Snap.

A candle was lit in the darkness, and its weak orange-red light flickered, as if it would go out at any moment.

"Who are you... I am a servant of Yanshi County Government... How dare you make trouble for me, who are you..."

"There are people above me, what do you want to do..."

"Let me go quickly... I can... forgive you for being rude..."

"Who the hell are you!"

...half an hour later.

"Brother, Brother Jie, please let me go. I will pay you back the money I owe you tomorrow. If you are in a hurry, I will send my wife to your house first. Please let me go...

..”

In the corner of the room, a figure was huddled and trembling, obviously very scared.

Several black shadows covered the wall.

"Wu Chi, right?" A deep voice sounded.

"Yes, yes, I am Wu Chi."

"Very good. Next, you will answer whatever I ask you. If you dare to hide even a word, this will be your fate."

The voice fell and the sound of slaps was heard.

Crisp and nice to listen to.

"Don't fight, don't fight, don't fight, I say, I say, I say it all."

"Did you steal the grain from the charity warehouse and sell it?"

"No."

Snap!

A slap.

"To be or not to be!"

"A little bit, I only took a little bit." Wu Chi replied tremblingly.

"Why only take a little?"

"Don't take too much, otherwise you will be discovered."

"Has anyone caught you stealing food?"

"No, no, no..."

Snap!

Bang!

Euler Euler Euler!

"Yes, wuwuwu, someone knows that I took the food..."

"who?"

Another half hour passed.

A figure left the house and came to the next door.

"Your Majesty, Wu Chi is here."

"What did you say?" Dugu Ying drank tea.

"The steward of Luo Governor Shi once discovered that he was stealing grain from the charity warehouse, so he threatened to bribe him and asked him to send something in and mix it with the grain."

"What?" Dugu Ying perked up.

"It seems to be food."

"Food?" Dugu Ying narrowed her eyes, "If this housekeeper donates food, he must do it openly. Why act secretly? There must be something weird about this person!"

"Go and find out about this person."

"yes."

"That's right." Dugu Ying stopped him and ordered: "This Wu Chi should be strictly guarded and no information about him should be leaked."

"yes."

Five days later, Sishui Pass.

Zheng Dayong sat in the carriage, opening the curtain from time to time and looking at the crowds of people outside, he couldn't help but feel angry.

If Luozhou hadn't been closed down, he would have left long ago.

"These untouchables should just stay in Luozhou and wait to die. They are blocking my way. They are untouchables, untouchables, and untouchables!"

At this moment, the horseman returned.

"Third uncle, we have already settled our anger with the guard at Sishui Pass. We can leave tonight."

"Can't you leave now? You can ask again." Zheng Dayong urged.

"No, Third Uncle, the general at Sishui Pass has said that he has received an imperial edict and is not allowed to let anyone leave Luozhou from Sishui Pass. We can leave, but he is already in a very difficult situation."

"Damn it!" Zheng Dayong was furious. If he hadn't been trying to avoid the government, he wouldn't have been trapped here.

"Go back to the inn."

"yes."

That night.

Zheng Dayong took his servants, lightly dressed and simple, and rode to Sishui Pass. After confirming each other's identities with the guard, the gate of Sishui Pass was opened to him.

Seeing this, Zheng Dayong urged his horse to run wildly.

As long as you leave Luozhou, you will be safe.

When he rushed through the door, he suddenly found that the general from Sishui Pass was standing there waiting for him.

Before he could speak, a circle of soldiers with torches suddenly surrounded him.

...

Bang!

The candles were lit, and Zheng Dayong was handcuffed to the torture rack and bound with iron chains.

In front of him, two men sat.

From Zheng Dayong's perspective, these two people are not simple people. The invisible temperament that is different from ordinary people is very obvious.

"Two gentlemen, why did you arrest me? I am a good citizen." Zheng Dayong said.

Duguying looked at him sharply.

"Name."

"I am really a good citizen...ah!"

With a scream, Zheng Dayong was sweating profusely, with snot and tears flowing down his face.

I saw a person standing aside, using a needle to prick Zheng Dayong's finger. Moreover, the place where he pricked was very particular, it happened to be the gap where the nail and the flesh meet. Because Zheng Dayong's limbs were tightly tied to the torture rack.

, so he was in pain, but couldn't do anything.

Although his wrist could move, the executioner's man was very powerful and grabbed his wrist with one hand, leaving his hand at his mercy.

"It hurts... mother... it hurts... ah..."

"Are you delirious?" Su Shichang said funnyly, "That's not possible. You have a lot of blood in your fat and white body, so you have to hold on."

Hearing this, Zheng Da's hair stood on end.

Still coming?

"Don't be presumptuous. Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am?"

"Name." Duguying repeated it again.

"Don't be arrogant, this is the Central Plains, my Zheng family...ah——!"

This scream was even more shrill, and the guards guarding outside were startled.

This time, the man used the silver needle inserted into the seam between Zheng Da's nails and failed to lift a small piece of the nail.

"It hurts..." Zheng Da used his breath to free himself.

Seeing that Zheng Dayong was about to fall into coma, another big man in black poured a basin of cold water on his face. With a splash, Zheng Dayong woke up. The pain in his fingers caused bloodshot eyes to appear in his eyes.

"Name." Dugu Ying asked again.

Zheng Dayong pursed his lips and replied: "Zheng Wu."

Duguying chuckled, folded her hands in front of her chest, and gave the execution man a look.
To be continued...