"The more you know, the faster you die. Do you want to know?" After saying that, he raised his hand and turned his wrist.
The threat was successful.
The bamboo man turned his neck awkwardly, but wisely didn't ask any more questions. He just looked at Liang Meng lying on the ground and gave her a simple instruction.
"Hold your hands and don't kill her. We still need to learn from her how to remove the spell that suppresses the master."
Shui Niang's beautiful nose wrinkled in impatience. Liang Meng couldn't die just yet. She knew that. Not only because of the reason the bamboo-stalked man had mentioned, but most importantly, she was still of great use to her master.
Thinking that she couldn't kill her to vent her anger now, Shui Niang raised her foot and kicked Liang Meng's shoulder again. Seeing her swaying like a dead fish, her mood improved a little.
Just because you can't kill her doesn't mean you can't torture her.
"It's not your turn to teach me how to do things."
After Shuiniang finished speaking to the bamboo-like man with disgust, she raised her hand and called two guards to drag Liang Meng to the water prison in Yacheng.
Strangely enough, these guards did not show any shock or surprise when they saw their real master, the Lord of Wang City, lying injured on the ground.
It was as if Shiye was just an insignificant little Lou Luo.
On the contrary, the water lady and the bamboo man, who were outsiders, obeyed orders without hesitation. After respectfully receiving the order, the two guards, one on each side, roughly grabbed Liang Meng's arms and dragged her out.
The dirty bloodstains spread far away from the ground.
"What about him?"
Seeing that Shuiniang was about to leave, the bamboo man couldn't help but pointed at the unconscious corpse on the ground and asked.
His original idea was to kill him.
At this point, everything that could be used has been used, and there is no need to keep those who are useless.
But after all, the woman in front of him has been with him for a while. If he develops some feelings for her, wouldn't that bring trouble to himself if he kills her?
That's why I asked this question.
But as soon as the words fell into Shui Niang's mouth, her face changed. From red to ashen blue, and from ashen blue to as dark as ice.
It was wonderful. The bamboo man had a hard time suppressing his laughter.
"His father is dead, and he's useless. Kill him."
The tone was light, but the murderous intent was strong. Seeing the corpse, Shui Niang remembered how those hands that made her feel sick had wantonly roamed every part of her body.
That feeling made her feel nauseous and want to vomit.
It would be too easy for him to just kill the person who made him so disgusted.
But now I have other things to do and I don't want to waste any more energy to torture him.
The bamboo-skinned man showed no sign of surprise after hearing this. He nodded, took two steps towards Shiye, raised his bony arm, and with a single movement, Shiye died silently.
Without torture, it can be considered a happy death.
......
Yunmeng Hall. Yingmeng Pavilion.
"Hall...Hall Master?"
The lion had just gone out to eat, and when he came back he saw his family's headmaster walking out of the Yingmeng Pavilion. Chuanqi hurried forward.
"legend."
Liang Meng raised his hand with a slightly stiff expression and patted Chuanqi's shoulder.
The lion blinked, his face full of disbelief, as if the person before him was a figment of his imagination.
But clearly, the touch of the pat on his shoulder just now was warm and real.
The head of his family...came back...so suddenly this time.
"By the way, Hall Master. Is Yun Xuchen back too?"
"Yun Xuchen?" Liang Meng tilted her head slightly and looked at Chuanqi in surprise.
"Where did Yun Xuchen go?"
Well......
The lion was surprised to find that he had spoken too much. He waved his hands, laughed awkwardly, and said it was nothing.
Fortunately, although Liang Meng was puzzled by Chuanqi's abnormality, he did not ask any more questions and just walked forward in silence. Chuanqi followed behind him and asked with a gentle smile.
"Master, you must be tired. Would you like to take a nap or eat first?"
"I'm indeed a little tired." Liang Meng said as he raised his hand and pinched his nose, his face full of fatigue that could not be concealed.
"No, I'm going to rest for a while."
"Huh? Oh, okay."
Chuanqi scratched the back of his head, his clear eyes filled with confusion: When did his master lose interest in food? Or was this dream really hard and tiring?
But seriously, the hall master is back, where is Yun Xuchen?
In the darkness of the night, the bedroom door of the Yunmeng Hall master creaked and slowly opened a crack.
Liang Meng, who should be sleeping soundly on the bed at this moment, slipped out from the door sideways with his clothes neatly dressed.
He first stood in front of the steps, looked around for a long time, and listened carefully with his ears erect for a while, until he was sure that there was no one there, then he slowly walked down the steps.
There was no sound of his feet as he ran quickly. After a while, Liang Meng arrived at the door of the library.
Liang Meng stared at the plaque of the library for a while, and an ambiguous smile bloomed on his face shrouded in the hazy night.
Different from the calmness he showed in the previous times, Liang Meng was a little more cautious when he entered this time.
He first touched the door tentatively with his fingers, and when he didn't feel any obstruction, he boldly raised his hand and pushed open the closed door of the library.
The door opened with a creaking sound, which was too harsh in the quiet night.
After Liang Meng went in, he stuck his head out of the door and looked around again, then closed the door again with greater caution.
Suddenly, the room was brightly lit.
"Lord...Master?"
Lingyou's voice showed some hesitation. He was obviously confused as to why Liang Meng came here so late.
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