Meng Zheng realized something, "You have a personal vendetta? ”

The medical officer at the Yellow Gate laughed again, he took off his robe and sat on the stool in the corner, poured himself a bowl of tea to drink, and said with an old god: "This is wrong. Announcing personal vendettas, the people of the four gates will never do it. There's nothing to do today. ”

Meng Zheng was about to speak, but he was taken by the catcher next to him who took the opportunity to stuff a mouthful of anesthetic, and suddenly felt that his tongue was stiff. Don't say words, even bite your tongue and kill yourself. Immediately afterwards, several brocade-clothed catchers quickly let go of the spies that blocked Bu Lie, and hung Meng Zheng above the cauldron.

The water in the pot boiled and tumbled, and the scorching steam instantly enveloped Meng Zheng. At this moment, his calmness was on the verge of collapse, and his mind was blank. All I could hear was the medical officer saying, "Be careful not to die." ”

A dead word made Meng Zheng calm down a little.

He is not afraid of death, he can't guess what tricks these people want to play, and he doesn't have to guess, he just accompanies them what they want to do.

Meng Zheng's rebuilt calm state of mind did not last long.

A brocade-clothed catcher said hatefully: "Those brocade-clothed catchers and Xuanmen craftsmen who were inserted into the six states of the rebel ministry are all because of this person. This account must be filled with life. ”

Another brocade catcher said quickly: "Anyway, it's a worthless person, and it's nothing to die." What's there, it's worth it. ”

The medical officer shook his head and said, "Death, easy." It's too cheap for him, how can he relieve the hatred in his heart. ”

When the words fell, Meng Zheng's heart was still steady. However, when several brocade catchers really threw him into the big boiling iron cauldron, he realized that this group of people was serious.

It's the middle of the moon now, and the temperature outside has dropped a little.

The torture chamber was newly built, renovated from an existing building, and there were no dark windows for special observation. But that's fine, with a little flexibility, you can still secretly observe what is going on inside.

A few tiles on the roof were uncovered, and the then Tianmen Chief Catcher and the two famous catchers were looking in one place, and there were also famous brocade clothes squatting next to them.

Lie Mubai was a little impatient, and tried his best to lower his voice and said, "It's a lot of trouble." ”

Liu Rufeng said with some disbelief: "Can it work?" ”

Xiao Yu, who was squatting on the side, scratched his head and said, "Theoretically...... It works. That's what they used to do when they looked at Brother Lu. A person like this has to destroy his spirit over and over again, give him hope, and then destroy, and then give hope and destroy again. Let them doubt themselves, let them become animals, either survive or be free, and think nothing else. ”

Whether it is to survive or to seek liberation, but whenever there is a demand, there is an exchange, this theory is correct.

Tan Tai Ling pursed her lips, and when she saw that the scene inside was starting to be a little disgusting, she shrank her head back.

Liu Rufeng also retracted his head and said, "Anyway, there is no loss." He is willing to spit out because we have earned it, and if he refuses to spit it out, we have also avenged. Take 10,000 steps back and say, and the monkey next to him, this chicken is not killed in vain. ”

Tang Tailing felt that there was something wrong with this, and after thinking about it, he felt that what he said was not wrong at all.

An indescribable smell came from the gaps in the uncovered tiles. Yutai Ling held his breath, got up and said, "I'll go back to my lord." ”

As the words fell, the man disappeared into the buildings.

Liu Rufeng rubbed his eyes and said, "Sister Ah Ling's light skills seem to have improved again. ”

Lie Mubai nodded and continued to observe the situation in the torture room.

On the other side, Tai Ling found Wan Wan in the treasury of Xuanmen.

Wan Wan was crouching between several boxes of thunderbolts when she heard footsteps and looked up. Seeing that it was the Tai Ling, he asked, "Did the person bring it back?" ”

Tan Tai Ling nodded and said, "I have taken it to the torture room." ”

Wan Wan looked up at the sky outside, "What time is it?" ”

Yutai Ling said: "Three moments. ”

It's so late.

