Can a general do whatever he wants?

Huang Tie's physical condition is obviously not suitable to continue to explore, and being with Zhao Ling and the others will only drag them down.Taking the overall situation into consideration, Huang Tie also chose to leave on his own and go back to the Yan family compound first.

Zhao Ling jumped into the plywood, and the other two followed him to the lower level of the empty courtyard, the blood and stench from the tip of their noses became more and more intense.

What they just jumped into was a dilapidated entrance to the underground secret room. There was a downward stone staircase in front of them. They walked carefully along the road.In just a few steps, they reached the bottom of the dungeon, and the stone steps disappeared from their eyes. Instead, they saw several cages surrounded by iron bars, and most of the cages contained no prisoners.

It's just bloodstains, old and new bloodstains of different colors are all over every cell.If this is not a prison cell, most people would think that the wall decoration in front of them is just an embellishment of red paint.

The cell was gloomy and cold, and this weird and terrifying feeling was stronger than Zhao Ling's sense of powerlessness when he first stepped into the empty courtyard.

Walking a few steps forward, something seemed to be moving in a lump of red straw in the iron cage on the side, and the keen Zhou Junye stopped and looked curiously at the moving place for a while.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but if you look at it, it scares him halfway.

What moved in the grass was actually a man whose lips were sewn tightly with black thread, and who had no legs or feet!

"ah!"

Zhou Junye yelled untimely, his scream frightened Zhao Ling and Hua Si who were walking ahead at the same time.

Zhao Ling turned his head back, his face tensed, and he blamed Zhou Junye with his eyes.

"Why are you yelling! Don't tell me it's scary, don't you know it will attract people! Do you want to kill us?"

Zhou Junye hurriedly covered his mouth, and he rolled his eyes to look around. His big eyes rolled around, showing an innocent and pitiful expression.

"Okay. What are you pretending to be, a big man? What were you yelling just now?!"

Zhou Junye pouted and carefully pointed to the haystack in the dungeon beside him.

At this time, Zhao Ling and Hua Si also saw the scene that Zhou Junye saw - a man without arms (it seems to be a man) was moving his body and crawling towards them, his mouth and eyes were blackened. The seams are tightly sewn, and only his pair of downwind ears can be seen shaking slightly in the air.

Such a prisoner with his hands amputated and without eyes and mouth made Zhao Ling realize that this is a private prison unique to senior soldiers in the legend.

Master Yue is in danger!

Realizing this, Zhao Ling couldn't take his time anymore, he hurriedly ordered Hua Si and Zhou Junye to go to various cells to look for traces of Yue Ye.

And he went forward to the deepest, most terrifying interrogation room to explore.

The worst thing is to see Yue Ye being tortured, and the best thing is that Yue Ye still has the strength to be tortured.

The torturer was drinking wine and suddenly heard a loud noise. He would sew up the mouths of the prisoners who came here beforehand, and those who could come to patrol the prison and make noise were also sent by the master to serve as guards for the banquet.

Who else will be here at this time?

The torturer picked up the spiked mace on the side, and moved out with half a jug of wine in two steps.

It was no coincidence that he had just stepped out of the torture room when he ran into a man he had never seen before.

Zhao Ling didn't expect that he was so lucky that he saw a big living person as soon as he ran to the innermost cell, and from the style of clothes on the opposite side and the mace in his hand, he could tell that the person in front of him was a staff member of the dungeon.

Zhao Ling glanced at the mace in his hand, out of physical fear, he took half a step back.

The torturer raised his eyebrows, stared suspiciously at Zhao Ling's legs that suddenly took half a step back and asked Sheng: "Sent from above?"

"Forehead."

Zhao Ling didn't rush to answer, he tactfully asked the torturer, "Why are you here?"

"I'm not here, where am I going?"

Zhao Ling suddenly remembered that Hua Si said that Han Xi would welcome the big guests from Shanghai and evacuate everyone in the banquet building these days, so he relaxed and smiled at the man in front of him: "The general asked me to see Look at Yan Yue's situation and see if you treat him well."

"Oh?"

The torturer was not a fool, he threw the wine in his hand into Zhao Ling's arms, and said to him: "You are the first one who is not afraid of me when you see me. If you are so courageous, why don't you come and sit inside, and I will get to know you better."

Zhao Ling didn't want to get to know the man in front of him in depth. The man's face was weakened, and he looked like he was going to die at any time due to malnutrition.But his limbs are unusually developed, and the muscles seem to be alive, floating up and down in the exposure.

This person's head and body are not at the same level.

The torturer had already entered the interrogation room ahead of time, he straddled his chair and called Zhao Ling at the door to come in.

In desperation, Zhao Ling could only bite the bullet and enter the room.

"sit."

The torturer kicked a chair over for Zhao Ling to sit down. Zhao Ling nodded to him and accepted his kindness shyly.

"What's your name!"

The torturer raised a large bottle of wine from the corner of the table, and he put his elbows on the wine and asked Zhao Ling in a tone like he was torturing a prisoner.

Zhao Ling didn't hide anything, he said kindly: "My name is Zhao Ling, and I have worked under General Han for three years."

"Three years?" The torturer smacked his lips and tried to recall the name "Zhao Ling" in his mind. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a reason, "I don't seem to remember that there is someone named Zhao Ling next to the master. You won't lie. me."

Zhao Ling knew very well that the more dangerous the moment is, the more important it is to remain calm, so he continued to explain to the torturers without changing his face.

"General Han's troops are not only distributed around him. It's normal if you don't know. As for me, I was just sent to Jiangnan from the area below to help General Han deal with matters."

"Below, where is it?"

"It's an unknown mountain village in Lishui. I believe you must have heard of that remote place. After all, he is notoriously poor."

The torturer was obviously surprised to hear the name of Lishui, because he happened to be from there, but he came to Han Xi's place to work for him five or six years ago.

"You know, that's where I came from."

The torturer answered quickly, but Zhao Ling felt that he hit the window, and a few drops of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.Fortunately, the torturer added the next sentence in time, causing the heart in his throat to immediately fall to its original position.

"I came to help six years ago, and I don't know the exact time. Since you are from there, how were the people in Lishui doing when you left?"

Zhao Ling breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"It's very good. Although the people there are poor, they are very light-hearted. They are happy to work and everyone is full."

"Oh, that's fine. I haven't been there for a long time. It turns out that people's lives are already so good."

Then the torturer took a sip of his drink and continued to ask, "You said that the master asked you to come and see Yan Yue, do you have any letter of notification?"

……

After all, paper cannot keep fire.

After passing through the newspaper, Zhao Ling really didn't have it, and Zhao Ling's heart that had just dropped rose to his throat again.