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The cell, a gloomy prison cell, but a square foot, is made of iron on three sides, and the surface is a water-soaked cedar fence that can only be probed out, and the ground is messily paved with layers of rice grass, but I don't know how long it has not been replaced, it has long been moldy and black, and it has begun to rot, emitting a strong smell, which is also mixed with the stench of feces and urine, stirring up, and ordinary people are afraid that they will vomit on the spot just by smelling it.

Nie Zhiyuan was lying on the rice crop, leaning on the cold iron wall with his back, his hair was scattered, his hands and feet were covered with heavy iron chains, and the original white prison clothes on his body were black in many places, and they were stained with bloodstains, looking ragged and sloppy. But these are no longer within his care, and from the legs that have just been tortured during the day, there are bursts of pain that pierce the bones.

The pain was so intense, as if it never ended, that it overwhelmed him so much that he couldn't even sleep.

The drowsiness was swallowed up by the pain, and only the numb body remained, lying there weakly, unable to move even a finger.

In a space under the wooden fence in front of you, there was a bowl of rice.

It was said to be rice, but the rice grains in it were a few points blacker than the broken bowl in which it was contained, and a few yellowed greens were placed on top of it, which was still a special favor only had by the superiors - this bowl of rice was delivered on time at dusk. But now in Nie Zhiyuan's situation, where can he climb over to eat? He didn't have any appetite at all, and the tidal pain even occupied his throat, and it was difficult to swallow even saliva.

He did not eat, and the bowl of rice was left untouched, attracting two large mice, both the size of a fist and with shiny fur, indicating that they had lived a very good life in prison. They should, with great skill, come out of the dark corner, come to the edge of the broken bowl, and eat them as if no one else were around.

Nie Zhiyuan, in the eyes of the two mice, was almost like a dead man.

Ay......

A long sigh came out of Nie Zhiyuan's chapped lips with difficulty, echoing in the narrow and oppressive cell, but the two rats who were immersed in eating did not even lift their heads.

Accompanied by a long sigh, there were two lines of muddy tears, slowly flowing from the corners of his eyes - suffering an unjust case, from the indignation at the beginning, to the incomprehension at the back, and then to the bitterness now, the change in mood made Nie Zhiyuan's whole person lose his vitality. Perhaps, his only hope at the moment is that he will be in a prisoner car in five days and escorted to the capital to be interrogated by the three divisions.

Capital.

Only when he arrived in the capital did Nie Zhiyuan have a chance to clear his grievances.

Thinking of the sudden catastrophe, he couldn't help but be angry: those opponents above the temple were obviously unwilling to let him continue to live!

The journey into the office is as dangerous as the sea, the wind and waves are strong, the wind and clouds are changing, and the boat will be capsized at any time......

Nie Zhiyuan is not afraid of death, but such a wronged death is not what he wants, in fact, he has already decided in his heart that when he arrives in the capital, he must face the saint, touch the pillar in front of the saint, or hit the steps, and he will die to admonish the emperor to prove his innocence...... Or, the only thing he is reluctant to give up in his heart is his daughter Xiaoqian.

"Xiaoqian, where are you now?"

In total, my daughter hadn't visited her for ten days. Or, the jailers outside didn't let Nie Xiaoqian in at all......

Creak!

The two fat rats, who were eating happily, suddenly seemed to notice something, and looked up from their rice bowls with small eyes

The bead swept over the panicked look, and the next moment, swished, turned around and fled with great speed, and quickly fled to the cave in the corner.

The strange movements of the mice did not attract Nie Zhiyuan's attention, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was trying to sleep. But suddenly, Nie Zhiyuan's already heavy eyelids suddenly opened, as if he had seen something incredible, and opened wide.

What he saw was a little fox with white fur.

A little fox quietly appeared in the corridor outside.

How is this possible?

In the middle of the night, a white fox appeared in the prison, small and agile, extremely agile, ignoring the hard and firm cedar fence, soft as a boneless through the fence, and immediately entered the cell.

Could it be that I was in too much pain that I hallucinated?

Nie Zhiyuan was shocked, and his hands, which were originally difficult to move, also had strength, and he quickly raised them and rubbed his eyes, and looked again, where

What is the white fox, it is clearly a picturesque girl standing in front of her, looking at herself with a smile.

This girl, only fourteen or five years old, is about the same age as her daughter, coquettish, her nose is slightly wrinkled when she laughs, as if she is blowing the spring water of the pond, playful with cuteness, and she is simply a spiritual clock.

"You, you're ......"

Nie Zhiyuan was suspicious and asked in dismay.

"The little woman's name is Ying Ning. ”

"Ying Ning?"

Nie Zhiyuan chewed on these two words repeatedly, but he couldn't remember where he had heard them. Or, at all, you've never heard of it at all.