Sure enough, time will pass faster when you get busy.

In the evening, a word came from the palace and handed Meng Zheng over to the Heavenly Gate. Wan Wan deliberately went into the palace to ask Zhao Zixuan what he meant, and after coming back, she discussed the way to interrogate Meng Zheng with the Tai Ling, and then she went to mention Meng Zheng's time with a brocade robe, and came to the treasury to continue to choose what to do.

Before you know it, it's time to be a child.

Wan Wan got up and said, "Go and see." ”

Tailing's footsteps were steady, "It's not early, adults should rest early if they are tired all day long." If there is news from the torture room, it will be replied immediately. ”

Wan Wan has been staying in Simen Mansion recently, yes, but she is not very tired. However, Tai Ling's busy feet did not touch the ground, and his eyes became more and more black.

Wan Wan patted her on the shoulder and said, "You go and rest." ”

It was rare that there was no hard support, and he turned around and went back almost immediately. - As long as she doesn't go back and smell it, she can say anything, let alone rest.

Wan Wan didn't know the inner activities of the Tailing, she looked at the back of the Tailing and sighed: This girl is really tired.

After sighing, Wan Wan stretched her muscles, closed the door of the storeroom, crossed the moonlight on the cool night with her toes, and jumped in the direction of the torture room.

It's not that she's worried about the progress, she's just curious about the operation of the iron pot stew.

It's a pity that Wan Wan only had time to take a look, and before she could observe the details, she was urgently summoned into the palace by a will.

When she received this will, Wan Wan subconsciously looked at the moon above her head.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Zixuan hasn't slept yet?

In the middle of the night, what did Zhao Zixuan do with her!

Soon, Wan Wan thought of a possibility, and before leaving, she specially asked Liu Rufeng for a bag of braised tofu.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Zixuan couldn't sleep and looked for her, so it was likely that she was going to drink and chat again. Bring your own pack of braised tofu to avoid drinking in the wind on an empty stomach.

Be prepared.

When Wan Wan saw Zhao Zixuan, what she thought was prepared became a superfluous move.

It turned out that it was not only Zhao Zixuan who didn't sleep in the middle of the night, but also a few courtiers.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed to be somewhat delicate. Several adults were more serious than one another, standing with their heads lowered but their faces were full of integrity, as if they were earning something. Zhao Zixuan's expression was indifferent, he took a book of origami and looked at it, and his normal state could no longer be normal.

After Wan Wan saluted, Zhao Zixuan opened his mouth and asked, "How is Meng Zheng?" ”

Hearing this, Wan Wan threw an unexpected look at Zhao Zixuan: Didn't you say that you would dispose of it casually and don't ask anything?

It's a pity that Zhao Zixuan's attention was on the folding text in his hand, and he didn't notice Wan Wan's eyes. But the people standing at the bottom turned their attention. Needless to say, these people are here for Meng Zheng.

Meng Zheng's collaborator with the enemy has been done, and it is difficult for these people to enter the palace overnight after hearing the news that he was taken away by Tianmen, and it is even more difficult for them to persuade Zhao Zixuan to break his promise and ask.

But none of those matters matter, what matters is what Zhao Zixuan thinks.

Could it be that he suddenly discovered that Meng Zheng had other uses, or that there were other changes in this matter.

Wan Wan felt that it was a little difficult to say for a while.

After not listening to her answer for a long time, Zhao Zixuan raised his eyes to look at her and repeated: "How is Meng Zheng?" ”

The matter has been done, and Wan Wan didn't think about it. She thought that she didn't have the wit to be able to skillfully solve the situation in front of her, so she simply said generously and frankly: "It's stewed." ”

As soon as the words fell, the hall seemed to be quieter.

Zhao Zixuan put down the folded text in his hand, his face was a little stunned, and he was a little suspicious that he had heard something wrong. "What?"

Wan Wan's attitude is still generous, and her tone is still frank, "It's stewed." ”