Zhang Shangshu's body shook wildly, and his howl was not like the sound of the world. His face was indescribably painful, and in this torment, he twisted into a monster, screaming madly.

The voice was so poignant that even the few black shadow guards who followed behind the man subconsciously took a few steps back, unable to bear to witness it.

The man blew his fingers like jade, and said in disgust: "Oh, you should review the hunger strike for your bucket waist, cry and swing the knife for your short but unrefined something, and hit the wall in shame for the face that makes the lord of this hall aesthetically difficult......"

A few guards who quietly retreated to the corner covered their faces one after another, and they couldn't bear to look at them directly.

The man touched his tight and smooth waist again, and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, I really have a small waist." ”

Stretched his long legs and nodded: "It's eye-catching." ”

A slap behind him: "Little buttocks." ”

The man completely ignored Zhang Shangshu, who was begging for life and couldn't die, and seemed to be a little annoyed: "But how to prove that the technology is good?" ”

Zhang Shangshu was so painful that he couldn't speak for a long time, and he couldn't bite his tongue and kill himself. At this moment, he finally realized firsthand why the greatest happiness of the people who fell into the hands of the Lord of the Night Soul Hall was to seek death.

It seems that he doesn't even have a single skin injury, but only he knows that the pain he endures is comparable to eighteen layers of hell.

He regretted it, he regretted provoking Hao Se's little white face. But he didn't know that there was such a monster backer behind the little white face.

In the past, I only knew that the identity of the hall master of the Night Soul Hall was mysterious, his martial arts were superb, and his methods were ruthless. But who would have imagined that the hall master was a riotous and crazy narcissist.

and the ability to insult people, even more powerful than Hao Se's house. Can you make it easier for people to die?

The man seemed to have finally finished appreciating his charm, and approached him again, and said in a happy tone: "Come, put on a new dress for you to try, the new thing that the master of this hall has just researched." ”

In the dungeon, there was a terrible howl that was several times worse than just now.

……

This night, Zhang Shangshu felt that he was no longer afraid of going to the eighteenth layer of hell after death, because he felt that he had already gone down the one hundred and eighth floors.

He was even more horrified to know that the mysterious Night Soul Hall Master turned out to be ...... That person. At this moment, I was extremely sympathetic to my nephew King An, who was still unaware.

……

Three days later, Zhang Shangshu asked for beheading, his head rolled into the dust, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't understand how he signed and drew the charge until he died, and how those witnesses came back from the dead to give him a fatal blow.

It's just that after discussing with Jing Yi, Hao Se did not disclose the secret behind the poppy bowl, and also concealed some too cruel truths, and only claimed to the common people that Zhang Shangshu privately detained the people to work as coolies in the porcelain kiln, which was too hard and tired to death. At the public trial that day, she also deliberately paid attention to this.

Some truths, for family members, may be more cruel to know than not to know. Since it is irreparable, try to alleviate their suffering. It is also conducive to the stability of Shengdu. The people's hearts are the most easily deceived, so they have to be guarded against.

The part of the improper property seized by the Shang scholars was used as compensation and comfort to the victim's family after the emperor was petitioned. All others are collected into the state treasury.

In Shengdu City, the people rushed to tell each other, and it was rumored that the new Shao Yin was judging people during the day and ghosts at night, and the rumors became more and more divine.

And the families of those missing cases wept bitterly and sent banners of Lord Qingtian to Shengdu Mansion.

This made Hao Se feel in a trance that he had become a certain blue sky black charcoal adult. I secretly looked in the mirror several times in the middle of the night, worried that my skin would be dark and everything would be ruined.

……

In the Flying Feather Garden, Jing Yi sat at the stone table, a pair of eye-catching long legs on the table, and Hao Se served the dog master diligently.

The dog master helped so much, and as soon as Shangshu's matter came to an end, she took the initiative to offer her courtesy.

"Here, here, a little heavier." Jing Yi seemed to enjoy it.

"Master dog, I have a question. Those cave guards were like dead soldiers, and they couldn't pry their mouths at all. How did you manage to get them to confess the truth, sign and draw the charge, and be willing to testify in court on the spot? ”

Those guards are all hard bones, and the family is small and has been pinched by Shangshu again. She has all the torture tools in Shengdu Mansion, and she hasn't taken them down yet.

Jing Yi glanced at Hao Se and said lightly: "In this world, there is no mouth that I can't open." ”

Hao Se looked at him, stunned, and felt in a trance that the beauty lamp in front of him suddenly became cold again, and there seemed to be a crazy and cold look in his eyes.

"Jing Yi, you look so cold like this."

"Are you...... Scared? Jing Yi looked at Hao Se's expression, his eyes suddenly darkened a little, and he smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "Dog, I'm not a kind person, you ...... Scared? ”

Even the torture in the heavenly prison could not compare to the lynchings he created, and even he felt that at that moment, he was incarnated as a demon from hell, forever accompanied by darkness.

In front of him, he flashed in a trance that day, Hao Se's face bathed in the sun, thinking of the sunflower that bloomed all over his heart. He suddenly felt that the dog and him were not from the same world after all.

At this moment, Jing Yi's eyes were swept by thick ink, ruthless and ruthless, but endlessly sad, reminding Hao Se of the word "hundred years of loneliness".

She felt a pain in her heart for no reason, and the pain seemed familiar and unfamiliar.

"No," Hao Se shook his head, "Jing Yi, I don't like to define goodness, and I don't want to ask others to be exalted. Although I don't know what happened to you in the past, I know that I won't take the initiative to bully people, but if someone hits me, I will fight back. ”

"Jing Yi, for me, there is no difference between evil and good in the matter itself, only the motive and the scale of hitting back are the criteria for judging." Hao Se smiled, "Jing Yi, I only trust my intuition, I can't see the real evil in you." ”

"The man I'm covering," Hauser said a little viciously, "I'm also very protective. ”

Jing Yi looked at her in a daze, she didn't speak for a long time, the ink color at the bottom of her eyes gradually faded, and her eyes were full of starlight galaxy. He blinked, shaking off the starlight that covered Hao Ther's body.

"Dog, you mean, you're protecting me?" He suddenly laughed.

Since he was a child, no one has ever said to protect him. It turns out that the feeling of being protected by others is so beautiful.

"That's right," Hao Se nodded, "who made you my dog master." What are you doing with the dog's legs? O Lord Protector! ”

Jing Yi smiled, the first time he smiled so innocently and beautifully.

The long eyelashes blinked lightly, and the peach blossom eyes were filled with bright ripples, flowing like layers of starlight, making the sky of this half-haze and half-cold moon seem to be dispersed because of this smile.

"Oh, by the way, this is Xiu'er promised to draw a book for Xia Feng's ghost story." Hao Se suddenly remembered this, and took out the painting book from his arms, "Your Xia Feng ventriloquist skills are really good, I went to the dungeon to hypnotize Zhang Shangshu that day, thanks to his passionate performance." ”

When Hao Se said this, Jing Yi suddenly remembered what the dog said to Zhang Shangshu in the dungeon that day.

Jing Yi approached her and whispered, "Dog, I want to ask you a question." ”

Hao Se raised his eyes in surprise: "Why are you so polite, just ask." ”

"Really?"

"Knowing everything is endless."

"Okay."

Jing Yi looked at her with a smile for a long time, and Hao Se suddenly had a very bad premonition.

"Hey, what's the question?" Hauser couldn't stand his strange smile.

Jing Yi leaned closer and said four words in his ear.

That, a four-character idiom.

The rolling thunder exploded, one word after another, crackling, Hao Se immediately wanted to escape, but was stopped by Jing Yi.

"Say~~~"