Lin An bears the reputation for Wen's family, and suffers the torture silently, silently speaking of weakness, let alone admitting the guilt that the torturer asked him to confess.
But his toughness also made the torturers even more tyrannical. They threw away the whips in their hands, added a piece of red-hot charcoal from the brazier, held it up in front of Lin An, and grinned grinningly: "Tough mouth, let the young master try it." this."
Before Lin An could react, the hot charcoal pressed directly on his thin chest. After screaming fiercely, Lin An, who was tied to the rack, collapsed like a rag doll, and passed out completely.
The sound of charcoal hissing on human flesh and the smell of burning can still be heard in the dark dungeon.
"Lin An, Lin An"
Wen Yu's pupils dilated, and the teenager who grew up in the upbringing etiquette never knew the cruelty of human nature. The suppressed anger made him scream: "Bastard, what have you done! I killed you! I killed you!"
But in the eyes of those people, he looked like a weak young man shouting helplessly, his fair and handsome face with monstrous hatred could not pose any threat to them. Instead, it aroused another kind of sadistic desire in them.
"Oh, I just found out that Wen's little book boy is very handsome. Come and get it out for the men to see."
They walked to the door of Wenyu Prison, with disgusting treachery: "How do you usually serve your master? I also come to serve and serve the man. The man is comfortable, and the custody will not let you suffer."
After finishing speaking, they really went to open Wenyu's cell with those keys.
The young man who is a modest gentleman doesn't understand what these people mean by "serving", he just thinks that their mouths are full of filth, which is unbearable. Wen Yu was so disgusted that he almost vomited until they stretched out their filthy hands to take off his clothes.
"Go away! Go away!"
He shouted coldly. Break free and fight these grown men desperately. The young man's body is slender but not weak, and when he was full of anger and determination, even several men couldn't resist.
Lin An, who was unconscious, was awakened by the sound of fighting, looked weakly and angrily at the young master who was fighting with several men, "Stop, don't touch him, don't touch him."
He dragged his body like that and still wanted to protect the young master. He rushed towards those men with all his strength, strangled a man's neck desperately, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "You come to me, don't, don't touch him!" ! Don't touch him!"
"Dog, why aren't you dead yet!"
Enraged by the strangled man, Lin An was thrown to the ground fiercely, making his already weak body dying again.
"Lin An!"
Wen Yu rushed over to ride on the man like crazy, and smashed his clenched fists to the face of the man to death.
He thought that he would probably die here today, but he wanted to drag these people to be buried with himself and Lin An.
"What are you doing! Stop it!"
The door of the dungeon was suddenly pushed open, and a group of officers and soldiers with sabers broke in. When they saw a boy in coarse cloth beating the yamen servant, they quickly drew their swords and put them on the boy. The young man was suppressed, and the leader looked at the bloody ground with disgust, and asked, "What a mess! Where is the young master of the Wen family!"
The leader of the army obviously didn't know that the young man in front of him was Wen Yu, so he ordered the yamen servant: "Bring me out quickly."
The yamen servant whose face was covered with blood was smashed by Wen Yu got up and smiled flatteringly: "My lord, didn't the higher-ups say that there will be an interrogation, why are you taking him away again?"
The official leading the army explained impatiently: "The monsters in the lower realm in the south caused the floods in the Nanjiang River to erupt, and there was no peace. It was said that the monsters are very masculine, and a young man should be sent to him as a sacrifice. He must be of good family background and be handsome. of."
"Didn't it mean that the young master of the Wen family's son-in-law has an extraordinary appearance, and the court discussed with the central government to give him as a sacrifice to the demon."
Several torturers looked at the two teenagers on the ground, their faces pale with fright, and their hands and feet panicked, especially the 'Master Wen' who had been beaten to pieces by them, how could they send him to be a human sacrifice to appease the demon.
A yamen servant was more clever and said: "My lord, this place is dirty, you go to the outer hall to rest first, and we will take Master Renwen out for you right away."
Then, after a short discussion, they grabbed Wen Yu who was on the ground and threatened: "From now on, you will be the young master of the Wen family. If you dare to say a single word, your master will not even want to live, understand!"
