This is the slave's dungeon in the basement of the Lord's Mansion, separated only by a wall. The sun is shining brightly outside the wall, but the inside of the prison is eerie and terrifying. The turbid air is filled with a disgusting sour and rotten smell, and sometimes there is a slight cold wind.
It blew in from the cracks in the wall, and it was cool.
"Tick tock. Tick tock..."
Dirty dripping water snaked down from the roof along the wall, and an old jar was containing the dripping water. A little girl wearing a shabby vest picked up the half-filled jar and walked to
In front of a young man lying on the straw bed, with the help of an adult beside him, the little girl slowly fed the water in her hand into the young man's mouth.
The cold feeling stimulated the ruthless dry throat and the nerves all over the body. He choked on the water and coughed a few times. He only felt that someone was patting his back gently the next moment. Slowly, he slowly opened his eyes.
, when the vision in front of me became clear, what came into view was a little girl with a sallow face and thin skin, but a pair of particularly pure and bright eyes.
"Brother, are you feeling better?" The little girl looked at Qing Qing who woke up and asked with concern.
Wu Qing was startled and was about to sit up when he felt weak and fell down again.
"You'd better have a good rest." The woman supporting him reminded him kindly.
"Where am I?" Qing Qing looked back at the dark room and asked.
"This is in the dungeon." The woman looked at the disfigured boy in front of her with pity, "Poor child, you must be a slave bought by Lord Butters."
Slave?! He moved his eyes ruthlessly and laboriously to look at the two people in front of him, as well as a group of people sitting in a dark corner behind them, their heads lowered in despair, with an aura of despair on their bodies, and their hands and feet were cuffed
Chains, including yourself.
He suddenly remembered that he was going to the hotel to take Piluka away according to the lady's instructions, but midway he suddenly felt dizzy and then lost consciousness.
"Brother, don't be afraid. I will accompany you. Come on, have another sip of water." The little girl had a look of despair on her face that didn't belong in this dark dungeon at all. She smiled and innocently took the water in her hand.
Reaching out to the ruthless mouth again.
Zhongzheng! Wuqing paused for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth. Just as he was about to drink the water in the jar, footsteps suddenly came from the corridor outside the cell.
The little girl was so frightened that she couldn't hold the jar in her hand and dropped it to the ground. She was immediately hugged tightly by the woman next to her. Wuwu also noticed that the slaves around her were trembling and frightened.
After a while, several guards with spears in their hands opened the door of the cell and walked up to Qing Qing.
"The lord wants to see you, come with us!"
After the leading guard winked at the guards around him, those people lifted Wu Wuqing up from the ground without any gentleness.
Being completely powerless, Wu Qing could only let them do whatever they wanted.
Along the way, Qingwu figured out one thing, that is, he had fallen into the hands of Lord Butters, and the fact that he had fainted for no reason before must have something to do with the woman who suddenly appeared in front of them. He was not worried that he would change.
What happened? What I'm most worried about right now is the young lady and Piluka. The young lady must have been infected by that strange flower-scented poison. I don't know how they are doing now.
After a while, Wu Qing was thrown heavily to the cold ground, and then the voice of one of the guards sounded above his head.