Star Trace Gate

After Ren Ye left the document library, he trotted towards the secret room with the pace of a eunuch.

The bad king was very anxious, he wanted to witness a big show with his own eyes.

Not long after, he arrived near the secret room and saw many Earth Dragon Guards gathered around it, more than three hundred in total.

In addition, a general in charge of the defense of the Bulao Villa and Wu Yuanjun's personal steward were all present.

At the same time, in front of the door of the secret room, the Fat Dragon, the Flower Fairy, and the Poison Wine Pot were all standing there in confusion, talking in low voices.

In the crowd, Guitoudao had been captured. Four guards tied him up with a magical rope and pressed him roughly.

"Why did you arrest me? What law did I break?" Gui Tou Dao shouted angrily and aggrievedly, "Why do you treat me like this?!"

Act, if you act more realistically, I will stab you with 200 million. Ren Ye's eyes were cold, and he muttered inwardly with great relief.

"Snapped!"

A whip stretched out in the air and hit Guitoudao's head hard, causing his skin to be torn and blood to flow on the spot.

Not far away, the general was holding a horse whip, looking at Guitoudao with cold eyes and cursing: "If you shout again, I will cut off your tongue."

"I want to see the witch master, I want to see the witch master!" Gui Toudao roared stubbornly.

"Take him away." The general gave a gentle order, then turned and said to the butler, "Please help report to the witch master that Guitoudao has been successfully captured. I will now conduct the interrogation."

"Okay, thank you General Feng. I will go back and report to the witch master." The butler nodded slightly.

"The guards should perform their duties, and the rest of you can disperse." General Feng shouted and then led his troops away.

……

In front of the secret room door.

"Why was Guitoudao captured?" Baihuaxian's pretty face was filled with confusion: "Look at the attitudes of those guards... He seems to have caused a big mess."

The fat dragon whispered, "Who knows what he did. Wine pot, what do you think?"

"Oh, if he is executed, there will be one less competitor." Poison Wine Pot sneered nonchalantly, "Shouldn't you guys be happy?"

"Hey, we are all brothers, why do you speak so cruelly?" Fat Dragon stood on the moral high ground and criticized him.

"I think you are about to laugh out loud." Poison Wine Pot replied with a curled lip.

While the three little dirty guys were talking, Ren also came over and asked softly, "Oh my God, what happened? Why was that ghost-headed knife taken away?"

Bai Huaxian looked at him deeply. Although she didn't know what happened, her intuition told her that this might be related to the evil king. After all, he was the only one not present just now, and this person has never been a good person.

Women's intuition is sometimes very accurate.

Poison Wine Pot also looked at Ren Ye with a complicated expression and explained softly, "Ghost Head Knife just said that he was going to the kitchen to eat, but when he came back, several teams of Earth Dragon Guards suddenly came and broke into the house without saying a word and took him away. We don't know why."

"Why did the witch leader suddenly order people to arrest him? This Brother Gui Tou Dao is clearly the first hero in capturing Niu Xi." Ren also showed a puzzled expression, and said urgently: "We are all brothers. Now that Gui Tou Dao is in danger, we should try to rescue him."

The fat dragon put his hands behind his back and said, "How to rescue him? Should we go to jailbreak now?"

"Brother Fat Dragon, don't joke around." Ren Ye waved his hand and said, "I just think that everyone should do their best to help Gui Tou Dao. After all, we are all brothers...!"

"Oh, in this secret realm, you can do whatever you want, but don't be brothers, because you will die too quickly." The poison wine pot said truthfully, "I am not the one the witch master trusts the most. I have no choice but to leave first."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the house.

Ren Ye looked anxious and righteous: "Then I will go meet the witch master and ask him the reason. If possible, I will do my best to protect the ghost-head knife."

"Oh."

The Flower Fairy looked at his extremely hypocritical expression, made a faint "oh" sound, and turned away.

The fat dragon bulged out his big belly and squinted at Ren Ye: "Brother, your way of acting in front of others is really unique. Have you ever considered pursuing a career in government? The treacherous officials in the court of the Lich Kingdom are on par with you...!"

"I have been so dedicated to interacting with you, why do you have to imagine me as a villain who does all kinds of evil?" Ren also shook his head and sighed, "The water in this world is too turbid. It is difficult to clear one's mind when you mistake a good person for a thief. It is difficult to clear one's mind."

"Oh."

The fat dragon also said "oh" and turned away.

Ren ignored them and quickly walked back towards the prison.

Soon, he caught up with the general and asked politely, "General, I would like to ask you a question. What law did Gui Tou Dao break? Why did you arrest him?"

The general glanced at Ren Ye and said a few more words, "Master Fo is a man trusted by the witch master, and I will not hide it from you. This ghost-headed knife just sneaked into the family compound and tried to do something illegal. He beat Master Jing'er so hard that his head was covered with red packets and even took off his pants... Therefore, the witch master and his wife were furious and sent us here to arrest him."

Ren Ye paused for a moment and asked, "How was the ghost-head knife discovered?"

"Master Jing'er saw that the thief's hair looked like a patch of baldness. Looking at the entire Bulao Villa, only Guitoudao fits this description." General Feng replied, "Moreover, when we arrested him, Guitoudao had just returned to the secret room, and his body shape and figure also matched. There should be no one else except him."

"Your Excellency, it is a bit arbitrary to say that. Brother Gui Tou Dao should be the one who made the greatest contribution in capturing Niu Xi, and he has always been loyal to our master. How could he do such a rebellious thing?!" Ren also frowned and replied.