Lin An suffered a torture for him, but he returned to be his young master of the Wen family unscathed.
One life was left behind, but he was going to be sent to an unknown monster as a human sacrifice.
Wen Yu sneered: "May I replace 'Young Master' as a human sacrifice? Yes."
Pointing at Lin An on the ground, he threatened these people word by word: "But if you dare to touch him again, I will bring the monsters and tear you and your family members apart!"
A few people laughed: "Then you have to survive the hands of the monsters, maybe you will be swallowed alive when you send it, hahahahahaha"
Of course he has to survive, no matter how terrifying the monster is, he has to find a way to survive.
He wanted to save Lin An and avenge his family.
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Lin An's past memories were reawakened, and the extreme emotion of hating himself for being powerless and helpless struck again, making the boy lie on the table and tremble.
He has stubbornly understood since he was a child that he must be strong enough to protect himself and those around him. He thought it was because he had no parents to be strong.
It turned out to be hatred for my helplessness in the previous life.
"Fuck, what's wrong with you, Wenyu?"
His strangeness caught the attention of his deskmate Zhao Lei, who hurriedly pushed his arm and asked worriedly, "Are you all right, do you want to go to the medical room?"
"I'm fine."
Wen Yu whispered, he restrained his trembling body and sat up slowly: "I'm going out for a while, the teacher is here, please ask me for a leave."
At the same time, the latest and hottest news was quickly spread on the Internet:
--- Lin Bocheng committed suicide by banging his head against the wall in the psychiatric hospital at eleven o'clock this morning. Before he died, he wrote a confession.
The confession stated: Three years ago, he personally replaced the egg in his ex-wife's seasoning bottle with almond powder. Let him add food when making snacks, and then deliberately do not answer the phone call of his ex-wife, missing the best time for treatment.
It was he who killed his ex-wife in order to marry another woman and possess all the property. In order to make atonement, all property under his name will be donated to the society after his death.
At the same time as there was a lot of scolding on the Internet, Li Gui Xu Jing's soul was comforted and gradually dissipated. And Wen Yu also recalled more past from the dissipated soul collision.
He went to the school's library, found an empty corner to sit quietly and digest these memories.
"Little devil, where are you going?"
In memory, it was Ying Chen's deep voice calling him again. The voice in the quiet and spacious hall was extremely penetrating.
The young man was startled, and looked back at the man in the black robe standing in the quaint hall. He suppressed his panic, and smiled obediently: "Don't you still want to hear my interesting stories? I'll go to the market for more Buy some scriptures and come back to tell you."
"I'll go with you."
The man looked calm and walked towards him.
"No, no need."
He waved his hands hastily, "You still need to take care of your body, the mundane smell in the world will make you uncomfortable. I have made fragrant tea for you, and I will come back after you drink a pot of tea."
The man looked at the young man who was as white as jade with deep and dark eyes, and nodded hesitantly: "Come back soon."
"Yes, don't worry, I have to come back and clean the hall for you."
Wen Yu smiled at him, turned and left with a cloth bag on his back.
After stepping out of the hall, the young man's gentle and jade-like smile disappeared as if blown away by the wind. Instead, there was a cold and evil look on his face.
It took him a while to finally recognize the face of this demon named Ying Chen. He could see Ying Chen's loneliness and the spiritual damage caused by the demon.
So he won Ying Chen's trust with a soft gesture. Let him rely on himself, and allow himself to freely enter and exit the hall.
Now, he is going to save Lin An. He went to that small city and found the dungeon where he and Lin An were imprisoned a few days ago.
The cell bosses still remembered the handsome boy who was sent to be sacrificed. Therefore, when he appeared in front of these people, they panicked and fell off the rattan chair: "You, you, why are you still alive? Didn't you get eaten by a demon?"
Wen Yu looked at them coldly: "Where's Lin An?"
"Lin An?" Several men in government uniforms looked at me and I looked at you. They naturally knew that the Lin An Wen Yu was talking about was the child they tortured a few days ago.
One person stammered: "Everyone, how can you save your life if it's like that. You, you escaped from the demon?"
