It was very quiet, the light was turned off, Tang He couldn't see anything, groped his way to the bed, and then sat down.

Stepping barefoot on the soft carpet, she moved her toes, and she didn't feel sleepy.

Where did Songfu go?

In Chuanrang City, in the prison, the half-dead members of the Guangyi Society were fed small dark blue fruits when they were unconscious.

A pillar of incense past.

Songfu put the prisoner's record book in his hand into the small cabinet, watched the guards drag the prisoner in, and prepared to use thick hemp rope to fix the unconscious prisoner on the chair.

"No, just let him sit in a chair. Go out and stay five meters away from the door. ”

The guards closed the door as they were told, and the footsteps faded away.

*

Suddenly there was a light in front of me, and I wanted to close my eyes, but my eyelids lifted uncontrollably.

Something was rattling and tearing apart my consciousness, and I almost threw it up, and I did, my throat burned with the yellow liquid in my stomach, and my tongue felt a smell of blood.

It's a person.

The man was holding a lamp and wearing gray clothes.

I couldn't see his face clearly, and my first thought was to run away, but I couldn't move my body at all.

This body doesn't look like mine, it's a rock at all, and I can't leave it when the real me is locked in.

After a moment of relaxation, there was a hot stinging pain all over my body, which made me almost pass out, and my eyes closed, but once again they opened uncontrollably.

"You're from the Illuminati?"

An extremely hoarse voice came out of my mouth: "Yes." ”

"What are you responsible for? What have you done? ”

I don't want to say it, but I never expected that after all kinds of torture, I would answer one by one: "Make trouble." Go to a crowded place, claim to be a native of the Sand Country, take the initiative to provoke, and if you kill someone, you will have an additional reward. I killed someone. ”

Perhaps, I can't hold on anymore.

If he asks what he wants to know, he'll give me a good time.

"Do you know Li Ransheng?"

"Yes."

"Where is he?"

"Linguo...... Boundary. "I felt like I couldn't hold on.

Perhaps sensing my weakness, the man in gray threw a bucket of water on me.

The instant cold made me shiver, and I didn't have any anger, just glad it wasn't salt water this time.

"Exact location."

It's really cold. Most of my clothes were torn, and out of the corner of my eye, I could see my knees red with blood.

"A couple of small towns close to the border...... I don't know much more about ......."

The man in gray sighed, put down the oil lamp, and took off his clothes to cover me.

"Little girl," the man in gray wiped his hand against my blood-stained and muddy face, his movements extremely gentle, and his tone so calm and incredibly peaceful, "what else do you know? Tell me something useful. Something about the Kogi-kai. ”

When I heard the word "little girl", I cried as a woman.

Fragments of coercion and temptation and all kinds of torture flashed in my mind.

Luckily, I'm flat-chested, thin, and ugly.

So just beaten, beaten non-stop.

"Left Envoy...... Li Ransheng is responsible for disturbing the border......"

He wiped it for a long time, but he couldn't wipe away my tears, and instead combed my messy hair.

"Right Envoy...... There has never been a ......"

"How do you know?"

"I'm leading three people to make trouble, so I'll know some special news...... My sister is a ...... of love."

"Stop, where are you talking about the head of the sect?"

The brain is dizzy, and after a moment of wakefulness, there is extreme tiredness.

He fed a red fruit to my mouth, and the sweet taste exploded instantly, and I took a deep breath, and the fresh fragrance filled my heart.

I felt that I had strength again: "Sand country, recently came to Cao country to lead people to make trouble, and there are some very strange people under me. ”

"Strange people?"

"Always digging ......"

The Men in Gray have a lot of problems, and I don't understand what they do for knowing this. After all, the Guangyi Society is very powerful, and the things that should be done are over, and the people of the government will torture and torture our group of minions to invite credit.

"Have you ever seen Li Ransheng?"

The dim light of the oil lamp illuminated half of the gray man's body, and I saw half of his face, and everything else was so dark.

My eyes widened involuntarily because I didn't feel any pain anymore and my mind became clearer. But I couldn't move, I could only see the general situation of the dimly lit hut.

