Qin Wuyan's raised phoenix eyes lowered lightly, and his voice was somewhat suppressed: "You really don't know why I brought you here?"
After thinking about it, the old Taoist asked, "Is that piece of geomantic treasure land actually yours?"
Qin Wuyan didn't want to waste time, so he said straightforwardly: "The antidote!"
The old Taoist cried bitterly: "Where did I get the antidote? Although I have several medicine bags hanging on my body today, they were all given to me by the doctor, not my own..."
Qin Wuyan moved his gaze to the guard, who looked ashamed and leaned closer to Qin Wuyan: "Commander, it seems that the wrong person has been arrested, and I heard that Zhuang Huaisen's heart hurts suddenly, and the doctor probably stayed in the priest's mansion. Follow out."
When the old Taoist heard this, he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, you have arrested the wrong person. The doctor did not leave the mansion, but stayed in the priest's mansion..."
Qin Wuyan stood up, with his hands behind his back, and walked step by step in front of the old Taoist, lifted his foot to lift his chin, and looked down at the people under his feet: "I heard that you can pinch and count, Zhuang Mingyan's hiding It was you who found the land, right?"
The old Taoist racked his brains thinking about the few people Zhuang Minghao had mentioned to him, and suddenly his mind became clear: "You can't be... Qin Wuyan, right?"
"I've been here for so long, and it's only at this time that I figured out my identity?" Qin Wuyan walked to the window and stood still: "Then did you figure it out? Should I kill you?"
The old man broke out in cold sweat.
Qin Wuyan turned around suddenly, and sneered: "I heard that you are domineering in the priest's mansion, lynching, and even disregarding the young lady of the dealer, right?"
The word-by-word questioning was like a cold blade on his neck. If he dared to say a single word wrong, he would be doomed forever.
Qin Wuyan closed the window, his voice was as dull as his expression, "You said I caught the wrong person, will I kill you tonight? If you guess right, I will save your life. If you guess wrong I will kill you."
A flash of inspiration flashed in the old Taoist's mind, "Commander Qin, you...you will kill me."
If Qin Wuyan wants to kill him, if he guesses right, he can survive, if he guesses wrong, he doesn't want to kill him, no matter what, he can survive.
The corner of Qin Wuyan's lips curled into a sneer: "Since you want to live so much, let him live well."
As soon as the guard heard this, he immediately pulled him up and dragged him outside.
Just when the old Taoist had a glimmer of hope of being alive, before he had time to rejoice, he saw the deep pit behind the stable and immediately struggled: "What are you going to do, Commander Qin has already said, you won't kill me, let me I'm alive and well..."
The guard twisted him up, threw him into the deep pit below, and stepped on his shoulders to fill it with soil: "You old bastard, I advise you to save your energy.
I have been with the commander for so long, and no shameless man has dared to be tempted by our wife to bully our wife. But if there is such a man, if our commander finds out, he is asking for blessings. I think you might as well choose to commit suicide. Sometimes, living is a thousand times more uncomfortable than dying. "
The old Taoist didn't understand what the guard meant at first, but after the guard filled the soil, he realized that he really might as well die.
Except for one head, all his limbs were buried in the ground. In front of him was the stable, with horse manure next to it. It was cold in winter, but the stench still arched into his nose wave after wave, and his body was buried in the soil. , can't move, this appearance is no different from the living dead...