Long Aotian knelt down to me [Quick Transmigration]

The place of torture is naturally not very clean.

The criminal officer originally wanted to ask the master to avoid him, but when Wei Chen got up and sat there, he dared not say anything.

With such a noble person present, the criminal officer did not dare to use any excessive means, lest the noble person's eyes be stained.But fortunately, the person to be interrogated is really soft-boned, and all he can do with a whip is useless, and he is already crying and trembling, asking what to say.

It is indeed "ask what you say", but the problem is that he can't understand what this person said.

The criminal officer could only bite the bullet and ask Wei Chenqi, "Would you like to invite a colleague who is proficient in local dialects?"

But even though he said this, the criminal officer murmured in his heart: No matter where the dialect is, there are still some sounds that can be heard, but what this person said seems to be just some messy syllables, not systematic.

At first, the criminal officer also suspected that the other party was pretending to be crazy, but according to his experience in interrogating people for so many years, this person really looked frightened.

Wei Chenqi didn't answer, but took a step forward.

Just as the criminal officer bowed behind his back, he saw a flash of cold light, raised the knife in his hand and dropped it, and a severed hand flew out.

Blood gushed out, and a few drops splashed on the face of the criminal officer behind.

It wasn't until the warm feeling came into his mind belatedly that the criminal officer realized what happened just now, and after a daze, he couldn't help shivering.

Severing hands and feet is actually not a big deal in this place. There are many punishments that are harsher and more grievous than this. The criminal officer has done it himself, more than once.

But there is really no one as straightforward as Wei Chenqi.

This trance makes people feel a little delusion, this master cut off his head, the movement will not be much slower than this.

Maybe not an illusion.

The criminal officer couldn't help touching his head, which was still in place.

——It’s true that he is a nobleman, but he is also a nobleman who came down from the battlefield.

Even experienced criminal officers felt this way, let alone Tang Yanqiu who was tied to the rack over there.

He didn't realize what happened for a very short time, and when he realized it, there was a heart-piercing howl, and a foul smell gradually mixed with the rusty smell of blood.

The smell of urine was still spreading in this small and closed space, but the shrill howling did not last long.

Wei Chen flicked the blood on the knife with one hand, and Tang Yanqiu's screams stopped abruptly. He was like a cock being strangled, and he could only make a weird clucking sound from his throat.

After a brief silence, he let out a sob, and whispered hoarsely and with difficulty in the voice he had just injured, "...Go, go."

As if these words spoke out his inner voice, the originally low voice suddenly became louder.

"Go back, go back! Yes, I want to go back!!"

"Who wants to be in this bloody place?!! I want to go back!! I want to go home!!"

He cried and howled like this, his nose and tears covered his whole face, and the blood splattered just now was washed away mottled and embarrassed, and there was no trace of his handsome face at all.But Tang Yanqiu didn't care about this for a long time. He just tore his injured throat, chanting the word "go back" back and forth, coughing up a mouthful of bloody sputum from time to time.

Since this person is now in the dungeon, all his background has naturally been placed on Wei Chenqi's desk.But the "going back" that the other party is talking about now naturally does not refer to his hometown in Chenzhou.

Wei Chenqi had expected this for a long time, he paused for a moment, and asked in a deep voice, "How do you want to go back?"

Tang Yanqiu, who was muttering and sobbing, froze suddenly.

How to go back?Yes, how did he go back?

Du Wangzhi knew that Wei Chenqi was going to interrogate Tang Yanqiu.

But when he finally rushed over after finishing the backlog of things he had not been in You'an during this period of time, he saw the bloody situation.

Du Wangzhi: "..."

How unbearable is this?

One must know that even if he had been away from You'an for such a long time, he still had a lot of things to straighten out when he came back. As the lord, Wei Chenqi had to do more than him.Not to mention not seeing him for several months, he will definitely call that person into the palace to meet him.

Du Wangzhi originally thought that he would definitely come early, but he didn't expect Wei Chenqi to have such mobility.

Shouldn't you just come over after meeting the person?

Those in the palace who are still waiting for the performance may be dying of anxiety.

But no matter what, it is impossible to say this kind of toothache complaint, Du Wangzhi only pleaded guilty, "I am late."

Fortunately, the parties still have a clear self-awareness.

Wei Chen said lightly, "I came early."

Du Wangzhi: "..."

This makes people not know how to pick it up.

However, it is obvious that the "beating stick" in the process of "beating a stick to a sweet date" has been completed at the moment, and judging by the way the tears flow, it is probably possible to save the "sweet date", and the rest Just some questioning skills.

Perhaps it was "the secret of heaven must not be revealed", Du Wangzhi knew earlier that there were some words in this mouth that could not be uttered.

But after all, after getting along with that little fairy for so long, with the cooperation of the other party, Du Wangzhi still has a lot of experience in how to beat around the bush and ask for some clues.

