A Faithful Dog's Secret Guard

Ping Zhaohou Mansion, a dark pavilion.

The hall master in charge of the training of the hidden guards is teaching the new batch of dark guards the technique of "crossing the bones and dividing the tendons": "Start from the shoulders, follow the tendons..."

A bloody man was tied to the wooden torture frame. His hair was drooping and his temples were disheveled, as if he had lost his life. The hall master pressed his shoulder, and there was a sound of bones breaking, and then the hand slowly moved down again. Press, the indifferent voice continued to introduce the skills to the hidden guards: "Elbows, forearms, wrists, each joint must be in place at one time..."

Every time he mentioned a part, it was accompanied by a crisp sound of broken joints. After the wrist was also broken, the arm was already distorted in shape and hung down like mud.

The man on the torture rack was so painful that he was sweating coldly, and the blood overflowing from biting his tongue slid down the corner of his mouth, but he didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, but the twitching of his facial muscles meant that he was enduring great pain. The light has faded.

The hidden guards below looked expressionless. They were obviously used to this kind of teaching on living people. Even if a hidden guard made a mistake, he might be punished as a teaching aid and be watched by others, which is similar to being broken. of torture.

What's more, the person on the torture rack is just a prisoner, and falling into the hands of Ping Zhaohou's mansion is basically equivalent to a dead person. He just makes the best use of his things before he dies, and no one will sympathize with a very Someone who is about to die.

Three days ago, Ping Zhaohou Xiaoyin took the dark pavilion to bloodbath the Bai family in Huaizhou, but this battle was not easy. The dark guards of the Bai family were trained by the famous Soul Eater Pavilion in the world, and they also lost some money. After the talent completed the task, the owner of the Soul Devouring Pavilion fled. Most of the hidden guards he trained were captured by them and became teaching aids in the dark pavilion.

Everyone knew in their hearts that splitting bones and tendons is a relatively mild one. Before this person dies, the hall master will demonstrate various punishments for extorting confessions on him, and that would really make life worse than death.

Jiang Yao really felt that he was dying.

Three days ago, he had gone through a hard battle, and his body was already covered with wounds. Knowing that he could not escape, he wanted to simply take the poison given to them by the Soul Eater Pavilion, but at that time, he saw a person walking leisurely outside the gate. Coming in, he glanced indifferently at the bloody Shura Field, with a mocking smile on his lips.

He stared blankly at that person, and then recalled the flamboyant boy eight years ago. When he was in a daze, his last way of life was lost. Several long swords were placed around his neck. He kicked his arms and knelt on the ground, even though he still didn't seem to recover.

The man didn't look at him, just asked his subordinates for a few words and then left. He lowered his eyes in disappointment, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart that he would have no regrets if he could see Xiao Yin again before he died.

And Xiao Yin is alive and well, those pains back then seem to be all right now, it's really great.

Afterwards, he was sealed with golden needles, unable to use any internal force, and then was used as a teaching tool to start endless torture. He already felt that even breathing was a very laborious thing. Some people saw him bit his tongue, probably Fearing that he would commit suicide due to the unbearable pain, he stuffed a bunch of rags into his mouth.

Now he didn't even have a way to transfer the pain. He could only endure the piercing pain in his left arm from the tendons to the bones. The blurred vision became more and more blurred.

Even though he has become accustomed to all kinds of pain, and has suffered many tortures that are more difficult than he is now. Over the years, he has become better at enduring pain, because crying out for pain will only get him a harsher punishment, but he still cannot get used to the pain. , such pain would still make him wish to die immediately.

Feeling his palm being pinched, he guessed that his fingers would be broken one by one. He didn't know how long he could hold on. His mind was in chaos, and he couldn't hear any sound, only the pain Crying everywhere.

When he held his breath and waited for the pain from his fingers to his heart, he vaguely felt that the hall master had let go of his hand. He couldn't hear what was going on, only vaguely heard the word "Master".

A hand pinched his chin suddenly and forced him to raise his face in a state of embarrassment. The temperature on the chin was slightly cold. The man didn't speak for a while, but there was a threat in that silence that made people shiver. After pressing the mask down, a deep voice said playfully, "Are you Jiang Lianzhi?"

Xiao Yin looked at the dying man indifferently, he took off the cloth gag, as if he was very satisfied with this man's appearance like an ant, his eyes were indifferent to almost cruel appreciation.

The blood-stained face in front of me can still see some of its original features, pale complexion, obviously not much younger than him, but still has a bit of immature childishness, long eyelashes drooping quietly, eyebrows and eyes look very obedient , The fragility revealed when enduring pain makes people even more bloodthirsty.

Xiao Yin seemed dissatisfied that he hadn't received an answer for a long time, and his hands exerted force, and his voice became cold: "Speak."

Jiang Yao snorted, feeling as if his jaw was about to be crushed. It wasn't that he didn't want to answer, it was that he couldn't make a sound after trying several times, but he felt that the questioner would soon lose his patience. He took a deep breath and struggled to force a word out of his throat: "Yes..."

