Dong Da was sweating profusely from the pain and screamed at the top of his lungs, "The musician said that Le Zheng was close to Emperor Liang and had once been given an elixir that was placed in a glass box!"
The black-armored guard nodded: "Very good."
Dong breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt cold hands grabbing the top of his head and pulling it up hard.
He raised his head blankly and found that his sight was getting higher and higher...
Until he met the scarlet eyes of the Black Armored Guard.
"Search for me!"
The black-armored guard loosened his grip, but the head still rolled to the ground.
Behind him, a large number of soldiers in black armor poured into the street and began searching door to door.
Zhang Sheng, who had just left, was also caught and beheaded on the spot.
The Black Armor Guard seemed to remember something and ordered:
"This matter cannot be disclosed. Who are the jailers now? The musicians and... never mind. There are only about fifteen of them. Kill them all."
He waved his hand and his men retreated respectfully.
…
Chen Kuang was holding the bowl of rice porridge with vegetables when he felt a hot gaze as bright as an incandescent lamp cast at him.
He glanced to the side and saw a short figure clinging to the railing with a staring look in his eyes.
"Gulp."
Swallowed.
The cell is spacious and echoing.
Chen Kuang laughed secretly, glanced at the rice with vegetables, and suddenly sighed with regret:
"Hey, why is there a bug in this rice porridge? How can I eat it now?"
"I have no appetite anyway, so I might as well just throw it away."
He pretended to be confused and groped around, saying worriedly:
"But I have to sleep in all these places. Where can I sleep? Why don't they give me a swill bucket in the prison?"
Beside him, a mysterious voice said solemnly:
"Here, here, the swill bucket is here."
"Really? Where?"
"You can't see it, but I'm telling you, all you have to do is take three steps forward and then move a little to the right."
"oh……"
Chen Kuang walked over and stood still, holding back his laughter and trying not to look at the serious-looking little kid in front of him.
She tilted her head back and stared at the bottom of the bowl.
He took a precise sideways step and nodded with satisfaction.
"Okay, here it is, you can pour it."
Chen Kuang tilted the bowl in his hand, and the thin vegetable rice porridge flowed down like a waterfall.
The juvenile泔水兜's eyes glowed, and it tilted its head back and opened its mouth to catch it.
She was also gifted. She didn't even need to close her mouth. She just moved her throat a few times and swallowed all the porridge in her mouth.
Mrs. Liang was stunned to see the two men, one big and one small, who dared to fall and the other to catch.
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