Chapter 155: Black Ice Terrace
Jia Huan was almost unable to walk for a moment, and he couldn't move up his legs.
Wang Yan looked at it and snorted, "Now you know that you're afraid?" Are you really a fool of me up and down the Black Ice Table? But I don't want to make a noise. First, none of you wealthy families are clean. Niu Jizong was able to inherit the title at the beginning, and it was similar to your methods. The royal is even more ...... Also, your job is too rough, and if you weren't lucky, you would have met one of the best substitutes, huh. Dong Qianhai is also very wronged, the first martial arts sect in the world, and he still hacks people to death with a knife when he kills people? It's a big joke. β
When Jia Huan heard this, he exhaled a long breath, looked at Wang Yan innocently with a pair of eyes, and said, "Grandpa Wang, what are you talking about?" The kid didn't understand it at all. β
"Hahaha!"
Wang Yan was not annoyed, nodded and said, "Yes, it is always a good thing to have this kind of defense. There is also such a trick in the means of clichΓ©s in my black ice platform. Okay, since you want to go and see that Dong Qianhai, I'll take you to take a look, and see what tricks you can play, so that he will be willing to take the blame for you. β
Jia Huan laughed twice, bypassed the topic, and said, "Grandpa Wang, Grandma Wang hasn't visited yet." β
The smile on Wang Yan's face suddenly lightened, and he said lightly: "After a hundred years, you can go underground to visit my old woman." β
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Like the Zongren Mansion, the yamen of the Black Ice Terrace was also set up in the Imperial City, but in the northwest corner.
After entering the imperial city from Shunyi Gate, Jia Huan's black cloud carriage and Wang Yan's carriage drove directly there. Behind the Black Ice Terrace, leaning on it is the Ting Palace.
Compared to the Zongren Mansion. The yamen of the Black Ice Platform is much more low-key.
However, the walls and gatehouse are also much higher.
Moreover. The walls are not made of blue bricks, but mostly yellow granite.
Loomingly, there are quite a few dense shooting holes in the corners of the walls, from which crossbow arrows and strong bows can be fired.
From the point of view, Jia Huan didn't find any blind corners to dodge anyway.
The stone carvings placed in front of the gate are finally not stone lions, and they seem to be somewhat similar to the legendary Diting Divine Beast.
It's similar to the function of the Black Ice Terrace, which is to monitor the world.
After entering the door, there is no imaginary ghost crying wolf howling. There is also no spooky feeling.
It's almost the same as following up with ordinary government offices.
The poor people dressed in black bird brocade clothes who come and go seem to be mostly characters who have not practiced martial arts.
This is the black ice platform that silences the whole world?
"Pouting what? Are you disappointed? β
Wang Yan's voice came, causing Jia Huan to froze for a moment.
It's strange, obviously walking in front, how can the old man see him pouting?
Jia Huan laughed twice and said, "Grandpa Wang, you have a good environment here, the sun is abundant, and the atmosphere is quite friendly." It's a bit of a surprise to the kid. β
Wang Yan snorted, didn't explain anything, and continued to lead the way.
It can be seen that the status of the old man is very high. All those who passed by him or by him stood up and saluted.
This made Jia Huan also a fake tiger.
After walking for a short distance, the two were finally about to enter the right place.
In front of a thick iron gate. After several expressionless soldiers in heavy armor saluted Wang Yan, they repeatedly probed Jia Huan. Only then did they use a noose to wring the small but heavy iron door.
The iron door was twisted, and a cold air came from the narrow tunnel.
Jia Huan felt a chill in his heart when he saw it. In this kind of place, Dong Mingyue's Nizi still wants to come to rob the prison, not to mention whether she can get here.
Even if you walk in, is it possible to open the door?
Even if it's opened, will she be able to get out?
With just a few strong bows and crossbows to block here, who can rush out?
Without saying much, Jia Huan's mouth was tightly closed, and he followed Wang Yan in.
In the dark dungeon, in the long tunnel, the dim light reflected a pair of green or red eyes in the dungeon rooms on both sides.
Looking at the sad face and crazy eyes, Jia Huan only felt that his legs were a little weak again.
"Humph!"
Wang Yan snorted lightly, and the faces of the onlookers on both sides of Jia Huan disappeared instantly.
"Remember, you can only suppress the wicked if you are more evil than him. Otherwise, you just have to take a step back, and they will be able to pounce on you and tear you to shreds even more brazenly. β
Wang Yan said flatly.
Jia Huan nodded heavily, and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa Wang, I remember." Next time, the kid will never be so embarrassed again. β
Wang Yan had a smile on his face and said, "I'm not afraid of losing face, I'm afraid of not growing, it's good that you can understand this." β
Continue to go down, but strangely enough, the further back on, the better the prisoners' accommodation seems to be.
Even a single room appeared, and the lights became brighter and brighter, and Jia Huan even saw that some people were actually holding a book and tasting it slowly with tea......
This......
"The more brutal the person is on the surface, in fact, this kind of person will not become a big thing. At most, it's just a matter of killing a few more people. For such people, several kinds of torture are used, and they will admit all those who should and should not be recruited.
