Zhao Yun nodded slightly and said calmly: "I came here this time because I have something to ask for important things." His eyes were sharp and he stared at the village leader, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

The village leader nodded and bowed respectfully, saying, "If you have anything to do, just ask. The villain must know everything and say everything!" His face was filled with smiles and a flattering look.

Zhao Yun looked like a torch, stared at the village leader and asked seriously: "Master, let me ask you, did you instruct someone to hijack our treasure?"

When the village leader heard this, his face was full of surprise, his mouth opened slightly, and he waved his hand and said, "General, this is such a big unjust. I have never done such a thing!"

Zhao Yun sneered, raised his lips, and a chill appeared in his eyes, and said, "Master, you'd better tell the truth. If you deceive me, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

The village leader had a cold sweat on his forehead, and he said anxiously: "General, I swear to the sky that there is really nothing wrong. I, this little village, have the courage to touch your treasure!"

Zhao Yun's eyes were cold and he didn't believe the words of the camp leader at all. He drew out the sword with a "swish" sound and instantly pressed on the camp leader's neck, and shouted angrily: "Don't make a quibble, tell the truth!"

The village leader's face turned pale and his body trembled slightly, but he still shouted with his neck in his arms: "General, everything I say is true, there is no lie!"

Zhao Yun frowned, his face full of anger and suspicion, and said, "It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin!" Then he turned around and ordered the soldiers: "Torturing him, look at him being stubborn!"

The soldiers rushed forward, and the village leader widened his eyes in horror, his voice crying: "General, I'm really telling the truth!"

However, Zhao Yun was unmoved and looked at all this coldly.

When the soldiers heard Zhao Yun's order, they immediately began to take action.

Some grabbed the village leader's arm and twisted it hard, while others kicked the village leader's abdomen.

The village leader moaned in pain, the muscles on his face twisted due to the pain, and sweat flowed down like a flood.

"General, please spare me, I really didn't lie!" the village leader shouted at the top of his lungs.

Zhao Yun stood aside, holding the sword tightly, with a grim expression and said coldly: "At this moment, are you still unwilling to admit it?"

The village leader gasped and said intermittently: "I... swear to the sky, if there is a lie, the sky will hit lightning. The general clearly observed that I am really innocent."

Seeing that the village leader still refused to give in, Zhao Yun shouted angrily: "Continue!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers tortured the camp leader again and became more and more harsh.

The screams of the village leader resounded throughout the room. His face was distorted by extreme pain, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair.

"General, spare me, I really..." The voice of the village leader had become hoarse and weak.

Zhao Yun looked cold and unmoved, and said sternly: "I haven't told the truth yet, there is no need to show mercy!"

The soldiers' movements became more and more fierce, and the aura of the village leader gradually weakened, and finally there was no movement.

Zhao Yun walked forward and picked the head of the village with his sword. Seeing that he had no reaction, he snorted coldly: "Hmph, I asked for it."

The soldiers also stopped and looked at each other, and a tense and depressing atmosphere filled the room.

Zhao Yun ordered the soldiers to start searching the entire village, and the soldiers acted quickly after they got the order.

At this time, Chen Shou came to Zhao Yun, frowned, and looked unbearable, and said, "General, is this move too cruel?"

Zhao Yun turned his head to look at Chen Shou, his eyes firmly, and his face was not rippling, and he said, "Chen Shou, you are a scholar, you are too kind. Don't worry about this."

Chen Shou looked anxious and wanted to say again: "General, but this..."

Zhao Yun interrupted him, raised his voice and said, "I have decided, you don't need to say much!"

Chen Shou sighed helplessly, shook his head, and stopped talking.

Chen Shou stood aside helplessly and watched the soldiers searching around the mountain village.

Soon, a soldier hurried over and bowed to Zhao Yun with his fists and said, "General, no trace of the treasure has been found."

Zhao Yun frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Continue to search carefully and don't let go of any corner."

The soldiers took the order and left.

Chen Shou looked at Zhao Yun, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

Zhao Yun noticed Chen Shou's gaze and said coldly: "Chen Shou, don't look at me like this. There is no room for softness on the battlefield."

Chen Shou lowered his head and said softly: "General, maybe there is a misunderstanding in it."

Zhao Yun glared at Chen Shou and said, "Misunderstanding? In this chaotic world, it is better to kill by mistake than let go."

Chen Shou sighed slightly and stopped saying a word.

After a while, soldiers came back to report, but they still found nothing.

Zhao Yun's face became more gloomy and he paced back and forth.

Chen Shou looked at Zhao Yun's gloomy face and wanted to speak.

