Chapter 545: Died in the Northern Song Dynasty

Mo Jingxia handed the boiled medicine to Ajishan, and muttered something that Xu Zizhen didn't understand.

"Ho!" A strange voice came out of his throat, took the bowl and turned to Xu Zizhen, looked at Xu Zizhen expressionlessly, grabbed his jaw with his left hand, and poured the bowl of medicine into his mouth with his right hand.

Xu Zizhen is now weak and weak, and he can't move at all if he wants to struggle, so he can only let him do it, the medicine is very hot, as soon as it enters the throat, it is like a line of fire drilled straight into the stomach, Xu Zizhen feels that his mouth, throat and esophagus are about to burn up, but he can't even scream.

Mo Jingxia laughed proudly and walked out, but Ah Jishan still fed Xu Zizhen to drink the medicine regardless of it, and finally drank it as a medicine, Xu Zizhen was already dying and almost wanted to fall into a coma again, but Ah Jishan felt out a needle and pricked it at the top of Xu Zizhen's skull.

"Ahh Xu Zizhen regained his consciousness in the severe pain, and the tiredness, drowsiness, and pain dissipated in an instant, and all that was left was the lingering pain.

Su San couldn't help but start scolding, scolding Ajishan, scolding Mo Jingxia, scolding Zhao Qi and Wang Huang, but she was not very good at scolding, there were only a few words over and over, nothing new, the two guards guarding her couldn't bear it anymore and gagged her mouth with a ball of rags, and suddenly there was only Xu Zizhen gritting his teeth in the room.

I don't know how long it took, the pain gradually faded, the sleepiness hit again, Xu Zizhen's eyelids began to droop again, but Ah Jishan pricked the top of his head with a needle, and the severe pain woke him up again.

Xu Zizhen now understood that Mo Jingxia asked Ah Jishan to take care of him just to prevent him from sleeping, and he also understood that the fatigue of people's physical and mental bodies was completely different, and not letting him sleep was much more severe than beating him.

"Brother, can you have a discussion? I...... I just want to sleep for a while, how about you wait for me to wake up and give you a prick enough? Xu Zizhen couldn't bear the pain and gasped and said to Ajishan.

Ah Jishan didn't hear it, and still looked at him expressionlessly, the silver needle was still on his fingertips, it seemed that as long as Xu Zizhen slept again, he would still prick it again.

One of the guards who looked at Su San smiled and said, "This is a Khitan dog, he can't understand what you said." ”

Xu Zizhen was dead, he didn't know Khitan, he knew how good it was to learn from Xiao Rongyu and Yelufu when they were there, at least now it is easy to communicate.

This night Xu Zizhen tasted the pain that he had never had in his life, the internal injuries on his body were already very serious, Mo Jingxia's medicine was obviously relieved of some pain, but there was a sharp pain from the throat to the stomach burn, and the medicine did not know if it was with soothing ingredients, Xu Zizhen felt that he wanted to sleep very much, but Ah Jishan always stood next to him like a tireless wooden man, holding a silver needle in his hand, and prick it from time to time, so that Xu Zizhen never closed his eyes all night.

The two guards yawned and guarded Su San next to him for days, and at the same time looked at Xu Zizhen's jokes, and in the early morning of the next day, someone came to take over and replaced them, and when they left, the two actually turned around and smiled at Xu Zizhen: "See you tonight." ”

At this time, Xu Zizhen seemed to have been drained of all the strength of his body, and it seemed very difficult to even open his eyelids, Su San didn't sleep, he kept staring at him all the time, but he couldn't speak because his mouth was blocked, but her eyes were already bloodshot and turned red, Xu Zizhen didn't doubt that if Wang Huang and Zhao Qi appeared in front of her, she would definitely rush over and bite them to death with her teeth.

Not long after the two guards left, the wooden door creaked open, and the Wang guards stepped in with a cruel smile, rolled up their sleeves from the moment they entered the door, and headed towards Xu Zizhen.

"Young Master Xu, it's time for breakfast."

A moment later a suppressed and terrible roar came from the house: "Ah! The surname of the king is your ancestors! ”

……

On this day, Zhao Qi and Wang Hao did not appear again, only the Wang guards kept beating Xu Zizhen with strange tools all over the room, and there was no intact place on Xu Zizhen's body at the end of the day, but the Wang guards' means were very high, so that Xu Zizhen always remained awake, and the indescribable pain was all over his nerves.

Su San's tears had dried up, and her eyes had become numb and dull, and only by looking closely could she see the deep sadness in her eyes.

There was nothing she could do.

In the evening, Mo Jingxia appeared again, treated Xu Zizhen with his needle, let him continue to live, and then the ugly and terrifying Ajishan fed him a bowl of medicine, and then ravaged him all night.

After three days, Xu Zizhen's mind was already chaotic, and the only thing left was a consciousness, knowing that he was still alive, the injuries on his body didn't seem to hurt so much, and his heartbeat and breathing were just subconscious autonomous behaviors.

On the fourth day, when the sky was just dawning, Zhao Qi suddenly came here, he walked closer and looked at Xu Zizhen's drooping face, smiled with satisfaction, and then covered his mouth and nose in disgust and retreated a few steps, and chuckled: "Xu Gongzi, it seems that the fate of you and me can only end here." ”

Xu Zizhen raised his head in a trance, half-squinted his eyes and said angrily: "Finally...... Are you willing to kill Lao Tzu? ”

Zhao Qi smiled: "Heh, you think too much, Lone will send you to Zhending, because the fourth prince wants to meet you." ”

Xu Zizhen didn't speak again, he knew that he couldn't get better from the day he fell into Zhao Qi's hands, but he didn't give up the hope of life, he always had a belief in his heart, that is, if he could give him a life, he would definitely pay back a hundred times the sins he suffered this time to these people in the future.

Zhao Qi, Wang Huang, Mo Jingxia, Wang Guard!

These names have been deeply ingrained in his heart, imprinted with blood.

Zhao Qi left, Mo Jing came down, the ugly man Ah Jishan untied Xu Zizhen from the pillar and carried it out of the house like carrying goods, there was a specially processed carriage waiting outside the house, Xu Zizhen and Su San were escorted up, Mo Jingxia accompanied him in the carriage, Ah Jishan got on the wheel to catch the car, and a team of fully armored soldiers followed behind the car with knives, looking at about 50 people.

Xu Zizhen didn't speak, just lay in the carriage and looked at the roof of the car, this time he was too careless, he didn't even know where he was now, he didn't expect to send a message out, let alone expect someone to save him, Zhao Qi and Wang Hao are not fuel-efficient lamps, with their IQ, they will never leak their news.

The carriage was moving, and he could feel the sun shining through the window as it headed north.

Lao Tzu is going to die like this? Just died in the Northern Song Dynasty?

Xu Zizhen suddenly felt a little unwilling, he had done so many things before, all of which were paving the way for the future, not for his own future, but for the world of the Great Song Dynasty and for the people of Limin, but now...... It's over, and even after his death, he won't even have a grave.

What a fuck!