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Chapter 369 Life is worse than death

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    Wu Yuanshuang was a little surprised when footsteps suddenly sounded in the silent cell.  This is not the time to deliver food. Who would come to see me, this miserable wretch?  Don't be that guy Yun Hao. Let him see you in such a state of desolation. You might as well just die.

    The mute jailer carrying a lantern came to the cell door, and the iron chain was opened with a clattering sound.  Then there was a glass oil lamp on the table, and the dark cell suddenly lit up.  The hungry mice squeaked and fled in all directions.  They are creatures that live in darkness, and the most invisible thing is light.

    Wu Yuanshuang tried his best to open his red and swollen eyes, and someone suddenly appeared in the quiet cell.  This made him a little excited, even though he was here to be interrogated and tortured.  He was also happy to see people.  The deathly silence in the darkness was driving him crazy.

    In the dim light, a person slowly emerged.  First the legs, then the body, and finally that familiar face that is no longer familiar.

    "You go down!" The warrior Xun casually handed the jailer a bunch of copper coins. The mute jailer bowed his head and saluted, took the coins with both hands, and left happily.

    Two servants of the Wu family removed Wu Yuanshuang from the shelf, helped him to a chair and left.  Silence returned to the cell. Although he wanted to talk, Wu Yuanshuang really had nothing to say to this father.

    "Hey!" The warrior sighed and started to take out food from the food box.

    With four side dishes, the plate is not big but very full.  Wu Yuanshuang even saw the very precious beef in Chang'an City!

    ¡°Eat it!¡± Samurai Yu said softly after taking out a plate of steamed buns.

    I really want to say "no", but my stomach wants to eat.  These days, I can only eat one meal a day, and I still don¡¯t know what steamed buns are made of.  When you eat it, you grind your teeth and when you swallow it, you make your throat crackle.  Even after eating it, even pooping became a huge project.

    The hands were clenched into fists and then stretched out.  Hold it tighter, stretch it again.

    In the end, the heavy hatred could not resist the demands of my stomach.  Wu Yuanshuang grabbed a bun and crazily stuffed it into his mouth.  The buns are big and filling.  It uses Jingui beef, which the samurai Yu would not bear to eat on weekdays.

    After eating only half of the bun, the sound of burping filled the entire cell.  There are no teeth in the mouth, so I can only swallow it down.  Even though the bun was about to be belched out, Wu Yuanshuang still struggled to stuff the bun into his mouth.

    Tears fell silently from his eyes, and Samurai Yu poured a bowl of wine.  The red grape wine was drained by Wu Yuanshuang in one gulp, and the buns in his mouth also went into his stomach.  Looking at his son's appearance, Samurai Yu closed his eyes.  His fists were clenched tightly, but tears continued to pour out of his closed eyes.

    The wings of his nose opened and closed rapidly, and the warrior Yu took a deep breath of the turbid air in the cell, and his body trembled and twitched.

    "A meal for the dead?" After eating two steamed buns, Wu Yuanshuang's energy seemed to have recovered a lot.

    "That's right!"

    "You begged the emperor?" Wu Yuanshuang knew that he was an imperial prisoner of this level.  Without the emperor's order, even if he gave the prison chief eight courages, he would not dare to let people in privately.

    "Yes, please ask the emperor." The warrior Yu seemed to have aged ten years suddenly, no matter how fully prepared he was mentally before entering.  But when facing Wu Yuanshuang, his heart still hurt like bleeding.  The pain was beyond words and description.  It was like a thousand sharp knives, cutting holes in my heart one after another.  It seemed like ten thousand ants were biting one bite at a time.

    I personally oversaw the beheading of my son, and watched as my own son was cut into pieces with one knife after another.  When Samurai Yu thinks of that scene, he will go crazy.

    "The emperor of the Li family really gave you face as a loyal minister!" Wu Yuanshuang glanced at his father with disdain, picked up a piece of beef with his chopsticks, and took a sip of the stuffed grapes.  The bright red wine was poured into the wine glass, as red as an agate stone.  You don¡¯t have to drink it to know it¡¯s good stuff, but the way you drank it just now ruined it.

    "You can take this. There's only so much my father can do to help you!" Warrior Xun took out a pill and gave it to Wu Yuanshuang.

