Li Changtian squatted in the iron cage, thinking about it, but he couldn't figure out why he was so unlucky.
Others go through the world, either a prince or an emperor, a knight or a master, no matter how bad they are, they are still a villain who can call the wind and rain. Although they may go through ups and downs, they will always reach the pinnacle of life in the end.
And he.
Why
How about transmigrating into a prisoner who everyone shouts and beats
Just now, he was kicked involuntarily by someone. Judging from the person's tone, he probably lost his life.
I just don't know what kind of suffering I have to suffer before belching.
It's too awful.
Thinking back to his previous life, he worked diligently and behaved honestly. Except for copying homework, stealing melons, fighting and chasing chickens when he was a child, he never did anything bad!
Li Changtian couldn't figure it out.
If he hadn't sacrificed his life for performing a mission in his previous life, he should be receiving a medal with a red flower on his chest now.
Now it has fallen to such a point.
Could it be that they could only wait helplessly to die
"Hey..." Li Changtian sighed, his lower abdomen was still hurting from being kicked, he curled up miserably, trying to suppress the blunt pain, and continued to think.
Just wear it, I don't have the memory before this body, and I don't know if the poor girl died because of herself.
In fact, Li Changtian didn't blame those people who beat him at all. If the girl was really persecuted by this person, then this person's death is really not a pity.
But the key is to suffer and endure the pain is myself!
What the hell is this called!
Li Changtian was depressed, walked into the prison alone, took out the key from his waist, and opened the door of the iron cage.
The guard held the shackles in his hands, and looked outside the iron cage, as if he was afraid that Li Changtian would rush over and beat him, or struggle to escape.
Li Changtian waited for a while, and found that the guards were still cowering and hiding outside the iron cage, thinking about how to put the shackles on himself, Li Changtian said helplessly, "Come here, I won't struggle, I will let you torture me."
The guard froze for a moment and said, "You can talk."
Li Changtian had fun in his bitterness, and sneered, "I'm a fool, but I'm not dumb."
The guard nodded: "Oh, yes." He walked up to Li Changtian with the shackles, put the heavy iron chains on Li Changtian's neck and wrists, and closed two wooden boards.
Li Changtian said that he would not struggle if he did not struggle, and let the guards tie him up.
The guard put on the shackles, tugged the iron chain around Li Changtian's neck, and said, "Stand up, let's go."
Li Changtian stood up staggeringly, and suddenly grinned: "Brother, do you know there is a word called triangle strangulation?"
Guard: "Ah? What the hell? What are you eating? What is that?"
Li Changtian stood up and said: "It is a fighting style, when the hands and neck are restrained, you can also strangle the opponent with the strength of your feet and knees, causing the opponent to suffocate to death."
The guard didn't understand, so he gave Li Changtian a push: "What are you talking about, hurry up and leave."
Li Changtian was pushed staggeringly, sighed, and muttered, "It's boring, hey, brother, where are you taking me?"
County magistrate's mansion, Southwest courtyard.
Li Changtian was imprisoned in the livestock and poultry shed. There was wind and rain leaking here. It was cool autumn, and the night was cold and frosty, making people shivering. It was worse than a prison surrounded by stone walls.
Li Changtian couldn't help heaving a long sigh. There were iron chains hanging around his neck and wrists. The other end of the iron chain was turned twice on the wooden pillar of the livestock shed, and then locked with a palm-sized iron lock.
The iron chains hanging around his neck were so heavy that Li Changtian couldn't lift his head up. He had no choice but to support the iron chains with his hands to give his fragile neck a chance to breathe.
Li Changtian found a corner that was barely dry, and just sat down, when a pair of moiré black soap boots suddenly appeared in front of him.
It was the man who kicked him yesterday.
Li Changtian raised his head suddenly, before he could see the man's appearance clearly, his soap boots lifted up and stepped on the iron chain around his neck.
The iron chain suddenly tightened, Li Changtian's neck was strained, he was pulled forward, and he fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.
Yan Shu didn't care whether the iron chain would strangle Li Changtian's neck, so he stretched out his hand calmly, tugged at both ends vigorously, and only retracted his foot after confirming that it was firmly fixed and not easy to break free.
The pull just now almost strangled Li Changtian, he prostrated himself on the ground, covered his lips and coughed persistently, his neck and wrists were covered with red marks from the iron chain, embarrassing and humiliating.
Although it is better to live than to die, Li Changtian couldn't take it anymore with such hopelessness. He slowed down and spoke half-jokingly and half-seriously.
"Hey, brother, give me a good time, okay?"