Chapter 482 doesn't hurt at all

Because Yuncheng has almost become an empty city, the small city in the middle of the night seems a little eerie and quiet. Occasionally, a group of Yanyun soldiers armed with torches and steel knives walked by, and there was hardly any sound except for the sound of neat footsteps. The flames dancing on the torches seemed to be trapped by the oppressive aura of the small city, and looked very small and pitiful in the quiet and deep night. The patrol was not large in number and quickly disappeared into the shadows.

Silence, if taken to the extreme, can also cause endless fear. If the day is better, the night itself is synonymous with sin, and no one will be able to stop walking in the darkness that can not be seen at a glance.

Meng Si, who successfully sent Wang Xue out of the city, took turns on the city wall, and he asked several of his men to return to their respective teams, so as not to reveal their identities, and sat on the city wall for a while, thinking that he would be able to make great achievements soon, the corners of Meng Si's mouth couldn't help but pick out a little pride.

People who are alone in the middle of the night have this experience, in order to resist the invasion of fear, the best way is to think crankily, try to think of some relaxed and pleasant things, such as which girl has become a first-class buttocks and breasts, which widow is tender and tender people can't help but want to grab a few handfuls, which family's little daughter-in-law walks with a waist like a water snake at a glance is a prodigal person, of course, you can also think about such a major event as the national economy and people's livelihood.

Meng Si is a timid person, in fact, he is more afraid of heights.

People who are afraid of heights are often afraid of the dark, and they are alone in the darkness of high places, and if they don't want to do something exciting, how can they survive the night.

It's just that there are no people in this city for a long time, which girl, which widow, which little daughter-in-law is not interesting even if you want to come up with flowers, after all, the more you think about it, the more thirsty you become, but the credit that is close at hand is very good to think about, and the more you think about it, the more people feel that their hearts are as bright as the day. With fame and a good future, doesn't it matter which daughter-in-law she wants, the widow and the little daughter-in-law can fiddle as much as they want?

When thinking of fame, it is inevitable to think of three wives and four concubines in the future, men's minds are so simple, and often thousands of ideas come to a woman.

Meng Si thought of the woman, and involuntarily stood up and looked at the private houses that could not be seen in the dark night in the city, and said in his heart that among the countless empty houses, he didn't know which household once had a sign in the drooling girl, who used to twist her waist like a water snake in the middle of the night. But now there are only 2,000 men in the city, not to mention Niu'er, and there is not a single female dog.

Thinking of this, Meng Si suddenly felt a shock in his heart.

The city was empty, the people's houses were idle, and the general Yan Yunjun named Luo Fu even said that if he really couldn't hold Yuncheng, he would burn it down, and he wouldn't keep it for Dou Jiande. If there was such a plan, why were the 2,000 soldiers still crammed into the tents of the county government and the school grounds? Why didn't the soldiers live in so many vacant houses?

Why?

Meng Si didn't dare to think deeper, because the more he thought about it, the colder he felt in his heart, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the surroundings became even darker, and he was like being alone in an ice cave, helpless and afraid. But he still couldn't help but wonder, why is this?

The answer came out of his mind, and his heart began to beat wildly. Meng Si's face turned pale with fright because of this answer, his body shook a few times, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the city wall so that he didn't fall, but the arm holding the city wall trembled more and more.

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, but he couldn't help but think about it.

The houses are empty but the soldiers are not allowed to live in them, and Luo Fu has plans to set fire to the city, why is this? After thinking about it, Meng Si only thought of one answer. That is, Luo Fu did not allow the soldiers to enter the private houses, because there were unspeakable secrets in the private houses.

What can be the secret?

Meng Si cursed in his heart, holding back his fear and uneasiness and withdrawing his hand holding the city wall, he knew what he had to do, it was a mistake to send Wang Xue out of the city before! Yuncheng is a hell, a hell arranged by Yanyun Village, waiting for General Su Dingfang to crash in with people! And he himself was the one who led Su Dingfang and the nearly 20,000 Xia troops under his command into hell.

No way!

Meng Si shouted in his heart, I must stop the disaster!

He suddenly remembered something, rushed to the straw man piled up on the side, and with a few random gouging of his hands, he found the rope from the inside. He told himself that he had to go down to the city, and he had to tell General Su Dingfang that Yuncheng was a trap, a trap that could bury 20,000 vanguard troops!

He trembled with the rope and walked to the wall, trying to tie it to the battlement, but his hands trembled so much that he couldn't tie the knot a few times. But he didn't stop, though his hands were shaking more and more.

He is afraid of heights, he is afraid of the dark, but he is even more afraid of death!

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Meng Si didn't know how he tied the rope around his waist, he looked at the swarthy city and closed his eyes, begging for good luck not to fall to his death, and then opened his eyes and prepared to climb down the city wall, but when he opened his eyes, he saw that there was one more thing in front of him.

A sharp and sharp iron chisel, I don't know when it quietly stretched out, the sharp chisel tip that could almost pierce the head of an ant was only a millimeter against his neck, Meng Si did not doubt at all that if he took a step forward with his eyes closed, the iron chisel could pierce his throat without even moving.

His Adam's apple couldn't help but move, and there was a kind of despair in his eyes.

He knew the iron drill as he knew the black robe of the man who held the iron drill that seemed to melt into the night. He knew this dress before he went south, and the general who sent them to Dongping County reminded them that there was a very terrifying detective yamen in Yanyun Village, called the Flying Tiger Fifth Division. The task of these flying tiger five tribes is to search and arrest spies, each of them has a good cultivation, they like to use a black sharp iron drill, they like to wear black robes, they belong to the night.

