Daily life of black skin cub's princess

Wu Xun was left alone in the room to "think about it", he didn't try to leave, he knew that he was still useful to the owner.

He walked around the layers of bright yellow curtains, picked up a jade cup casually, looked at the jade cup for a while, chuckled lightly, and put the jade cup back casually.

What is true cannot be false, and what is false cannot be true.

Although the surrounding objects seem to be made of jade, but in terms of the quality of jade, it is comparable to stone.Compared with the jade cup that is always kept in the little sleeve, it is like cloud and mud.

Wu Xun moved his gaze upwards along the place where the man was sitting just now, and there was a square decoration that seemed to be composed of horizontal rails directly above the seat, and the horizontal rails were wrapped with bright yellow silk and satin.Wu Xun's eyes flickered slightly, he stretched out his hand and tugged at the curtain on the side, and easily used his strength to enter the room. There are no beams here, but there are many shelves for hanging silk and satin.Wu Xun squatted on the shelf hanging the curtain, reaching out his hand to touch the four-sided decoration, who knew that the decoration shook slightly, followed by the sound of the chain.

Wu Xun had already made up his mind, and gently pushed aside the wrapped bright yellow silk and satin with his fingers, and saw the black metal under the silk and satin.It seems that it is not a coincidence that the four-sided decoration is comparable to the seat.

Thinking of this, Wu Xun fell to the ground lightly like a leaf, squatted in front of the seat and pushed the chair again. Sure enough, the chair did not move at all. After careful inspection, it turned out to be nailed to the ground by several rivets.

It seems that the life of the former king is not easy after that, I don't know that he himself is clear about this matter.

After Wu Xun made a guess about their relationship, he sat back and as time passed, he knew that someone was more anxious than him.

Sure enough, it was the owner who couldn't bear it in the end, the door was knocked, Lei Bo pushed the door in, looked at Wu Xun with a smile and said, "My slave fell asleep as a young hero."

Wu Xun smiled and said, "Although I've been used to sitting on the ground in the past, I've been stable all these years, and I can't sleep in such a place."

Lei Bo's face changed a bit: "Young Xia has considered it?"

"Where did you give me a chance to think about it?" Wu Xun's smile faded, "I don't even know what you want me to do, how can I think about it?"

Lei Bo obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and put a smile on his face again: "The owner asked me to take you there for this reason. The owner values ​​the young man, so he won't harm the young man."

Having said that, Leiber led Wu Xun out of this room, and passed through the banquet hall of last night's dinner again. This time they bypassed the screen and walked through the arch, and there was an eerie hall in front of them.Red candles were lit all around, and the white cloth was fluttering, forming a sharp contrast with the magnificent room just now.

On the stone wall is a Raksha ghost messenger, and facing the arch is a desk similar to a county magistrate's case, with the four characters "Clearly inspecting the autumn hair" hanging above the head.There are many rooms around, and the doors are all closed at the moment, but the candles in a few rooms are lit, and the shadow reflected on the door seems to be a person with horns on his head.

Bull head and horse noodles?

Wu Xun sneered, playing tricks.

There are shackles and shackles all around, and it is not difficult to see what the master here intends.

Leiber had already left quietly, and after about half a cup of tea, the owner of the estate appeared under the plaque with a discerning eye, dressed in official robes.

"The little brother is here?"

Wu Xun raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly. Is this one planning to sing a big show?

The owner raised his hand: "Please sit down."

Wu Xun followed the direction of the proprietor's hand and sat on the chair that Lei Bo had just moved. The proprietor's expression changed, and he slapped the gavel: "Take the sinner."

Only the sound of iron chains sounded, and several strong men came in with one person supported.The man didn't cry or shout, he just hugged the broken knife with only three gold rings left, his eyes were blank, and his eyes were empty and lifeless.

It's the ghost Jiucen!

Wu Xun frowned, and when he was thinking about it, the strong man had already knelt down to the owner of the villa, holding Gui Jiucen down.The proprietor turned over the page in front of him: "Ghost Jiucen, a native of Huai County, born in the first year of Pingwu, aged forty to five, but you?"

