Chapter 1202: Punished

It can also be seen from here that the people's livelihood in Jucheng is really bad, so many shops have closed down, and some of them have been vacant for a long time and no one has taken over.

Finally, the Soul Mirror has been warned in advance:

"There is a formation ahead, pay attention, there is a formation!"

There is a three-story shop thirty zhang away.

This one has also closed down, the signboard has not been removed, and it was originally a cloth shop. Downstairs is the storefront, the middle floor does not know what it is used for, and there is an attic at the top.

From this attic, the view is unobstructed, and you can easily look at the county office.

The inside and outside of the store were all pitch black, and no one lit them, just like the three empty houses He Lingchuan had visited earlier.

But before He Lingchuan approached, a big man in black pushed the door and walked out, standing on the street and looking left and right.

The man was expressionless, with a faint red glow in his eyes.

He Lingchuan happened to jump into someone else's yard, so he stood still.

After a while, the man walked back to the cloth shop.

"What the hell, with such sensitive senses?" He Lingchuan came in the skin of Boshan Jun, don't say sneaking at night, even in broad daylight, few people can see the clues.

He thought about it, but he didn't get any closer, and chose to release the eyeball spider-

This little thing can now act at his will, which is much more convenient than before.

He Lingchuan manipulated the eyeball spider through the street, jumped into the cloth shop, climbed along the outer wall all the way up the wooden window, and then got inside.

It is no bigger than a grain of rice, and the sky is dark, so it is not easy to attract attention.

The shop was darkly lit, but this spider had big eyes and first-class light-gathering ability, and it was easy to see that there were two officials in the store standing and sitting, and they were a little uneasy.

One of them whispered, "What happened to the mansion?" โ€

When they stayed here, they could also hear the noise coming from the direction of the government office and the prison.

"It seems that someone attacked the big prison and robbed the prisoners, and the prisoners were still not there."

"Will the Situ family really attack Jucheng?" The officer who asked the question whispered, "It's only been a few days. โ€

"Can General Situ bear to watch his son be beheaded and ignore it?"

"Who wins, you say?" The first officer muttered.

"It depends on who you want to win." The companion sneered, "Gao Pu is gone, if you are looking towards the Situ family in your heart, be careful-"

He raised his hand and pointed to the attic above, but he didn't finish his sentence, because there were two more sounds from above, as if someone was screaming, but his mouth was gagged, and he could only make this movement.

The floor slabs also creaked, and ash fell.

The two officers shuddered, swallowed, and stopped squeaking.

The screams of the attic were one after another, low and terrible, and the two servants sat in the dark, and their hearts were furious at the listen.

The eyeball spider immediately climbed the ladder up the attic.

The light in the attic was not much better than it was underneath, and one man was tied to a chair with a pit in his mouth.

His hands were tied to the armrests of his chair, and the nails on his eight fingers were plucked out and turned into eight bloody holes.

The reason why he said eight fingers was because there was a big man in black in front of him, and he had just cut off his ring finger with scissors.

As for the tail finger of the left hand, it has long been cut off.

The little scissors were probably discarded in a cloth shop, but the fingers of the scissors were as sharp as the cuts. The big man in black specially cut his fingers in slow motion, just to make him suffer a little more.

Blood gushed like a fountain of blood on the dusty floor, then seeped down again.

The captives were covered in sweat, their eyes were split, and their screams were all gagged.

He Lingchuan called the first perspective of the eyeball spider, and he could still recognize it at a glance, this was his old acquaintance, Situ He, a student of Lingxu City in the past!

The man in black waited for him to ease down a little before taking out the hemp core in his mouth: "Don't pass out in a hurry, we have a whole night to play slowly." โ€

Situ He gasped for breath, his face was pale, but he glared at him and said, "Ban Jing, you are also from Gaopu, and you have been promoted by my father, why are you betraying your lord!" โ€

The city of Ju had been breached a few months earlier, and the defenders had no other choice but to surrender to the Vishas.

If you don't surrender, you will die, Situ He understands. But as soon as he was transferred to Jucheng, Ban Jing came to torture him.

Why is that?

Ban Jing laughed, his voice was cold, and the red light in his eyes gradually rose.

"Ban Jing is my doppelganger ghost slave, but I can answer your question: whatever I ask him to do, he will do it, which is called knowing the times as Junjie. A dead duck like you has a hard mouth, and you have to suffer all kinds of things before you die. โ€

Situ He said hatefully: "You are the Xuanlu Ghost King!" โ€

"You got rid of my two clones, thinking I'm going to let them go?"

"There is a debtor and a master, you help the Bixia people poison Gaopu ......"

The Xuanlu Ghost King interrupted him: "No need to talk nonsense. I keep your tongue to persuade Situ Yu to surrender tomorrow. If you are obedient, you will suffer less. If you want to be stubbornโ€”"

It snorted twice: "Your eyeballs are useless, I'll dig them out for you." โ€

The pain of the severed finger made the cold sweat on Situ He's forehead run down to his neck, but he still sneered at each other: "Persuade my father to surrender? Ha, ha, just like when you persuaded your father-in-law to surrender? โ€

He also knew about the disgraceful experiences of the Xuanlu Ghost King during his lifetime.

This sentence successfully angered the ghost king. Its eyes lit up, and it lowered its head and approached Situ He: "I like you martyrs, who can let me spend a long time." The last good man who was iron-clad in front of me, I pulled out all the two hundred and six bones of his body one by one, and he couldn't hold it anymore, but it was useless to beg for mercy. In the end, there was a mass of soft meat that I couldn't scream, and I kept it with ointment, sprinkled some honey, and threw it into the nest of fire ants in the forest. โ€

He licked his lips, the smile on his face distorted: "Tonight is still a long time, you must hold on, don't let me down." โ€

Situ He's throat moved twice, and he spat on him.

The Xuanlu Ghost King easily dodged, stuffed the hemp core back into his mouth, and found a spoon out of nowhere, so he went to his eyelids.

This pair of eyeballs, he has to dig very slowly, very slowly, so that Situ He can suffer well.

The suffering of the living is the source of his happiness.

Seeing this, the eyeball spider spewed out a filament and floated forward.

It wanted to swing to Ban Jing's neck, and then gnawed lightlyโ€”

Just a small sip can infuse venom into it.

Aunt Zhu's upgraded eyeball spider can divide very violent toxins, and those who are bitten will feel that the nerves in the injured area seem to be soaked in boiling water, hot and hot, and the pain is uncontrollable.

However, before the eyeball spider jumped into place, Ban Jing realized it and immediately turned around.

There was a flash of red in his eyes, and such a thing the size of a grain of rice could be reflected in his pupils.

Who sent this little spy?

As soon as the eyeball spider was discovered, it immediately turned around and popped back, eight legs slashed, and slid towards the wooden window.

(End of chapter)