Yunzhou has finally completed his merits before, and now there is only one thing left, to pay the flying money. Li Mao intended to train Qingmo as an assistant, so he gave him this opportunity to train people. Leaving Mo Qi Shentong to take care of Wen Wencheng's family at the inn, he went to a sheep soup restaurant alone, wanting to taste the special food here again before leaving Yunzhou.

Li Mao only had food in his heart, so he asked for a private room, so as not to be noisy, the hot mutton soup came up, Li Mao smelled the fragrance and drooled, picked up the chopsticks and played with the chopsticks on the surface of the coriander, Li Mao took a sip beautifully, and immediately felt that the world was spinning, and he was unconscious after a while.

Waking up in a dark room, Li Mao smelled a rancid and disgusting smell, he rubbed his eyes, it was still pitch black in front of him, and there was no light in this room. Li Mao moved his hands and feet, not injured, nor restrained, he stood up on the ground, a layer of slimy things at the tentacles, and an even more violent stench diffused in the air.

This is a cell made of bricks, square in shape, only a wooden door five feet high and two feet wide, the wooden door is nailed with iron bars and nails, very strong, Li Mao tried to push it, but the cell door did not move.

A cold wind came in from the gap in the corner of the wall, it was a ventilation hole, Li Mao touched it with his hand, without tools, he could not dig an escape route in the brick wall. The ground was covered with a layer of wheat straw, and over time, it rotted into mud and emitted a suffocating stench. Li Mao stopped beside the vent, breathing.

After he rescued the Wu family from Yan Yan's clutches that night, Qingmo forced Yan Su to issue a warrant to release the clerk immediately, and forced him to write a confession of intending to rape the people's daughter, grabbing his handle, lest he regret biting people afterwards. This approach is very risky, but other than that, Li Mao can't think of a better way, so he can only try it hard.

Yan Su is a man-eating tiger, and he made him a vegetarian with just a piece of paper, which obviously underestimated him.

Li Mao recalled the situation before he was fascinated, and couldn't help but tremble, his every move turned out to be under strict surveillance, he did not poison himself in the soup, but held himself hostage here, thinking that he was unwilling to cheapen himself.

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, I will see what tricks he can play." After thinking for a long time with his back against the cold brick wall, Li Mao made a decision, he just died, and before he died, he also wanted to see what tricks Yan Fat could play. I don't know how long it took, Li Mao's stomach was rumbling, his throat was even more dry and smoking, his physical strength was exhausted, and even standing against the wall became a problem.

Li Mao tried not to let his body touch the slimy thing, but now, his physical strength was exhausted, he had to give in to instinct, Li Mao leaned against the brick wall baldly, and when his ass was about to touch the ground, he suddenly heard a sound, it was the sound of the key unlocking, and with a bang, the cell door opened, revealing a faint light.

A wooden basin was thrown on the turquoise ground, and the cell door slammed shut, and the room was still dark.

The dry and hard toothy dough cake has now become a supreme delicacy, Li Mao gnawed with relish, and wanted to have a little wine, this thought just flickered, and was snuffed out by him, ridiculous, if there is wine and meat, is it still called imprisonment?

After gnawing the dough, Li Mao continued to stand facing the wall, until his physical strength was exhausted again, and when he was about to lose his support, the cell door opened again, and another wooden basin was thrown in, this time Li Mao did not pounce on the wooden door, but pounced on the person who opened the door.

Although his physical strength was exhausted, this long-standing move was still amazingly powerful, and the person who opened the door was unprepared, and he was punched in the nose, and he fell to the ground on his back with a sigh.

Li Mao took the opportunity to break out, outside is a narrow tunnel, every fifteen steps to dig a hole in the wall, standing an oil lamp, the oil lamp is dim, but it still makes Li Mao suffer a lot for a long time in the dark, his eyes can't adapt to the light, stinging tears, just when he rubbed his eyes, an iron chain volleyed into the air and put it around his neck, randomly Li Mao was dragged to the ground like a dead tree with broken roots, and four or five wolf-like prisoners pounced on Li Mao with short sticks.

"Stop." Someone shouted, and the cold voice echoed in the dim and empty tunnel, which was particularly eerie. At this moment, the wooden stick closest to Li Mao's ear door is only five inches left!

