"Boy, what are you doing standing here?"
An old smoker's voice sounded behind Nan Mo. It was the jailer holding shackles.
Nan Mo leaned forward respectfully and said, "I think I heard some noise over here. Come over to check it out."
"What kind of noise could there be?" the old jailer laughed. "Oh, you didn't take the sound of a dog biting someone seriously... I tell you, the emperor has given an order. If you throw a hungry dog to play with the bastards inside, you don't know what kind of bite it will make."
The cell where Chu Mu was imprisoned should be reserved for serious criminals in the Ministry of Justice. The door was made of copper and iron, with only a hole left on it for visitors.
The old jailer went over with great interest to see the miserable plight of the beautiful prisoner, but before he got close, he heard a series of stepping footsteps in the prison corridor.
The old jailer quickly pulled Nan Mo aside and said, "They must be here to interrogate the guy inside again. Let's stay away and avoid getting involved in this."
The old jailer has been in the Ministry of Justice for so many years, his eyesight is very good!
Look, he was right again.
The imperial guards that came in had soft armor that smelled faintly of blood.
The leader was a white-faced, beardless eunuch with a sinister look. He walked straight to the cell door where Chu Mu was imprisoned. After a slight pause, the old jailer went forward with the key and opened the iron door.
"Master Chao Chao, my Ah Huang serves you well——"
The eunuch was certain that Chu Mu would be bitten to pieces, so he didn't even look at him and started singing at the top of his voice.
"My Ah Huang has been hungry for several days, and will definitely entertain you warmly—"
The sarcastic tone suddenly stopped.
The old eunuch didn't see the bloody scene he expected at all. The man who should have been torn to pieces was now half leaning on his dog, Dahuang, and looked quite comfortable.
[Hey, Lao Ba, so you're from a eunuch's family. Are your balls still intact?]
"What? It's still there?! This doesn't make sense. Tell me the truth. Did he keep your balls to comfort himself?"
Nan Mo, who was standing obediently outside the cell, almost laughed out loud.
He lowered his head and looked very respectful, but in fact he had been secretly observing the guards around him.
When the people inside spoke in a strange way, these people did not react.
Not at all.
I'm not pretending, I really can't hear it.
Nan Mo frowned, curious and confused.
"You bold assassin! How dare you challenge the might of the Great Xia Dragon! Come, drag him away and give him fifty strokes of the cane!"
"And this dog! Take him away and beat him to death with clubs!"
Nan Mo frowned even more.
The man inside had been locked up in the Ministry of Justice's jail for five days and had suffered almost all the punishments.
To be honest, the fact that he is still alive today is thanks to his martial arts skills.
But now his martial arts skills have been wasted, and he is in a state where he breathes in less and out more.
If he is beaten with fifty more sticks, won't he be dead for sure?
[Look, look, look, how cold-hearted people are! You served him so well, but he wants to beat you to death. My Ah Huang, you trusted the wrong person!]
The criminal allowed two tall and strong guards to hold him on his left and right. He was not afraid and was in the mood to tease the dog.
Nan Mo became more and more confused.
The guards came and left quickly, dragging the people away and leaving.
"What are you looking at?"
The old jailer waved the key in front of Nan Mo.
“No, no—”
Nan Mo withdrew his gaze.
"Oh, you thought I didn't know," the old jailer said sarcastically, "Isn't it just because the young man is good-looking and you feel sorry for him, you—"
The old jailer lowered his voice and said, "Are you afraid he will be beaten to death? Don't worry, that's someone the emperor wants to torture. He won't let him die so quickly."
"Alas..." The old jailer, whose heart was harder than iron, sighed for the first time. "Actually, it's good to die..."
Nan Mo glanced at the old jailer's back and lowered his head silently.
…
[Is this the torture chamber?]
Chu Mu was pressed on the cold bench with his hands and feet tied tightly.
The old eunuch sat on the armchair directly opposite him, staring at Chu Mu leisurely.
Next to him was Lao Ba, who was almost dragged away and beaten to death.
"Ah Huang, I'll give you one more chance," the old eunuch said with a sinister look in his eyes. "Go and bite him, bite him hard."
Chu Mu was face down, his shoulders trembling slightly, as if out of fear.
The old eunuch instantly became so excited that his voice changed tone: "Go bite him!!"
Chu Mu was having a hard time holding back his laughter.
Ever since I knew that my original self had a grudge with the old eunuch because I caught him feeding loaches to Juhua.
Every time he thought about it, he would find it very funny.
Let Lao Ba bite Chu Mu?
Even if you give it a hundred and eighty courages, it won't be able to do anything.
"Will you bite?"
The old eunuch quickly drew out his knife.
{Hey! If I don’t show my power, you think I’m Snoopy!}
Lao Ba suddenly stood up and bit the old eunuch's arm.
“Ahhh—”
A sharp scream.
It feels like there is a loach stuck in my throat.
Chu Mu couldn't help laughing again.
It's over, he really can't get along with Loach anymore.
"Kill this dog for me!"
The old eunuch screamed and gave orders.
The guards drew their swords and tried to chop the big yellow dog.
【Mumu, save me! ! 】
Lao Ba got scared and jumped under Chu Mu's bench to hide.
The guards changed from chopping to stabbing, trying to poke it into a hole-in-the-wall dog.
Bang!
Chu Mu jumped up from the bench, and everyone was swept away wherever his palm passed.
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