Ying Ning suddenly leaned over, pulled out two relatively intact rice straws from the ground, and her slender ten fingers moved quickly, and soon used rice

He weaves into the appearance of a villain, with a head and a face, and all four limbs, which looks very interesting. Then he secretly recited the syntactic mantra, stretched out the index finger of his right hand, pointed it on the head of the straw villain, and handed it over: "Lord Nie, this is a puppet, you wear it on your body, it can help you avoid the pain of punishment." ”

Nie Zhiyuan didn't take it at the first time, and his voice raised in vain: "Who are you?"

Ying Ning said: "I am Ying Ning...... Well, Master Nie, you don't have to panic, I'm here to help you. ”

"Help me?"

"Yes. ”

Nie Zhiyuan suddenly laughed: "I don't know who arranged for you, but please go back and tell your master that I, Nie Zhiyuan, am loyal to heaven and earth, loyal to the emperor, and loyal to the people of the world, and want to use this despicable means to test me and make me confess, which is wishful thinking." ”

Ying Ning was stunned, and before he could say anything, Nie Zhiyuan had already grabbed the Dao He on the ground with both hands and threw it over: "You woman, let's go, don't waste time;

Ying Ning pouted, feeling that her kindness had been misinterpreted for no reason, and she was a little wronged, why didn't Lord Nie believe in herself?

She is a fox spirit, although she knows books and etiquette, but after all, she lacks a lot of emotional experience, and she can be said to be very simple in thought. Or, she subconsciously doesn't want to be so complicated, and she is even more reluctant to make herself complicated:

"Master Nie, I'm really here to help you. Well, as long as you tell me where Sister Xiaoqian is. ”

When he said this, Nie Zhiyuan's eyes suddenly widened, and he stood up, pointed at his halberd angrily, and scolded:

"You female thief, you still want to harm Qian'er? Don't say I don't know, even if I do, how can I be fooled and tell you? You rebels and thieves, harboring evil intentions, bewitching the emperor, I will fight with you!"

As he spoke, he pounced on him like a madman.

Things have developed to this point, it is not at all what Ying Ning can imagine, Fang Cun was a little flustered, and hurriedly recited a syntactic mantra, volleyed, and pointed at Nie Zhiyuan's forehead.

Nie Zhiyuan suddenly felt that something had entered his head, and then as if he was drunk, the world was spinning, his eyes were black,

Fell asleep on the ground.

"Lord Nie, I'm really here to help you......"

Ying Ning muttered.

It's just that at this time, it is difficult to find out Nie Xiaoqian's whereabouts, because the movement just now has alerted the jailer guarding it, and the footsteps on the side of the corridor are loud, scolding, and they are walking this way.

"Hey. ”

Ying Ning sighed, stretched out her fingers, and bounced the Daohe puppet in her hand from the placket of Nie Zhiyuan's shirt, sticking it close to her body, and then she performed the wall-piercing technique and went over the wall.

"Nie Zhiyuan, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you crying wolf here?

Soon, two jailers rushed to the cell and scolded: "Don't you think you haven't fought enough during the day?"

At this time, Nie Zhiyuan, who fell to the ground, woke up slowly, raised his eyes and looked forward, but did not see the strange beautiful girl, but saw two fierce and vicious jailers.

"Hmph, since your skin and flesh are still itchy, then Uncle Ben will serve you again!"

The two jailers used the key to open the cell door, rushed in, and greeted Nie Zhiyuan regardless of the three-seven-twenty, punching and kicking.

Although Nie Zhiyuan used to be the governor of the state, he was in power, and the scenery was incomparable, but it was all in the past. At this stage, the black yarn has been taken off and reduced to a pitiful prisoner, and in the hearts of any jailer, he is the object of wanton humiliation. Even because of his former official status, the jailers had more pleasure in fighting, and when they went outside, they said "Lao Tzu beat his predecessor Zhizhou", and he felt majestic.

This kind of psychology is really inferior to human nature.

The fists were to the flesh, the feet and feet were in the body, and Nie Zhiyuan himself was also awake, but I don't know why, the jailer's fists and feet rained down on him, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

It felt very mysterious, like the other party's punches and kicks, not their own body at all, but all in the air.

What's going on?

Nie Zhiyuan was surprised, could it be that his body was completely numb from pain and unconscious?

"Okay, okay, third brother, let's fight here, lest you beat him to death by mistake. ”

After the fight, the two jailers finally stopped, clapped their hands contentedly, went out and locked the door again, one of them shouted at Nie Zhiyuan, who was lying on the ground motionless: "Nie Zhiyuan, if you dare to shout again, Uncle Ben will serve with sticks." ”

Strode away.

Nie Zhiyuan was lying on the ground, still stunned: it doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt at all......

(To be continued)

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