The silent dead man was imprisoned by Lu Ci in the abandoned firewood room in the mansion from the time he brought it back to the house, and it was just after noon, the sun was shining outside, but the inside of the firewood room was so dim that almost everyone who stepped into the footsteps was drowsy, the dry and old smell of firewood plundered every dark corner, and the fine pieces of wood on the ground were scattered and scattered.

"There is still such a place in Lu Mansion." The moment the servant pushed open the firewood door, Ling Xiao's eyes swept the room faintly with the bright light outside the house, and the stale smell of dust came to her face, she couldn't help but be surprised, but she still raised her feet and stepped in.

Lu Ci followed closely behind Ling Xiao, and didn't care about Ling Xiao's surprise: "This is normal, whose mansion can still have a firewood house?" ”

Ling Xiao's vision slowly regained its clarity, and without the blackness and discomfort she had when she first came in, she brushed away the dusty spider silk in front of her with her hand, and took every step with special care to avoid tripping over obstacles on the ground.

The seemingly abrupt three or two lonely spots of light cleverly decorated the flat haystack under the broken window, and the person whose hands and feet were bound by ropes next to the haystack was the dead man who distressed Lu Ci, although he did not move, his mind was unusually lucid. For the few people who appeared in front of him, he didn't bother to look at it, it was all air. Lu Ci half-squatted down, grabbed his torn and bloodstained shirt, and looked up at Ling Xiao who was standing on the side, his eyes obviously asking what to do next.

"Lu Ci, this is what you are trying to do with the prisoner? You're abusing him. Jiang Tingxue pointed to the person who was embarrassed from head to toe, and let out a heartfelt sigh.

"It's just that the skin and flesh are bitter, and if it's not in the way, you should give him a leg up." As he spoke, Lu Ci stretched out his other hand and patted the man's face, the crisp and rhythmic slap echoed in the darkness, and the man was alive in Lu Ci's hand as if he had become a plaything without physical consciousness. But that person didn't know that when he fell into Ling Xiao's hands, he would have to be baptized by spiritual consciousness and have a happy life like a madman, not a god.

Ling Xiao looked at the unfortunate ghost's face with a few more bruises, and his left eye even became almost the same as that of a panda, thinking that it must be this Lu Ci who had served with his fists again during the morning interrogation. "Take him outside, and it's time to see the sun." After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he walked out with Jiang Tingxue.

The four things that Ling Xiao needed had been prepared by Lu Ci's subordinates, and the two goats with white beards were being restrained and free by a small green pine, swinging their slightly old heads in the soft sunlight, "bleating" intermittently, and the sheep's hooves stepped on the green moss for a while.

The blinding light shot straight into the eyes that had not seen the light for a long time, forcing the dead man to close his eyes quickly. Ling Xiao instructed his subordinates to tie the soles of the dead man's feet outward to the mottled bench and place them in an open place. Lu Ci looked confused, and he didn't know what tricks Ling Xiao wanted to play, but he had a hunch and thought it should be interesting. He didn't miss out on interesting things, and he wanted to do it himself, which is why he quickly took action. Those subordinates were idle for a while, looking forward to this interrogation scene with curiosity.

Ling Xiao saw that the person had been tied, so he started the next step: "Take off all his shoes and socks, and fix his calf firmly." ”

"My feet stink." Lu Ci held the socks that had just been taken off from the man's feet between his fingers, and deliberately made a slightly exaggerated expression of disgust, which made several idle people cover their mouths and snicker.

Jiang Tingxue glanced at Lu Ci and raised her eyebrows: "Who is to blame for the things I took over." ”

"Xiao Xiao, what are you going to do?" After finishing handling things, Lu Jingxing walked out of the corridor and saw Lu Ci holding a sock in his hand, knowing in his heart that this was Ling Xiao's idea, and he was full of interest for a while.

Lu Jingxing's magnetic voice came into the ears of those leisurely subordinates, and they immediately suppressed their smiles and became respectful: "Mansion Master." ”

"You'll find out later." The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth showed a sly smile, although the smile was sly, it was dazzling in the early summer sun.

The golden cinnamon-like honey finally smeared the soles of the man's feet, and the two goats, who had been idle for most of the hour, finally entered the arena and became one of the protagonists of the scene.

"Xiao Xiao, how did you come up with this method, you look at his expression, it's really interesting." The two goats were concentrating on licking the honey from the man's feet, while the man was trying to hold back his bruised cheeks, keeping himself from laughing. Jiang Tingxue saw it in his eyes, and he felt uncomfortable for him. However, the goat's tongue is already full of fleshy thorns, and the honey is used as bait and lubricant at the same time, and the tongue cuts the soles of the feet, which is extremely itchy, and it is not easy to pass by holding it back. This is just the beginning, it's just that the facial expressions are weirdly distorted, and after a while, you can see the results.

