The drizzle was drizzling, and the cold rain fell on Qin Wuyan's body, soaking his clothes. Zhuang Mingyan, who was lying on the ground, struggled and rolled in the mud like maggots, crying like ghosts and wolves.
Finally, I tasted what it was like to use the same means to deal with others.
Zhuang Mingyan's fingers and toes were crushed bit by bit by Qin Wuyan, his head was covered with poisonous insects, gnawing at his flesh and blood, his hair fell to the ground, and blood flowed from his head, like rain and water. The mud and water on the ground were mixed together, and it was already unclear what color it was.
When Zhuang Qingyun rushed over holding the umbrella handle, he saw Qin Wuyan standing on a clean stone with fluttering clothes, holding a bamboo flute in his hand, staring coldly at him struggling and crying in the puddle. The man begging for mercy.
Qin Wuyan held two slender, long and shiny silver needles between the fingertips of his other hand. When Zhuang Qingyun approached, the two silver needles quickly shot into the acupuncture points on Zhuang Mingyan's body.
Standing in the rain and fog, Zhuang Qingyun looked at Zhuang Mingyan who had already lost his face on the ground, and frowned: "Are you sure you want to give him to me?"
"Um."
Qin Wuyan felt that his eyes were dirty even if he took one more look, "You'd better be able to make his life worse than death."
Zhuang Qingyun nodded: "That's natural. Whatever I suffered before, I will let him enjoy it."
Zhuang Qingyun beckoned to the two hidden guards who followed behind him: "Drag away."
The dark guard stepped forward, put a rope around Zhuang Mingyan's head and arms, and dragged him down the mountain like a dead dog.
Every time he moved, the silver needles pierced into his body would stir in the flesh, excruciating pain. Zhuang Mingyan didn't know where it hurt, but he felt that it hurt badly everywhere.
The silver needle penetrated into his acupuncture point, and it was impossible for him to pass out. All the pain in his body seemed to be magnified a thousand times, and he felt that life was worse than death.
Zhuang Mingyan couldn't take it anymore: "You guys kill me, Zhuang Qingyun, you eat things inside and out, you will die badly, thanks to my father's respect for you, you are actually working hand in hand with Qin Wuyan..."
With a smile on the corner of Zhuang Qingyun's lips, he quietly listened to Zhuang Mingyan's insult, sneered, and said, "Didn't I come to save you?
If I were one step late, you might have died at the hands of Commander Qin. "
Hearing this, Zhuang Mingyan once again had a faint hope in his heart: "Zhuang Qingyun, save me, as long as you save me, I will go back and beg my father to make you the candidate for the next high priest..."
Zhuang Mingyan snorted, "I'm not interested in the position of high priest at all."
After a pause, a flash of sarcasm flashed in his eyes: "You really are a young master who is used to being pampered, but at this time, you still have such naive thoughts.
Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily, your good days are yet to come. "
The dark guard dragged the man into the damp and narrow cave that had been dug long ago, and threw him in. Several dirty men and a chimpanzee who were eating inside looked towards the entrance of the cave...
Zhuang Mingyan instinctively wanted to climb out: "Let me out, kill me."
The hidden guard blocked the entrance and kicked the person in, "Young Master Qingyun said, these people are your most trusted helpers, as for your favorite pet, I brought you here too.
From then on, you will live the life of a young master with servants and pets, clothes and food and mouth.
The food will be delivered every three days, with ingredients added to it, please enjoy the rest of the day, Young Master Qingyun, I hope you live a long and long life..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhuang Mingyan's miserable scream came from inside...