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Chapter 42 Prison Break

A few days ago, I looked at the sky and inferred the weather for the past few days. I misunderstood. I am not an expert in astronomy and geography. I just heard what the old people in the village said when I was a child watching millet in Shaiguping.

. As time goes by, I will also make guesses. Although it is not accurate every time, it is still close to ten.

As the saying goes, there are broom clouds in the sky and rain will fall for three days. The morning glow will not go out, but the sunset will travel thousands of miles. It rains in the early days and clears up in one day, and rains in the evening until dawn. There are hooks and clouds in the sky, and rain falls on the ground.

After the rain this morning, the sky was fine. In the evening, hook clouds appeared in the sky, indicating that it would be windy and rainy tonight. Dark clouds covered the moon. I always carry those pieces of silver and daggers with me. I also took those damn chains that flashed at night.

Hidden inside the clothes. I originally wanted to cut it off with a white jade dagger, but I didn't know what it was made of. After cutting it for a long time, only a small trace was left.

I came to Liangyiping with the washed sheets. The night breeze was getting stronger, and the large sheets and quilts I had prepared in advance were flying in the wind. When the time came, I immediately threw the sheets forward hard, and then hid them under the sheets.

Sneaking along the edge of the bed sheet, weaving between the bed sheets, with the whistling night wind in my ears. As soon as I reached the edge of the bed, I didn't fly out immediately, but forcefully threw a scarecrow with clothes similar to mine.

At the same time, I hid in the grass, and sure enough, a black shadow flew out, and the cold sword struck directly at the heart. Then the scarecrow fell into pieces. Looking at the straw flying all over the sky, I opened my mouth wide, and I felt so cold! It turned out that there were people everywhere.

Spying on you. Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise I would have died.

This place is probably an abandoned place, the grass is one meter high, the grass moves with the wind, and the wind is from the east, and the garden wall is to the west.

At the right time and place, I climbed down and crawled forward. Although I was wearing grass green clothes, my hair was still black. Those who spend their days in the dark are probably very sensitive to the dark. So although I crawled forward, I was not as fast as I could run.

, but it is the safest.

Finally, I almost climbed to the garden wall. I couldn't fly out right away. The garden wall here was closest to the ping, and maybe someone had been guarding it outside. I climbed another section along the garden wall. There were a lot of gravel on the ground.

My hands were pressed on it, and my face was cut by reeds from time to time, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

It finally started to rain. The sound of wind and rain combined with the rumbling thunder in the sky should disturb their hearing. I waited quietly, and finally waited for the strongest flash of lightning. I silently said one, two, three, and followed.

With the deafening thunder, I flew out of the high garden wall.

I don't know where this place is, I just know that I have to get away from this garden immediately. I ran forward with all my strength, and the rain became heavier and heavier. I don't know how long it took, but I couldn't fly anymore. I had to run one foot deeper and one foot shallower.

I couldn't run anymore. I stopped and gasped for air. I thought about where to find Qingcao and meet my mother.

But when I looked up and saw a dark shadow standing in front of me, I realized that I had thought too far. I slowly straightened up and stared at Murong Chong, the rain hitting his handsome face and body made him look even more resolute.

Indifferent, like a ghost.

Suddenly I turned around and ran away. Many great people have said that you should never give up, right? Damn, it took me so long to prepare and I ran out so tired. How could I just stand down and wait for you with such big eyes and small eyes?

Come to catch me. I have no strength left but I want to run. But the man flashed in front of me like a ghost and grabbed my collar. I thought he would say you are so brave. You dare to run. Believe me or not.

I'll kill you now.

"Where's your chain?" He pressed down, his nose almost hit mine, and he stared at me, as if he was about to spit out fire.

I thought, it would be nice if the fire was really hot. I was so cold from the rain. But even if it was fire, it probably came from hell, so cold.

"What?" I was very curious. He didn't want to fight or kill me. Instead, I asked where the necklace was.

"I asked you where is the chain I gave you?" he growled, and pulled open my collar without waiting for me to speak.

"Ah! What are you doing?!" I looked at the torn collar, and half of the bellyband on my chest was exposed. The damn chain was hanging properly. Oh, it was flashing, flashing.

Damn it... I quickly tightened my clothes.

"I was about to take it out, why are you in a hurry? I know it's your chain, take it back, I didn't say you wanted it."

"I'm telling you, you'd better wear it properly outside." He pulled on the chain and put his hand into my collar. I was just about to think about what this pervert was going to do, when he grabbed the scale jade inside and pulled it again.

Come out. I swear, if I am beaten to death, I will not wear the necklace. If I continue to wear it, my neck will be torn off sooner or later.

"Where did this jade come from?" he asked, glaring at me.

"You don't care where I came from, it's not yours anyway." I pulled on the thin unicorn beard. It was so thin, so the pressure must be quite big. If I exerted more force, my head would not be saved.

