"Are you going to ask for a slash?" Zhou Ziwei raised her eyes and asked, Zhou Ziwei didn't feel sorry for Yuan Wenjing, he did it on his own, he had several lives on his back, and he was to blame for such an ending.

"Yes, in order to avoid accidents again, the county magistrate is scheduled to be beheaded at the execution ground at noon tomorrow."

Due to boredom, Cen Beisheng fiddled with a string of jade pendants around his waist, while Zhou Ziwei was thinking about the previous incident, maybe they could go and talk to Yuan Wenjing, ask about the previous things, and maybe be able to inquire about the whereabouts of the previous iron mines.

"Brother Cen, didn't you lose some iron ore before, don't you let us look at Yuan Wenjing and see if he will tell the whereabouts of the iron ore before?"

As soon as Zhou Ziwei's words came out, Cen Beisheng's eyes obviously had a little more depression and loss.

"Brother Cen, look, why don't the two of us go and meet Yuan Wenjing for a while, maybe we can get something."

Zhou Ziwei said happily, but Cen Beisheng shook his head, saying that there was no hope.

"Brother Cen, why are you shaking your head?" Zhou Ziwei didn't understand this behavior very much, so she asked carefully.

"The people from the yamen said that Yuan Wenjing is now deaf and dumb, and he can't communicate at all, and it doesn't work for us to go."

Cen Beisheng said dejectedly, his eyes were full of regret, he really didn't expect that it would be such a result, Yuan Wenjing would actually encounter such a thing.

"How so? What did he encounter? Zhou Ziwei was really surprised that Yuan Wenjing had become what he is today.

"The people of the yamen don't know, but they suddenly saw Yuan Wenjing in a group of people called Huazi, and when they found him at that time, he was already like this, and it is said that it may be that Yuan Wenjing offended someone and was poisoned."

Zhou Ziwei sighed for a while, Yuan Wenjing's ending is so far, Zhou Ziwei really doesn't know what to say, it's all her own choice.

"Is he in prison now? Maybe we can go and see him, and as for if we can get any news, let's see, and go for a while. ”

Zhou Ziwei thought about going to see Yuan Wenjing one last time, after all, he had come to an end.

Cen Beisheng was silent, listening to Zhou Ziwei say this, after hesitating for a while, he nodded, and the two of them set off to see Yuan Wenjing in the prison.

Zhou Ziwei looked at the prison in front of her, it was dark and damp, accompanied by all kinds of strange smells, Zhou Ziwei frowned unconsciously, the environment here is indeed not suitable for people to live in, no wonder people often go out of prison and get seriously ill, this is indeed for a reason.

Because of Cen Beisheng's identity, the two of them were not stopped, Zhou Ziwei and Cen Beisheng walked down the dungeon and walked down the stairs one by one, a cold wind blew between the corridors, and Zhou Ziwei unconsciously tightened her clothes.

"Two adults, please."

A jailer eagerly led the way in front of them, and walked around the dungeon for a long distance before they reached Yuan Wenjing's cell.

"Two adults, in front of you is Yuan Wenjing's cell, the two adults have something to say, hurry up and finish, the time can't be too long, the subordinates are waiting here."

The jailer was very sensible, standing not far away and waiting, so that it would be convenient for Cen Beisheng and Yuan Wenjing to talk.

"Okay." Cen Beisheng and Zhou Ziwei glanced at each other, then walked over, walked a few steps, and finally walked to the front of the cell, but at this time, Zhou Ziwei suddenly screamed.

"Ah", Cen Beisheng, who was walking behind, didn't know what was going on, and dragged Zhou Ziwei behind him.

After this exclamation, Cen Beisheng, who was relatively one step later than Zhou Ziwei, saw what was happening.

In the dilapidated and dark cell, there was a corpse huddled, its eyes staring blankly ahead, and its whole face seemed to have many wounds, full of scars and scars, and it was impossible to see any trace of its former face.

There were still blood stains at the corners of his mouth, dripping on the straw-covered floor.

Zhou Ziwei saw this scene for the first time, and she was really taken aback, she had never seen a dead person with her own eyes, let alone seen such a terrifying and weird appearance so closely.

Yuan Wenjing's two eyeballs were already about to roll out, and the scene of blood stains flowing from the corners of his mouth was even more lingering.

Cen Beisheng really didn't expect it, although he was a little surprised, but he was not as surprised as Zhou Ziwei, he had seen these scenes more than once or twice, and it was nothing.

Cen Beisheng still deliberately stood in front to block Zhou Ziwei's sight, and while looking at the jailer who was looking at them not far away, he said sharply.

"Come here, how could Yuan Wenjing be like this?" When the jailer heard this, he hurried over, and was surprised to see this scene.

"How so?" The jailer then took out the key, opened the door of the cell, walked in, stretched out his finger and gently poked in front of Yuan Wenjing's nose.

Then he trembled and said, "No, it's out of gas." ”

Yuan Wenjing committed suicide by taking poison.

Cen Beisheng glared at the jailer angrily, "This is the person you are optimistic about?" ”

"My lord is angry, when this Yuan Wenjing was caught, he was already dying, who knew that he would commit suicide by taking poison."

Cen Beisheng didn't want to argue with the jailer anymore, so he glanced back at Zhou Mingshu behind him, his face was already pale with fright, standing behind him trembling, his eyes were wooden, and he could see that Zhou Mingshu was scared enough.

Although Cen Beisheng didn't understand how a man could be so timid, but when he thought about it, a scholar was indeed as timid as a mouse, which was a common thing.

"Forget it, you should hurry up and report to the county master."

"Brother Zhou, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's go out first."

Zhou Ziwei didn't speak, Cen Beisheng knew that Zhou Mingshu was frightened, so he dragged Zhou Mingshu out of the cell, Zhou Ziwei along the way, her brain was still in a fugue, and she didn't even know how she got out, until she walked out of the dungeon, and the strong light hit Zhou Ziwei's eyes, Zhou Ziwei frowned slightly uncomfortably, and then slowly reacted.

"How did we get out?" Zhou Ziwei looked around, they did come out, but the nausea and discomfort in her heart were still there, Zhou Ziwei lowered her head, and then saw Cen Beisheng holding her hand tightly.

Hurriedly shook off Cen Beisheng's hand, "Brother Cen thank you." Zhou Ziwei knew that Cen Beisheng was worried about herself, just out of good intentions.

Cen Beisheng realized that he had been holding other people's hands, but Zhou Mingshu's hands were too soft, like tofu, eh, what were you thinking? Cen Beisheng immediately came back to his senses.

"No, you're okay, look at your face is white."