After staying in the Sword Casting Villa for a while, everyone who had recovered from their injuries left, and Lin Fan took Lingsha and Zhuo Yilong and also embarked on the journey back to Huashan Sword Sect.

This trip accompanied Guan Sheng's dart, although there were many twists and turns, but there were still a lot of gains, such as his successful completion of Zheng Feiyu's task.

After Ren Jianhan sold all the gold, silver and jewelry scavenged from Feipeng Fort and converted them into silver tickets, he distributed more than 600 taels to Lin Fan, plus Lingsha and Zhuo Yilong's, the three of them took more than 1,800 taels.

Happiness came too suddenly, and Lin Fan, who was smashed, was a little overwhelmed, and he even had the idea of taking the money, pulling Lingsha and Zhuo Yilong, finding a rich place, and living a life of a squire and landlord who didn't care about the world.

But no matter what, Ji Wushuang's task has not been completed yet, and there is still a master who makes him unable to give up, and in the end he still honestly set foot on the way back.

Regarding the first emperor, that is, the secret of the crossing boss, in fact, he is also very interested, isn't there a saying called the four joys of life, meet the old acquaintance in another country, and he is also a traverser, for the big man who finally became the emperor, he still feels very kind.

As for the master, I don't know if I will take out a few hundred taels to honor the master, will this bad old man have beautiful eyebrows and dance?

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The air was rotten in the dark, damp underground cells, and the dungeons were silent, except for the sound of water droplets and the crackling of torches.

Shen Lang and Ji Wushuang knelt on the ground, quietly waiting for the man sitting on the main seat, this man with a ring scar on his head, dressed in a Taoist robe, and dressed strangely, was the pavilion master of the Shadow Pavilion, comfortable.

Shi Tongtian and Crazy Iron stood beside him left and right, and there were several black-clothed people standing on both sides of the wall, so many people were in this dungeon, when he didn't speak, the atmosphere seemed to freeze, and even the sound of everyone's breathing was faint.

After muttering for a long time, he said in a comfortable and low voice: "Shen Lang, my companion has been captured, what are the rules of the Shadow Pavilion?" ”

"What, forgot?" Seeing that Shen Lang didn't speak, An Yi frowned.

Shen Lang swallowed his saliva and said, "Kill quickly to prevent leaks." ”

"And how did you do that?"

"At that time, the situation was sudden, and Duan Feipeng's martial arts were strong, so I couldn't find a chance." Shen Lang argued.

"Poof... Hahahahaha. An Yi laughed loudly, laughing so much that he leaned forward and back, as if he heard some big joke, he patted the crazy iron beside him, and patted the food on the other side, and said happily: "Did you hear that?" He said that Duan Feipeng was strong in martial arts, and he... He, hahaha, he couldn't find a chance to do it. ”

Facing the comfort of laughing non-stop, Crazy Iron and Shi Tongtian on the side became even more nervous, and cold sweat appeared visibly on their foreheads.

"Can't, or don't you want to?" An Yiyi, who had laughed enough, looked at Shen Lang playfully and asked.

"I can't."

"Can't get to... You can lead someone to kill him, but you can't kill the hostage he captured? ”

"I don't want to."

"Okay." An Yi nodded, looked at Shen Lang appreciatively, and said, "I like your honesty. ”

"But why do you want to collude with outsiders to complete the task that should belong to you and Wushuang?" He sighed regretfully.

"No one in the Shadow Pavilion will help me."

"So what? Are you not convinced? You think someone should be with you to break the rules, don't you? ”

"Don't dare."

"Don't dare to say it, but dare to do it, I like your courage." An Yi said coldly, and after speaking, he no longer ignored Shen Lang and turned to look at Ji Wushuang.

"Wushuang, my child, you suffered, but thankfully you came back safely."

"Master Lao is worried." Ji Wushuang said in a low voice.

"Come, come closer, let me see you." An Yi beckoned to Ji Wushuang.

Ji Wushuang knelt and took a few steps forward with his knees.

"Closer."

After Ji Wushuang came to his feet, he patted his thigh and said, "Come, sit here." ”

"Yes." Ji Wushuang's body shook slightly, got up obediently, and sat in his comfortable arms.

"You are my first child, as the leader of the Shadow Pavilion, you are the most well-behaved and sensible, and you know the rules the most, you come to tell me, after the mission fails, what are the rules of the Shadow Pavilion?" An Yi took Ji Wushuang's hand and asked kindly.

"Kill yourself as soon as possible."

"Hmm." An Yi nodded with satisfaction, wantonly fiddled with Ji Wushuang's hand, and asked casually, "Then how did you do it?" ”

"Master, I didn't kill myself because I was confident that no matter what happened, I would not divulge the secrets of the Shadow Pavilion and would not reveal my identity. I am reluctant to be my master, I hope to find an opportunity to escape and continue to serve my master, please believe in me..."

"I believe in you, of course I believe in you." An Yi stroked Ji Wushuang's hair, interrupting her explanation, and then stroked the dense scars on Ji Wushuang's body, and asked distressedly, "Does it hurt?" ”

"Don't hurt the master, these tortures are nothing to Wushuang."