A small cupboard, a chair I sat on, a lamp, a barrel, a man in gray. Nothing else.

"I've seen it once, and the left envoy is wearing a mask."

"Last question, do you know Chi Apple?"

"What apples ......"

The hand that combed my hair slowly moved to my eyelids, closed my eyes, and heard his soft murmur in his ear: "Sleep, thank you for your hard work." ”

A strong sense of sleepiness hits.

I seemed to be free from the stone that held me in prison, from everything.

turned into a cloud......

*

The small red fruit can manipulate the user and excite the user for a short time.

The dark blue fruit is a replica of the small red fruit, which resembles a chronic poison. The city lord and the city lord's relatives basically took the dark blue fruit, and every two years, Songfu would find a way to send them the dark blue fruit that would continue their lives.

Chuan Rangcheng arrested the members of the Guangyi Society but did not interrogate a few words, because Songfu's Mu Yuanshen is special, and the news he asked about "Li Ransheng" and "Chi Apple", so even if it is the city lord, Songfu does not intend to inform the results of the interrogation.

Opened the door and shouted to the guard five meters away, motioning for him to drag the prisoner away.

"Replace the next one. Also, make another bucket of water. ”

One by one, Songfu interrogated a total of five people. It was basically determined that "Li Ransheng" was carrying out a mission on the border with the country.

And these five people, the city lord of Chuan Rang City has never been caught, and the prisoner record has been erased.

Because they specially selected the prisoners caught after the national teacher Le Qusen left, a small booklet copied by the national teacher would not have a big problem even if it was checked later.

At the end of the interrogation, the city owner left Songfu to drink some wine, but Songfu refused.

"What else do you need, just mention." The lord of the castle was very welcoming.

"I will. Let's get here tonight, I'll talk about it tomorrow, besides," Songfu put a small golden round fruit on the table, "this is for you." ”

The castlemaster was a little puzzled, but vaguely guessed what it was, and asked uncertainly, "What is this?" ”

"You can live longer, your father has eaten it."

The eyes of the old city lord with gray sideburns and a slight baldness lit up: "Thank you! Thank you! My father mentioned it before, and I was amazed, but now I see it, it's really like gold! ”

The lord's father is one hundred and thirty-five years old this year, and he lives in seclusion in some unknown small village and town. During the New Year's holidays, when the city lord went to visit, he always secretly sighed that his father was in good spirits, and his hair volume was even more than that of himself, a fifty-year-old man.

Songfu nodded and took his leave.

The long hallway resounded with the sound of Jade Tuk banging on the ground.

Yutuke is a type of leather boot that is popular in Chuanrang Castle and Sand Country.

Before last year's conflict, it was common for the country and the country to sell goods to each other, but the castle is so close to the country that there are many similarities in clothing and food.

Songfu didn't go back directly to the house where he lived with Tang He, he walked alone, and then found a grass to lie down, looking indifferent.

The sky that has not changed for thousands of years, and the self that has not changed for thousands of years.

He didn't think that the short life of the city lord was pathetic, and he didn't think that the long life he had was something that many people couldn't ask for—everyone was just envious of others.

Songfu once tried to extend Tang He's life in a certain life, and what she did was probably something like "I picked some mountain fruits today, you can taste it" and "I didn't touch the pot of soup, really, you taste it, there is no change, right".

It's a pity that it failed.

In the middle of the night, Songfu tiptoed open the door, but saw Tang He sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking at him seriously.

"It's not a good boy who sleeps late." Song Fu smiled, in the dark, Tang He only saw him tidy up his gray clothes, paused for a moment, unbuckled his belt, and then folded all the clothes on his upper body and hugged him, "You can't see anything, right?" ”

"Well, you're black."

Songfu laughed in a low voice, he touched his left chest like dead wood, and agreed: "Indeed, I am black. Tang He, go to bed early, and leave for the border tomorrow. ”

"But there are a few more cities we haven't been to...... Have you found the news of Chi Ran? ”

"Yes, can you sleep now?"

Hearing this, Tang He yawned and fell asleep with the quilt in his arms.

Replacing the flowers and bones in the purse, Songfu crossed Tang He and took the quilt and pillow, and chose to rest.