Now that the sun has always been very good these days, Mu Yanchun is in a bad mood now, looking at the flowers and plants in the yard, he sighed deeply. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She sighed for nothing else, it was precisely for the unscrupulous monk who was sent to the cell by Mu Boyong in the past few days and had been humiliated in all kinds of ways.

Mu Yanchun expected that the monk was not a very backbone monk, presumably the Jiang family also expected this, almost everyone thought that this monk was greedy for beauty and had no backbone, but the fact slapped everyone hard.

- She didn't even see that this monk was a very strong backbone.

He lived in this cell for a few days, and all kinds of torture and eighteen kinds of suffering made him suffer enough. But he admitted that he had fornicated with those women, and admitted that he had stolen chickens and dogs, but he didn't admit that he had anything to do with the Jiang family.

His temperament really surprised Mu Yanchun, this surprise was not good news from any point of view, and it made her feel embarrassed for a while.

She even couldn't help but wonder if it was because the torturer ate Jiang's soft mouth, so he let the monk go as appropriate, so he let him stay up for a long time.

Mu Yanchun thought like this, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.

She made up her mind to make the Jiang family fall hard, and it was best to let her slump from now on, so naturally she couldn't give up halfway because of this. Therefore, she put down the work in her hand and decided to take a moment out of her busy schedule to interrogate the monk as soon as possible, and ask him to confess the Jiang family as soon as possible.

However, when he really arrived at the cell, he saw the man who was almost skinless, fleshless, and almost only a skeleton of bones left in the stench, Mu Yanchun shuddered, and couldn't help but ask the torturer next to him, "Is this ...... This is that...... A Qing monk? ”

Didn't this torturer recognize the wrong person and take her to the wrong place?

Mu Yanchun really couldn't believe that the monk could survive like this, and he refused to speak, almost thinking that he was hallucinating.

But the head of the torturer replied with great certainty: "Miss Mu Er, this is indeed the Yiqing monk of Lanshan Temple, there is no doubt that he has been staying up for a few days, and he has almost recruited everything." As soon as he asked about the ...... next to him," he paused, "he didn't know anything about the next thing, and he wouldn't admit anything." A small guess, will the matter that your house confess ...... Is it a mistake? ”

He suddenly panicked and hurriedly covered up: "Of course, the small one doesn't mean that you have anything wrong. It's just that all kinds of torture tools have been tried on this monk, but he only said that he doesn't know, this is really not something ordinary people can bear. If he really did those things, I'm afraid he would have been recruited a long time ago. Such a day is indescribable even if life is worse than death. ”

Mu Yanchun looked at the skeleton, was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Can you let me talk to him alone?" He's still sane, and I'd like to ask him in person. ”

The torturer looked at the inhuman-shaped monk with a burst of pity, turned his head and didn't look at him again, and said: "Naturally, it's okay, but he just woke up for a while, I'm afraid he won't last much time, if you want to ask, you still have to wait a while." ”

"Thanks for the reminder, I see." Mu Yanchun thanked him in a low voice, and watched the torturer gradually walk away, before he approached and looked at the monk carefully, unable to speak for a long time.

But it was the monk who opened his mouth first, and his voice was hoarse, "Second Miss of the Marquis of Jing'an...... How can you have time to see me, a half-dead man? ”

He coughed up a mouthful of blood and sneered miserably, "Don't you know that the poor monk's bed can't do good work, so you want to try it?" ”

Mu Yanchun frowned violently, "Master Yiqing, in the past, the little girl really underestimated you, but I didn't expect you to be so backbone." It's just that...... How can a wise man like you always be at odds with his own life? If you obediently recruit the Jiang family, I can still find a way to save your life for you, but if you are so stubborn, it will really be a dead end in the end! ”

The monk sneered, "Second Miss...... Ahem...... What do you want poor monks to recruit? Something that doesn't exist...... What can a poor monk recruit! ”

"Doesn't exist?" Mu Yanchun frowned, "That day in Lanshan Temple, someone saw you meeting with the Jiang clan and conspiring, and you were still quibbling?" ”

"Haha......" the monk laughed miserably, "what meeting?" There are so many bends and bends in your Houfu compound, how dare the poor monks have anything to do with you people from high families? ”

Mu Yanchun was silent for a long time, and sighed deeply, "Master Yiqing, I don't know why you want to hide this matter for the Jiang clan?" You have worked so hard to hide it for her, but do you know what the Jiang family has done for you? ”

Her face was cold, "Then the Jiang family betrayed you on the first day, saying that you were greedy for beauty and evil, and someone fed you that terrible soup that day, you should also know that it was the Jiang family's hand." She is there to put out your mouth, and she does this to you...... What else do you have to keep secret for her? ’

The monk's face was as dry as ashes, stained with blood, and Mu Yanchun really couldn't see what his expression was.

saw him show a ghost-like expression, and suddenly snorted out a mouthful of blood, "Lao Tzu is rotten, I'm afraid of a fart to live or die!" What nonsense are you going to come and say! I'm afraid of your mother's !! ”

Mu Yanchun's face was stained with two blood stains, and the monk saw her with a shocked face, and laughed as if he was crazy.

There was an expression on his face that he was about to cry.

Mu Yanchun took two steps back, and was about to speak, but the torture head was attracted by the monk's voice, thinking that something was wrong, and when he saw the monk's crazy expression, he was startled, and hurriedly separated Mu Yanchun.

The monk's ghostly eyes stared at Mu Yanchun, watching her being taken out by the torture head, until she couldn't see her figure anymore, the whole person was paralyzed as if she had been pulled out of the bones, and the words just now were more like a return to the light, and she returned to her previous lifelessness with a word.

He scolded weakly in his heart: "Lao Tzu is not a thing, but his mother has caught up with such a bastard woman in this life, what can he do?" ”

When she first came back to him and asked him for the medicine that was harmful, he knew that if he had agreed to him, he would end up in the future.

He didn't ask her to save himself, he knew better than anyone what kind of woman she was.

The medicine she used was all prepared by him, and the bowl of medicine that the man fed him that day was also prepared by him for her, how could he not know that it was her hand.

Then he knew that this time he would probably not survive.