Hearing this, General Feng slowly stopped and looked at Ren Ye sharply, saying coldly, "Master Fo, do you mean that my lord is confused and incompetent, so he wrongly accuses a good person? Or do you have a close relationship with Gui Tou Dao and want to protect him?"

"No, General Feng, what I mean is that this matter involves a lot of things, and it concerns Brother Gui Tou Dao's innocence and reputation." Ren Ye clasped his fists and said loudly: "So, I suggest that we use torture to interrogate him directly, so that the truth can be revealed as soon as possible, and Brother Gui Tou Dao can get justice, or a coffin."

"...!"

General Feng was speechless, but his eyes lit up: "It's just what I thought."

……

The beginning of the Wei hour.

In the dungeon courtyard, inside a torture room.

Guitoudao was tied up to a wooden pillar, and three sealing nails were driven into his spine, making him completely unable to resist.

His back was bleeding, his clothes were disheveled, and he looked as miserable as could be.

In front of him, a sturdy soldier from the torture chamber pulled out a tiger whip from the cold water; next to him, a skinny man picked up a branding iron; followed by a gloomy old man who picked up several sharpened bamboo sticks...

This tough job has obviously been prepared.

Behind the soldiers in the torture chamber, there is a huge screen, which is specially used to block the prisoners' view.

Behind the screen sat General Feng, and next to him stood the lackey Master Fo.

"You sit down too and have some tea." General Feng called out.

"Haha, in this courtyard, there is a seat for you, but there is no seat for me." Ren Ye acted like a good eunuch, and replied sweetly, "I'll stand with you."

"Haha, we are all working for the Witch Master, so don't be polite, young master." General Feng was very satisfied with Ren Ye's performance. Because this is a feudal society, the classes are clearly divided, and the military has a strict hierarchy. Soldiers are soldiers and generals are generals. So if you really think that you can be on an equal footing with the other party, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction.

In history, aren't there many stories about great scholars with aloof personalities, who would fire at others regardless of the occasion and refuse to drink with their servants?

Although Ren Ye had gained the trust of the witch master, he was, after all, just a spy who was not worthy of being in the public eye. He was still a long way from being a genuine general.

Sitting on the chair, General Feng picked up the teacup, took a sip and said, "Let's execute him."

Behind the screen, the gloomy-looking old man shouted at Guitoudao, "Tell me, who commissioned you to sneak into the family compound? What exactly did you intend to do by beating up Master Jing'er?"

"I did not sneak into the family compound. Someone framed me."

"Frame you?! There are more than 10,000 soldiers and horses in this Bu Lao Mountain Villa. Why would the thieves want to frame you?" The gloomy old man replied in a very classic way: "I think you won't cry until you see the coffin! Come on, start the torture."

"Listen to my explanation!"

"Explain? I see you are a silver-tongued person, but you are trying to quibble." The gloomy old man showed an expression like Madam Rong. He grabbed the right finger of the ghost-head knife and inserted the bamboo stick directly into the gap between the nails.

"what!!!"

Screams rang out.

"Snapped!"

The tiger tendon whip was dipped in cold water, and one whip would tear the skin and flesh apart.

"Zi la la!"

The red-hot iron appeared and stabbed directly into Guitoudao's chest. The flesh and skin emitted smoke and were burned into a bloody mess.

After a series of punches, Gui Tou Dao lost control of his bowels and urinated on the spot, and shouted in a daze: "Why do you insist that I am a thief? Why?! It's unfair!"

"Are you still arguing? Young Master Jing'er has already recognized your hairstyle and insisted that you were the one who beat him up. My young master was only seven or eight years old, how had he ever offended you? You beat him until his head was bleeding and even his pants were stripped off..." The old man from the White Python clan became more and more angry and stabbed him with two bamboo sticks.

Guitoudao was tied to a wooden pillar, shaking his head with despair in his eyes.

He is now like a mute eating bitter herbs, unable to express his pain.

There were clearly two people at the scene, and he only entered the house and did nothing. But now he has to take the blame for the young master being beaten.

He can't say, I saw another person at the scene, and it was him who beat him, not me.

Saying this is equivalent to confirming that you are a thief.

Damn it, being caught stealing was still tolerable, but being framed and taking the blame for others made Gui Tou Dao feel extremely humiliated.

He looked up at the ceiling, cursing inwardly in frustration and frustration: "Jing'er bit me to death?! Damn it, I never thought that I would be stabbed by myself. Why was I so stupid and childish when I was young!"

That’s right, he is Guanfeng, he is the grown-up Jing’er.

The reason for going to the family compound today was to steal the Thousand Poisons Book. The reason was simple, and it was not difficult for him to guess that King Huai must be in this secret realm, and must be looking for the Thousand Poisons Book to solve the plague.

……

Behind the screen, Ren also heard Gui Tou Dao's screams, frowned and reminded General Feng: "General, my brother Gui Tou Dao is a spy himself, and he knows everything about torture. I'm afraid that conventional methods will not be able to find out the truth."

General Feng turned his head and looked at him: "That makes sense. So, sir, do you have any good ideas?"

"I suggest increasing our efforts and using all kinds of magical methods." Ren Ye clasped his fists and replied, thinking to himself, "It would be best to kill him on the spot and carry him away directly."

……

Inside the main hall of the villa.

Wu Yuanjun stroked his son's head which was covered with lumps, frowned and asked, "Did the ghost knife confess?"

"not yet."

"Ask the elders of the clan to come over and interrogate him with spiritual power." Wu Yuanjun slowly stood up and said, "I will also go over to observe the trial."