"Shall our bet begin now?" Jia Zhengjin asked after both parties agreed.
"No, I will choose the target of the gambling first and then inform you."
"How long will it take?"
"It can take as little as a day or as long as a few days. Don't be impatient." Yue Lang said, "You can deal with Kang County's affairs first, and then concentrate on the gambling, and don't be distracted by others."
"good!"
"Then I'll go look for candidates for the gambling game first, and I'll come back to you when the time comes." As he spoke, Yue Lang disappeared directly in front of Jia Zhengjin.
Looking at the direction in which Yue Lang disappeared, Jia Zhengjin hesitated for a few seconds, turned around and notified Nuwa, asking her to teleport him back.
On the other side, Zhao Ping, the prefect of Kang County, was taken to the guillotine in the market by his rebellious subordinates. Facing the three strangers sitting in the execution area, he kept thinking.
For Zhao Ping, Yuan Muping's master and servant were just fish that slipped through the Yuan family's net. Even if he knew that a girl from the Yuan family had escaped, he had never seen what she looked like, let alone the two servants beside her.
The Yuan family is just a small wealthy businessman family, they don't have so much energy, let alone connect today's events with it.
In his mind, he guessed that the three people in front of him were enemy generals who knew sorcery, but he didn't know which country they came from.
Zhao Ping did not know Yuan Muping's master and servant, but Yuan Muping knew him.
After entering the city, I inquired immediately and secretly observed him. I knew what the enemy looked like and I wanted to risk his life to assassinate him.
Now that the enemy who killed her whole family was right in front of her, her eyes were red, and she wanted to order his beheading to avenge the destruction of the Yuan family.
Lu Zhan saw what the young lady meant and immediately stopped him. Although he was full of hatred for Zhao Ping and wanted to kill him immediately, he was quite calmer than Yuan Muping.
Stopped by the trusted Uncle Lu, Yuan Muping couldn't understand and asked what he meant with his eyes.
"Miss, we all want to kill our enemies and avenge the Yuan family!" Lu Zhan explained in a low voice, "If it was just us, we would kill him. We can't let go of such a good opportunity. But the monk who taught us the magic...
He also wants us to help him control Kang County. Now that Zhao Ping has been captured and has used his ghost to control the generals of Kang County, we can take action at any time. Besides, it is too cheap for him to kill him with one blow, so it is better to think of a better way to relieve his hatred. Of course.
, before that we have to check with the monk, whether your master needs Zhao Ping..."
Yuan Muping was originally very excited. After hearing this, she calmed down and felt that it made some sense. Just facing her enemies, the tragic death of her family members appeared in her mind. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became: "Uncle Lu, you don't have to kill him now, but I can't bear it.
This tone."
"The same goes for us." Yang Shen said from the side, "Miss, let's just give him a breath."
"Uncle Yang, what do you have in mind?" Yuan Muping immediately turned around and asked.
Yang Shen's family all worked in the Yuan Mansion, but he was the only one to escape, and he had the same deep hatred for Zhao Ping. His hatred for Zhao Ping was no less than that of Yuan Muping and Lu Zhan: "Let's take him to the Prefect's Mansion first, anyway, now everyone
Officials and generals are controlled by ghosts, and no one will know what happened. When the time comes, use a whip and put salt on it and whip it hard, as long as you don't kill it!"
"But Master..." Yuan Muping actually thinks this is good, at least she can relieve her hatred. Let alone whipping her with a whip, she can just slowly cut her enemy's flesh with a knife. She is just worried about ruining Master's good deeds.
"Miss, with that monk's strength, it will be fine as long as he still has breath." Lu Zhan said softly.
"Yes!" Thinking about it carefully, he was a powerful monk who could even kill ghosts from the underworld. Yuan Muching was persuaded and nodded immediately, "Bring the person to the prefect's mansion and don't be discovered."
Those ghosts knew that Yuan Muping and the others were together with Jia Zhengjin, who summoned them. Jia Zhengjin was not here, so of course he followed the orders of the three people and quickly transferred Zhao Ping back to the prefect's mansion.
The discussion between the three masters and servants was very quiet and far away. Zhao Ping could not hear it at all. He was still thinking about the identity of the other party and how to get out of this predicament.
When he returned to the prefect's mansion, he saw the rebellious subordinates retreating, so he let the three people sit in the main seat and forced himself to kneel to the ground. Then he raised his head and shouted "woo woo", hoping that the other party could remove the cloth that blocked his mouth.
But the other party ignored him at all. Instead, he asked someone to bring whips and salt, and placed them directly next to Zhao Ping.
As a prefect, Zhao Ping certainly knew what this was for. When extorting confessions and executing people in prison, they were often served with whips.
When the skin and flesh are bruised from the beating, adding salt can make the prisoner painfully alive.
He obviously didn't want to talk to himself when he took this out. He immediately became anxious and twisted his body and shook his head desperately. However, his hands and feet were tightly trapped and he couldn't break free at all. His mouth was blocked again and he couldn't say a word.
Even if they are sent by the enemy, they still have to be given a chance, right? If you don't surrender, why don't you kill me?
Zhao Ping was extremely frightened.
He is quite loyal to Liang Guo and has no intention of surrendering at all. But in that case, there is no need to punish him like this, right? What on earth are you doing?
Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Zhan reached out and picked up the whip and handed it to Yuan Muching: "Miss!"
"Thank you, Uncle Lu!" Yuan Muping took the whip and stared at Zhao Ping with eyes filled with hatred.
Yang Shen slowly sprinkled the salt into the wooden basin, then filled it with water and moved the basin filled with salt water to Zhao Ping.
When ready, Yuan Muping carried the whip over, soaked it in salt water, and then suddenly threw it out.
There was a "pop", and before Zhao Ping could react, a bloodstain appeared on the left side of his face. The whip soaked in salt water was terrible. It hurt when it was slapped on the face, and the wound was stimulated by the salt water. The feeling was unbearable.
The dignified prefect couldn't scream at all because his mouth was blocked. He could only scream "wuwu", because of the pain, the veins in his head were stretched and he was breaking out in cold sweat.
He didn't even know why he was whipped, and he was wondering which country's enemy could be so cruel.
Seeing Zhao Ping's painful look, Yuan Muping did not forgive her hatred at all. The faces of her relatives kept appearing in her mind. The more she thought about it, the more she hated him. She picked up the whip and beat him hard, almost going crazy.
The surrounding civil and military officials in Kang County were all controlled by ghosts and were indifferent to this scene.
Lu Zhan and Yang Shen were eager to take action themselves, so naturally they would not stop them. They even thought that they would take over and continue when the young lady was tired.
Who would have thought that Zhao Ping fainted from the pain after being whipped more than a dozen times, lying motionless like a corpse.
Unable to understand his hatred, Lu Zhan took a basin of cold water and poured it on him. After waking up Zhao Ping, Yuan Muping's whip hit him hard again before he could react.
After repeating this several times, Zhao Ping was dying. Even his previous thoughts of never surrender disappeared. He just hoped that the other party would give him a chance to speak. As long as the fight did not continue, he was willing to surrender directly. (To be continued)
