Chapter 321: It's the God of Killing that he can't provoke
Hengwu Courtyard, study.
Jun Tianlan stood by the window, staring at the dry lotus in the pond, and Ye Rin whispered behind him: "The poison that Zhang Yao was in before his death was exactly the nightmare as the master guessed. Xiangfu Garden is planted with this plant. ”
As he spoke, he raised his eyes and glanced at Jun Tianlan, and quickly lowered his head: "The poison in Zhang Min is a chronic poison with an incubation period of up to two hours. In other words, long before Miss Shen entered the prison, she had already been poisoned. ”
Jun Tianlan's fingers tapped on the table and said coldly, "What about the cell boss?" ”
"I've been controlled by my subordinates, and I'm locked up in a dungeon."
Jun Tianlan turned around, his thin lips had a smile in his eyes, although he was good-looking, he was cold to the bones: "Lead the way." ”
A few lanterns hung on the walls, and the dark dungeon instantly lit up.
A man was firmly tied to a wooden frame with ropes, roughly unconscious, with his head hanging down and not moving at all.
Jun Tianlan sat down on the big chair that Ye Rin had moved, his elbows propped up on the armrests, and his slender fingertips touched his chin.
Ye Han immediately brought a bucket of cold water and poured it directly on the man's head.
The man is a spirit, he opens his eyes, and there is an unfamiliar environment as far as he can see, as well as the national teacher of the dynasty who covers the sky with one hand.
His legs trembled, and his mouth, which had always been able to speak, became stammered: "Country, national teacher? ”
Jun Tianlan was expressionless: "On the day Zhang Min died, did Zhang Li visit her?" ”
"This ......," the cell boss rolled his eyes and grinned, "No, never!" ”
When Jun Tianlan heard this, he pulled the corners of his lips and sneered: "How many benefits did she give you?" ”
The cell head licked his fat lips, and the light of calculation quickly flashed over his oily face, and he smiled with him, and asked instead of answering: "Do adults let those who want to be small and prove their innocence for Miss Shen?" ”
Jun Tianlan was silent.
The cell boss felt that he had guessed correctly, and the mouse's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he said with a smile: "Miss Zhang was generous, and she paid a small one thousand taels of silver before the matter was completed, and promised that if she can marry an adult, she will give another two thousand taels of silver to the little one!" I don't know what price the adults offer? ”
Jun Tianlan lowered his eyes and rubbed the ink jade wrench between his fingers, "I heard that after Shen Guogong's family was imprisoned, you have always been in charge of taking care of it?" ”
"Yes, yes, the smaller ones are firmly in the sky, and the more important prisoners are taken care of by the smaller ones." The cell boss replied, but he didn't understand why Jun Tianlan asked about this.
And when he finished speaking, silence fell in the dungeon.
He blinked, and saw the light of the lantern shining on the face of this handsome man, his eyelashes were very slender, his sitting posture was elegant, but the aura around him was terrifyingly cold.
He licked his lips, "Master National Teacher? ”
Jun Tianlan stretched out his hand to the side.
Yarin took off the leather whip hanging on the wall and respectfully presented it to him.
The slender fingers with distinct bones grasped the long whip carelessly, Jun Tianlan stood up, and the sound of leather boots stepping on the floor echoed throughout the dungeon, clear and determined.
He stood still before the cell leader, tugged at the leather whip with both hands, tested the elasticity, then stepped back, and slammed the whip down in the horror of the cell boss.
The sound of the flesh exploding is very crisp.
The cell boss screamed, and his whole body convulsed and struggled.
Jun Tianlan's face was expressionless, he remembered that the little girl said that her mother used a close-fitting jade pendant to exchange for a bowl of beef noodles from the jailer.
He thought, the expression on his face becoming more and more cold and unforgiving.
And the whip is different from the one in the prison, the whip is covered with tiny barbs, and when the whip is pulled down, the skin and flesh are pulled up by the barbs, and the pain that pierces the heart makes the cell head unbearable at all.
However, no matter how much he struggled, he could not break free from the rope.
He howled wolf and began to beg Jun Tianlan to forgive him.
Jun Tianlan's face was expressionless, and he whipped it again.
Soon, all that remained in the dungeon was the sound of whips on flesh.
Twenty lashes went down, and the cell head was beaten to the point that he had only half a life.
Jun Tianlan threw the whip to the ground and cleaned his hands in the basin of water brought by the cold night, his posture was extremely elegant, as if what he had just done was not to hurt people's lives, but to participate in a poetry meeting of the upper nobles.
Night Rin brought a bucket of salt-dissolved cold water and poured it on the cell boss.
The cell boss opened his eyes dying, his lips trembled, and it was only at this moment that he realized that the man in front of him was not the object he could bargain with, but a killing god he could not provoke.
As if sensing his scrutinizing gaze, Jun Tianlan glanced over from the corner of his eye, and his voice was indifferent: "If you are willing to be a witness, this seat will give you the whole corpse." If you don't want to......"
His voice was so cold and cold that it looked like a demon from hell, and the cell boss couldn't help but shudder, and when he came back to his senses, he cried and said, "The little one is willing, and the little one is willing to testify to the adult!" I just ask the adults to spare the little one's life! ”
Jun Tianlan didn't look at him, and walked straight out of the dungeon.
Stepping up the last stone step, he looked down at the blood splattered on the hem of his robe, and took off his coat with a blank face, "Throw it away." ”
Ye Rin has held it, and he will do it immediately.
Jun Tianlan looked back at the dungeon door that was gradually closing, the solid bronze door, locking all the blood and cruelty inside.
The sun danced between his eyelashes, and he stared at the blue sky in the distance, as if remembering someone.
Ye Rin came back quickly and said softly: "Master, now that the human and material evidence is complete, do you want to enter the palace to face the saint and save Miss Shen back?" ”
"Not necessarily." Jun Tianlan's eyes showed playfulness, "Three days later, it is the day of Zhang Li's marriage, and this seat has to give her a big gift first." ”
This gaze was too terrifying, Ye Rin shook her body, that lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I am afraid that she is going to be unlucky.
Inside the Royal Palace.
Shen Miaoyan was sitting on the white marble steps, and Jun Shuying was telling her a story: "...... This is the story of havoc in the heavenly palace, interesting, right? ”
Shen Miaoyan was a little unhappy: "Then Sun Wukong was crushed under Wuzhi Mountain, and no one came to save him?" ”
"Of course there is, but this story is growing again, and I'll tell you another day." The other party smiled.
"But you're leaving tomorrow."
Jun Shuying listened to the slightly regretful tone, and was secretly happy in her heart, "You are reluctant to let me go?" Sure enough, you've fallen in love with a man like me. ”
Shen Miaoyan glared at him and didn't speak.
The autumn breeze was slow, Jun Shuying stared at her side face, and suddenly, like a ghost, took a red rope from her neck and gently put it around her neck.
Shen Miaoyan was stunned for a moment, and looked down to see that the pendant of the red rope was a unicorn carved from a piece of white jade.
White Jade Kirin ......
She inevitably thought of the black jade unicorn hanging around Jun Tianlan's neck.
Jun Shuying hid the Qilin in her clothes and smiled gently: "Don't let anyone else find out, this thing is valuable." ”
As he spoke, he touched a hard thing on Shen Miaoyan's chest.
He took it out, his face full of disdain: "Why do you wear such tasteless jade?" This carving is, chick? ”
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