Ling Xiao stood under the eaves, not much interested in what kind of expression the man had, because it was all expected by her. She turned her head sideways to Jiang Tingxue and replied, "This is not something I can think of, this is a punishment, called 'laughing punishment', and I also admire the person who invented this punishment." Ling Xiao knew that there were countless European nobles who died in this punishment at that time, and it would not hurt the skin and muscle of the person receiving the punishment, but it could make people suffocate to death with laughter, so it was named "laughing punishment", a real death sentence. Now this death sentence was only used by Ling Xiao, and it was not enough to kill people in a short period of time, but it was enough for this dead man to speak.

The person on the bench had not yet laughed, but Lu Ci, who was holding the sheep rope, laughed heartily first, as if the person who was tortured was not a dead man, but he Lu Ci. Those few lively subordinates also couldn't hold back the smiles on their faces, but because Lu Jingxing, the lord of the mansion, was here, they didn't dare to make a mistake.

Lu Jingxing stared at Ling Xiao mildly and smiled faintly: "Xiao Xiao's method is really good, it is very suitable for dealing with such a person, but it must not be used for others, it is detrimental to human dignity." ”

"This kind of damage trick is also a last resort." Ling Xiao was a little helpless, if it weren't for the imminent pursuit of the mastermind, she would never have used this kind of punishment, not only insulting the personality of the tortured, but also torturing people's energy, this punishment is detrimental to human nature.

At this moment, the dead man has really entered a state of fluttering immortal and ecstasy, the sun is dizzy, the sheep's tongue is itching, even if he is a burly and magnificent man, I am afraid that he will not be able to withstand such a toss. In the end, the nerves that had been tense for half a cup of tea relaxed like a broken string, and the laughter was like the water of the Yellow River bursting its banks, inexorably flooding all around, wave after wave, wave after wave, and the constant reverberation echoed around the clearing, drifting farther and farther.

There are more and more people who come to watch when they smell the laughter, such a strange bustle attracts the most attention, how could they miss it, it didn't take long for this place to be surrounded by a circle. Lu Jingxing, who was standing next to Ling Xiao, let them watch this funny show, Lu Jingxing has always been generous to the people in the house. Here he and Ling Xiao can be as calm as usual, and Jiang Tingxue has already squeezed his body into the circle of people. At this moment, Lu Ci was so happy that he kept stomping on the ground, and the hand holding the goat rope completely lost his strength, and he only felt a pain in his stomach like a dead man.

"Lu Ci! What a system! Lu Bo stared at Lu Ci who was smiling with a dark face. As soon as he returned home, he noticed the commotion in the backyard, and when he got closer and listened, there were two kinds of laughter, one of which seemed to be very familiar, and now he came to look away from the crowd, and it was really his own son who was messing around, and he was not angry for a while.

The crowd that was originally laughing and talking tightly closed their mouths after hearing Lu Bo's reprimand. Lu Ci heard a stirring sound, and suddenly laughed, and was unprepared for a while, but he couldn't get out of his breath, and he choked himself, and he held back for a long time before he came to his senses. Lu Ci, who came back to his senses, protested dissatisfiedly: "My father, I'm doing business, don't you always scare me like this, okay?" ”

"You're fooling around! You even got two sheep to toss with you. You still don't disperse, you have nothing to do? Lu Bo's voice was mixed with the laughter of the dead man, which seemed a little weird. Lu Ci's behavior has made Lu Bo a little suspicious of life, and he wonders how he gave birth to such a son, and he just messed around, but he also took a group of subordinates in the house, broke the rules that should be followed, and messed up the etiquette that should be remembered.

Everyone was reprimanded by Lu Bo, running faster than anything else, and the tight circle of people who slipped away had disappeared. Lu Bo turned his head sideways, and then he saw that Lu Jingxing and Ling Xiao were standing in front of the chai door, and he was so angry by Lu Ci that he didn't even see Jiang Tingxue who was mixed in the crowd, which was equivalent to him reprimanding Jiang Tingxue together. "Miss Cousin, I'm sorry, please forgive me." Lu Bo was embarrassed, and finally went to Lu Jingxing after making amends to Jiang Tingxue: "Mansion master, this is?" ”

"Investigate the murderer behind the scenes, you are wrong to blame Lu Ci." Lu Jingxing stood with his hands in his hands and explained.

Lu Bo had a hint of suspicion in his eyes, it was the first time he had seen such an investigation of the murderer, and he was a little more curious about who came up with this ridiculous method. "Mansion Master, if it's okay, I'll go first." Lu Bo took a deep look at the person on the bench who was laughing painfully, and then shifted his gaze to glare at Lu Ci, who was leading the sheep, and finally left.

"Lu Ci, it's okay." Ling Xiao saw that the man had laughed enough, and if he continued to laugh, if he was suffocated, everything would be wasted.

The two goats did not seem to have satisfied their appetite, and with two pitiful little eyes, they were led under the tree. And the dead man who had stopped laughing was lying on the bench with his whole body paralyzed, and he had long since lost any strength.

Lu Ci looked leisurely, holding the jar of golden and clear honey slowly stirring in front of the dead man's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were sly and proud: "Now I can tell the master, who sent you, right?" ”