"Wushuang, I believe you, but as people from the Shadow Pavilion, we all understand a sentence, sometimes people can't compete with the body, no matter what they say, the body is always honest."

As he spoke, he re-grasped Ji Wushuang's palm, casually removed one of her finger joints, looked at Ji Wushuang with concern, and asked, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt, master." Ji Wushuang's body trembled and replied.

"What are you shaking if it doesn't hurt?" An Yi asked puzzled.

Ji Wushuang's body stiffened when he heard this, and he stopped shaking.

Shen Lang couldn't hold back any longer, and said eagerly: "Master, it was me who was wrong, I know I was wrong, please have mercy on the master and spare Wushuang." ”

An Yi chuckled, didn't pay attention to Shen Lang, but casually removed Ji Wushuang's second finger, looked at Ji Wushuang and asked, "Wushuang, Shen Lang said he was wrong, what do you think?" ”

"He's right, it's me who was wrong, and if I had killed myself in time, he wouldn't have made a mistake, and I gave him the opportunity to make a mistake." Ji Wushuang endured severe pain, but he didn't even dare to tremble his body, and said with difficulty.

"Yes, this is my good boy, don't worry, we have time, we can take our time, I also want to know, is it you who are more honest, or your body is more honest. If it is true that you are more honest, it means that you did not lie to me, and you can find an opportunity to escape back and continue to work for me without being exposed. As he spoke, he removed Ji Wushuang's third finger.

"The host..."

"Shh An Yi made a silent gesture to stop Ji Wushuang from speaking. "Don't speak, don't tremble, sit on my lap, I can feel every twitch of your body, don't make me feel like you're lying to me."

After removing Ji Wushuang's fourth finger, An Yi suddenly asked, "Wushuang, how many knots and bones does the Yellow Emperor Neijing say in the human body?" ”

"Back to the master, three hundred and sixty-five."

Anyi's hands roamed over Ji Wushuang's body, and he frowned and said to himself: "Yes, three hundred and sixty-five sections, the wrong bones are still divided, the long process, the huge project, it's really troublesome." ”

"Starting with the fingers, but also the palms and wrists, the toes, the soles of the feet, the ankles, the calves, the patella, the thighs..."

As he spoke, he pointed his finger at Ji Wushuang's corresponding joint, and finally reached out to pinch her chin, lifted Ji Wushuang's already bloodless face, and continued to ask, "Child, as far as you know, how many kinds of punishments are there in our dungeon?" ”

"Sixty-three."

"What about those who don't kill or maim them?"

"Twenty-four."

"Okay, let's hurry up and try to end all this within three days, Shen Lang, you go back to the Shadow Pavilion first."

"Master!" Shen Lang let out a suppressed snort, he didn't dare to raise his head, he didn't dare to let An Yi see his scarlet eyes.

"Shen Lang, do you think Wushuang is beautiful?"

"Beauty."

"But why, I think there's a lack of beauty in her?"

"Master, my subordinates have returned to the Shadow Pavilion first." Shen Lang didn't dare to say anything more, nor did he dare to hesitate for a minute.

"Oh, you go back first."

Shen Lang, who walked out of the dungeon, stood in a secluded corner with his fists clenched, he felt something come up after he couldn't breathe, and then blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth.

Why? Why is that? You can be so happy with such a purgatory... Is this how you came here before you and I met? For... Is it to be able to use the power of the Shadow Pavilion to kill the Dog Emperor?

But even without the power of the Shadow Pavilion, you and I can join forces... Can it really?

"Damn!" Shen Lang raised his head to the sky and roared.

Three days later, An Yi cleaned his hands in the copper basin, washed away the blood on his hands, and instructed the people around him: "Go and find Shen Lang back, let him take care of Wushuang, those high-quality medicinal materials in the pavilion, and the ointment that removes injuries and leaves no scars, Wushuang can be injured, not disabled." As he spoke, he shook the water from his hands.

"Master, this matter is over like this? You tortured Wushuang like this, but didn't punish that later kid in the slightest? Crazy Iron muttered in confusion.

"Don't mess around here, the Shadow Pavilion is not the place for you to fight." An Yi admonished coldly.

Knowing that he had lost his words, Crazy Iron quickly closed his mouth and bowed his head respectfully.

"Punishment? I don't want to punish any of you, you are all my children, my sharpest weapon. But since you have made a mistake, you must have a way to punish it, how can you reward it without punishment, and how can it be sweet if you don't have suffering? To punish you is to make you remember the mistakes you have made, so that you will not be confused again in the future. The punishment cannot be just physical torture, but to destroy the heart and destroy what you really care about. ”

"Believe it or not, if I punish Shen Lang, he will be very happy, thinking that he has suffered on behalf of Wushuang, not only will he not suffer, but he will also fall into self-satisfaction, so what do you say is the meaning of me punishing him? Reward him with intellectual pleasure? ”

"Remember, whether it is punishment or murder, it is to punish the heart."