The system takes the poor cub to find his father

In the dark and damp cell, the air was filled with the stench of decay, the walls were covered with moss, and occasionally a few rats ran across the corner, making rustling sounds.

In the corner of the cell, a small, dishevelled person huddled on a pile of grass, his hands tightly hugging his knees, looking at the smiling person in the cell opposite with horror, and letting out a shrill cry:

"Get out of here! Get out of here! Whatever dares to touch me, get out of here!"

The shout was particularly harsh in the silent cell, but the jailer standing outside the cell was no longer surprised by it. He lazily used his little finger to pick at his ears.

He picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip of wine, and picked up a freshly cooked peanut, chewing it with relish. The aroma of wine and peanuts filled the cell, and the jailer showed a satisfied smile on his face.

However, things were not peaceful on the other side of the cell.

"Ha! What do you mean? You actually want me to use myself to exchange for that idiot and let him live?" A sneer came from another cell in the Ministry of Justice. This cell was completely different from the surrounding cells. Although it was still a cell, the environment was much better. There was no moss on the wall, the floor was covered with clean straw, and there was even a simple wooden table and a chair. There was only one person in the cell - Mingxu.

Mingxu stood in the middle of the cell, looking at the people opposite him with a face full of anger. His eyes were full of ridicule and disdain, as if these people in front of him were not worth even a second glance.

"Is that what I taught you? How dare you disobey your elders? Apologize to your grandfather now!" A middle-aged man's eyes were wide open with anger, his voice filled with unquestionable majesty.

He is Mingxu's father, and the other two in the cell are his mother and his grandfather. At this moment, his father's face is full of anger and disappointment, as if Mingxu is such an ignorant child.

The beautiful woman next to him also looked at Mingxu with disapproval, with a reproachful tone in her voice:

"What's wrong with you, kid? Aren't you usually very sensible? Didn't your grandfather ask you to ask your uncle for mercy this time, or let those who saved you take another risk and rescue your brother? How can you be so cruel? He is your own brother!"

Mingxu sneered, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes:

"Plead for mercy? How do I plead for mercy? The Emperor's uncle said that he could show leniency to the Ming family and leave a descendant for the Ming family to continue the family line. Now you want me to save him, what? Want me to die with you and let him live?"

His voice was cold and sharp, piercing the hearts of the people on the opposite side. Ming Youzong and the beautiful woman turned pale in an instant, and a trace of panic flashed in their eyes. They thought so in their hearts, but when Mingxu said it out loud, they still felt embarrassed.

They didn't expect that Mingxu would reject their request so directly, and even ruthlessly expose their selfishness and shamelessness.

Mingxu had long known what kind of people this family was like, but when he saw them again, he was still disgusted by their selfishness and shamelessness. They kept saying that they were doing it for the family and to continue the incense, but in fact, they were just trying to protect the future of their beloved Ming family - Mingyao. They would rather sacrifice him than let Mingyao live.

"I'm telling you, don't even think about asking me to die for your precious son or grandson. It was Mingyao who caused the disaster, why should I pay the price?" Mingxu's voice was filled with sarcasm, "Why do you think the emperor's uncle sent me in? It was my own request. I just want to watch you die one by one in front of my eyes."

"You lunatic!" Ming Youzong looked at the perverse grandson in front of him, and a chill rose in his heart. There was a tremor in his voice, as if Mingxu in front of him was no longer his grandson, but a strange evil ghost.

"You are not my grandson Mingxu. How could this evil ghost occupy my grandson's body!" he shouted fiercely with a timid look on his face.

At the same time, Mingxu discovered that the couple who had been so confident in his attitude towards him, his biological parents, actually looked at him with fear. When his eyes swept over them, they unexpectedly took two steps back and avoided his gaze.

Their eyes were filled with fear, as if Mingxu was really possessed by some evil spirit.

They had heard that the Wu Clan had a secret technique that could allow a person to return to life through a corpse. Could it be that their cowardly second son was really abducted by the Wu Clan and his soul was replaced?

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. No one knew whether the witch clan's abilities would be transmitted to them. They didn't want to be haunted by any evil spirits.

Seeing his parents avoiding him like the plague, Mingxu's mouth curled up into a sarcastic smile. His eyes were full of sarcasm and disdain, as if these people in front of him were not worth even a second glance.

"Don't worry, father and mother. Even if you give your tattered bodies away, no evil spirits would be interested in them." Mingxu's voice was filled with a hint of sarcasm. "But my smart brother's skin should be liked by many evil spirits."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Mingyao who was shivering beside him, with a meaningful smile in his eyes.

Mingyao was frightened by Mingxu's gaze and trembled all over. He quickly hid behind his parents, crying: "Why are you looking at me? Father... Mother, save me! I don't want the evil spirit to take over my body! Wuuwu... Get him out, get him out now!"

His voice echoed in the cell, sounding particularly harsh. However, his cries did not arouse anyone's sympathy, but instead made the atmosphere in the cell even more tense.

"What are you making so much noise for! Why are you shouting? If you shout again I'll send you to the torture chamber to sober up." A jailer with red cheeks from drinking narrowed his eyes, pulled out a whip and hit the cell door of Ming Youzong and his men hard, making a "bang bang" sound.

The sound of the whip echoed in the cell, frightening Ming Youzong and others so much that they curled up in a ball and dared not move. They were afraid that the whip would fall on them. They didn't know what material the whip was made of. Although there was no visible wound when it hit the body, the pain inside was a hundred times that of the external injury. They had suffered losses before and knew how powerful the whip was.

Ming Youzong quickly covered Mingyao's mouth to prevent him from making any more sounds. His face was full of flattering smiles, and his voice was filled with pleading: "Sir, I'm sorry, we didn't mean it. The child is ignorant, we will teach him a lesson. Please forgive me and let him go this time."

The jailer glanced at them, and a sneer appeared on his lips. How could he not know what had just happened? This family is so confused that no one can get out of here in this lifetime. If you want to get out, it means it's time to say goodbye to this world.

Now they can still stay safely in prison, so they should be happy. Your Majesty has not remembered them yet. If they do something again to remind Your Majesty of these disgusting flies, they will be courting death.

The jailer turned his head and looked at the luxurious cell opposite them, hiding the sarcasm in his eyes. He bowed his head and saluted Mingxu, with a hint of respect in his tone:

"Young Master Ming, Eunuch An said that if you need anything, just tell me. I will do my best to meet your needs, so don't worry."

After saying this, he calmly looked at the hatred in the eyes of the four men in the cell opposite and laughed secretly in his heart.

Bite, bite as much as you want, dog bites dog. The harder they bite, the more reward he gets.