Wen Yu's brain buzzed, and he gritted his teeth tremblingly: "Tell me, what's wrong with Lin An!"
A yamen servant pointed to a corner of the wall disapprovingly, and said, "Where is he? You are here to give your master a good burial."
There, a roll of old grass swept a thin body, and a pair of slender blood-stained feet exposed outside the straw mat were covered by the tail of the brocade robe.
It was Wen Yu's clothes, which Lin An forcefully tore off from him in order to change identities with him, and wrapped them around himself.
"You bastards!"
Wen Yu went crazy. Losing his mind, he pulled out two scimitars from his backpack and stabbed them frantically.
The yamen servants didn't expect the tyranny of the teenager, and they were stabbed through their bodies without even thinking about escaping. Hot blood spattered out, and in the blink of an eye the boy's face was covered in red.
He didn't care about it at all, only thinking that Lin An was gone and he wanted revenge.
After all, this is the territory of the government, and the commotion immediately attracted more officers and soldiers to rush over with swords and guns.
The irrational boy was pinned down by the man with the knife and gun, and was pressed hard to the ground.
When a sharp blade with a cold light pierced towards his body. Suddenly, a violent hurricane blew up, causing everyone to stand unsteadily and blur their vision.
The hurricane swept through, and the ground was full of dead bodies.
The boy lay on the ground, watching the soldier who was about to stab his chest with a sword, he stopped suddenly, and then fell straight down.
He saw a man in a black robe standing behind the man, looking at him from among the corpses all over the ground. The man who has always been as calm and stern as ice, now has a little haste and worry in his eyes.
He held out his hand to himself and said, "Are you all right?"
At that moment, the boy suppressed all the anger and helplessness and instantly collapsed, lying on the ground crying unconsciously.
He was brought back to the main hall by Ying Chen, and Lin An, who was wrapped in a straw mat, went back together.
He washed Lin An's body, put on clean clothes for him, and combed his long grass-like hair. He walked up to Ying Chen and asked, "Can you revive him?"
Ying Chen: "His soul has dissipated, but if he can find it, it's not impossible."
The boy knelt at the feet of the black robe: "I beg you to save him."
"Let me try."
This attempt is to spend more than a thousand years of spiritual power to maintain Lin An's body, and to search for his soul everywhere.
Xu Jing's soul completely dissipated, and the memory door of the boy's previous life was closed.
Wen Yu sat on the ground in a corner, with his head deeply buried in his knees and did not move for a long time.
Ying Chen appeared beside him like a phantom, squatted down beside him, and asked softly, "Why are you here?"
Wen Yu's body shook slightly, but he continued to keep his head buried.
Ying Chen: "Did you remember something again?"
Wen Yu: "Have you found Lin An's soul?"
"Still worried about him."
Ying Chen's voice carried an unknown smile: "It has been stripped from the soul of that evil spirit, but he is still a fetal spirit now, and it will take some time to wake up."
He put his palm on the top of the boy's drooping head, and rubbed his soft and fine hair with his fingertips: "Is it because I think of Lin An that I feel so uncomfortable? Don't think about it, he will wake up soon."
Wen Yu continued to bury his head. After a while, he said in a muffled voice, "Maybe, I lied to you."
What Ying Chen said about him was well-behaved, sensible, diligent and docile.
But it was all pretended in front of Lin An in order to survive and save Lin An. He even took the initiative to seduce this man.
Ying Chen: "Cheat me? What did you think of?"
Wen Yu was silent.
Ying Chen: "A lot of things happened between us, but you only remember a little bit. I know you never lied to me."
Wen Yu: "What else happened between us?"
Ying Chen smiled, and rubbed the soft hair on the top of his head with his palm: "I told you, do you believe it?"
Definitely something like that again.
Wen Yu hugged his knees, and asked in a muffled voice: "Does it take a lot of your spiritual power to maintain Lin An's body?"
Ying Chen: "It's okay."
The boy finally raised his head, but turned his eyes and said in a vague tone: "Thank you."
Ying Chen cupped the boy's reddened face with both hands, rubbed the thin lips with his thumbs, and said in a low voice, "I'm waiting for your thank you gift."