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Chapter 151 Each has its own means

The house looked very ordinary from the outside. There were two big words "Yuzhai" written on the plaque hanging on the door. A middle-aged couple and several servants lived in the house. The couple welcomed Xu Lang's master and servant in and saluted, "I have seen my master."

"No need to be too polite, those three people are enough to be called?" Xu Lang asked.

"No tricks, all three of them are very stubborn." said the middle-aged man.

Xu Lang snorted coldly, "Go down and see them."

The middle-aged man was in front, Xu Lang was in the middle, Chang Yan behind the palace, and the three masters and servants arrived at the study room, twisted the mechanism, and slowly moved the bookshelf filled with books, revealing the door of the dark room, and the light inside was dim.

There are many stone chambers on both sides of the tunnel. There are boxes wrapped with copper corners in the stone chamber. Walking to the end, there is still a small stone chamber. In the stone chamber, there are two square tables and a few rose chairs. In the middle of the roof of the stone chamber, there are three fists-sized night pearls with soft light.

The floor tiles below the Night Pearl are no different from other floor tiles. However, Chang Jian walked over and pressed down the floor tiles. When he luckily pressed them down, the thick wall next to him slowly opened, revealing another tunnel. Walking down ten steps, this tunnel was a little wet and not too long, about fifteen meters. When you walk to the end, it was a five-meter-long and three-meter-wide penalty room.

Three men in black locked the pipa bones by the iron hooks on the stone wall. They were hung a little off the ground. If they didn't want the pipa bones to be torn too hard by the iron hooks, they could stand on tiptoe, but they were injured on their bodies and were unable to maintain their strength. Soon after the tiptoe, the iron hook would tear their wounds again, making them worse than death.

Seeing Xu Lang's master and servant come in, the man in the middle cursed: "Little thief of the Xu family, if you are a man, give us brothers a pleasure."

Xu Lang curled his lips and said, "I am a man or not, you can't help but argue. Your life and death are controlled by me."

Chang Jian brought a chair from beside him and placed it behind Xu Lang, "Master, please sit down and interrogate."

Xu Lang lifted his brocade robe and sat down on the chair. The middle-aged man poured a cup of hot tea from somewhere and respectfully served it to Xu Lang with both hands, "Master."

Xu Lang took the teacup, blew it, and took a sip. Seeing his behavior, the three hanging people showed anger on their faces. The people in the middle cursed again: "Xu Xiaozhei, you are a hypocrite who is just like you, you have deceived the world. If you have any means, I would rather die than surrender."

Xu Lang sneered, Chang Jian walked over and pulled the chain. The man groaned, his face twisted with pain. Xu Lang watched the blood on his body dripping to the ground and said, "The three are worthy of being the lackeys he trained. They have hard bones and are unwilling to urge them. So just hang them like this, and you can just wait and do it slowly."

The three of them had been tortured for four days, both physically and mentally, and a struggle flashed across the man on the left. Xu Lang caught it, his eyes turned slightly, and he raised his hand to splash a cup of tea on the man on the left. His eyes were accurate, and all the water was poured on the man's wound. The man screamed, "I'll do it, I'll do it."

The person in the middle changed his face and shouted, "Shut up, shut up, shut up."

"Brother, I don't want to die, I don't want to die." The man from Ju Zuo was so excited that he couldn't stand steadily under his feet. He pulled the iron chain and the iron hook pulled his pipa bone again. The pain made him almost cry. He had enough, he really had enough.

The man in the middle said: "What are you afraid of death? Eighteen years later, he will be a hero again."

"You lackeys will go to the eighteen levels of hell after death." Xu Lang frightened them coldly.

The man from the left stared at the left with horror and widened his eyes, "Mr. Xu, I am willing to call him, I am willing to call him."

"Yu Zhu, take him to the inner room and make a good trial." Xu Lang said.

"Yes, master." The middle-aged man, Yu Zhu, raised his hand and walked out of the corner. He took off the iron ring hanging on the stone wall, and carried the person on the left to interrogate him.

Xu Lang stood up, flicked the dust that did not exist on the brocade robe, and said, "These two dogs are useless, they are chopped into pieces to make fat flowers."

"Yes, master." He always rolled up his sleeves and acted in a vicious manner.

The man on the right suddenly collapsed and shouted, "No, I am willing to call him, I am willing to call him, Lord Xu, you have a lot of money, spared my life."

The person in the middle closed his eyes desperately and helplessly. He was not afraid of death, but the other two were afraid of death. He couldn't stop him, but he was definitely not a mess. Xu Lang didn't need him to confess, and signaled to take the person in the right to interrogate him. He put his hand behind him, turned around and walked out of the secret room, walked through the tunnel, and returned to the ground.

At the same time, Cheng Jue was also being interrogated by his mother Miao, "The county lord of Corning has a high status. You say you can't be high. Okay, then we won't be high. Lord Wu is a member of the Ministry of Works. His daughter is a good match, right? The girl of the Wu family is also good-looking and well-educated. Why don't you want to?"

"Mother, don't worry, take a look at this first." Cheng Jue took out a stack of paper from his sleeve bag and handed it to Miao with both hands.

Miao took it and opened it and looked at it. Her face turned dark, "Is it true?"

Cheng Jue smiled gently and said, "Mother, I will not frame anyone. It took a lot of effort to find out this matter. After all, the Wu family was hiding it tightly."

Miao is still clear about her son's character, "This Wu girl is a handsome man, so she can't marry her. If you marry her back, she will be restless."

"My mother is right. Marrying a wife is not virtuous and will harm three generations. Mother, I am not in a hurry to get married. I will search for it slowly. I have to choose a good and filial elderly person to marry her." Cheng Jue said with a faint smile.

"Why do you think about checking this Wu girl?" Miao looked at the paper in her hand again and sighed. The Wu girl looked generous and decent, why was she so vicious in private? Could it be that she is so old and can't see people clearly?

Cheng Jue gently shook the paper fan and said, "I always look up and marry a daughter and a daughter-in-law. But the Wu family goes the opposite way, so there must be something strange here, so I checked it." He said it was true. Of course, the most important reason was that he didn't want to marry Miss Wu, but it was not easy to convince Miao, so he acted in such a roundabout way.

"Mrs. Wu is so old that she has no mouths." Miao said angrily. Thinking of what Mrs. Wu said in front of her, she felt that it was not because she had a bad attitude, but because she was deceived.

Cheng Jue smiled without saying anything, and he would not say directly that his mother's ears were soft.

Miao was still a little guilty, almost harming her son for the rest of her life, and said, "Okay, I know this. I will slowly search for your marriage. I will not cause such a thing again. You go back to your room and rest."
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