"If I told you that this was the case, what would you do? Would you die?"
Mr. Meng laughed softly, and even in the darkness, Gu Yilan could feel the deep malice.
Of course Gu Yilan will not die because he is unwilling to do so.
Life is not up to him, and death is not up to him.
Love is not up to him, hate is not up to him.
His whole life has been like a joke.
If he is just an ordinary person and can die a good life, or if he has fought but is unable to recover, then so be it.
Now that he had this opportunity, why didn't he fight for it?
Seeing his silence, Mr. Meng said, "Well, if you don't want to tell me, then you must not want to die.
You are no longer a priest now, and Gu Fenglin is so majestic, but you can only hide in the corner and hide your head.
It's really tiring to live every day on guard against being discovered by him and treat you like a monster.
How about I give you a trick and you give Gu Fenglin some medicine to make him become like you, wouldn't it be better?"
Gu Yilan's mind moved slightly, and she said in a deep voice: "Are you kidding me? You are in prison now, how can you give me medicine?"
Mr. Meng said: "Of course I don't have the medicine. As long as you take me out, I will give it to you. How about that?"
Gu Yilan bargained: "What if you lie to me? You tell me where the medicine is first, and I will get it and then pick you up."
Mr. Meng's voice changed and he said fiercely: "If you don't take me out, and Gu Fenglin comes later, I will tell him your secret! You can decide what to do yourself!"
Gu Yilan suddenly felt the intention to kill.
From the time he was born until now, there have been very few people who dare to threaten him.
Even such a dirty bug dares to coerce him?
Cold hands pinched Mr. Meng's neck.
Mr. Meng couldn't believe it: "You actually want to kill..."
Before he could say the word "I", there was a soft "crack" sound, and his throat bones were already broken.
Gu Yilan wiped her hands on her clothes contemptuously, stood up and prepared to leave.
Just at this moment, he heard an inaudible sound coming from outside.
He immediately hid in the darkness and clung to the wall.
I saw a jailer sneaking in, blowing the fire stick, and after seeing clearly where Mr. Meng was, he put out the fire, strode forward and pinched Mr. Meng's neck.
Gu Yilan was shocked. Someone actually murdered Mr. Meng in this prison?
Is this a comrade?
But it saves a lot of trouble, at least no one will doubt him.
In the darkness and panic, the jailer did not know whether he was alive or dead, and did not know that Mr. Meng had long since died.
After pinching him for a while, he dared to stop and touch him. When he found that Mr. Meng was no longer breathing, he left in a panic.
Gu Yilan followed him and evacuated smoothly.
As we were approaching the door of Tianlao, we suddenly saw a huge fire outside and someone talking outside.
Apparently a dignitary has arrived again.
The jailer lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, quietly blending into his companions and asked: "Who is coming?"
"The priest is here."
"Aren't these noble people sleeping? Why are they here again?"
"Who knows? Prisoners are too important. Where did your kid go just now?"
"I was always there. I lay down in the corner over there and slept for a while. When I heard the sound, I came over quickly."
"Coming, coming..."
The jailers lined up in two rows, looking at the guards of the Priest's Palace with bright armor, and the priest walked in as stars guarded him like the moon.
Gu Yilan hid in a dark and damp place like a gecko, watching Gu Fenglin quietly.