This kind of cliché is actually not Du Wangzhi's specialty, but there is no way, who let him know more?

Whether it's the lord's thoughts on that little fairy, or his intention to keep him.

For three full years, Du Wangzhi has gone from having a headache, a stomach ache, and a heartache just thinking about it, to now accepting the status quo emotionally.

What can I do if I don't accept it?

He's not the one who can call the shots.

The next question is not good to let irrelevant people present, the judge who was invited out waited outside for about half an hour, and the two noblemen from the prison came out.

He got an explanation of "Take good care, don't let people die".

The criminal officer screamed bitterly in his heart, but he could only do what he wanted.

There are thousands of ways to make people die without a trace, but it is not so easy to make a tortured person survive.

The nobleman only gave an order casually, but it was enough to give them a headache.

The criminal simply went in with Coptis chinensis in his mouth, but he didn't expect that the blood flowed into rivers and his body was covered with bruises as he expected. The wound was not added, even the broken wrist was bandaged, and it smelled like a good wound medicine.

But even so, the man still howled miserably as if he was dying, which made people feel unlucky, and it was because of this that he was just worrying in vain.

The criminal officer cursed secretly in his heart: I'm already in prison, do you still want to ask someone to make offerings with rich clothes and fine food?

He stepped forward and kicked the man's calf fiercely, and threatened a few more words, and finally there was peace.

On the other side, Wei Chenqi and Du Wangzhi who left also went straight to the palace.

"Seven Stars Lianzhu."

Wei Chenqi repeated the astronomical timing that Tang Yanqiu asked just now without any emotion, and turned his head to ask the people beside him, "What do you think?"

Du Wangzhi shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid he himself doesn't know whether this method is feasible."

Based on the result of the question just now, this person—or the lonely ghost, ghost, ghost, monster, monster that somehow attached to the person—may not know that much.

He only cried and howled to "go back", maybe he really wanted to go back, but he didn't know how to go back.This "wait until the Seven Stars" was finally pried out of his mouth. I am afraid that the feasibility is worrying, and it is more like some kind of desperate medical treatment, or some hearsay wild method.

Wei Chen fell silent, not knowing what he was thinking about.

But when Du Wangzhi resigned and left, he heard the other party summon the officials of the Qin Tianjian.

Du Wangzhi was not surprised at all.

That little fairy has probably stayed in the sky for a long time and doesn't know people's hearts.

How can he be so special to someone?

Immortals live high above the clouds and appear occasionally. People in the world are naturally grateful and thankful for their kindness.But what if he came down from heaven? ... He could see his appearance and hear his voice, and he stood there honestly, showing a bit of an attitude of giving and asking.

Would mortals be grateful?

No, this will make people delusional.

After all, human beings are such a greedy existence that always wants more.

But this is "delusion" after all——

Delicacy is not as good as fairy dew, fine clothes are not as good as the brocade in the sky, gold, silver and jade are no different from immortals, and fame and fortune in the world are like dust...

How can a mortal leave a fairy behind?

Even if that person is the emperor of the mortal world.

No, not yet.

But Wei Chenqi has not really taken this step until now, probably because of that vague fear.

fear?

Du Wangzhi never thought that he would actually associate this word with the invincible and invincible lord who lived and died several times on the battlefield.

However, the lord is indeed "fearing".

That little fairy didn't hide the reason why he came all the way here, so if the lord is really enthroned as the emperor and the destiny returns to the throne, won't this fairy who came down from the mortal world also have a good cultivation and return to the heaven?

Du Wangzhi felt that what he could think of, the Lord would not fail to think of, so he procrastinated and did not take any action.

It's just that now half of the country has been settled, and only the army is left to go south. If the orthodoxy is not established, the people's hearts may change, and disasters will arise again.

That's why you're in such a hurry, right?

He even did not hesitate to catch that "person" at the risk of being discovered by the little fairy.

It's a pity that even so, the desired result was not obtained.

The bright sun shone on the golden tiles of the palace, and the reflected light made Du Wangzhi squint his eyes. He raised his hand to block the too glaring light, and looked into the distance.

Then let him see--

Is it the ten feet of red dust that pulls the immortals into the mud of the mortal world, or is it the mortal emperors chasing after each other, looking back, after all, it is a fantasy dream of the past.

Maybe a hundred years from now, this story can become a famous Liyuan song.

Fang Xia doesn't know how he has become a noble image who doesn't care about fame and wealth, and treats money like dung.

In fact, he doesn't have such a great sentiment at all, and he realized the hard currency status of money in this society early on.If the money in this world can be exchanged for points in the system mall in equal proportions, let alone, when Aotian asked him to choose the spoils, he would definitely pick the most expensive ones.

——But isn't it impossible? !

The role of money lies in the transactional value that humans assign to it.When a piece of gold can't even be exchanged for an instant noodle, what's the use of it? !Are you raising it for cubs? ! !

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