It seems that this matter can't be good, and a fierce killing intent was endured in Lin Yiqiang's chest. His face was gloomy, he didn't speak, his eyes were closed, and a few people tore him to the ground.

Lan Ping waved the wooden stick, crackling, one stick after another, and hit Lin Yi's body hard.

The board that Chen Shilang was going to hit was replaced with a big stick that ordinary people could not bear, and no one cared. After a few sticks, Lin Yi's gray robe turned into rags. As the stick rose and fell, the skin on his legs became red and swollen, and then the flesh became blurred.

Lin Yi put away the spiritual power that was wandering around him, only protecting the bones and meridians, and letting Lan Ping beat him. There's no good way out at the moment, and he doesn't know what to do.

After killing all the pickled people in front of him? After breaking out of the prison, can the Tianlong faction still leave the capital? Looking for Mengshan to ask for a way to go to sea?

Lin Yi shook his head secretly, all this was still too taken for granted! If that was the case, why did he have to suffer this crime. The Tianlong faction must have a back hand, and the heritage of a famous faction should not be underestimated. Until the last moment, if you don't set foot on the ship of Dongdu, everything before is in vain!

After the death of Master Immortal, there is no one to entrust with his thoughts. Whenever he encountered a sudden change, he was cautious and acted against his heart. Although it often backfired, he never complained about anything.

After sending Su Xueyun away, Lin Yi had a bad premonition in his heart. When he returned to Sipingguan, he knew that there was no way to avoid it. It is not unexpected to kill so many people, and after the incident, they were arrested and put in prison.

In order to save Su Xueyun, there should be a more appropriate way. But when it came to the end, he Lin Yi was still a little more manipulative. This matter, which seems to be neat and tidy, is actually dragging mud and water, and it still leaves so many drawbacks. For him, it was a lesson. In the future, you should be cautious.

It's just that what should happen now? Lin Yi didn't know.

Just as there is a road under your feet that must be walked, when you don't know where to hide a trench, you can only walk it yourself.

It's about seeing how they end up dealing with themselves.

The pain of skin and flesh still inevitably made Lin Yi grit his teeth. This Chen Shilang and Lan Ping, it's not that I want to kill you, but that you are waiting for your own death.

Lan Ping hit twenty or thirty sticks in one go, and the anger gradually subsided, and when he saw Lin Yi lying on his stomach and didn't move, he threw the bloodstained wooden stick in his hand aside. He took the handkerchief handed by the soldier, wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead, sat on the wooden bench beside him, spat fiercely, and scolded: "Pour cold water on me and see if you are dead?"

A bucket of cold water was poured down, and Lin didn't move. One of the soldiers stepped forward and turned over him, and when he saw that his eyes were cold, staring at the torches on the wall, he screamed in fright.

"What if it's useless, it's a dead person!" Lan Ping scolded angrily, turned his head to look at Chen Shilang, and said, "Lord Chen, ......what do you think of this case?"

Chen Shilang moved his body, looked at Lin Yi, who was like a dead man on the ground, snorted, and said: "The emperor is furious that there is such a big commotion in the capital! Only by closing the case as soon as possible can we give the emperor an explanation and appease the hundreds of officials in the court!" He stretched out his fingers like chicken paws, picked up a piece of paper covered with words on the wooden case, and raised his head to signal.

Lan Ping comprehended, stepped forward and respectfully took the pre-recorded note, squatted in front of Lin Yi, grabbed his fingers, stained the blood on the ground, poked on the paper, and a confession was made.

Lin Yi, who was lying on the ground, seemed to be seriously injured and couldn't move. It's just that there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, looking at Lan Ping Shiwei, he didn't care.

At this time, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Shilang's godless eyes flashed a little smug. He moved his body, walked in front of Lin Yi, bent down, and said in a tone of pity: "Why is this suffering, suffering in vain! If you can tell the whereabouts of Miss Ruyan, how about this official let you suffer less before you die?"

Lin Yi lay on the ground with a playful smile on his face. The Chen Shilang in the woman's mouth should be this person. It seems that there is no reason to treat yourself like this. He shook his head at him slightly, his eyes full of ridicule.

Chen Shilang snorted coldly, stood up dissatisfied, and walked out.

Lin Yi was lifted up by several soldiers and sent back to the iron cage before.

Being slammed to the ground, the pain of the stick wound hit, and Lin Yi smiled bitterly. All of this is self-inflicted. If it is a mortal, even if it is a top master in the rivers and lakes, it will be difficult to escape after such torture. When Lan Ping dropped the stick, he used internal force, and one stick was enough to cripple people. Twenty or thirty sticks in one breath, if it were an ordinary person, he would have been beaten to death. It can be seen that in prison, life is like a mustard, these people really don't care about their life or death.

In the prison, I don't know how many innocent people have been killed in vain!

