"No, your people said it first. I just guessed..." Shi Baojin opened his mouth and racked his brains to argue.
Mo Junyang directly gave him a choice, "In other words, life is worse than death."
In other words, this is not a choice at all.
Shi Baojin looked at Mo Junyang in horror and stammered in defense: "It's not me. I really never wanted to harm Shi Qingxue. You must..."
She still tried to struggle, but Mo Junyang lost his last bit of patience and said directly to the person next to him: "Find some beggars and take off her clothes."
After giving the order, Mo Junyang showed a rare smile and looked at Shi Baojin gently: "This is the game we didn't finish last time. You must be looking forward to it, right?"
This smile is like the summons of a hellish Rakshasa.
Shi Baojin was frightened, and she didn't come back to her senses until several dirty and ugly beggars were led into the prison. She screamed in fear, waved her arms desperately, and shouted randomly: " No, go away, get out of my way, get out of my way!"
When the ugly beggar saw Shi Baojin—even though her face was covered in blood and her face could hardly be seen, she was still a woman after all—he was like a starving ghost staring at fat, and he pounced on her. Her limbs were fixed while the other two people quickly stepped forward to take off her clothes.
Shi Baojin was really frightened to tears this time and struggled wildly, but could only watch as the prison uniform on her body was peeled off bit by bit.
"No!"
When those beggars' dirty hands touched her skin, she almost collapsed and shouted uncontrollably at Mo Junyang: "I said, I said, let me go, please..."
Mo Junyang suddenly threw four silver needles into the cell, and the four beggars stopped in an instant.
Shi Baojin shrank back in fear. After escaping from the beggar's clutches, he tried to retrieve the prison uniform that was thrown aside and put it on, but the guard who received the signal picked up the prison uniform first.
"No, give me back, give me back my clothes!" Shi Baojin was so ashamed that she could only hold on to the guard's trousers and beg.
The guard was holding the clothes in one hand and wanted to take his foot back, but Shi Baojin held him tightly and couldn't move. He had to look at Mo Junyang for help: He was really afraid that he would kick the person to death!
Mo Junyang said indifferently: "Give her another piece of clothing to avoid hurting her eyes."
Shi Baojin felt relieved when she heard the first half of the sentence. For a moment, she was still thinking that Mo Junyang had mercy on her after all, but the next sentence directly sent her to hell. She was even more ashamed than before.
Yes, this prince loves her sixth sister and has never taken her seriously.
A rough men's coat fell from the sky, covering Shi Baojin almost from head to tail, and also blocked the flash of evil in her eyes.
She exhaled heavily, looked up again as if she had made up her mind, and looked at Mo Junyang pitifully and hopelessly, "I didn't want to do it either. His Highness the Third Prince forced me to do all this. He said, if I don't help him If Shi Qingxue was poisoned, he would kill me just like he burned the rest of the Zhao family. I was forced, and I never wanted her to die... "
Shi Baojin's voice was sad, and he was dedicated to portraying himself as a pitiful and forced person.
But after she babbled a series of words, she realized that Mo Junyang's eyes were not on her at all. He was looking at the shabby prison uniform in the guard's hands, and he didn't listen to her words seriously at all.
It wasn't until the guard put down his prison clothes and shook his head at Mo Junyang that he looked at Shi Baojin again, his eyes indifferent and distant, "Are you done?"
Shi Baojin: "..." If her life wasn't in someone else's hands, she would have wanted to jump up and curse!
However, the reality is that she nodded obediently like a quail and said swornly: "His Third Highness is the mastermind behind all this!"
Mo Junyang raised his thin lips, as if he believed her words, and asked, "Why did he do this?"
"Actually, His Highness the Third Prince doesn't really want Qingxue's life. He knows that you are fond of Qingxue, so he wants to use Qingxue's life to blackmail you and make you do things for him." Shi Baojin's confidence increased greatly, and he became more energetic in complaining. .
Cause and effect, reasonable.
Mo Junyang's dark eyes seemed to light up for a moment, and then he asked: "So Mo Junyang has the antidote for chasing his life?"
Shi Baojin nodded quickly, "The poison was given by His Highness the Third Highness. He should have the antidote."
"Where's the rest of the poison?"
"No, no more." Shi Baojin answered quickly, as if he was afraid of angering Mo Junyang, and quickly explained: "The Third Highness gave me three poisonous needles, and I threw them all out at once, and Qingxue was The maid pushed, she must have missed all the hits..."
She wanted to defend herself a few more words, but Mo Junyang's cold eyes told her that it was best not to be verbose at this time.
Just then, Wei Ziye hurried over and whispered a few words into Mo Junyang's ear.
Mo Junyang's eyes tightened and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure?"
"It shouldn't be wrong. The subordinates tortured them separately beforehand, so everything they say is correct." Wei Ziye answered cautiously.
Mo Junyang turned to Shi Baojin and said coldly: "I give you one last chance, what else do you have to say."
Shi Baojin paused hesitantly, but still insisted on what he said before, "Everything I said is the truth, if..."
Mo Junyang waved his hand, not even bothering to look at him to give any more charity to Shi Baojin, and said directly to Wei Ziye: "Find an executioner and skin her."
"Wha, what?"
