Under the dim candlelight, Lin Zhiwu straightened his back and took a long breath: "It's finally written." ”

When the guards heard him, they immediately walked towards him.

"King Yan has ordered, you must write out the production methods of the three weapons today, otherwise don't want to eat and sleep."

"Yes, yes, there are three kinds." Lin Zhiwu put down the pen impatiently, but his hand did not take off the pen.

When the guard bent down to get the paper on the case, Lin Zhiwu quickly stabbed the hard upper end of the brush at the guard.

However, as soon as he made a move, he felt the power in his hand suddenly disappear, and his arm became limp.

The guards easily restrained him.

"Huh!"

The guard let out a sneer, and then shook it hard, and Lin Zhiwu flew out.

Seeing Lin Zhiwu hit the wall and slide down, his expression was painful, the guard did not show any soft-hearted expression, and his voice was very cold: "It's really beyond my strength."

"King Yan had long expected that you would not be so obedient, so he ordered me to add medicine to the water you drank.

"You're like those powerless scholars now, and you can write.

"Want to use force? Hehe, then don't think about it, let's save some effort to eat.

"Hahaha......"

The guard's undisguised ridicule made Lin Zhiwu angry, and he clenched his fists involuntarily, but felt a burst of pain.

He let go of his hand and looked down to see that both palms had been ground out with blood.

Damn it.

Lin Zhiwu gritted his teeth and slowly stood up.

"Be honest with me." After the guard put down the sentence, he went out of the inner room.

Then, Lin Zhiwu heard the sound of the door opening.

The footsteps were gone, and silence returned to the surroundings.

Lin Zhiwu limped to the side of the bed and sat down slowly, he habitually touched his waist, but he felt empty.

By the way, everything on his body was taken away by Li Yi, and he couldn't take a look at it if he wanted to.

A lonely look appeared in Lin Zhiwu's eyes, how long would he stay in this dark stone room?

When will my cousin find here?

Xiao Yu'er should know the news of his disappearance by now, right?

She'll come to his rescue, right?

He wanted to go out, wanted to kill Li Yi, and avenge Erhu and Yahuan.

Although he didn't know who the maid who died for him in Li Yi's mouth, she died because of him after all, so he also wanted to avenge her.

Unfortunately, he didn't know if he would be able to get out of here alive......

Just when Lin Zhiwu was thinking nonsense, Li Yi suddenly walked in and smashed a stack of papers in his hand on Lin Zhiwu's face.

Before Lin Zhiwu could react, his neck was choked by Li Yi.

"Ahem...... Put...... Open ......"

Li Yi's face showed a fierce light, and the strength in his hand gradually strengthened: "Stinky boy, I warned you, don't play tricks with me, otherwise I will make your life worse than death."

"Are you laughing at me or fooling me with these simple bow and arrow transformations you wrote?

"I don't want simple weapons, I want firearms, more powerful weapons.

"I warn you one last time, don't write simple, write me how to make firearms, write more complex and powerful weapons."

"Hmm......" Lin Zhiwu grabbed Li Yi's wrist with both hands, and wanted to break Li Yi's hand, but he couldn't shake it.

He had to struggle desperately, and conveyed what he wanted to say to Li Yi with his eyes: Let go of me.

When Li Yi saw Lin Zhiwu rolling his eyes in pain, he hurriedly let go of his hand.

Finally freed, Lin Zhiwu hurriedly opened his mouth and breathed heavily, but he was too eager and coughed again: "Ahem......"

Li Yi stood aside and looked at his embarrassed appearance, unmoved: "You better remember what I just said, otherwise next time, I will never let you go like this." ”

Hearing this, Lin Zhiwu stood up abruptly and looked directly at Li Yi: "Bastard, you want the method of making firearms, and if you want more powerful weapons, you should have said it earlier."

"Why do you say write down all the weapons I know how to make them? If you say that, I must have started from a simple beginning......"

Halfway through the scolding, he took another sharp breath and continued to scold: "You didn't express yourself clearly, so I wasted my strength in vain, and you still have the face to be angry at me?" Yes?

"You're a bastard, shameless!"

Faced with the sudden angry scolding of the prisoner under the stairs, Li Yi was stunned for a moment, what is this kid doing?

After reacting, Li Yi felt very annoyed, raised his hand and wanted to pinch Lin Zhiwu's neck again: "Stinky boy, are you looking for death?" ”

Lin Zhiwu didn't dodge or dodge, and even stretched his neck over: "Why, if you do something wrong, you put the blame on me, and you are not allowed to say it?" ”

"You ......" Li Yi's eyes erupted with anger, but his raised hand paused in midair.

Lin Zhiwu held his head high and bravely looked at Li Yi, like a warrior on the battlefield, facing the killing without fear.

The two fought secretly with their eyes for a long time, and in the end, Li Yi looked away first, and he said: "Okay, forget it this time, you come here, and now write me how to make firearms." ”

Lin Zhiwu stood still and didn't move, but stretched out his hands and spread his palms: "My hand is injured, and I can't write until the injury is healed." ”

Hearing this, Li Yi looked at his hand.

The next moment, Li Yi spoke ruthlessly: "It's just that the skin is scratched and there is some blood, which doesn't affect the pen and writing at all, don't think about being lazy, come over to me." ”

The last sentence, Li Yi almost shouted.

Lin Zhiwu seemed to be frightened: "Write it, write it, what roar?" ”

So, Lin Zhiwu walked slowly behind the bookcase and reached for the pen.

But as soon as he picked up the pen, the pen fell out of his hand.

Lin Zhiwu spread his hands: "Look, my hand is very painful, and I can't hold the pen at all." ”

As soon as Li Yi saw it, he knew that he was playing tricks, rushed over and grabbed his hand, and roughly stuffed the pen into his hand.

Then he took his hand with one hand and slammed it hard.

Lin Zhiwu screamed in pain: "Ah, it hurts, let go, let go of ......"

Li Yi didn't listen, but increased his strength: "Can you hold it now?" ”

Lin Zhiwu: "...... Yes. ”

"Write it to me right away." Li Yi let go of Lin Zhiwu's hand.

"Bang!"

The brush slipped from Lin Zhiwu's hand and fell on the white paper, drawing an ugly black line.

The pressure subsided, but the pain remained.

Lin Zhiwu opened his palm, stretched his fingers, and then endured the pain, picked up the brush again, and wrote on the paper.

Li Yi was originally supervising Lin Zhiwu on the side, but looking at it, he got angry again, and slapped his palm on the case: "Lin Zhiwu, what do you want to do?"

"This word is crooked like an earthworm, who can read it?

"I warn you, don't play tricks, or I'll strangle you."

Hearing the last sentence, Lin Zhiwu showed a frightened expression and explained tremblingly: "I...... I didn't play tricks, my hands hurt too much, I couldn't write well. ”

"You ......" Li Yi was so angry that he wanted to hit someone again.

But the next moment, Li Yi calmed down and said to Lin Zhiwu: "Okay, you don't need to write, you can read it, let him write it." ”

After the words fell, Li Yi pointed to the guard next to him: "You come and write." ”

Lin Zhiwu obediently gave up his position, and after Li Yi gave the order, he began to read it.

However, Lin Zhi understood a formula that the ancients could not understand......