Zhao Tuo and his group had arrived in Chu.

Although Chu has many waters and mountains, it has finally been developed and has a large road, which is much easier to walk than Nanyue.

But Zhao Tuo deliberately slowed down, and he was waiting for the informant to come back.

These days, the feces and messengers have not suffered much. They should eat and drink every day, but they are just not free to move.

Du Jinxin was relatively broad. Seeing that Zhao Tuo did not torture him, he gradually felt relieved.

He felt that this was a misunderstanding, and the misunderstanding could be resolved soon.

But the messenger was worried all day long, looking around from time to time to see if there was any chance to escape.

The messenger is a craftsman in Shangjun Villa, and Shangjun Villa is in the city of Xianyang and has always been at the forefront.

How many intrigues have experienced and how many messengers have seen in Xianyang City? I have been very alert for a long time.

He had a feeling that the calmness now was just an illusion. It was like in the afternoon of summer, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was no breeze underground, which was sultry and hot.

But after another three moments, there will be a thunderbolt, lightning and thunder, and a strong wind and heavy rain will come.

While the messenger was sighing, Du Jin smiled at him: "You have come to see me thousands of miles away, but I don't know your name yet."

The messenger said helplessly: "Can you survive or not? What's the use of knowing the name?"

Du Jin said, "You are the person around the exiled immortal, how could you die?"

The messenger smiled bitterly.

If he was in Xianyang City, he would have such confidence. But now the sky is high and the emperor is far away. If Zhao Tuo has some evil intentions one day, he would have no way out.

At this time, Du Jin said again: "My name is Du Jin, what are your name?"

The messenger said helplessly: "My name is Niujiao."

Du Jin said oh, and then he said, "I heard that there is a very famous person in Shangjun Villa, named Niudu. He is a specialist in helping the exiled immortals guard the door."

Niujiao was a little proud: "That's my cousin."

Du Jin looked admiring.

Since we have already talked about this, Niujiao couldn't help but talk about some of the deeds in Shangjun's villa.

Du Jin was envious of him.

Niujiao said to Hoe Jin: "Now your father has arrived at Shangjun Villa. I am leaving in a hurry. I don't know if the exiled immortal asked him to be a craftsman."

"But Ji Nu is a very good person. Your father traveled all the way to him, and he would never ignore him. It would be absolutely fine to let you have enough food and clothing. This time you and I return to Xianyang City, you won't have to live such a hard life again."

Du Jin said with a smile: "A few days ago, I was suffering in Nanyue, and I don't know when I lost my life. Unexpectedly, I was going to Xianyang City to enjoy my happiness in the blink of an eye. Oh my, it's like a dream."

"Brother Niu, do I really have such a blessing? Could there be no accident in the middle, right?"

Niujiao was just in a good mood. After hearing this, he immediately grinned: Why does this guy sound so unlucky?

Changes... but don't make any changes.

At this time, a sudden sound of horse hooves came from the front.

Niujiao's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously felt that the sound of the horse's hooves seemed to be related to him. The sound of the horse's hooves seemed to have brought about some unfortunate incident.

He pricked his ears and listened carefully to the sound of hooves in front of him.

Suddenly, the sound of hooves stopped and stopped in front of the army.

Niujiao sighed and closed his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, there was a heavy stomp sound. The knight immediately jumped down.

Then came a man's voice: "General, there is news in Xianyang City."

The heart of the bull horn was thumping, and he pricked up his ears and tried hard to listen to the sound in front of him.

I heard Zhao Tuo ask, "What do you say?"

The man said, "Mr. Tingwei said, to interrogate Mo Jin and the rebel in detail, be sure to find out what they had planned."

Then Zhao Tuo's voice: "Okay, I know."

Niujiao opened his eyes helplessly and looked at the Du Jin beside him: "Have you ever been beaten?"

Du Jin said, "Of course I've been.'

Niujiao said again: "Have you been beaten a lot?"

Du Jin said, "This is not much."

Niujiao sighed: "Prepare, we are going to be tortured."

Du Jin smiled: "I heard what happened just now. The reporter said that the detailed interrogation was not torture."

