Young man, rich and easy to talk

The Evil Spirit Valley is located in the shade of the main peak of Huhang Mountain, and the entrance is hidden in the gap between the two side peaks. Because many martial arts masters or traitors have been locked in the valley all the year round, taking advantage of the valley's surrounding mountains, the entire Evil Spirit Valley The valley was built into a funnel shape.

There are hidden traps in the long and narrow passage, and if it is not guided by the people in the valley, even the owner of Qianmanmen cannot guarantee that he can enter the valley safely.

It can be said that the real one man guards the gate, and ten thousand men are not allowed to open it.

In front of the dense forest not far ahead, a huge stone block stands impressively. The word "evil" is written in bright red on the relatively flat stone surface. Under the stone stands a black-clothed disciple guarding the valley. After the person figured out the reason, he kicked some mechanism under his feet, and the stone suddenly split into two, opening up a narrow path leading to the valley.

"We will definitely do what Master You Envoy ordered!" The Gu Shou respectfully said, "We will give Lord You Envoy a satisfactory answer in three days."

Wuming stepped on Qin Xichao's shadow's tail, and followed the dim shadow to see his ankle.Wuming frowned, shook his head and said, "I want to see it with my own eyes."

The Gu Shouren thought for a moment, then turned sideways to make way for him.

After entering the valley, disciples outside the valley could no longer follow in. Qin Xichao was handed over to the fierce-looking guards of Evil Spirit Valley, and was still pushed and thrown into the prison in the valley.

This is also Wuming's first time entering the Valley of Evil Spirits. He looked up and looked around at the surrounding environment. Darkness and dampness are common problems of all prisons under the sun, but the valley is full of depressions.The cell was built in the lowest area of ​​the center, the ventilation was pretty good, and the smell was not very strong.There are innumerable instruments of torture hanging on the mottled stone walls with no original color. The sticks, whips and forks are still familiar, and there are some things that cannot be named or shaped, and they have no names and do not know what they are used for.It really has everything that one expects to find, and there are a lot of tricks.In the corner of the wall, several large open fire charcoal stoves were burning, and a soldering iron was roasting in the fire, which could be used for both heating and torture.

Wuming glanced around, and when he turned his head again, someone had locked Qin Xichao on the torture rack, and a strong black pawn who was ready to go was waving a gob in his hand and shouting loudly.

On the other hand, the people on the rack did not resist. He believed in his heart that Tang Wuming would not treat him cruelly. He cooperated with the trick of "Master You Envoy" and just stared at Wuming who was a few steps away.

Wuming met his eyes and saw that his chest was opened due to the push and shove during the escort, so he walked over slowly, and adjusted his lapel very intimately, and turned up the collar to cover his chest because of the cold. And a layer of goosebumps on the neck.

Qin Xichao suffered in silence, speaking in a low voice that only Wuming could hear: "What is your plan?"

Wuming's men stopped, and looked at him with floating eyes, "What plan?"

"Stop pretending to be a fool with me, Tang Wuming!" Qin Xichao suppressed his breath, "What are you going to do? I won't believe that you locked me in here because I lied to you!"

Wuming blinked his red and swollen eyes, "Isn't that enough? Who do you think I am," he waved his arms, "I'm the supreme envoy of Qianmanmen."

Qin Xichao directly ignored his provocation, and the iron chain snapped, "Tell me, I'll help you."

"Ha!" Wuming smiled comfortably, "What can you help me, you liar." After speaking, he took a few steps back, making room to watch the prisoner tie up his feet that were still able to bend and stretch.Wuming took the torture tool from Hei Zhuang's hand just now, carefully weighed it in his hand, and heard a cold voice from the torture rack: "You too."

Wuming was stunned when he posted it, and then he understood the last sentence.

But so what, Wuming threw the prod in his hand into the corner of the wall behind him, patted the dust on his hands, and continued, "You guys have an interrogation, I'll go out to get some fresh air." No longer looking at how anxious Qin Xichao was With an expression on his face, he strode towards the outside of the cell, and after walking a few steps, he remembered again, "I want him to live, and no torture is allowed. When I come back, if there is a scar on his body..." He turned his head and swept across The pawn who was selecting the instruments of torture said, "I will give you back ten times the reward."

The pawn froze in a vicious fright, and the hideous instrument of torture he had chosen dropped out of his hand.

"Wu Ming!" Qin Xichao shouted from behind, only recalled Wu Ming and said "good trial" before walking away, leaving only the annoyed person on the shelf and the prisoners who looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

After the envoy left, the remaining guards looked at me and you, left and right to choose the instruments of torture that they planned to use next, but found that no matter which one it was, it would definitely be on the human body. There were quite a few scars left, but since it was sent to the Valley of the Evil Spirits for interrogation, the methods were naturally recognized as vicious and vicious, so how could it be possible to find gentle instruments of torture here!

Several people in black sized up the new prisoner who had been silent all this time. After a long while, someone finally suggested, "How about using that one?"

The other person hesitated and said, "This...is it a little dangerous? If you accidentally use the wrong dose, you will never be able to ask again...Do you understand this dose?"

"I know shit!" The man spat just now, "Except for the person who made it, who knows about that ghost thing? Didn't you just try to do it?"

"..."

Qin Xichao listened to them whispering and discussing what kind of torture they would try on him, couldn't he be amused, laughed at these funny jailers, and also laughed at Tang Wuming for carrying everything on his shoulders and refusing to disclose it, even more so. Laugh at your current nondescript situation.

"What are you laughing at?" Seeing that the new prisoner still dared to laugh, one of the guards raised his leg and kicked him, then looked carefully at Qin Xichao's face as if he had discovered something, and suddenly smiled wretchedly and waved Calling his companion, he stroked his chin and said, "I heard that this man is the right envoy's male favorite."

"What's wrong with the male favorite, no matter who's male favorite, it's not your turn to play."

"Hey, that's not what I said," the man said, "The right envoy only said that no scars should be left. You say, this is just to keep his body!"

"Huh?" The others didn't understand.

"Oh, that is to say, what's the use of brains for a male favorite?" The man explained, "Isn't it enough to have a body?"

"...Oh! Yes, it seems to make sense." Several other people suddenly realized and echoed.

Several people looked at each other, looked at Qin Xichao thoughtfully, then someone quickly went to the storage room at the back of the cell, retrieved a few things within a moment, and put them heavily on the table.

Qin Xichao opened his eyes and looked, and saw that it was a container the size of an ordinary vase, and he didn't know what it contained, but it seemed to be a liquid, and there was a palm-sized porcelain bowl next to the bottle.Because of the nameless order, he wasn't worried about some deadly poison, but something to torture people.