Fang Xing walked outside the door of the torture room, he sniffed and said, "An Lun, why?"
” The men of the brocade guards had begun to take over the sergeants, and some of them climbed to the roof with the dexterity of apes.
There was silence inside, and Shen Yang walked over and pointed inside, and then looked at Fang Xing with an inquiring gaze.
Fang Xing didn't have Zhu Zhanji's authorization, but Shen Yang was still asking him, this was taking a risk.
"Anlun, why?"
Fang Xing just asked again.
An Lun's voice came faintly from inside: "Thank you Xing and Uncle for coming."
Our ......
Our family and Yan Dajian have a deep blood feud. ” Fang Xing suddenly realized that the reason why An Lun didn't want to enter the palace was because he was worried that he would not be able to take revenge.
It is difficult to come out by the emperor's side, even if he does, but Dongchang is not in his hands, he can't attack important ministers like Yan Dajian.
All the doubts were solved, and Shen Yang asked, "What grievance?"
” "Ho Ho Ho ......"
An Lun suddenly laughed, his voice sharp, like a night owl.
Fang Xing heard someone whining inside, it should be Yan Dajian.
He's not dead yet!
Fang Xing was a little relieved, and said: "What kind of blood sea hatred you said, as long as you take care of it, Your Majesty will naturally make decisions for you." ” "Thank you Xinghebo."
An Lun stopped the oozing laughter, and then said: "Our family will put the knife on Yan Dajian's neck now, if someone rushes in, he will die first!"
” Shen Yang said in a deep voice: "But you can't run away!"
” "We didn't even think about running today!"
An Lun's voice was cold.
"Help!"
Yan Dajian's cry for help suddenly came from inside, followed by screams.
Fang Xing had never heard such a scream.
He felt his scalp tingle and goosebumps.
"Ahh The screams continued.
Shen Yang's eyes woke up, and there was a fierce flicker in his eyes.
He was ready to break in.
Fang Xing shook his head and said in a low voice, "I'll go in!"
” Shen Yang knew that this was Fang Xing saving An Lun in the end, so he nodded, and then turned around and kicked it.
Boom!
Shenyang's leg strength was not bad, but he didn't kick the door open.
As he staggered back, An Lun's screams could be heard from inside.
"Dog mongrel, your son tortured and killed my sister back then!"
Xin Laoqi was about to make a move, when Fang Xing, who heard this, waved his hand, and then slowly walked to the door.
"Who are you?
I don't know you!
” An Lun probably stopped, and two wheezing sounds came from inside.
"Yan Dajian, do you still remember the An family back then?
You dog mongrel, when my mother and sister entered your house, I entered the palace ......"
Fang Xing lowered his eyes slightly, probably knowing some direction.
"Your family was not qualified to keep slaves at that time, but you, a sanctimonious dog mongrel, are full of slaves in the Yan family."
Slave ownership has always been a big problem, and the Ming Dynasty has strict limits on this.
But the decisions made above are often treated as waste paper below.
"But my sister ......"
There was no light in the torture room, and Yan Dajian was tied to a wooden pillar, in a large shape, covered in red fruits.
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An Lun held a short knife in his left hand and an awl in his right hand, his facial features were crowded together, and his voice was terrible.
"Yan Chunhui, that brute, wanted to use force on my sister, but was stopped by my mother.
That brute actually killed my mother, and then ......"
An Lun cried on the Heavenly Horn: "Our family has finally come out of nowhere, but we have received bad news when we send someone, my mother, my sister......
My last loved ones......
You bastard!
” Yan Dajian finally knew the origin of his calamity, and he said in a panic: "The official doesn't know, the official doesn't know, it must have been done by a subordinate, if you let the official go, the official will find that person......
A thousand cuts, a thousand cuts. ” An Lun lowered his head, tears sliding down his cheeks.
He choked up and said, "Mother, sister......"
His voice was full of admiration, Yan Dajian's heart was shocked, and he struggled hard.
An Lun's face gradually had a smile on his face, which was very warm.
"Mother, sister, Yan Dajian's family can't survive, I'll come later!"
He retrieved a few iron hammers from the torture instrument, and when he turned around, the smile on his face became a little strange.
Yan Dajian then remembered An Lun's reputation for making the tortured go crazy, and he trembled and shouted: "Spare your life, Father-in-law An spare your life......"
An Lun walked over slowly, and he chuckled: "This is an iron drill, it doesn't look eye-catching, but do you know, our family sent someone to take these four iron drills to find a Taoist who can do the law......
Yan Dajian didn't know what An Lun was going to do, but a chill arose from his back, instantly covering his whole body.
He roared, "You are a witch!
Your Majesty will destroy your three clans!
” An Lun smiled: "My mother knelt down and begged them to take my sister in, but those so-called relatives refused to stretch out their hands.
Since then, I have no loved ones. ” Yan Dajian hoped that someone would break in, but now there was no sound outside, obviously waiting.
They are waiting for the outcome of the 'interrogation'.
Yan Dajian only felt cold in his heart, he knew that he was finished.
Even if he is rescued, the emperor will have his past thoroughly investigated.
His mind flashed through his past, and then his face turned pale.
I'm dead!
An Lun's voice lowered, with some demagogy.
"That Taoist man's practice on the iron drill can make your soul fly away, and your children and grandchildren will be slaves and maids for generations......
You have a granddaughter......
I heard that you doted on her a lot......
She will live, and she will have countless children......"
"No!"
Yan Dajian subconsciously begged: "Please let her go, she is still a child!"
” "Isn't my sister a child?"
An Lun said coldly: "Yan Dajian, God is watching you!"
” Bang!
The brocade guard on the roof was ordered to poke a hole in the roof and prepare to observe the situation inside.
The sky shines straight down from the rooftops.
The pillar of light flickered slightly, and countless dust was flying inside, like countless villains dancing and calling inside......
An Lun looked at the flying dust in the pillar of light in a daze, and then the pillar of light was gone, and the hole was covered by an eye on the roof.
He lowered his head slightly and sighed, "What are you thinking?"
” Turbid tears slipped from Yan Dajian's eyes, and he begged, "Let me go!"
Please. ” "Yan Chunhui?"
Yan Dajian nodded, and said with a smile: "The old man bears all the sins." ” An Lun sighed softly, and his voice seemed to come from the Nine Hells.
"That's the culprit!"
He walked in front of Yan Dajian, held a slender iron drill in his right hand and slowly squatted down.
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Yan Dajian hissed, "What are you going to do?"
You madman, what are you going to do?
” He felt death watching him from the sidelines.
He panicked.
An Lun slowly raised his head, looked into Yan Dajian's eyes, and said, "For my mother." ” His right hand swung vigorously.
The iron drill pierced the surface of Yan Dajian's left foot like lightning, and then plunged deep into the ground.
"Ah......h The screams were terrible, and the brocade guard on the roof was startled, and then dodged away.
The pillar of light re-descended.
An Lun squatted on the edge of the pillar of light and looked at Yan Dajian quietly.
He still held three iron hammers in his left hand, and he slowly picked one up with his right hand and said, "For my mother." ” He repeated the sentence again, and the brocade guard who was about to come back to observe on the roof only felt creepy and looked down.
Fang Xing was just outside the door, he didn't move, and no one could go in.
On the edge of the pillar of light, the iron drill in An Lun's right hand stabbed down hard.