    "Are you so kind? The emperor wants to treat me like a baby. If you kill me, aren't you afraid that your master will be unhappy?" Samurai Xun looked at his father mockingly.

    "There is nothing I can do about it as a father. You are just one person. If I didn't take action that day, the entire Wu family would have died today. Do you know that everything was Yunhao's trap? The only surprise is that you did it  Here comes the recipe for kerosene!

    The Li family has been operating in Guanzhong for a hundred years, and now they have ascended the throne and become the emperor.  The foundation is even deeper. Can Xue Rengao, the one you protect, be able to touch the Li family?  Now the court can¡¯t take care of it.Even if he was beaten to death, he would not have thought that there would be such a day that attracted so much attention.

    Suddenly, a pair of eyes penetrated the pupils.  Those eyes under Mi Ling appeared in his dreams countless times.  It's her, it's her who comes to see me.  Wu Yuanshuang stood up suddenly. The large shackle weighing a hundred pounds was actually as light as straw.  His head hit the roof of the prison car hard, and the force of the rebound caused him to fall down again.

    Stars were rising in front of my eyes, I wanted to see those eyes clearly.  But it was clear and blurred for a while, and I opened my mouth to scream.  But the numbness was stuffed in his mouth, and he could only make "um" and "um" sounds.

    The crowd of onlookers immediately exploded, and people instinctively shrank back.  Then there was a hint of enthusiasm in his curious eyes.

    Wu Yuanshuang tried hard to restore his vision as soon as possible. One second seemed as long as a century.  When his vision finally returned, those eyes were gone.  Instead, there was a white-haired old woman holding a steamed bun in her hand, discussing something with the soldiers.  Wu Yuanshuang saw that the old woman was secretly giving money to a team leader.

    Looking around, there are curious eyes everywhere.  But no matter how hard I look, I can no longer see those eyes in my dream.

    The prison van ruthlessly carried Wu Yuanshuang to the West Market, and the people on the trees on the walls and roofs suddenly made a "buzz" and "buzz" sound.

    The four men carried Wu Yuanshuang to the temporary high platform and removed the shackles.  Two big men held Wu Yuanshuang's arms and asked the supervisor, the warrior Xun, to identify himself.  I saw my father's chin trembling continuously, and even his beard was trembling.  The cheeks are bulging, and those two pieces of flesh must be as hard as iron now.

    "Verify your identity!" Li Guan shouted loudly, and the warrior Xun took a deep look.  Without saying a word or looking back, he went up to the execution platform.

    An official in green robe came out, holding a piece of yellow silk in his hand, and read loudly.

    With a roar in his head, he glanced at his expressionless father.  His eyes were searching the audience, wanting to take another look at those eyes.  But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.  The green-robed official didn't hear anything he said.

    I don¡¯t know how long I recited it, it may be a long time or a short time.  The body gradually warmed up, and the sun reached the middle of the sky.  Two big men with faces full of flesh stood Wu Yuanshuang up.  Bound to a huge cross, the part with the nails removed bears a striking resemblance to Jesus.

    Wu Yuanshuang¡¯s eyes were still searching the audience, and he even saw the old woman again.  She looked at herself with intense eyes, which seemed to be full of expectation.

    No matter what kind of psychological preparation you make, when the first knife is cut.  The severe pain still made Wu Yuanshuang tremble all over, and he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming.  Maybe she was watching from somewhere down there, and he absolutely couldn't scream in front of her.  This may be the last bit of persistence!

    But no matter how hard he persisted, when the second knife was cut.  Wu Yuanshuang still screamed. Any man who was cut to that place would be in agony.  I heard that there would be more than a dozen cuts in that area alone.

    Warrior Xun¡¯s eyes were wide open, and Li Yuan wanted to make Wu Yuanshuang look like a baby.  How could there be a way out for him!  The pills that were exchanged for a thousand gold coins were probably on Li Yuan's desk.

    He no longer cares about searching for those expectant eyes. The huge pain comes one after another like ocean waves, crushing his willpower to pieces again and again.

    The screams were so shrill that the children and women covered their eyes with their hands.  It's just that the gaps between the fingers are very large, and behind the gaps between the fingers are pairs of eyes full of expectation.  .  .  .  .  .  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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