Gui Jiucen shook his head slightly, as if he was nodding.

"You killed countless people, and 99 people died under the sword. Can you plead guilty?"

Gui Jiucen raised his head at this time, and said in a calm and terrifying tone: "It's 100 people."

After saying that, he lowered his head, and suddenly wept loudly with the broken knife in his arms. He was so heartbroken that he couldn't catch his breath. The words "I'm sorry for you" "Why" "I regret it"...

The owner narrowed his eyes: "Who did you kill alone?"

Because of this sentence, Gui Jiucen calmed down again. He raised his head and looked at the owner of the villa with red eyes, his face determined: "I know that you put us such sinners into the villa for the purpose of executing them one by one. Yours Behavior is no different from that of a demon." Suddenly he laughed again, "But I don't care, I just ask you to kill me, because..." He said slowly, "I killed my wife."

"I killed my wife! You kill me!" Gui Jiucen roared hysterically, holding a broken knife in his arms, blood spattered from his chest due to excessive force.But Gui Jiu Cen Hun didn't care, he said repeatedly like masochistic, "You kill me, kill me and I can go to accompany her."

The owner slapped the gavel: "Take it to the hell of the mountain of swords."

Those strong men immediately dragged Gui Jiucen to a room.

Wu Xun frowned: "I don't know what the owner of the sword mountain hell is..."

"Hahaha, little brother want to see it?" Excitement flashed in the owner's eyes, "It's rare, little brother comes with me."

Wu Xun thought he was going to follow the owner into the room, but he didn't expect the owner to lead him around the screen behind the desk.Behind the screen there is a spiraling stone step. Wu Xun followed the owner up the stone step. The second floor connected to the end of the stone step is not spacious, but a narrow and cramped corridor, connected on both sides. There are many doors in the corridor. Wu Xun It is guessed that these doors may be able to see the scene downstairs.

Indeed, just as Wu Xun had imagined, the owner walked forward and opened a door. The inside was not a complete room, but a mountain of knives that was icy and gloomy and gloomy, just like the second floor of a restaurant leaning on the railing.

Wu Xun gasped, this is really a mountain of knives, with many blades, the tip of the knife rushing up, and the handle of the knife is poured into the ground.Gui Jiucen in front of Daoshan was also stunned. He obviously didn't expect such a scene. He smiled miserably and opened his arms: "You guys kill me."

"Kill? Didn't it take advantage of you?" The owner murmured, but a distorted excitement could be clearly heard in his tone.The two strong men standing behind Gui Jiucen saw the owner coming, so they didn't dare to delay, and pushed Gui Jiucen forward: "Climb over!"

Gui Jiucen fell on the edge of the knife, his flesh and clothes were cut by the knife, exposing his scarred arm.Wu Xun narrowed his eyes, the scars on his arm were deep and shallow and had just grown up: "He is..."

"The last person he killed was his wife. He killed by mistake." The corner of the owner's lips curled up, "Heaven's way of reincarnation, this is retribution."

As soon as the words fell, Gui Jiucen leaned directly on the blade as if he couldn't perceive it, his eyes were empty, and he said to himself: "Can I see you after I die..."

Seeing this situation, Wu Xun took a deep breath: "He has no intention of surviving at all, why should you..."

"Little brother, do you know the mud plow?" The owner interrupted him with a cold voice, "You said that there are gods and Buddhas in the world? Then why do you let the evil things in the world go? Since these people are destined to go to hell after death, I'm just going Just a little bit."

"What about you? It looks like he was killed by you, what about you?" Wu Xun couldn't bear it anymore. He knew that people here wouldn't listen to anything, but he still wanted to ask.

"Little brother, do you know Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?" The owner clasped his hands together and said a Buddhist gatha, "Amitabha, if the hells are not empty, you will not become a Buddha. I am the same. If the wicked do not clear this hell for a day, they will exist."

Wu Xun fixedly looked at the owner of the villa. He no longer had any thoughts of lying to the person in front of him, and said straightly: "Since the wicked should suffer at your place, what about that highness just now? That highness who is full of lies, is it?" Shouldn't you also go to the tongue-pulling hell?"