"Squeak, squeak-".

It's the sound of the big wheel pulling the sling outside. Mu Wan'er gritted her teeth and trembled and carved a shallow horizontal on the wooden torture stake behind her: A day has passed, and a new day has begun.

With this horizontal, there are just ten "positive" characters on the stake. This means that she has been locked up in this dark dungeon for a full fifty days.

Fifty days! Mu Wan'er could barely remember what the sun was up. Her days in the dungeon began with the sharp and piercing sound of the wheels turning.

Then, the large, clumsy stone slab above his head was hoisted.

Then, a cold wind with a musty smell rushed in, shouting loudly and completely overturning the bloody rotten smell that had been silent all night in the dungeon.

Then, her "beloved" raised his hand and brought Si Si to him: "Mu, hand over the mustard seed space!" ”

The moment she woke up from this dungeon for the first time, and saw that she had yellow rune paper on her forehead, she was hanging dead and tied to a wooden torture instrument and couldn't move, and she couldn't sense the space anymore, Mu Wan'er knew that no matter whether she handed over the mustard seed space or not, it was impossible to get out alive. Therefore, she gritted her teeth and said to herself in her heart: "Mu Wan'er, don't say it." Don't let this guy succeed! ”

Mu Wan'er originally wanted to bite her tongue and commit suicide - death can't be as that guy wants! However, she soon realized that this was already a luxury—she seemed to have been drugged in some way, and her whole body was as weak as soaked noodles.

Pressing the fear in her heart, Mu Wan'er quickly glanced at the whip wrapped around her wrist. The triangular whip was black and shiny, the thickness of a baby's arm. Such a whip! I'm afraid she won't be able to carry three or two whips! Haha, it's better this way, die early and be born early!

Sure enough, the water-stained cowhide triangular whip wrapped in the man's anger roared: "Bang, bang, bang......".

Then, she couldn't stand it anymore and fainted.

Then, he was woken up by a large bucket of cold water. The torture continued.

Then, she fainted again.

Then, then he woke up again, and then tortured again.

……

"Hold on a little longer, Mu Wan'er! The next whip will surely kill you! Every time, Mu Wan'er cheered herself up like this, "If you faint again, you will definitely not wake up again." "Here and now, she really wants to die quickly.

However, every time she passed out, it didn't seem to be long before Mu Wan'er would wake up in the pain of her heart.

"Want to die?" As if seeing through her thoughts, the guy smirked and hummed, "Slut! Hand over the mustard seed space, and the master will reward you with death! ”

From the humming and chirping curses, Mu Wan'er learned that the water stained by the whip was dissolved in the "immortal medicine". The "elixir" can protect her breath continuously. Therefore, even if she is beaten to the point that her skin is open, blood is splashed everywhere, there is no good skin on her body, and she is so painful that she dies, she can't die!

There is such an evil "elixir" in the world! But when she thought of her own space, Mu Wan'er could only pinch her nose and admit it, and raised her head to say "phew" to the guy Mu Zi.

Unsurprisingly, the man was furious, and she was greeted with a whip that cut her head and covered her face...... It was not until the man was so tired that he could not swing the whip again that the day's punishment was over.

Fifty days, every day!

Maybe this is my own retribution. As long as she thought about the evils she had done in the past with the help of space, Mu Wan'er repented and broke her intestines: I knew today, why bother fighting?

You must know that the "beloved" who has worked so hard is such an evil ghost, and she will definitely avoid it early and far away from such a situation, and there are three points of fertile land in the space, no matter where she is, she will not starve to death.

"Immortal Chief, this is the Mu Clan."

The thick stone slab was hoisted, and the next moment the two large black iron bowls and oil lamps on the dungeon wall were lit one after another. The tongue of fire rose with black smoke, and with a "poof", the entire dungeon was illuminated.

The sudden light was as glaring as ever. Mu Wan'er closed her eyes uncomfortably. Two huge tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

There was no hysterical swearing, no whistling whip, and the flattering voice of the guy could pinch out the water. Mu Wan'er was very surprised. She struggled to raise her head, squinting her eyes to look over.

That guy actually brought a bull-nosed Taoist priest today. The Taoist priest was not very old, and he looked to be in his early twenties. But the guy was very respectful to him.

It should be afraid that the secret of the space will leak out, because that guy has never even brought in his most trusted henchman on weekdays. Every day he came alone and carried out the execution himself.

Today...... It must not be good. Mu Wan'er actually breathed a sigh of relief: everything is finally over.

The guy hunched his waist and led the Taoist priest closer to him like a pug.

Although the Taoist priest was full of red light, his clothes were fluttering, and he looked like a fairy wind and bones, however, Mu Wan'er only felt as if Mount Tai was pressing on the top, and she couldn't help but feel numb in her back. In an instant, his eyes were full of fear.

The Taoist priest stood still in front of her, squinted his eyes and reprimanded: "Useless stupid, you can't even help a mere woman!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." As the eldest son of the first assistant, he was not annoyed when he was scolded as a "stupid thing", but he was in a cold sweat on his head, and he couldn't stop nodding his head. The expression was more servile than the most dog-legged slave Mu Wan'er had ever seen in her life.

"Diao woman, in this way, Dao Ye can only search for your soul." The Taoist priest raised his hand and waved the sleeves of his robe.

Mu Wan'er only felt that there was a flower in front of her, and the yellow paper talisman on her forehead disappeared. She was stunned for a moment—you must know that for fifty days, the talisman had been like it had grown on her forehead, and she had tried her best to get rid of it.

At the same time, the Taoist priest snorted, and a slap turned into the size of a grinding plate, like an eagle catching a chicken, and went to Mu Wan'er's head to cover it: "This is all your own doing." ”

It was too late, it was too late, and a thunderous voice burst out from Mu Wan'er's belly: "Shaft, you dare!" ”

When the Taoist priest heard the voice, his color changed greatly, and he secretly shouted "not good". I saw him wave his sleeve with his backhand. Immediately, the wind rose from the bottom of his sleeves, and his body tensed, like an arrow off the string, quickly swept backwards.

Everything happens between lightning and fire.

But it was still too late.

Of course, Mu Wan'er didn't come back to her senses. Her last consciousness was: a snow-bright circle of light bursting out of her body. This aperture is too dazzling......

"Boom-" The aperture exploded instantly, and everywhere it went, everything it touched shattered into dust.

According to the record of "Strange Stories of the Great Zhou": On the third night of the first month of October in the 35th year of Yuanhe, there was a drought and thunder in Kyoto. This drought thunder fell into the mansion of Wei Mengran, the first assistant of the current dynasty. There was a loud bang, the earth shook, and the dust flew. Three full minutes passed, and the smoke and dust cleared. The alarmed crowd dared to slowly pull in the direction of the Wei Mansion with torches. Immediately, they were stunned by the tragedy in front of them: nine out of ten houses within a radius of miles collapsed, and mourning was everywhere. In the past, the Wei Mansion, which flew eaves and arches and occupied an entire street, was bombarded to the point that even the scum was gone, leaving only a huge pit with a diameter of dozens of zhang and a depth of two or three zhang. The government cordoned off the area within a radius of several miles as fast as it could. But the market is still full of all kinds of gossip in the Wei Mansion. It is rumored that the Wei Mansion was destroyed, and more than 300 corpses and bones remained. Among them, Mu Shi, the eldest daughter of Mu Shilang, was married into the Wei Mansion for less than two months and was not spared. Mu Shilang lost his beloved daughter, and asked for an order to rummage through the huge pit, but he failed to find a single bone of his beloved daughter for three days and three nights.