The two big men set up the exhausted Li Mao, dragged him through the long tunnel, and led him into a black room filled with the smell of fireworks, a black room, still a black room, but a hundred times brighter than a prison cell, at least there was a light in the room. Li Mao was placed on a special Hu chair, with a bookcase three feet open in front of him, an oil lamp lit on the desk, and a brick wall in front of the brick wall, and a young man in his early twenties.

"Captain of the Tang Dynasty, Captain of the Left Jinwu and the Marquis of the Right Zhong, the Department of Yunzhou Jiedu with him, the envoy of the Gushan Town Bureau of the Qingqing Navy, and the captain of the cavalry Li Mao, do you know what you are invited to come for?" The young man asked nonchalantly.

"I don't know."

"I don't know, okay, let me tell you, you broke into the inner house of the military capital Yu Marquis Yan Yan without permission, stole property and injured him, you can plead guilty."

"Who are you?"

"Pinglu Military Prison Magistrate Qiu Rong."

"I'm not guilty, I've been to Yan's house, but I didn't break in without permission, I only went to save people."

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! The young man clapped his hands, and the room was instantly brightly lit, as bright as day, and the four pots of charcoal fire were burning. Li Mao found that there were countless strange-shaped torture instruments hanging in the air around him, and a cold wind blew, and those strange-shaped, chilling torture instruments made a chaotic noise.

"There have been deputy envoys, judges, assassins, and heads of capitals who have sat on this chair, and there are Jiangyang heroes, green forest heroes, famous ladies, county wives, and even royal relatives, they have made strange mistakes and done different things, but there is one thing, as long as they sit on this chair, they will say what I ask them to say, I say one, they dare not say two."

Qiu Rongyou walked behind Li Mao, leaned into his ear, and asked coldly: "Let me ask you again: Did you break into the Yan family without permission, rob money and hurt people?" ”

Li Mao said: "No." ”

"So, what were you doing that night?"

"I don't know what night you're asking, I can't remember how long I've been in the black cell."

"Okay, if you don't say it, I have a way for you to say it."

Qiu Rong waved his hand, and four strong men in leather aprons surrounded him, each of them holding a tray in his hand, on which were razors, hand saws, awls, tweezers, pliers, hooks, drills, long needles, curved needles, steel thorns, and silver thistles...... The variety is abundant and dazzling.

Li Mao let out a sigh and closed his eyes, since he entered the black prison, he had thought that there would be this day, this is an era that is not suitable for the survival of heroes.

A piercing pain came from his right elbow, and in an instant his entire right arm became numb, Li Mao frowned, opened his eyes, and saw that a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair was inserted in his right elbow.

"Does it hurt, I'm helping you, so that you don't have incontinence under severe pain."

Li Mao snorted a trace of disdain in his nose, and he stared at the young man from the previous year with wide eyes, staring at his hands to see what tricks he could play.

Qiu Rong rubbed his hands and smiled faintly, his well-maintained hands hovered over the four plates for a while, and his index finger and thumb landed on something similar to a later red wine corkscrew.

"This is for drilling bones, aren't your bones very hard, let's drill and see."

Two assistants in leather skirts picked up Li Mao's trouser legs, Qiu Rong picked up a glass of wine, and slowly poured it on Li Mao's left knee, and a strong man immediately placed a wooden basin under Li Mao's legs.

"I'm going to drill, if you have a kind of silence, if you say something, I'll treat you as a loser."

Li Mao took a deep breath and said with a smile: "If I don't say anything, you will lose." ”

Qiu Rong nodded and said, "Okay, if I lose, I'll invite you to drink." ”

He knelt down on both knees, and focused on the strange-shaped torture instrument aimed at Li Mao's knee, and a bone-chilling cold instantly flowed through Li Mao's body, making him paralyzed, he clenched his teeth, but he no longer had the courage to look directly at his knees that were about to break.

"Alright."

A voice sounded behind Li Mao, followed by the rustle of cowhide boots rubbing against the ground, which looked very strange in the empty torture room. Li Mao felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"Why are you here?" Qiu Rong smiled and stood up, still holding the strange torture instrument in his hand.

"He drank in the inn that night, and he didn't disperse until the second watch, and the shopkeeper can testify that he was not the one who broke into Yan's house and robbed money." Li Mao heard it, it was Zhao Jinglai.