Zhao Yun turned his head suddenly, opened his eyes wide open, waved the sword in his hand, pointed at Chen Shou and shouted: "Chen Shou, I told you not to say anything! If you talk too much, you will kill you!"

Chen Shou was frightened by Zhao Yun's fierce appearance, his face was pale, but his eyes were still stubborn and unwilling. He bit his lip, finally closed his mouth, turned around and walked out silently.

As soon as Chen Shou walked out not far, he met Chen's father who was rushing to come.

Chen's father pulled Chen Shou with a worried look on his face and said, "Shou'er, don't worry about this nostalgic business, be careful to cause trouble."

Chen Shou looked at his father and said firmly: "Father, if I don't care about this little business, I'm uneasy!"

Chen's father shook his head helplessly and sighed: "You kid are just too stubborn."

Chen Shou frowned and said, "Dad, this matter is unfair, how can I sit back and ignore it?"

Chen's father looked at his son and knew his temper, so he could only sigh again.

Zhao Yun looked at Chen Shou's departure back with disdain on his face and snorted coldly: "Hmph, a scholar knows what skills can he have when he is good at writing and writing!"

The deputy general next to him echoed: "The general said, this scholar cannot carry the shoulders and cannot carry the hands."

Zhao Yun put his hands on his chest and said contemptuously: "If it weren't for the Prime Minister's sake, I would have let him get out long ago, staying here is the way to go."

At this time, a soldier came to report the situation. Zhao Yun temporarily put away his dissatisfaction with Chen Shou and focused on the matters in front of him.

An hour later, Zhao Yun stood in the middle of the mountain village, his face gloomy and terrifying.

He looked at the soldiers who had returned one after another but had nothing to find, and shouted angrily: "A bunch of waste, I haven't found anything after so long!"

The soldiers all lowered their heads, dared not look at Zhao Yun's gaze, and did not dare to show off.

Zhao Yun gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Since you can't find the treasure, then burn this copycat for me! No one is allowed to leave!"

His eyes were filled with ferocity and determination, and his clenched fists trembled slightly from anger.

The deputy general beside him hesitated for a moment and said carefully: "General, isn't it a bit like doing this..."

Zhao Yun turned his head suddenly and glared at the deputy general: "What? Do you dare to disobey my order?"

The deputy general was frightened by Zhao Yun's aura and trembled, and he hurriedly said, "I dare not, I dare not, let's arrange this."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, looking at the crowd in the village, without any sympathy.

The deputy general quickly commanded the soldiers to prepare to set fire, and the people in the village were suddenly in extreme panic.

An old man walked out of the crowd tremblingly and begged: "General, we really don't know any treasures, please let us go!"

Zhao Yun said coldly with a blank expression on his face: "Stop talking nonsense, this is the end you deserve!"

The old man collapsed to the ground in despair and burst into tears.

At this time, a child rushed out of the crowd and cried, "Don't burn our home, don't!"

Zhao Yun was unmoved and shouted, "Pull him away!"

The soldiers dragged the child away roughly, and the children's crying echoed in the village.

Just as the soldiers were about to light the fire, Chen Shou rushed over again and shouted loudly: "General, no!"

Zhao Yun glared at Chen Shou and shouted: "You are here to meddle in other people's business again. Believe it or not, I will kill you now!"

Chen Shou was not afraid and said seriously: "General, if you kill innocent people in this way, you will be punished by God!"

Zhao Yun drew his sword in anger and pointed at Chen Shou and said, "If you dare to talk nonsense, I will immediately let you splatter blood on the spot!"

Chen Shou looked at Zhao Yun's almost crazy appearance and felt sad and angry, but he knew that he could not stop him, so he could only close his eyes helplessly.

After a while, looking at the ruined village in front of him, a sneer appeared on Zhao Yun's face.

He frowned, turned to everyone and said, "Let's leave here quickly." His voice was calm and firm.

As he led everyone forward, Zhao Yun suddenly stopped, frowned, and a trace of worry appeared in his eyes.

He looked around and asked, "But who has seen Chen Shou and his son?" His voice was a little anxious.

The soldiers shook their heads one after another, with a blank look on their faces.

Zhao Yun's face became more and more serious, and he murmured to himself: "What should I do? Could it be that I have been separated from the chaos just now?"

His eyes kept searching everywhere, hoping to find the figures of Chen Shou and his son.

Zhao Yun's face looked a little ugly, and he gritted his teeth.

Although I really hate Chen Shou and his son, I can't just lose them.

Otherwise, Xi Yu would blame him and he would not be able to take advantage of him!

He glanced at the soldiers around him and said sternly: "You guys hurry up and search around!"

The soldiers responded in unison: "Yes!" and then took action.
To be continued...