But for some people, especially those with higher martial arts, torture is nothing to them. You are also considered to be a martial artist, you should understand that there is a more cruel torture in the world than practicing martial arts?
Therefore, it is useless to merely torture such a person. Punish them. β
Wang Yan didn't need to look back, he knew what Jia Huan was wondering about, but he didn't hesitate to give explanations.
Jia Huan was a little shocked and said: "Grandpa Wang, it turns out that you are all university questions!" β
Wang Yan chuckled lightly and said, "This is not bad, the insight of the world is naturally knowledge." β
There was nothing more to say, and after a few turns, the destination was finally reached.
Here's what counts...... Private room?
A few arm-thick butter candles illuminate the thirty-square-square room.
Clean rooms, beds, tables and chairs, bookcases, tea cups, there is no shortage of everything.
A tall middle-aged man, dressed in a thin white prison robe, with his hair pulled up, sat on a chair with a straight back, holding a book and reading.
Except that his hand holding the book was laborious and stiff, he was nothing unusual.
This is the world's first super-grade martial sect, the White Lotus Sect leader Dong Qianhai.
After waving away the Xuanyi guards who opened the door, Wang Yan looked at Jia Huan and said, "Do you want to give you a little separate space so that you can have a good chat with him?" β
Jia Huan smiled and said, "Then thank you Grandpa Wang." β
Wang Yan chuckled lightly and said, "You'd better remember one thing, although his tendons and tendons have been broken, kidneys. The sea of source gas has also been broken. However, the name of the world's No. 1 Martial Sect is by no means so simple. Even now, if he wants to kill you, I may not be able to stop you. Howsoever, will you meet him alone? β
Jia Huan smiled even more shyly, and said, "Grandpa Wang, don't worry, the kid never takes his life as a child's play." β
Wang Yan shook his head helplessly, said no more, and turned to leave.
After Wang Yan left, Jia Huan looked at Dong Qianhai again.
In this process, Dong Qianhai didn't even look at the two of them, but was just concentrating on reading.
"Jia Huan, a descendant of Rongguo, has seen Uncle Dong."
Jia Huan took a breath and bowed.
Dong Qianhai did not react.
Jia Huan didn't care, he straightened up, but didn't come closer, and continued: "Uncle Dong, are you worried about Sister Mingyue?" β
Dong Qianhai still didn't move.
Come to think of it, since there is a rebellion in the sect, it is not a big deal for these eagle dogs of the imperial court to know Dong Mingyue's name.
It's just that he didn't expect that Hei Bingtai would actually do this, looking for a little child to come and talk, contemptible, ridiculous!
Seeing that Dong Qianhai regarded him as nothing, Jia Huan was not discouraged at all, and said: "Uncle Dong, I know that you don't believe that I know Sister Mingyue, so, in order to make you believe, I specially asked Sister Mingyue's name." If it weren't for the inconvenience of entering here, I would have even brought the Qiushui Sword she had with me. Sister Mingyue said that the sword was a gift you gave her when she first learned swords at the age of five. At that time, she wasn't much taller than a sword. By the way, Sister Mingyue said that when she was a child, you always called her a good girl. β
Dong Qianhai finally put down the book in his hand, turned his head to look at Jia Huan, and his eyes were so terrifying in a pair of bright and terrifying eyes.
"Boom!"
Facing such a pair of eyes, Jia Huan only felt as if he was being hit hard by a sledgehammer in his head, and the whole person was dizzy.
He didn't believe what Wang Yan said just now, a hand tendon and leg tendon were picked off, and the kidney. The person whose source qi sea was broken could still kill him in front of Wang Yan, a great master.
Now, Jia Huan really believes it.
At this time, not to mention Dong Qianhai, it was a baby who had just been able to hold a knife, as long as he was in the right direction, he could be stabbed to death.
Horror, horror!
After a long time, Jia Huan slowly recovered from his "blindness", and only then did he realize that his face was full of tears.
If he looked in the mirror at this moment, he would also see how intense the horror on his face was......
"Tell me, what happened to Mingyue you?"
Dong Qianhai was not angry, and his tone was very flat.
With his thick eyebrows and big eyes, square mouth and wide nose, he looks extremely majestic.
Even the Niu Jizong that Jia Huan had seen seemed to be a little immature compared to him.
Jia Huan restrained his thoughts, then took out his handkerchief in embarrassment, wiped away the tears on his face, and then smiled: "Uncle Dong, Sister Mingyue is with my mother now, and my mother seems to recognize her as a righteous daughter." Of course, my mother didn't know her identity, I only told her that Sister Yue was caught by the government because of something at home, and I snatched her home. β
"So, the person who killed people that night and the moon saw was you?"
Dong Qianhai seemed to have believed Jia Huan's words, and then naturally deduced this matter.
Jia Huan's eyes blinked, and he blinked again, and he was finally sure that there were many more intelligent and wise people than him in this world.
Which of these high-ranking people is simple?
Jia Huan didn't deny it, nodded and said, "That's right, it was the junior who instructed someone to kill my uncle, as well as my cousin, and two cousins." β
It would be too petty to deny it at this time.
β¦β¦ (To be continued.) )