Late at night.

There are only a few oil lamps lit in the prison of Dali Temple, and the dim light makes the prison faintly unreal.

Several of the jailers chatted for a long time, and drank a little wine to warm up, but at this time they were getting together a little drunk and drowsy, but the door of the cell suddenly opened from the outside.

A cold wind blew in, and the lights kept shaking, which made the prison even more gloomy, and at the same time alarmed several jailers who were napping.

"Who?!"

The last time someone broke into Dali Temple at night, the jailers who guarded the prison at that time were all sentenced to hard labor, and when they saw that there was movement again, the jailers who had just been transferred from elsewhere were afraid that they would follow in the footsteps of those people, so they drew their swords and looked out of the door and shouted.

After a while, two people walked in outside the door, and the first one was the expressionless Lang Ziyan.

He was dressed in a slender green robe, his long black hair was tied high with a jade crown, and his indifference on an angular handsome face made people tremble at first sight.

Behind him, there was also a person who was shorter than him, and most of that person's body was hidden in the shadows behind Lang Ziyan, making it difficult to see his face.

When the jailers saw that they knew the person who came, they hurriedly inserted the knife back into the scabbard and hurriedly saluted Lang Ziyan.

"It turned out to be Lord Lang, and the little ones have seen the adults!"

Lang Ziyan swept his eyes in the prison, and his nose moved and said indifferently: "You guys are drinking here?" ”

He obviously didn't have any expression when he spoke, but the cold air in his words still startled those people, and the jailer hurriedly waved his hand to explain, "No, no." Lord Lang, don't get me wrong, our brothers just drank some soju to warm up because it was cold, and they will definitely not get drunk and miss the right thing. Lord Lang, you have to be clear. ”

Hearing this, Lang Ziyan glanced at the person who spoke, and his heart was shocked...

Several people remembered the rumors in Lang Ziyan's past, and they unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat on their foreheads.

Just when they thought that Lang Ziyan would punish them, and some people were about to take the initiative to beg for mercy, Lang Ziyan suddenly looked away and asked casually: "How is Sun An doing these days, but he is still crazy?" ”

Those people were relieved. One of the jailers hurriedly replied, "Lord Hui, he was the same as before a few days ago, and he kept shouting like crazy that he was going to kill someone. The younger one was afraid that he would hurt other prisoners, and that he would commit suicide, so he put him in the innermost cell, and locked him up every day. I don't know if he's crazy enough or what. I rarely hear him speak again, and I don't eat much on weekdays, and the little ones are pouring soup into him and hanging his life. ”

Lang Ziyan nodded, "A few of you should pay attention, don't let him commit suicide, and don't let the people outside do anything, otherwise His Majesty will blame the entire Dali Temple and can't afford to bear it." ”

Those few people hurriedly responded.

"This official is here tonight on the orders of the emperor to inquire about the case and give me the key to Sun An's cell. And then what you have to do and what you do. Lang Ziyan said coldly.

The prison head didn't dare to ask more, and hurriedly took the key from his waist and handed it to Lang Ziyan. Then Lang Ziyan didn't say anything, turned around directly and walked inside with the person behind him.

After Lang Ziyan and the two walked away, the jailers breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's really scary when this Lord Lang doesn't speak, and when I look at those eyes, I really thought I was going to die."

A young jailer wiped the cold sweat from his head, his face full of fear.

The rest of the people were also apprehensive.

Lang Ziyan's temper is not big, and no one has ever seen him angry after serving in Dali Temple for so long, but even when Sun An was still the secretary of Dali Temple before, his deterrent power to his subordinates was not as strong as Lang Ziyan, every time Lang Ziyan stood there with a cold face, that pair of eyes swept over and scared the timid to death, it was really that kind of eyes without temperature were too penetrating, as if staring at by a dead man, which was creepy.

"Boss, why did you say that Lord Lang would come to try the case so late, and who is that person behind him?" Someone wondered.

"yes, how can I look at that man with some eyes, which of you have seen it?"

"I haven't seen it, I didn't even see my face clearly just now, head, Lord Lang came over with a living person in the middle of the night, will there be any problems?"

"Shut up, Lord Lang is the secretary of Dali Temple, this Dali Temple is under his control, when will he bring who to try the case, what can he do?!" The older jailer listened to the gossiping questions of the people beside him, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand and slap them on the head a few times, "And how many times has Lao Tzu told you, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, be careful if you know too much and lose your head!" ”

He has been a jailer for more than ten years, and he has seen a lot of things that end up with too much curiosity, he already knows what to ask and what not to ask, what to manage and what not to care, and he also knows very well that it is not for them to pay attention to how the people above behave, even if Lang Ziyan brings strangers to interrogate in the middle of the night It is too unruly, it has nothing to do with them, they just need to be blind, deaf, and close their mouths, and do their own thing.

The others shrunk their necks and were all driven by him to do something else, while the jailer stood at the outermost point, watching his nose and nose and heart, not looking at what was going on in the innermost cell.

Lang Ziyan led people all the way to the deepest cell, and when he came to the front, he saw Sun An who was locked on a wooden frame.

Sun An lowered his head at this time, and his long hair was scattered to cover most of his face, and the long hair was mixed with wisps of gray, and it turned white in just a few days. His hands and feet were chained to an elevated platform, and he couldn't move, and his wrists and ankles had already been rubbed with blood, as if he could see how he struggled when he was first locked.

At this time, there were also wisps of red marks on the back of his bare hands and shoulders, and the small half of his exposed face was much older.

The sound of Lang Ziyan opening the cell door alarmed him, Sun An slowly raised his head, and when he saw that it was Lang Ziyan who came in, he drooped down again.

"I'd like to talk to him alone." Xue Rou said in a low voice after seeing Sun An's appearance.

"Okay, but be careful, call me if anything."

After Xue Rou nodded, Lang Ziyan retreated directly, leaving the cell to Xue Rou and Sun An.

After Lang Ziyan left, Xue Rou stood five steps away from Sun An and looked at him, her eyes swept over the injured place on his body inch by inch, and finally stopped at the place of his neck.

She didn't say anything, just watched quietly, but there was a piercing frost in her eyes, even Sun An, who was like ashes, was stabbed after being looked at for a while, and had to look up, and instantly met Xue Rou's somewhat unfamiliar face, as well as that faint but cold smile. (To be continued......)

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