Seeing that Zhuang Huaisen was angry, Zhuang Minghao was frightened to death, and quickly hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu up: "Xiaoyu, go quickly, it doesn't matter if that person is dead, is it possible that you are really going to kill your father with anger?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu saw that Zhuang Huaisen was so angry that his face turned green, and he was still choking his neck: "Then let Dad kill me, it's better to be a pair of ghost ducks than to suffer alone."
Zhuang Minghao went to cover her mouth.
Zhuang Huaisen clutched his chest, "Okay, okay, okay, this priest will make you an unfilial daughter."
Zhuang Huaisen sneered, and said to the guards: "Didn't Missy want to see Qin Wuyan, don't you want to get married?
Then take the young lady to the pharmacy and ask her to meet Qin Wuyan to see how his life is worse than death. "
The guard walked to Zhuang Xiaoyu's side: "Miss, please follow me."
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."
Knowing that she was going to see Qin Wuyan, but when she heard Zhuang Huaisen's approval, she suddenly hesitated again. She was afraid of seeing what she didn't want to see.
Seeing her hesitation, Zhuang Huaisen said in a cold voice, "You have to think carefully, if you still insist on marrying him after meeting him this time, this priest will fulfill your wish."
Seeing this, Zhuang Minghao and Zhuang Mingyan hurriedly said: "Father, the courtyard where the medicine is refined is too bloody, let's go with Xiaoyu, so as not to scare her."
Zhuang Huaisen was noncommittal.
Zhuang Minghao and Zhuang Mingyan followed Zhuang Xiaoyu and left.
Zhuang Xiaoyu thought that his father would never make Qin Wuyan feel better, but he never expected to be so cruel.
Originally, Qin Wuyan's injuries were almost healed under Zhuang Xiaoyu's careful treatment, but when he saw Qin Wuyan, he was covered in welts again.
Even on his face, there were two more knife marks.
The guard was holding a sharp blade and slashed at his back, smiling ferociously: "The flesh on this kid's body is good, peel it off and put it on this old thing, I don't know if it will make this old thing rejuvenate .
Before, Zhuang Xiaoyu only vaguely guessed that there were some untold secrets in the priest's mansion. These secrets had been kept from her all along, and she had no way of knowing, but now she saw it with her own eyes, but was shocked by the scene in front of her.
There are large circular vats everywhere, and all the vats are filled with living people who have been soaked in them.
Qin Wuyan was lying in front of a medicine vat, without paying any attention to the actions of the guards behind him, his hands were clinging to the wall of the vat, crying heartbreakingly, shouting: "Master!"
Zhuang Xiaoyu saw that the guard standing behind Qin Wuyan had already thrown away the knife, picked up the skinning pliers, and was about to peel the skin off Qin Wuyan's back.
She staggered a bit, and she didn't know where the strength came from, and she broke free from the restraints of her two elder brothers, smashed open the half-closed door, and rushed straight inside.
The guard was shocked when he saw Zhuang Xiaoyu rushing over so straight, and quickly put away the tools in his hand.
Zhuang Xiaoyu hugged the disheveled and bruised Qin Wuyan, and brushed away the bloody hair on his face, "Ah Yan, Ah Yan!"
Qin Wuyan's gaze turned to Zhuang Xiaoyu, then at the person soaked in the medicine vat, and burst into tears: "Xiaoyu, your father made my master into a medicine man.
They cut off his limbs, skinned him, and left him alive.
If it wasn't for me, if I hadn't taken you out of the priest's mansion..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the skinny old man, through the hazy tearful eyes, after distinguishing for a long time, he vaguely remembered that this seemed to be an old man who specialized in keeping books in the library.