"Say!" he said more forcefully.

"My mother gave it to me." He couldn't stand it any longer. You can just name him, but you can't tell him that it was a gift from a unicorn. "You can let go."

He circled his hand around the unicorn beard. "How to remove it."

"Stop pulling, it can't be taken off." Damn it, think about how to explain it quickly, this is a unicorn beard, if he really pulls it hard, I won't be able to save my head.

"When I was one month old, a Taoist priest gave this to my mother, saying that she should wear it close to her body. It was just right to put it on at that time, but as she grew older and her head got bigger, she couldn't take it off. This rope is also extremely tough.

No matter how sharp you use it, you can cut it without stopping." This story is relatively reasonable and should pass the test.

"You'd better tell the truth." He finally let go of me.

"Well, that's the absolute truth!" I straightened my collar, "Then can I leave now?" I said naturally, and turned to leave.

Never give up, my wise words. However, before I took the first step, there was another pain on the side of my neck. After sighing that my neck has always been hurt lately, I fell backwards, faintly.

It was as if someone was supporting me, and then I heard the sentence "Back to Murong Garden", announcing that my first escape from prison was a complete failure. A basin of cold water was poured over me. In an instant, I became more awake, and the cold water penetrated the rough skin.

Commoner, there is a dull pain in my neck.

There was a masked man in black clothes in front of him, and he took out a dark and shiny leather whip from the water tank on the side. Needless to say, the tank must be filled with salt water. He shook it hard, and the leather whip

The whip made a loud and harsh sound. I knew he

You will never let me go easily. What I have to bear is ten severe lashes or more. Shi Lao told me that the escaped female slaves and maids here were all caught before they even left the garden, and they had to be whipped.

Bitterness was used as punishment, and those who could not bear it were killed and whipped.

I was pushed onto a standing stone slab. My hands were separated and locked, and my back was facing the person who could only see those cold, dead eyes. It was only ten times, and I had to endure it.

With a snap, the whip hit my body, and I heard the sound of my clothes tearing. There was a burning pain on my back. Before all the pain was released, there was another snap, like an oil wave, snap - four

, five, six, I gritted my teeth and counted silently, the splashed salt water was eroding like poisonous gangrene, gnawing like millions of ants.

Sweat dripped down drop by drop. By the eighth blow, I began to feel a little paralyzed, and slowly waited for the fainting to come. I knew that if it really was only ten blows, I would not die, and the coma could allow me to escape temporarily.

these pains.

But when darkness was about to fall, the whipping stopped, the lock was opened, and I was dragged forward and thrown to the ground. A bucket of cold water was poured over my head again. The cold water seeped into the broken wounds on my back, bursts of

The pain, the pain that jumps and jumps. I

Pulled back from the unconscious state of Taixu, I raised my head, and the vision in front of me gradually became clearer. A pair of white boots walked over. I looked up and saw Murong Chong sitting high in white clothes, and the whip-wielding man stood respectfully on the side.

Stand with your head bowed respectfully.

"You can actually run out of this garden. I really underestimated you. How does this whip taste?" He asked knowingly.

"——" It hurts to breathe now. Damn it, it's okay. It's better not to talk. You want to know how many times you can be whipped and it won't be over. Let me tell you, there is no crack in the window!

"What do you think would happen if we hit those old people?"

"Who are you talking about?" My reaction was a little slow.

"Is there anyone from the Liu family, including Manager Shi?"

"You bastard." I cursed. If I had the strength, I really wanted to rush up and strangle him to death. He knew how to hurt innocent people.

"What did you say?" He came over and knelt down and asked me.

"Damn it, I said you are a despicable bastard. You are responsible for one person's work and you beat him for it. What else do you want? Give me a few more whips at most, and I will break the jar." I grabbed him.

He glared at him fiercely, letting out all the anger he had been holding back.

Seeing that he was just looking at me with no reaction, I continued to use my potential. "You despicable villain, if you have the ability, you will only attack me. Are you still afraid that you are not capable of locking me up, so you want to use this kind of method?"

Despicable means. Ridiculous."

"Okay, I will follow you and not involve other people for the time being. Remember, no matter where you escape, I will never let you go." He grabbed my head from behind and looked directly into my eyes.

Eyes. It seems that everything is under his control and I can't escape.

"It won't involve other people, it's settled."

"I would like to see what other tricks you can come up with?" There was a kind of cruel play in his eyes, just like a cat that catches a mouse and slowly plays with it until the mouse is exhausted.

Take action.

No matter what his purpose is, if I run away in the future, it is my own business and has nothing to do with others.

There was a stabbing pain in my abdomen, a tightness in my throat, a sweet taste in my mouth, and a stream of warm liquid flowing out. My nerves relaxed, my eyesight dimmed, and I finally fell into darkness as I wished.


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