The dark path was filled with a pungent smell. Occasionally, rats with gray fur would squeak and jump in front of them. Ji Yan walked ahead holding a torch, still wearing the same iceberg expression that had remained unchanged for a hundred years.
Even if there is a mouse crawling on the feet, he just bends down and brushes it away without any emotion or anger.
The wailing sounds of men and women kept coming from the depths of the cell, which seemed particularly terrifying in the deep cell, but the two of them ignored it as if they were used to it.
"Your Majesty." About a cup of tea away, a young man in gray clothes suddenly appeared. He bowed heavily to Bai Yan and leaned down.
"Get up." Bai Yan turned around and looked around the cells, but found no sign of the person he was looking for. Then he turned to look at the boy and asked coldly: "Where is that woman?"
"In the innermost place. She has been wailing every day since she was brought back a few days ago, which made many prisoners unable to be quiet, so the young one threw her into the innermost place." The boy raised his head and replied obediently. Then he asked in a flattering manner:
"Why don't you take the master up there?"
"Yes." Bai Yan replied lightly, and kicked the mouse that crawled under his feet to the side with a bit of disgust. Ji Yan inserted the torch in his hand on the shelf nearby and followed the footsteps of the two of them.
Linlang's instruments of torture were displayed in front of his eyes like a movie, and the open space exposed outside the weeds occasionally showed patches of blood. Those prisoners who originally wanted to reach out to ask for water from the boys as usual, raised their heads and saw that it was
The faces of Bai Yan and Ji Yan were so frightened that they kept retreating. Even those who kept wailing closed their mouths for a while, huddled in the corner with wide, frightened eyes, not daring to make any sound. Until Bai Yan
Flame disappeared from sight before continuing to choke softly.
Bai Yan seemed to enjoy this effect very much. A smile appeared on his originally gentle and evil face, which looked even more terrifying against the backdrop of the candlelight on both sides.
"This is it." The boy stopped at the end of the path, pointed to a cell door and looked up at Bai Yan, who had regained his calm expression. Just when he was about to ask if he wanted to open the cell door, he saw Bai Yan than
She made a silent movement, reached out and took the key from his hand, twisted it gently, and said to the boy in a low voice: "You go down first."
The boy thought that Bai Yan was going to do the same things as usual, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Do you need me to get the torture tools?"
"No need." Bai Yan reached out and handed the key to him and said coldly, "You are not allowed to come here without my permission."
"Yes." The boy was frightened slightly by Bai Yan's cold tone. He took the key from Bai Yan's hand tremblingly and stepped back quickly.
Bai Yan raised his eyes and looked through the gap between the wood of the cell. His big white hand on the doorknob paused slightly, and he saw a woman wearing clothes covered in blood sitting in the corner with her legs disheveled.
There were mice squeaking around her, or eating the rotten food in the broken bowl beside her, but she ignored it. She just kept shrinking. Looking from Bai Yan's perspective, she happened to see her
Her hands were exposed under the large robe, and her nails were stained with dankou. However, her slender hands were tightly clenched with dirty hands. There was even obvious blood flowing out.
Bai Yan signaled Ji Yan not to go in yet, reached out and put the chain on the door to one side, slowly opened the door with a creak, and walked in step by step.
The trembling woman thought she was the boy who used to deliver food. Her body stagnated slightly and she didn't say anything. She still maintained her previous movements and remained motionless.
Bai Yan curled up the corners of his mouth, moved forward two more steps, and then stood there without making any movement or saying any words.
The woman felt a breath that was different from the past. She tilted her head with some confusion, her hair spread in front of her face, and she looked forward through the messy hair. When she saw Bai Yan's face, there was something
He hugged his shoulders and stepped back with some vigilance, exclaiming: "Who are you? You, don't look at me! Why are you here? You...get out quickly!"
After saying that, he covered his face and turned away again, trying to completely shrink his whole body into the corner.
Bai Yan laughed coldly, took another step forward, and said with a smile: "Why, have you even forgotten your savior? If it weren't for me, you might not even have half of the refining slag left at this time."
"You saved me?" The woman's voice was a bit surprised, but she did not look back, and then smiled coldly: "Why did you save me? Wouldn't it be better if I was dead?"
"Do you hate it?" Bai Yan raised his head slightly and did not answer the woman's question directly. Seeing that the woman did not answer, he repeated it in an aggravated tone: "Do you hate it? Hate the person who burned you into what you are now.
Human?"
"Hate?" The woman recited the word repeatedly with a cold smile. She suddenly turned her head, stretched out her hand to peel away the broken hair in front of her face, and roared word by word: "I
, I wish she would die!"
The sound was so loud that the cell that had been noisy just now suddenly fell into a dead silence, and even had some echoes.
That terrifying face suddenly appeared in front of Bai Yan. Even though he knew a little about it before and had seen a lot in the past, looking at it again now, it still made him shake involuntarily. Even the corners of Ji Yan's mouth were calm.
I pulled it unconsciously.
The once swaying face has long been swollen and swollen, and the huddled facial features no longer show the slightest trace of their original beauty. Some places seem to have been scratched, with drops of pus emerging from time to time.
, coupled with the woman's ferocious expression at this time, it is even more terrifying.
After all, Bai Yan had seen people in all kinds of miserable situations, but after a moment he returned to his original indifference, pretending to smile as if nothing had happened, stretched out his hand to gently lift the woman's chin, which was dripping with pus, and curled his lips into a faint smile.
, a pair of narrow peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed: "I will give you my original appearance, can you do me a favor?"
The woman was just about to struggle to open Bai Yan's palm, but she suddenly became quiet after hearing Bai Yan's words. A strange light shone out of her eyes that she could barely discern the shape of, but it only lasted for a moment. After all, she was also a calculating woman, and she snorted coldly.
, broke away from Bai Yan's hand.
"What if your help costs me my life? It won't be worth the loss."
Bai Yan didn't expect that the woman would tell him other conditions even like this. He was slightly startled in his heart, but his face remained calm. He took out the snow-white cloth handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped his fingers, with a cold smile amidst the squeaking of the mouse.
A ferocious sound:
"Don't worry, I will never kill you, and I will help you get rid of the person you hate so much!"