Lin Yi didn't care about the flesh and skin injuries on his body, and he didn't want to do gong to heal, he was thinking about his thoughts.

Although he did the painting boat by himself, but the government has no real evidence, can he convict himself by stamping a handprint on that confession?

He never despised the imperial power, nor was he hostile to the government, let alone rebel or anything. All beings are equal, and Lin Yi never thinks that anyone can be above others. He wrecked the ship and killed people, but also to save people. Even if it is a mistake, suffering this sin in the heavenly prison is karma.

But Chen Shilang's personal vendetta, and Lan Ping's disregard for human life, have already made Lin Yi kill. He never provokes others, but if he forces him with his life, he will not be soft when he kills people.

"This ...... What is this called! Why did you beat people so hard? Have you offended people?" An old voice, intermittently, came into Lin Yi's ears.

In the iron cage of the prison, more than 100 people were imprisoned, and Lin Yi knew about it when he came in just now, but he didn't bother to ask.

The voice came from the cage next door, a frail old man.

Lin Yi saw that his body was weak and panting like silk, and he knew that his life was short, so he couldn't help but sigh secretly. He leaned on the edge of the cage and said, "This old man, I'm fine, you have a body like this, you should find Langzhong!"

A low cough sounded, and after the rope was over, a gray-haired, dirty-faced old man was revealed in the thatched pile next to the cage. He looked at Lin Yi, smiled weakly, lay down in the grass, and said through the iron cage, "I should have died a long time ago." It's just that you're still young, but it's a pity!"

The old man's voice was like a bellows, as if it would stop at any moment.

Lin Yi learned from the old man's words that this person was actually the emperor's master. In other words, he is the emperor's master. Because of his advice to dissuade the emperor from killing young people, he was imprisoned in prison.

And this old man still didn't give up, in prison, he kept writing books, advising the emperor to let go of his own brothers. His stubbornness finally annoyed the high emperor, and he was imprisoned in prison for four or five years.

The old man said that the emperor was afraid of being criticized by the world, and although he had the intention of killing him, he could only let him die slowly in the prison.

Today's old man can be said to have run out of oil and will die at any time.

"Uncle, who else is in your family, is there anything you want me to help you?" Lin Yi asked.

The old man opened his toothless mouth and laughed silently, and then said with a long breath: "My family is blessed! My two sons, when they were still young, fought for the Great Merchants and died on the battlefield, and I was left with no one left, and my wife also left five years ago, leaving me as an old man. In this world, I don't have ...... care!"

Lin Yi stretched out his hand, touched the veins of the old man's wrist, and a trace of aura slowly entered. He sighed that the old man's life was over, and he was so scattered, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

Since this old man disregarded life and death and advised the emperor to kill less, it can be seen that he himself is a kind and upright person. It's a pity that the good minister didn't meet the master.

The old man's cloudy eyes had a bit of brilliance, and his dying body had a little vitality. He looked at Lin Yi in amazement, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Young man, thank you very much, there is no need to waste your efforts." Look at your bones are strange, you are not an ordinary person, why did you also fall here?"

Lin Yi knew that his life limit was short, so he reluctantly retracted his hand and roughly explained his origin.

The old man pondered for a moment, leaned over the grass, and smiled at Lin Yi: "Above the court, there must be an explanation for everything." It doesn't matter if you're the perpetrator or not. They don't arrest you, they arrest others. In short, this murderer is just an explanation from the emperor to the people. The so-called royal law is just a sword in the hands of the superior and a shackle on the grass people. ”

Lin Yi asked with puzzlement: "Aren't officials also subject to the king's law?" At this time, he remembered Mr. Su's situation.

The old man shook his head slightly, and sighed: "As an official, in the name of law enforcement, he acts for personal gain, and the grass people can only obey." In this way, the world is peaceful! And the royal law is also a sharp weapon for the officialdom to fight against each other, and in the name of the royal law, to achieve their own ulterior purposes."

Lin Yi nodded as if he didn't understand. Regarding the affairs above the temple, the old man did not want to talk about it, and said: "As you said, the elders in your door are going to ask King Ping to intercede." The old man doesn't know what will happen, but King Ping is not what you imagined, he is not as powerful as an official, and it is difficult to protect himself!"

The old man stopped talking, and his expression was gloomy. He sighed softly and said no more.

For a grass people, the distance of the temple is unimaginable. And at this moment, Lin Yi, who is only seventeen years old, has no curiosity or joy about the glitz and glitz of the prosperous world in the capital, but is just inexplicably tired of it. Even if he did not cultivate, he would stay away from this noisy place, hide in the depths of the mountains, marry a wife, have children, and reproduce like an ordinary person.

Lin Yi's mood suddenly drifted back to the haze of smoke and rain, as well as the heart-warming pretty face......

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PS: The next one is 7 o'clock earlier.