The night sky without light pollution is always so deep, the stars are dotted among the clouds, guarding the bright moon, there is a bamboo house in a bamboo forest somewhere outside the city of Beiping, the night wind is whistling past, plucking the candlelight in the window, making a few figures shake.

Behind the tightly locked door, Gu Huai woke up in a daze, and before his eyes were focused, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, which made his consciousness unable to really wake up, and naturally he couldn't hear some broken words outside the door.

"When are you coming to pick it up?"

"It's just a powerless scholar..."

"The carriage heading south is ready?"

"Drink less, don't make a mistake!"

"I'm afraid there's a movement over there..."

"Did you send any news from your lordship?"

The cold feeling of one cheek touching the ground made his consciousness a little clearer, his hands were tied behind his back, and he naturally couldn't stand up, Gu Huai took a deep breath, tried to ignore the pain in the back of his head, and kept his eyes open in the dark to observe the surrounding environment.

What happened before? By the way, it's a carriage... There was also a burly driver man.

The look and the smile... The last time Gu Huai felt this kind of undisguised malice was on Pu Hong.

It should have been planned a long time ago... I found out the path I took out of the palace and found a place to do it... Also well prepared, with carriages... There should still be people in the carriage, and if he hadn't been knocked down by a stick, he shouldn't have been able to run away.

Who is doing such a thing? Zhang Maodian father and son? Song Jia, who has no news recently? Or the group of Mengyuan people who don't give up?

Wrong... Probably not... Zhang Maodian's father and son won't move themselves if they don't tear their faces with King Yan... Song Jia shouldn't have such means... It is possible for Mengyuan people, but that man is a Ming person.

Who else have you offended?

I guess there is no more... It can't be that King Yan wants to kill him, and it can't be a random kidnapping for ransom...

But these are not too important now, although the source of this series of actions cannot be determined, but the malice is real, and now is not the time to think about this... The hands and feet were tied to death, the floor was particularly cold, and there was no candlelight in the dark room, but there was still a little light coming out of the crack in the door, and I could barely see that it was a utility room... The people next door should be eating and drinking, and the sound of comfort after drinking is very loud, the sound of the intersection of dishes and chopsticks is also very crisp, and there are people chirping...

There was the sound of water running all the time, the air was very humid, it should be by the river, there were at least three people in the room outside, because there were three different accents in the conversation...

Someone stood up, not knowing if he was going to release the water, Gu Huai closed his eyes, and kept groping with his tied hands, trying to see if he could reach something, but the restrictions of the joints made it impossible for the hands to move freely.

Who exactly? Inexplicable, inexplicable, fucking bastard, unreasonable, can't you escape?

A little anxious, a heart seems to be slowly sinking into the water... This sudden change is more frightening than that slap stick, even if the previous things are not sure, they can be regarded as groping step by step, but now they have no clue at all, and they don't even know what those people outside want.

It's probably because I've been running a lot these days and I'm getting a lot better, which makes people outside misjudge the time to wake up, and this is the only chance...

South, carriages, adults... It should have been a planned kidnapping, calling out their own names, and the goal was themselves from the beginning..."Adult" sounded like it was pointing to the political envoys of Beiping, but they didn't need to take themselves to the south.

They must get out before they get themselves away.

His thoughts were running, but his body couldn't move, and the sound of the door being opened came, and several people in the room outside stood up, driving the chairs to make a screeching grinding sound.

No dialogue... The door was opened, and the dark room that suddenly lit up made Gu Huai, who had closed his eyes, a figure walk up to him and squatted down, patting his face: "Haven't woken up yet?" ”

"Wake him up," a cold voice sounded, "how much effort have you exerted?" Aren't you afraid to beat him to death? ”

"Who would have thought that it would be so weak and can't help it..."The muttering sound was very small, followed by cold and biting water hitting his face, as if countless needles had pierced him, Gu Huai opened his eyes and met a few pairs of indifferent eyes.

The water flowed down his neck into his clothes, which made people particularly uncomfortable in the early spring weather, Gu Huai gasped twice: "Who are you?" ”

"I ask, you answer, if you say more nonsense, I will splash you with an extra bucket of water," the leader condescended, "What did Yan Wangfu let you do in the grassland?" ”

Gu Huai's heart swelled with turbulent waves.

He coughed twice: "What are you talking about?" ”

The light shone from the room outside, and Gu Huai, who was struggling to tilt his head, couldn't see the leader's expression clearly, and could only hear his tone of regret clearly: "It's a pity... I thought you were a smart person. ”

"Bring him up and put him to death."

The two men smiled and set up Gu Huai, the cold water fell down his sideburns, and one man quipped: "I haven't been tortured for a few days... I don't know if the hand is born or not, this scholar, I advise you to be honest, when Lord Yama enters our hands, you have to explain clearly what you have done, how many sins can you afford to suffer with your body? ”

"No one will treat you as a dumb person if you don't speak," another man reprimanded, "Hurry up, it's only one night." ”

The bright light on his face made Gu Huai close his eyes, the soft candlelight of the past seemed extremely dazzling at this moment, and when he got used to it a little, Gu Huai could clearly see the large and small torture instruments in the room.

His pupils shrank, but he didn't expect these people to disagree... It's going to be real.

A rope tied his legs, the whole person was hung upside down, and a familiar face came to him, it was the driver who knocked him unconscious, he picked up a large bucket, pointed to the position with great interest, and put the bucket directly below Gu Huai.

"Three questions, what is your relationship with Yan Wangfu, what is the current situation of Yan Wangfu, and what is Yan Wangfu letting you go to the grassland."

The person who couldn't see his face clearly sat on a chair and played with a dagger: "Don't talk yet, you're not honest now." ”

He shook the dagger: "Let's start, let's see how long he can last." ”

The feeling of weightlessness came suddenly, the rope tied to his feet was loosened, and before Gu Huai could hold his breath, his entire upper body was submerged in the water.

The bucket was so narrow that Gu Huai, whose hands were tied, couldn't even struggle, and although he held his breath after choking on a big mouthful, the fear of the cramped space and not being able to struggle was stronger than drowning.

When his lungs were already overwhelmed, he finally couldn't help but move his nose.

A blister surfaced, and then the whole body shook and spasmed, swaying back and forth more and more, and the splash fell to the ground, but it only attracted a low sinister laugh.

When the rotating dagger stopped, Gu Huai was pulled out, water continued to overflow between his mouth and nose, his sideburns had already dispersed, and the residual water in his nose made Gu Huai feel a little worse than dead.

The voice sounded again in the cough: "Will you say it now?" ”

The hair on his forehead was wet and stuck to his face, Gu Huai's face was a little pale, he coughed up a mouthful of water, and his throat was a little hoarse.

"Fuck you." He spoke softly.