Buildings and warehouses.

The war has begun, but the lives of Loukuang people do not seem to have been greatly affected.

The emergency mobilization order has taken effect. Everyone should do whatever they should do as they are ordered every day. After a busy day, some go home in groups, while others sit in the wine shop, drink two bowls of wine, chat, and then go to rest.

This seems to have become a habit.

The cruel war does not seem to affect the mood of the Lou Cang people. It seems very relaxed to see their appearance.

"Have you heard that, Chu army is here!"

"Nonsense, of course I know, didn't you fight yesterday? The Chu army didn't take advantage, and even angered the old man. He rushed into the Chu army camp alone, killing those guys to run away... Chen Er, we all know these things, don't pretend to be a ghost here?"

Chen Er looks like a standard Chu man.

Not tall, seven feet tall, thin and small.

With a single eyelid, "I'm talking about the main force of the Chu people... Yesterday's Chu army was just a vanguard. I heard that the Chu army had arrived, with tens of thousands of people, and they were stationed ten miles away from the city. I think Lou Cang is going to be in danger this time. Maybe on the day the city is broken, all the whole city will suffer... Outside the city is Chu people, and we are also Chu people. What are you going to fight?"

His eyes were fixed on Chen Er.

"You bastard!"

A wine glass hit the surface, almost smashing Chen Er's head to the point of bleeding. But even after avoiding the wine glass, Chen Er's body was wet and looked very embarrassed. Chen Er couldn't help but be furious, and looked up and looked in the direction, but his face changed.

"Old Niutao, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? I'll kill you, a bastard!"

The old bull head is over 70 years old, and his hair and beard are all white. He used to run a restaurant outside the city to make a living. When chaos arose, he returned to Loucang City.

This is an authentic Lou Cang native. His ancestors lived in this Sihong land for six generations and made a living by fishing and hunting.

Later, Lou Cang was established, and the old Niutou family lived in Lou Cang. Now Lao Niutou's grandson works in the Lou Cang army, and the eldest son has done a small business. He has a few acres of thin fields under his name, and his life is quite good. He stood up and pointed at Chen Er and cursed: "I think you are not a good thing. Since I came to Lou Cang, I have spread some strange words everywhere all day long.

The villagers said with conscience: How have you treated us in the past ten years?

In the past, what kind of life did our Lou Ting people live, and what kind of life do we live now? I don’t know that Xianyang and Luoyang have never been there. But my wife fled from Yingdu. She told me that the life we ​​Lou Ting people lived was not as good as Yingdu back then... Who gave it to us? It’s the king! Without the king, we can only float on the water.

Junhou once said that there is no distinction between Qin and Chu, or region.

Living here, everyone has only one name: Lou Cang people... Over the past ten years, has Junhou bullied us at all?

Damn, now at the beginning of a good life, a group of people jumped up and down and made trouble here.

My old man said, "Who doesn't let me live a good life, and the old man won't let him feel comfortable... So what can I do if there are more than 100,000 people? Didn't the Korean army also besieged our Lou Cang? But in the end, it was not defeated by Junhou and the others and fled in a panic."

The people in the restaurant nodded repeatedly when they heard it.

That’s right, what’s the matter with more than 100,000 people? I haven’t seen any scenes in this building and warehouse, so why are they afraid of doing?

Chen Er's cheeks twitched slightly. He was indeed not from Lou Cang, but moved here with the people of Xu County a few days ago.

He really didn't know much about the battle that Lou Cang had encountered before.

Old man Niu pointed at Chen Er and cursed: "Bastard, get out of here, don't let me see you again. My restaurant does not welcome people like you... Also, I will spare you this time. If I hear you again next time, I will report to the yamen to see if you dare to break your mouth."

"Chen Er, let's go!"

The drinker next to him said, "If Dad Niu wants to be serious, you won't have any good results, let's go."

A group of Chu people scum!

Chen Er cursed in his heart, but with a smile on his face, apologized repeatedly, and withdrew from the restaurant.

The master's troops have arrived, and now he has not moved, he must be waiting for news. But these Lou Cang people treat the Qin dog like a god. Not to mention persuading surrender, even saying that the Qin dog is not, they will be furious one by one. If this continues, it will not be easy.

Follow the street and head towards your residence.

Chen Er did not notice and followed two men behind him. When he arrived at an alley, the two men suddenly accelerated and clamped Chen Er in the middle, one left and one right.

"Ah, you guys..."

Chen Er was about to shout, but found a bright short sword pressing against his waist. The shouting sound that reached his mouth was swallowed back again.

"If you want to survive, follow us obediently."

"I……"

"Shut up, when you get to the place, you will naturally have the opportunity to speak."

One man put his hands on Chen Er's shoulder, while the other man took a step back and stared at Chen Er.

The two of them walked into the alley, walked out, and then reached the back door of a large mansion. When Chen Er saw the black painted gate, he couldn't help but feel sank. He was determined to struggle, but before he could take action, the dagger had pierced his skin. Look at this, if he had any evil actions, the two men would kill him without hesitation. These two people would definitely kill people without blinking.

The door opened, and two men walked into the courtyard with Chen Er in their arms.

