"Haha."
Situ Zhi smiled slightly and said gently: "What you mean is that if I don't cooperate,
You and your superiors, those few people standing behind the screen wall at this moment, eavesdropping and peeking,
Are you going to throw me into the sarcophagus forest?"
"We don't want to see that happen either."
The torture officer did not deny that the superiors of the Zhenfu Department were monitoring the surveillance, and said calmly: "At first, the sarcophagus will make people feel like their lives are like years, and they will be restrained and unable to move. They will subconsciously curse loudly and threaten. The words are extremely filthy.
Immediately afterwards, the person in the sarcophagus will begin to beg for mercy. As long as he can move his hands and feet, let him see the light, and find someone to talk to him, he is willing to pay any price outside the sarcophagus.
In the end, there was only loneliness and despair left in the sarcophagus, and he prayed over and over again that someone could open the sarcophagus and drag him back to the torture chamber.
It is a pity that more than 80% of people cannot wait for this opportunity. They will stay in the sarcophagus until the last moment of their lives."
The smile on Situ Zhi's face gradually disappeared, he tilted his head, stared at the torture officer, and said slowly: "You don't know what you are facing, and you don't know what you will encounter.
Like a spoiled child, unaware of the dangers and horrors outside the house."
"Then tell us."
The interrogator immediately said: "You have no strong hatred for the State of Yu, you are not driven by faith, and you have no reason to persist.
Even if you are locked up here, it will be ten thousand times stronger than a sarcophagus.
Who is helping you? What are you planning secretly?"
"Heh."
Situ Zhi shook his head, "You are right, I do not hate the Yu State, and I have no faith in Haotian or any gods.
However, I know one thing very well. Compared with the methods of those people, loneliness and despair are not terrible.
Take me to the sarcophagus."
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There is light rain falling in the sky, and the air is filled with the smell of earth and vegetation.
The arena competition is still going on,
A temporary wooden ceiling was erected above the auditorium, equipped with water-proof charms to block the rain. Since it was a holiday at this time, the number of spectators was even greater than before.
Cang!
The sound of weapons clashing was heard, and a Zhou Guo student flew out of the ring, kicked his feet on the lawn several times to stop his retreat, and then threw his shield on the ground in frustration.
His opponent, Pei Jing, let out a breath, walked slowly down the ring, took the cotton cloth from his friend, gently wiped the dust on the Canghai Sword, and nodded to his opponent.
"Pei Silang is making rapid progress."
Yang Yu in the audience said with emotion: "In just a few days, I can control the sword with ease, and my sword intention is continuous. A few days ago, even if I could defeat my opponent, I would never be as relaxed and comfortable as now."
"After all, actual combat is the best teacher."
Li Wei sighed with regret: "It's a pity that my cultivation is not enough.
There are not many opportunities to communicate and promote exchanges with monks from different countries. It is a pity to miss it this time.
I don’t know which year I have to wait for next time.”
While a few people were chatting, a group of footsteps came from behind the auditorium. Li Leling turned his head and said in surprise: "Fourth brother?"
"His Royal Highness the King of Yue."
Everyone stood up one after another. King Li Hui of Yue waved his hand and said casually: "Don't call me your highness in the academy. Seniors and senior brothers are all nicer to you than your highness."
After not seeing her for a long time, Li Hui seems to be rounder than before. Although she looks fat and fair, she doesn’t feel greasy at all - it may have something to do with the handsome face inherited from the royal family named Li.
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Handsome fat boy.
"Ri Sheng, this is something given to you by the eldest son of the Yan family. I just happened to meet him at the gate of the academy and brought it over for you."
Li Hui made a move and asked his subordinates to bring over a long wooden box and handed it to Li Ang.
"Thank you..."
Li Ang took the long wooden box and paused, "Senior brother."
"This is right."
Li Hui smiled and took out a stack of wedding invitations from her arms and distributed them to everyone, "My wedding is on the day after Qiqiao Festival, the eighth day of July, in Furong Garden. Everyone, try to come."
The Qiqiao Festival is also the Qixi Festival, and in a sense, it can also be regarded as the Valentine's Day of Yu State.
"Definitely go."
Yong Hongzhong and others solemnly accepted the invitation. Everyone knew that Li Hui was the most favored son of Emperor Yu. The wedding being prepared for this time was as grand as the prince's wedding during the Queen's period, and even more extravagant.
Worse than that.
They are friends of Li Leling. If they attended weddings in the past, they would not be suspected of siding with the King of Yue.
What's more...it would be nice to see the world in the past.
"Next up is Li Ang, who has been in the Academy for three years."
The commentator's voice sounded below the martial arts arena, and the surrounding eyes immediately turned to Li Ang. There were also bursts of discussion in the auditorium in the distance.
"It's my turn."
Li Ang nodded slightly to his friends, picked up the wooden box, walked across the aisle, and walked toward the ring below.
"It's really him?"
"Otherwise, there are many people with the same name, but he is the only one who has lived in Zaiqian for three years."
"Has he also entered the Tingyu Realm? But even if Tingyu is a beginner, he won't be able to go very far even if he participates in the group competition..."
There were constant whispers in the auditorium on both sides. Li Ang ignored the noise along the way and came to the bottom of the ring.
After saying hello to Ren Chao, who was acting as the referee today, he placed the wooden box in his hand on the table and opened the lid.
Because Bian Chenpei, as a disciple of Taihao Mountain, secretly took the Starfall Memory Device with him, which caused bad consequences and had a very bad impact.
In order to prevent similar situations from occurring, the martial arts arena temporarily added a rule prohibiting contestants from carrying weapons that exceed specifications.
"Huh?"
Ren Xuan glanced at the box and found that what was contained in the wooden box was not a telepathy device, but a short gun.
Triangular gun.
"I asked the doctor from the blacksmith workshop to build this gun for me before. The day before yesterday, I commissioned the craftsmen from Duke Yan's mansion to remodel it, adding some extra weight and special design. It shouldn't be against the rules."
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"A violation is not a violation."
Ren Xuan asked doubtfully: "But Risheng, aren't you a major in Nianxue Fu? Don't you bring other Nian tools or talismans?"
"Not needed yet."
Li Ang shook his head and said. In the first few arena matches, Tingyu's primary opponents will be selected with similar cultivation levels. If they can't be easily defeated, then don't think about how to teach Bian Chenpei a lesson.
Now, a short gun is enough.
"I believe we don't need to introduce who Li Ang is, and his opponent this time is Taihaoshan and Gao Xiangming."
Along with the voice of commentary, a frail young man stood up from the Taihao Mountain students and walked to the ring.
This chapter has been completed!