When he said this answer, he subconsciously became nervous, closed his eyes and waited quietly for Xiao Yin's verdict, and after a long time, he heard Xiao Yin's inexplicable laugh, and said: "Send him to the medicine hall for treatment first, it will be useful to keep him. "

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately answered "Yes" and stepped forward to untie the restraints on his body.

A heavy tiredness overwhelmed him, and he fell into a coma.

Jiang Yao returned to eight years ago in his dream.

That day, he had just finished his training and rushed to the banquet to be on duty. When he was almost there, he realized that the hidden guard badge was gone. This is a status symbol. It would be bad to accidentally throw it on the road and be picked up by others.

Seeing that the banquet hadn't started yet, he hurriedly found a companion to take the first shift for him, turned back to look for it with light work, but halfway saw a person holding his waist card and looking at it in his hand.

He was in a hurry, and his hand was like lightning. Before the man could react, he restrained his right hand, but the next moment the man looked at him, his right hand managed to break free from his grasp with a clever move.

"Is this yours?" The man was wearing a white robe with exquisite dark patterns and embroidered water waves, but it was not as regular as the usual water ripples, but was surging like the rising tide. It was a smile. Seeing him staring at him, he became even more amused, "How can you even throw away this thing? Jiang Lianzhi has such a bad temper, if he knows it, he will kill you."

This person called the young master's name directly, and he seemed to have an unusual identity, and he should also be a guest at today's banquet, and Jiang Yao also felt that he looked familiar, so he immediately suppressed his hostility, and lowered his eyes and said: "I beg you to return the waist card to me. "

"Give it back to you." The man raised his hand and tossed the badge to him, suddenly looked closely at his face, and suddenly said, "You are Jiang Lianzhi's shadow. But you are better looking than him, so he is rare When you are cute, you are not pleasing to the eye."

Jiang Yao was still a young boy who hadn't grown up at that time, and he was at a loss for no reason when he heard this. He blinked his eyelashes for a while and didn't dare to speak. The person in front of him laughed again. It took him a while to remember to Thank you, stammering: "Many, thank you, sir."

The man left first, he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried back to the banquet.

It was only after I got back that I realized that something had happened in front of me. The young master decided to compete in martial arts with others on a whim. When he hit the roof, one of them lost his footing and almost fell off. The companion who took over for him came out to save the young master, but this also completely shook him. In addition to the crime of not being there when he was supposed to be on duty, the reason for leaving is still not wearing a belt, which is even more sinful.

Seeing the young master's livid face, he knew that he was going to be doomed, so he bravely stepped forward and knelt down: "This subordinate knows his mistake, please punish the young master."

He was kicked to the ground, and without daring to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, he bowed his head and knelt down again, when he heard the young master coldly ask the hidden guard next to him: "How should we deal with it according to the rules?"

The dark guard replied: "Two hundred lashes, amputation of tendons in hands and feet, and exposure to the sun for three days."

"Give him a good time after whipping two hundred times." The young master cast a glance at him, "Your brother will not be implicated."

Jiang Yao's whole body was trembling, knowing that the young master had shown great kindness, and he should kowtow to thank him, but he still couldn't calmly accept the impending death, he moved his lips, and a secret Wei seemed to see what he was going to say, and the palm wind brought his internal force to his face, and he didn't dare to say a word.

If he can die happily, his younger brother will be fine. He feels that he should still be happy. After quieting down for a while, he closed his eyes in despair. Just as he was about to thank him, a person came up behind him and said, "There are so many guests today, why don't you give the Jiang family a visit?" Accumulate some reputation, isn't it just a little thing, why do you need to see blood?"

The dark lines of the surging waves on the hem of the white robe passed before his eyes, the man turned his head to look at him, and said again: "He came back early, but he met me on the road, and I dragged him to ask a few words before he was delayed." , don’t blame him, he’s still so young, it’s pitiful.”

Jiang Yao lowered his head and didn't dare to look around. Because he was nervous, he picked the soil on the ground with his fingers. After a long time, he heard the young master say: "Since the young master is begging for you, let's forget about today's matter."

The one who has friendship with the Jiang family and is also a Marquis, all Jiang Yao can think of is the Xiao family, remembering the people he met from afar, he immediately matched his number and quickly kowtowed twice: "Thank you for your kindness, young master, thank you Xiaohou Please forgive me."

When he looked up, he saw that the young master winked at him secretly, the smile between his brows and eyes was like the robe on his body, it was clean and refreshing, and it was flamboyant.

He and several hidden guards flashed up the tree, through the sunlight among the leaves, his eyes always looked at the bright young man subconsciously, and he put his face on the tree and thought: This man saved his life Well, the kindness of life-saving always has to be repaid, I don’t know if there will be a chance to repay it in the future...

The scene in the dream collapsed in the dark dungeon. The boy in the white robe was chained to his limbs. A sharp knife pierced his wrist and ankle. Blood flowed all over the ground. Screaming, tears streaming down his face in pain.