Niujiao laughed: "You don't understand. This detailed interrogation is actually torture."

Du Jin suddenly felt nervous.

The torture came very quickly, and it was obvious that Zhao Tuo had been waiting for this day for a long time.

The dung gold and the ox horn were pressed to the ground, and then two Qin soldiers whipped them respectively.

The cow horns gritted their teeth.

When he was in Shangjun Villa, he participated in the selection of guards. Although he was not selected, he was much better than ordinary people in terms of courage and perseverance.

Therefore, Niujiao felt that he could survive several rounds of torture.

What he was really worried about was that the feces gold said something that was not good for the exiled immortal.

This guy named Du Jin is just an ordinary servant. He has never seen the world or been severely tortured. Such a person is easy to confess.

After the torture ended, the ox horn survived and was tied to a tree.

He took a deep breath, endured the severe pain all over his body, turned his head and looked at the feces not far away, and found feces as normal as he looked nothing.

Niujiao was surprised and asked secretly: "Are you okay?"

Du Jin was also tied to a tree, and he looked at the ox horn in surprise: "You have something to do?"

Niujiao admired it very much: "Is this what the banished immortal often said, what... a master is among the people? I didn't expect that this feces gold looks ordinary, but it is so resistant to beating."

"I've been beaten to death and fainted several times. He didn't have any trouble at all. I'm afraid that only Ji Ming in the palace can match this skill, right?"

That night, the mox and ox horns did not get supper. They were tied up in the tree all night.

After dinner the next day, another round of torture was torture.

There were several times when the ox horn almost confessed.

These punishments are specifically for prisoners, and the willpower of ordinary people cannot withstand it. Even trained people like Niujiao have already broken through their limits.

But the feces next to him never said that Niujiao didn't want to embarrass him, so he tried his best to hold it back.

After the torture, the two of them were released, tied their hands, and dragged behind the horse.

The others were riding horses, while the two of them followed behind.

The horns of the cow were already beaten to the point of blood from the back to the thighs. Every time he took, he staggered, grinning in pain. The feces beside him looked as usual, as if he didn't take them seriously.

Niujiao admired her so much that she couldn't help but say, "I'm going to tell you, when I first saw you, I was a little contemptuous. I think you are just an ordinary poor person, so what can you do?"

"But now I am really convinced. With your strong will, you are considered a man, and it is worth my journey to find you thousands of miles away."

Du Jin looked at Niujiao with a puzzled look and whispered: "This... Brother Niu is too good? This little punishment is nothing."

Niu Kettle: "…"

Alas, this guy is good at everything, he is just pretending. Is this a little punishment? Is it almost dead?

That night, after setting up camp, they began to be tortured again.

Zhao Tuo's purpose was not to ask them to confess. He was not interested in those fake confessions.

He just wanted to beat up Dust Jin and Niujiao and add the humiliation that Li Shui gave him to him on the two of them. By the way, let Li Si know that he also helped him vent his anger.

After dinner, Zhao Tuo walked slowly to the feces and cow horns, appreciating their suffering.

But after looking at it, Zhao Tuo felt a little strange. Why did this cow horn cry and cry for her parents? This feces are always dull?

Zhao Tuo waved his hand and shouted, "Slow down."

The two Qin soldiers responsible for the execution stopped panting.

Zhao Tuo bent down, touched Du Jin's body, and then took out two pieces of cowhide from under his clothes.

The cowhide is very thick, one in front and back. No wonder he doesn't cry out for pain.

Qin Bing, who beat the feces hard, turned green: I was so tired that my back hurts so hard every day, and I was actually hitting cowhides?

Niujiao also looked at Du Jin in amazement: "Do you have this?"

Du Jin also looked at Niujiao strangely: "You don't?"

Zhao Tuo threw the cowhide to the ground, stepped on the back of the feces and gold, and asked sternly: "Who gave it to you."

Du Jin said with a bitter face: "I don't know. One day I was tied up tightly, and someone covered my eyes and stuffed them in. I didn't see that person's face."
To be continued...