Ling didn't say anything, gritted his teeth, his eyes dark and uncertain.

Yang Ruoqing continued: "I admire you as a man after hearing your life."

"You must have difficulties in being loyal to the bully like the rich man Li, right?" She was kind and tempted.

Wang Ling still refused to respond.

But a trace of depression flashed in his eyes could not escape Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

A thief, driven by a bully.

The only possibility is that his family is controlled by Caizhu Li.

Following this direction, Yang Ruoqing continued: "You believe in his promises like Rich Master Li?"

"If you are blinded, your wife and children will not have good results if they fall into his hands..."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Wang Ling suddenly turned his head, and blood swelled in his eyes.

"He said he would treat my wife and children kindly!"

"My son studied in the best academy in the county. Only the children of powerful families are qualified to enter!"

"My son will be awarded the exam in the future and will glorify his ancestors!"

"My wife and daughter will be treated well..."

"He promised me, he promised..."

He murmured, as if he was very determined, but his eyes were a little crazy.

...

The three of them left the woodshed and returned to the elegant room in the front yard.

Zuo Junmo looked regretful.

"Li Caizhu is a man with a Buddha's mouth and a snake's heart. He has countless promises. What a pity, a generation of heroes!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing also felt the same way.

"We don't believe in Caizhu Li, and Wang Ling should have believed it at first," she analyzed.
To be continued...