Everyone else, including Shi Baojin, was frightened and stopped moving for a while.
Wei Ziye wasn't sure what he heard, but Mo Junyang's indifferent expression clearly didn't give him a second chance to ask, so he had no choice but to agree, and then summoned a subordinate to quickly handle it.
There are complete punishments in the sky jail, and the most indispensable thing is the means to discipline people. After a while, a middle-aged man with a fat face ran over quickly, holding a sharp razor in his hand, and flattered Mo. Jun Yang smiled and asked, "I wonder whose skin the master wants to shave. What are his requirements?"
Mo Junyang seemed to be interested in 'skin shaving', and instead asked: "What's the point of skin shaving?"
The middle-aged fat man smiled so proudly that he began to explain in a ostentatious manner: "The details here are very important. First of all, the shaved human skin must be intact. If there is any missing part, it means failure; If the craftsmanship is excellent, the force of each cut will be about the same to ensure that the thickness of the entire human skin is even... Also, the time of shaving is also important. If the time is too long and the person bleeds to death, then it is not considered You must not succeed, you must..."
The more he spoke, the more excited he became. His cloudy eyes flashed with the wild light of a wild beast when it sees its prey, which was extremely frightening. And his eloquent tone made everyone else's hair stand on end.
In the prison, Shi Baojin felt as if he was on the scene when he heard the realistic description. He fainted without being able to recover.
"Tsk." Mo Junyang raised his hand to interrupt the fat man's nonsense and ordered, "Waking her up."
Shi Baojin was immediately drenched from head to toe by two buckets of ice water. He was so excited that he suddenly sat up again.
She was a little confused at first, but when she glanced at the executioner, the door to her nightmare was already open to her. "no, do not want!"
Shi Baojin was so frightened that he shrank back desperately. At the same time, he still struggled one last time and said: "Mo Junyang, I've told you everything. You can't kill me. You can't break your promise. I really didn’t lie to you!”
"Didn't you lie to me? So you have never met Qin Yanyan?" Mo Junyang raised his lips coldly, but there was no smile on his face.
Shi Baojin glanced at Mo Junyang quickly. Panic flashed through her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it. She suppressed her racing heart and tried to play dumb with a calm voice, "The prince said What, I don’t know.”
At this moment, she still didn't believe that Mo Junyang could really cruelly peel off people's skin. Not to mention that her family would never allow him to do this to her, and even ordinary people would dissuade him. She wanted to deal with Mo Junyang as much as possible and try to win a chance of survival for herself. However, she misjudged Mo Junyang's patience and cold-bloodedness, especially in the case of Shi Qingxue, which could turn a man into a murderer in an instant.
Mo Junyang directly ordered the middle-aged fat man, "Let me see this exquisite art you mentioned!"
The fat man clenched the razor in his hand, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face, and walked step by step towards the cell.
Shi Baojin regarded an ordinary guard as a compassionate person who would never agree with Mo Junyang's atrocities. Before she could resist, he suppressed her limbs and fixed her in this Shura field.
The light of the 'razor' was particularly dazzling in the dim sky prison, approaching Shi Baojin little by little. She almost broke down and screamed: "No, don't shave my skin. I told you that it was Qin Yanyan who gave me the poisonous needle and asked me to wait for an opportunity to assassinate Shi Qingxue!"
Shi Baojin finally couldn't hold on any longer and began to let go.
The fat man's movements did not stop. He squatted next to Shi Baojin, peeled off the last layer of fig leaf on her body, tentatively traced the blade on her body, and said with a lewd smile: "Such a beautiful appearance makes me greedy to death. Don’t be afraid, little beauty, I will do it accurately and quickly, and I guarantee that you will feel extremely comfortable... "
"Qin Yanyan said that as long as I could kill Shi Qingxue, and framed the matter to His Highness the Third Highness, causing both you and the Third Highness to suffer losses, she would protect me from death after the incident. What I said this time is all the truth, please Don't shave my skin, don't..." Shi Baojin's last line of defense was finally completely broken, and she explained everything quickly, fearing that Mo Junyang would go crazy and really peel off her skin.
When the middle-aged fat man saw that his beautiful test subject had 'succumbed' like this, he had a look of regret on his face, stopped the movements of his hands, and turned to look at Mo Junyang.
Mo Junyang twirled the ring on the middle finger of his left hand, his face still as indifferent and distant as before. He didn't know if he was satisfied or dissatisfied with Shi Baojin's answer this time. He only asked coldly: "Is Qin Yanyan there?" Antidote?"
Shi Baojin no longer dared to be perfunctory, "She didn't say this."
Mo Junyang looked at Shi Baojin intently for a while, knowing that it was impossible to get anything else out of this man, so he simply turned around and left.
The middle-aged fat man quickly stopped the person and asked with a longing look: "Master, what should we do with this person?"
Let him continue to peel off his skin!
This is sure to be a wonderful job!
Shi Baojin flinched, then twisted desperately, shouting at Mo Junyang: "You promised not to kill me as long as I tell the truth, you can't keep your word!"
But such crazy roars did not stop Mo Junyang's footsteps, leaving only a cold word.
"Save her life first."
The middle-aged fat man showed a satisfied smile, which was in sharp contrast to the despair and defeat in Shi Baojin's eyes.