Therefore, when Meng Si saw the iron drill, he knew that he was finished.

Therefore, he immediately rushed forward, raised his chin, and slammed his throat into the iron drill in the hand of the black-clothed secret spy, but the sad thing is that his movements were far less fast than the official of the Military Inspection Department, the iron drill shrank back, and the left hand of the official was cut into Meng Si's neck fiercely.

Meng Si lost his instincts as soon as his eyes went dark, and before he fell into a coma, he suddenly found that the uniforms of the officers of the Military Inspectorate were very beautiful.

The deepest black robe was embroidered with a fiery red cloud on the cuffs.

Yanyun Village.

He instantly understood the meaning of the dress.

When Meng Si woke up, it was already dawn, and the morning sun shone a gentle light through the window on him, this feeling made people feel very comfortable, but Meng Si couldn't feel comfortable, because he found that he had been tied into a ball of flesh, his limbs, and legs were trapped, and when he woke up, an unbearable pain made him almost cry out, and the reason why he didn't shout out was because his jaw had been removed.

There were a few hoarse moans in his throat, and he struggled to sit up, leaning against the wall before feeling better, but his heart trembled when he saw his hands and feet. He didn't know how long he had been tied, his arms had turned blue, and he knew that if he didn't untie the ropes, he was afraid that those two arms and legs would be finished.

But he couldn't shout, and he couldn't stand up.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a few hoarse moans, very familiar, exactly the same as the sound that had just been squeezed out of his throat.

Meng Simeng looked back, and saw that not far from his side, several of his subordinates who followed him south were all there, tied up like meat balls, looking at him with panic and sadness in their eyes, so helpless.

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I don't know how long it took, a few struggling to move together to seek comfort and warmth suddenly brightened up, the door opened, the sunlight squeezed in from the door that gradually pushed open, and several of their eyes were a little stinging for a moment, a tall figure appeared at the door full of sunlight, because the door was too bright, so this person looked a little dark, black and couldn't see anything clearly, and after getting used to it for a while, they found out that this was a handsome middle-aged man, they all knew each other.

It was Luo Fu, and he was the one who led the two thousand Yanyun troops to garrison Yuncheng.

Luo Fu only glanced at them at the door, and then turned around and walked away. Not long after, more than a dozen black-clothed military guards rushed in and dragged Meng Si and the others out. When Meng Si went out, he found that this was not a county office, but an inconspicuous house, and then, the scene he saw made his eyes widen instantly.

In the courtyard of this private house, there were soldiers of the Yanyun Army wearing black leather armor, one by one, looking at them with cold eyes.

The yard is full of soldiers!

In an instant, Meng Si knew that he had guessed correctly. There were not only two thousand Yanyun troops in Yuncheng at all, before they arrived, there were already large groups of soldiers entering Yuncheng and scattering into the houses, Yuncheng that looked empty was actually a huge barracks!

Meng Si, who was dragged away, felt a burst of sadness and despair in his heart, he knew that not only was he finished, but he was afraid that the nearly 20,000 pioneer battalion brothers under the command of General Su Dingfang outside the city were also finished, and a huge trap was in front of them, and because of himself, this huge trap turned into a fragrant pie.

After a short time, Meng Si and the others were dragged into another courtyard, and then their mandibles were lifted up and connected, and they regained their ability to speak.

There were two people standing in the courtyard, one of them was Luo Fu, and the other was a young man in a blue Confucian shirt who looked very elegant and handsome, and they had never seen each other.

"The reason why I'm not in a hurry to kill you is because I still want to know something."

The man in the Confucian shirt sat down on the chair and said gently: "I'll ask, you answer, whoever says it in the most detail and clearly, I will let people untie you, in fact, it's too late to untie you now, but after the massage of the blood, your limbs can still be saved." ”

"You're lying!"

Meng Si took a sip, he knew that the man in the Confucian shirt was lying. As a prisoner, how can he still survive?

Luo Fu shook his head and whispered a few words. A black-clothed military guard came over and squatted down beside Meng Si, drew a dagger, and then grabbed Meng Si's arm and slashed it on it, and a stream of extremely thick blood gushed out. Meng Si was shocked because he found that he didn't feel pain! The military guard held his arm expressionlessly, and then cut off a finger with a dagger, Meng Si couldn't help but shudder, but he still didn't feel the pain!

This kind of pain is not painful, but it is countless times more frightening than pain.

"You see, if you don't loosen the ties, your limbs will be useless. Is anyone willing to answer my question now? If you wish, I can order you to loosen the tie and massage the blood. ”

"I do!"

A frightened Xia Jun spy with a face like white paper roared and touched his head to the ground.

"I do, too!"

"I say! I say it all! ”

Except for Meng Si, several other people shouted in horror. Luo Fu glanced at Meng Si expressionlessly, and then waved his hand. Immediately, several military guards raised their heads and walked out of the courtyard, and soon heard a wail. The military guards with bloody knives walked back as if they had done nothing just now.

The man in the Confucian shirt asked a few words, and these Xia army spies scrambled to speak, lest they speak slowly. When he couldn't ask anything anymore, the man got up and left, not even looking at the spies of the Xia army. At this time, the military guard who had just killed someone smiled gloomily and said, "Let's go, I'll go and give you a massage to live blood." ”

He smiled and said, "I promise it doesn't hurt at all, really." ”