The rat demon, which was about to stop spinning, was slapped by the charcoal head and started spinning again. It was still spinning at a high speed and there was no way it could stop itself.
This is not bragging, nor is it an attempt to gain sympathy or pity; it is all true.
Its true form is a mouse, while Black Charcoal Head's true form is a dragon, and the pressure from his body is enough to suppress the mouse into the dust.
You can do whatever you want to it, the rat demon has no ability to resist at all.
If you don't have enough skills, you can only stand still and take the beating. To be honest.
The rat spirit couldn't stop spinning, its eyeballs kept spinning along with it, and it felt dizzy and couldn't control itself.
"The fox is a female, and the civet cat is a male. They came to Dongsheng for the same reason as I did, to avenge the old snake spirit. Apart from this, they didn't intend to do anything else."
The charcoal-headed man asked again, "What is your relationship with that old snake spirit? Why did you travel thousands of miles to avenge him? What benefit did it give you?"
The dizzy rat spirit weakly replied: “When we were in Nanyun Country, the old snake spirit helped us advance our cultivation and refined various kinds of elixirs for us. We were brothers who bowed our heads to the ground.
He took us to eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and enjoyed endless wealth and luxury. I didn't expect that after coming to Dongsheng, I was accepted by Dongsheng's national teacher.
We brothers were unwilling to accept this! We vowed to avenge him. I was the first to arrive, but unfortunately I was too late and didn’t even see him for the last time.
After listening to the mouse spirit's words on the roof, Naituanzi kept rolling his eyes at him.
[What brothers? They are obviously the same old bastards, and they even brought along a fox and a raccoon cat. Humph! Black-haired guy! Ask him what the fox and the raccoon cat have up their sleeves?]
Black Charcoal Head did not say a word and immediately interrogated the Rat Demon.
"Your idea is to spread the plague to the Dongsheng Palace. What will the fox do after it arrives in Dongsheng? What about the raccoon cat? What does it want to do?"
The mouse spirit, who had been spinning in circles and was in great pain, immediately replied: "I really don't know. It's no use asking me. Please let me stop! If I don't stop, I will faint to death."
The charcoal-haired man sneered: "Whether you faint or not is none of my business. I came here to make you die."
Hearing this, the rat demon cried and begged, "Is there no room for negotiation? I don't want to die! Can you let me go?"
Naituanzi sat on the roof with his feet hanging outside the eaves. He kept swaying and took out snacks from a small cloth bag and ate them slowly, one bite at a time.
[I can't let you go, you're too bad, tell me all the bad things you've done in Dongsheng, or I'll burn you to death.]
The charcoal-haired guy became a tape recorder, repeating back everything that Milk Balloon said.
After hearing this, the rat demon was so dizzy that he couldn't remember anything. But he knew that if he couldn't remember anything today, he would definitely die.
After thinking for a long time, he said tremblingly: "I took the life of a beggar, robbed his body, disguised as him, and went to Dongshengjing City to inquire about the news."
"I know this, and I've seen you before." The charcoal-headed man impatiently hit the rat spirit again, "Tell me something I don't know, or I'll kill you if you don't tell me."
"Woo woo woo! I haven't done anything bad since I came to Dongsheng. Woo woo woo! Woo woo woo!......"
The rat demon cried inconsolably, feeling so unlucky. Before he could even start to avenge the old snake demon, he was caught and beaten so badly.
The person who caught him was of a very high rank, someone he looked up to. How could he avenge the old snake? How could he have the ability to do that? It was good enough that he could escape tonight without being killed.
"You haven't done anything bad yet? What bad things do you want to do?" The charcoal-haired man raised his hand and pointed at the shivering field mice, saying mockingly, "Look at your companions. You have infected them all with the plague. Isn't this a bad thing?"
The mouse spirit didn't dare to say a word, let alone cry. It kept spinning and couldn't even raise its eyes to look at the field mice.
Every time it was hit, it was like a spinning top that was whipped and spun faster.
I don’t know how this dark little boy did it. Why can he make himself spin non-stop? Can’t we punish him in a different way?
[Black Charcoal Head! Let it cure the plague on the field mice. ]
"You did something bad, so you have to be punished. Do you want a lighter punishment or a heavier punishment?"
"What do you mean?" The rat demon's voice trembled a little, "I want, I want, I want the punishment to be lighter."
The charcoal-headed man laughed a lot: "If you want to punish them less severely, you can cure the plague in the field mice. If you cure it, your punishment will be lighter. If you can't cure it, you will have to die."
When the field mice heard that the plague could be cured, they were overjoyed and started talking to each other.
"This man has a conscience. He knows that we are being coerced and are innocent. He wants to let the foreign rat cure our illness."
"Alas! I don't know if it can be solved. My great-grandfather said that the plague is a plague that spreads among us rats. There is no way to solve it."
"Yes, I heard about it too. The plague is a disease that can not only be transmitted to us rats, but also to humans. They have medicines and doctors but they can't cure it, so how can we rats be cured? That foreign rat is deceiving us."
"What? Why would he lie to us? If it really can't be cured, are we all going to die? That foreign rat is so bad."
"Everything will be left to fate today. Whether or not you can be cured, whether or not you can survive, it's all determined by God."
The mouse demon opened his eyes in despair, looked at the tens of thousands of field mice in despair, and asked unwillingly: "Is this the only way to go? If I can't cure them, I will have to die?"
The charcoal-haired man nodded without hesitation: "Yes, you only have one way to go."
The mouse spirit rolled its eyes with difficulty. It was very sure that it could not cure these field mice.
Plague! There is no cure for this disease.
It knew when it collected these viruses, and it had never thought of leaving these voles alive. It had originally planned to bring them all into the Dongsheng Palace, and then let the family members in the capital to find out the news for it.
After killing Dongsheng's national teacher, he will let the house mice be infected with the plague. Then the entire Dongsheng city will be destroyed by his actions.
Even if it cannot be destroyed, it will be seriously damaged.
Unexpectedly, the plan was discovered by the imperial teacher before it was implemented.
This dark little kid must not be underestimated, and the imperial teacher must not be offended casually, otherwise he will die.
The rat demon didn't want to die, so it wanted to escape. Unfortunately, just as it was about to jump out of the circle, it was grabbed by Black-Headed Man.
"What? You want to run? It seems like you can't save these voles."
Milk ball took a look from above and ordered black charcoal head: "Go, kill him."
"Okay!"
The charcoal-headed man did not hesitate at all. He grabbed the rat spirit in his hand and exerted great force.
The rat demon let out a scream and died.
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