Jiang Yao seemed to be shouting hysterically at the moment when the dreamland collapsed: "Don't, don't..."

don't hurt him...

The dream dissipated, Jiang Yao opened his eyes suddenly, took a few breaths before recovering, felt that the wound on his body was not so painful, the bones of his left arm were all connected back, and there was a soft bed under his body He suddenly thought of something, and sat up from the bed in an instant, there was a jingle on his hands and feet, and he looked down, his wrists and ankles were clasped with a pair of iron shackles.

The sound of the teacup being placed on the table made him turn his head to look over, and met Xiao Yin's ice-cold eyes.

Jiang Yao's face turned pale, ignoring the stinging pain of the wound when he moved his body, turned over and knelt on the ground, lowered his head and blinked his eyelashes nervously.

Xiao Yin looked over in surprise. The Jiang family was once a prominent family, and the young master Jiang Lianzhi was notoriously domineering. Even if the Jiang family lost power, Jiang Lianzhi was forced to serve as a secret guard in the Bai family these years , but there should always be the arrogance of the past in his bones, and he still faces him, the Xiao family.

Could it be that Soul Devouring Pavilion's methods are really so good, that it softened a nobleman like this?Otherwise, why would you kneel down so naturally in front of him?

He and Jiang Lianzhi hadn't seen each other for eight years. Jiang Lianzhi was only thirteen or fourteen years old at the time. Eight years was enough for a person to grow from an immature boy to a different person. Moreover, since the Bai Family and Soul Devouring Pavilion dared to say that Jiang Lianzhi was in their hands, they should not be able to fake it, otherwise they would be slapping themselves in the face.

So he concealed the strangeness in his heart, looked at the man with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes in front of him, he just threw down a wooden box on the table, and said, "Open it and tell me what it is."

Jiang Yao obediently took two steps forward to pick up the wooden box, saw a piece of paper stacked inside, opened it, looked at it, and obediently put it back, then knelt up straight and presented the wooden box respectfully to Xiao Yin. The voice of the speaker who had spoken was extremely hoarse, and he replied, "It's a bond of slavery."

Eight years ago, Xiao Yin was still in the capital, and Jiang's family was also in the capital. Hundreds of people in Ping Zhaohou's mansion died in a fire, leaving only him who was almost useless. He was allowed to inherit the marquis, but the Xiao family, which once held the military power, disappeared from the court. He left the capital, and these years he had the false title of Marquis Pingzhao and has been entangled among the forces in the world, completely in the state of idle clouds and wild cranes .

After the Xiao family was defeated, it was the Jiang family who replaced the Xiao family. It was a moment in the limelight, but it was a pity that three years later, the Bai family in Huaizhou jointly wrote a letter saying that the Jiang family was raising private soldiers in an attempt to rebel. Soon, the Jiang family He also followed in the footsteps of the Xiao family and quickly declined, killing a group of people, leaving none of them as slaves, and the young son of the Jiang family, Jiang Lianzhi, who survived by luck, was one of them.

Jiang Lianzhi's body deed is in the hands of the Bai family, now that the Bai family is gone, the body deed is naturally in his hands again.

Xiao Yin took the wooden box containing the body deed and put it back on the table, with the toe of the shoe lifting the kneeling man's chin, he said coldly: "Jiang Lianzhi, you are sure to die, but I think we should be a little old. The grievances have not been settled, so I save your life for the time being, and we will slowly settle it."

Jiang Yao was forced to lift his chin, but his eyes were still downcast, and he pinched a corner of the robe with his fingers and clenched it, feeling a little grateful but couldn't help feeling disappointed.

"The Bai family asked you to be a secret guard. I don't have this interest, and I don't lack a secret guard." Xiao Yin moved his foot away, and said calmly, "I lack a servant to serve me, this should be more suitable for you. Jiang What do you think, little boy?"

These words were full of humiliation, but it was a pity that it had no effect on Jiang Yao, he even thought in his heart: Jiang Lianzhi is probably still alive and well, Lord Hou, what you humiliated is just a counterfeit.

But he didn't dare to say it out. Xiao Yinming said that he kept his life because of the old grievances towards Jiang Lianzhi that had not been settled. If he knew that he was not Jiang Lianzhi...

Jiang Yao quickly put an end to this thought, knelt upright, and kowtowed respectfully to Xiao Yin: "Slave greets the master."

The author has something to say:

Mines-clearing reminder again: This article is purely self-cutting, self-entertaining, self-entertaining, self-produced and self-sold, everything satisfies your own xp and makes yourself happy.The taste is old-fashioned dog blood, the master Gong x the dark guard Shou, there is a plot of abusing the body and heart, the status of Gong and Shou is not equal, the early stage is not good, Shou is unconditionally loyal, if you can't stand it, don't watch it!Get out now!It's not long, just a small short article, he, will be together, the story of the humble and loyal dog getting his wish.The story has no logic, only thunder and dog blood!

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