It was gloomy and the air was filled with blood. There were more than a dozen wing rooms on both sides and a hall in the center.

"Brother Ma, are you getting something again today?"

A young man in yamen runner's uniform came up, holding heavy chains in his hand, and greeted him with a smile.

"I'm tired of brothers... there is always that invisible guy who wants to make trouble in the city. Today, he actually ran to Old Man Niu's territory.

It just happened that I was idle and idle, so my brother brought him. I just wanted to ask if I could ask something, and I would bother you."

"I'm all working for the king and the lord, why do you say that you're tired of it?"

The young man shook the chain, and with a clatter, he skillfully clamped Chen Er's hands and feet, then held a thin chain and said with a smile: "Do you want to walk in or be carried in? In the past two days, the brothers in the torture room are itchy."

Brother Ma slapped Chen Er on the shoulder, "If I were you, I would definitely choose to walk in. I have seen many hard bones, but no one can survive the twelve torture room of the black guard... Haha, of course, if you are interested, you can try it, which is also an eye-opener."

Black-clothed guard?

What is that thing!

This was the first time Chen Er heard this statement, and his heart trembled.

These people all looked quite amiable, but he could feel how hideous murderous aura was hidden behind the smile.

"I'll go in by myself, so I won't bother you."

"Smart!" Brother Ma smiled and said, "If you see Lord Jia later, you might as well continue to be so smart, it might be better."

The young man shook the chain and took Chen Er to the hall.

Chen Er glanced at both sides from the corner of his eyes. He saw that the doorsteps of the room were cleaned very clean, but there were still spots of blood.

My heart shivered again.

When I walked into the hall, opposite the hall door, there was a long case.

On the walls on both sides, there were all kinds of strange objects, and license plates were also woven. There were seven or eight wooden shelves, and there were also torture instruments hanging on them. Chen Er couldn't name many torture instruments at all, and he had never even seen them.

I couldn't help but feel more nervous.

"Wait here!"

The young man said something and turned around and left.

The empty hall was very quiet. Chen Er stood alone and dared not move. Because he could feel that in the darkness of the hall, countless pairs of eyes were looking at him. The feeling of being peeped at, coupled with a ghost in his heart, made Chen Er's forehead unconsciously seep out dense beads of sweat.

What exactly do these Qin people want to do?

Standing alone is also a torment.

About a stick of incense had passed, and Chen Er couldn't stand it anymore. At this time, a drum sounded, and a middle-aged man walked out of the back hall. Outside the hall, eight yamen runners came in and were arranged on both sides. The middle-aged man lifted his clothes and knelt down behind the long desk, without raising his nose, and asked, "What's the name of the thief in the hall?"

"Xiaomin, Chen Er!"

"Chen Er, do you know why you brought you here?"

Chen Er's eyes rolled around and raised his hand to slap himself, "Xiaomin is so mean, he is talking nonsense outside, so he angered the master."

"Are you talking nonsense? There are so many people talking nonsense, but why are you the only one arrested?"

The middle-aged man raised his head and his eyes were bright. His face was a little pale and his appearance was pretty. But when he glared, he showed a grim aura. He said coldly: "I thought you were very smart, but it seems that your intelligence is useless."

As he spoke, he shook the file and said, "Chen Er, who lives in Dongyang for generations, is a member of the Chen clan of the Dongyang clan, and later sold himself as a slave to Chen Ying. Eight months ago, you moved from Dongyang to Xu County, claiming to be a refugee and registered your household registration. Since then, you are still honest in Xu County... After Junhou ordered the people of Xu County to move to the people of Xu County, you came to Lou Cang together. To this day... It has been a total of twenty-eight days. Are you wrong about what I said?"

Chen Er's body trembled constantly, crawling on the ground without saying a word.

“I have recorded everything you have done in these twenty-eight days.

Chen Er, otherwise, I'll tell me? See if there is any error..."

"Little, Xiaomin dare not bother Master!"

The middle-aged man smiled, "You are smart and I know that I feel sorry for the master... Since that's the case, don't hide it anymore? The master wants to know what he wants to know, and you know the best in your heart. Drop it out obediently, so as not to suffer later. While the master is in a good mood and has not carried the guy up, you can explain to make the master satisfied and have a good life for you in the future; otherwise, as soon as the guy comes up, you will be too late."

It sounds like the middle-aged man's tone is very gentle.

Chen Er gritted his teeth, "Master, Xiaomin really doesn't know..."

Before he could finish his words, the middle-aged man interrupted Chen Er. His eyes suddenly became sharp and he stared at Chen Er, and sighed softly for a long time.

"Chen Er, the master likes you, so he doesn't want you to suffer. But unexpectedly, you are so ignorant... The master mentioned the eleven years of prison sentence, and his favorite thing to do in his life is to ask for confessions. Looking at those guys who think they are heroes and heroes, who think they are hard-bodied, scream in front of the master and beg for mercy in front of the master, you will feel very comfortable in your heart.

I am willing to be a guy who knows the current affairs for you, ha, I didn’t expect that the master took a look today.

In this case... take the hero to the 12th room first, if you can survive, the master will do it himself and meet this hero."

The middle-aged man's tone was very gentle, but Chen Er was shuddered.
To be continued...