Chapter 102: Forty Lashes
"Go to the torture hall and receive forty lashes. Yan Lie walked out and went directly in the direction of the execution hall.
"Forty lashes, isn't that a punishment for failing the mission?" Youling quickly reacted and hurried to catch up, "You let go of that kid in Dingjiabao because the pavilion master gave you another task?"
When it comes to the content of the task, Yan Lie still refuses to answer her questions, but it doesn't matter.
Youling's face was overjoyed, and he was obviously relieved, "It's good that it's not a betrayal, I thought you were soft-hearted for a while......"
"I will never betray the Pavilion Master. Yan Lie interrupted her with a determined expression, "You should know this very well. ”
"I knew you wouldn't, so I never doubted you. Youling's face turned cloudy at the moment, and she no longer looked like she was stuck in the road, "I explained to you because I believed in you and felt that you must have another hidden reason for doing that." ”
"Since this is related to something that the Pavilion Master has ordered you separately, then it is not considered to be deliberately concealing me, so I will not ask. Yuling held out her tail finger, "Then let's pull the hook and reconcile? ”
"No need. Yan Lie's footsteps didn't stop, "I'm not angry." ”
Youling had no choice but to withdraw his hand, frowning, and said, "What are you doing in such a hurry to receive the punishment?" The forty whips in the Execution Hall are not vegetarians, and now the pavilion master's cultivation of secret arts is uncertain, maybe he will change his mind after a while and won't let you receive this whip." ”
"I told the Pavilion Master that I would go and collect the punishment immediately. Yan Lie's tone was calm, as if the forty lashes were just a fluttering thing.
"Why are you so brainless and don't know how to turn around?" Youling was angry and anxious, but Yan Lie had already left her alone.
When he returned to his residence, he brought her tea, and after hearing this, he sighed: "My lord doesn't know the character of Lord Baique, especially the things related to the pavilion master, when have you ever seen him disobey the yang and the yin?"
"I just think he's stupid, when the pavilion master's mood improves and he takes back his life, isn't that the pavilion master's order?" Youling looked at the tea but didn't want to drink it, "You have to eat a whip to be comfortable." ”
Youling dared to count the Yan Lie, but she didn't dare to follow her, she could only suggest, "Since Lord Baique insists on doing so, then the Lord should prepare the medicine for the wound, and wait until the punishment is over to visit." ”
Yuling took a deep breath, "That's all it can be." ”
At this moment, he is also concerned about Yan Lie, and there is another person in the Dark City.
"Do you say that Yan Lie will be punished by your pavilion master?" Looking at the performance on the stage, he said absentmindedly.
The drunken action of eating melon seeds did not stop, and said casually: "Of course, what he betrayed was the order of the pavilion master, which is equivalent to betraying Changming Pavilion, and it can be regarded as a blessing to be able to save his life." ”
His pupils shrank, "What will they do to Yan Lie?"
"It's probably cramping and peeling, life is better than death or something, there are many means in the Changming Pavilion Execution Hall. Drunken Sheng's eyes were still on the stage, but he glanced at her at this, "What?
"Of course. I thought that the girl would be shy, but I didn't think that there was no one at all, and it was reasonable to be arrogant, "He is now my savior, and I stayed to repay him, if he has something long and short, my own conscience is uneasy." ”
"Is it just because he saved you, for no other reason?"
"Isn't that enough?" said Wan Xi blinked, not knowing if he could hear the hidden meaning of his words.
"Then don't worry, no matter how you say that Yan Lie is a holy envoy, no matter how tortured he is, he will save his life. Drunken Sheng had an expression of "you can rest assured", "Come on, come on, let's continue to watch the play, how beautiful this play is, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl insist on being together, but the result is that heaven and man are separated forever." ”
"I don't like tragedy. He threw the melon seeds back on the plate, "I just like to see them together." ”
"But these two people, one is a celestial immortal and the other is a mortal, their identities are so different, how can the rules of heaven tolerate them being together?" Drunken Sheng shook his head lazily, "Allowing them to see them once a year is already an extrajudicial grace." ”
"I read that the play book said, love across the mountains and seas, mountains and seas can also be flat, if two people love each other enough, that is all difficulties can be overcome, if not, that is not enough love. Bang Xi disagreed, arguing.
"A play book is a play book, and the reality can be much more cruel. Drunken eyes swiped, "The little girl hasn't talked about feelings yet, has she?"
After a while, he said again: "But that doesn't affect my imagination, if I can have the opportunity to experience a relationship, I hope it will be so vigorous." ”
"There is generally no good ending to such a vigorous one, so you might as well forget it. Drunken sneered.
"How do you know that there must be no good ending, have you experienced it?" asked Wan Xi rhetorically.
This rhetorical question succeeded in choking the drunken life, well, he couldn't answer the question.
The question is not over, "I used to live in the world, and I have never been in contact with these feelings and loves in the world, do you say there is such a desperate love in this world?"
"Maybe there is, maybe not, I haven't seen it anyway. Drunken sat crookedly, and suddenly pinched his hands and calculated, "But maybe you will be able to experience it soon." ”
Puzzled, he looked questioning.
"I'm a good fortune teller, girl, you are a red luan, maybe there will be a happy event soon. The corners of Zuisheng's mouth suddenly curved a trace of arc, "But whether it is vigorous as you imagined, whether it is the mountains and seas you imagined can be flat, I can't guarantee this." ”
Wan Xi looked surprised, as if listening to the Arabian Nights, she shook her head for a while, and didn't go to her heart, "I'm not poor with you, I'm going back." ”
After all, he was still worried about Yan Lie in his heart, and he decided to go back and ask Bai Yu how Yan Lie was doing.
Drunk Sheng looked at her and knew that she didn't take her words seriously, so he didn't care, waved his hand and said, "Then you go, I'll come to you again tomorrow, the food in this dark city is also very good." ”
"We'll talk about it tomorrow. He didn't know why he found her, but judging from how skillfully he ate, drank and had fun today, this guy's usual life must be about the same.
I guess he just wants to find a playmate? After all, he doesn't have anything worth trying to do with him.
Bang Xi also waved his hand, and then left.
After she left, Drunken Sheng clapped his palms, and a black-clothed subordinate appeared silently.
"How's it going?" asked Drunken with his arm resting on the arm of the soft chair and resting his cheek.
"Lord Baique was punished by the cabinet master, and he has received forty lashes in the execution hall. The man in black said respectfully.
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