The two guards on night watch in the interrogation room broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this. Pouring concentrated salt water and acid! And in shifts every fifteen minutes!
After Bibi Dong left, the two guards cautiously entered the interrogation room, but the scene inside sent chills down their spines, even though they were used to bloodshed.
The four men hanging in chains before them were covered in raw, gaping flesh, leaving the two guards somewhat dazed.
"Brother, won't they just die here if we keep pouring concentrated salt water and acid on them like this?" "
You're crazy. What do we care if they live or die? We're just henchmen following orders!"
"That makes sense!"
Leaving the interrogation room, Bibi Dong slowly walked to the small garden behind the Papal Palace and sat down. This was a place she often came to; she liked to come here to clear her mind whenever she was unhappy.
Leaning against the cold stone steps, Bibi Dong looked up at the starry sky, recalling the past, warm tears streaming uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.
She wondered if, if she weren't the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, she could have been with him naturally? Would he have avoided being tortured to death by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?
Tears blurred her vision, but her eyes were filled with resentment towards the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and towards Yu Xiaogang, the murderer.
If she could, she truly wanted to slice off Yu Xiaogang's flesh piece by piece, to skin him alive!
"You all have to be buried with him... Waaah..."
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However, Qian Xunji, hiding in the shadows, witnessed this scene. The dead cannot be brought back to life; he only hoped that his disciple could one day uphold the banner of their Spirit Hall.
Of course, the dead cannot be brought back to life, but unfortunately, our protagonist, Fu Ye, is far from dead.
"System, do you think I can dig up the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena from underground during the Douyi era?"
[Ding, This is the world of Douyi. The people and things that appear in Douyi II and Douyi III don't exist in Douyi. So even if the host overturns the Star Dou Great Forest, the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts of Douyi II won't exist, and Gu Yuena of Douyi III won't exist either.]
Hearing the system's words, Fu Ye felt strange, but whether the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts existed or not was irrelevant to him.
"First, I'll go to Yuexuan and woo Tang Hao's sister. Daring to cause trouble on my turf, I won't be polite to you."
Thinking this, Fu Ye's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot. This blond-haired guy, Fu Ye was really going to be his!
Yuexuan wasn't far from Fu Ye's Juxiang Pavilion; an ordinary person could arrive in a quarter of an hour, but Fu Ye arrived a little faster.
With the scenery rapidly changing, Fu Ye arrived directly at a slightly deserted avenue, but the decorations here were exceptionally luxurious.
Fu Ye looked at the large golden characters on the red plaque in front of him: Yuexuan.
To be honest, Fu Ye had never interacted with the royal family and nobles here. He used to be busy cultivating every day, occasionally entertaining guests, drinking tea, and walking his birds.
He had seen Tang Yuehua a few times, but only glimpsed her from afar; they didn't know her.
Because Fu Ye's looks were so striking and his aura so extraordinary, the two guards at the entrance of Yuexuan didn't even glance at him before letting him in.
Fu Ye thought to himself that being handsome and having a good temperament really does make you popular everywhere.
Stepping inside Yuexuan, the gilded walls gave off a sense of grandeur and nobility. The entrance courtyard was planted with vibrant purple flowers, and the light brown corridor was spotless.Looking at the flowing water above the artificial hill, Fu Ye felt his heart calm down.
There were also some students leisurely making their way to classrooms, and Fu Ye followed their route to a spacious and bright classroom.
"Hey bro, where are you from? I've never seen you before."
"Damn, bro, isn't your looks a bit too much?"
"Hey bro, can we be friends?"
"Wow bro, can I sit next to you?"
Fu Ye's appearance caused a bit of chaos at the scene, but Fu Ye ignored the men and women's comments. His goal was clear: to sneak away with Tang Hao's little sister like a blond-haired punk.
He still remembered that in the original story, Tang Yuehua, the older sister, liked Tang Hao. Although he didn't know what she thought, he felt it was necessary to bring her senses back to a normal level, and forbidden love was absolutely out of the question.
Looking at the decorations on the table, it seemed this lesson was about practicing the zither, so Fu Ye simply opened the system shop.
[Item: Perfect Level Zither Skill, Stock: 99999 (Maximum one per purchase) Free]
[Congratulations to the host for purchasing Perfect Level Zither Skill ×1]
[Congratulations to the host for using Perfect Level Zither Skill, your zither skill level has reached Perfect Level]
Feeling the endless stream of zither insights flowing into his mind, Fu Ye gently stroked the zither with his palm, feeling an unparalleled familiarity, as if he had been immersed in the zither for decades.
"Kid, you're new here, I wonder how your zither skills are? Before Instructor Yuehua arrives, how about we have a competition?"
Hearing this, Fu Ye raised an eyebrow. Sure enough, someone looking for trouble had arrived.
Fu Ye had clearly felt several displeased gazes from several people. "You want to compete with me in music? You've really bitten off more than you can chew.
" "How about this competition, sir?" Fu Ye wasn't angry at the provocation; after all, it would be strange if these aristocratic youths weren't jealous of his good looks and charisma.
"How about a self-composed piece? The winner will be judged by the rest of you."
The other person seemed very confident. Fu Ye was taken aback at first, then looked at him as if he were an idiot. A self-composed piece?
Did he really need to compose one? His mind was full of music scores from his past life; any one of them could astound them for a whole year.
Seeing Fu Ye's expression, the other person thought he was scared, but before he could even mock him, Fu Ye nodded directly.
"Yes, no problem."
Fu Ye had already decided what piece he would play.
"Who goes first, you or me?"
"No, kid, you're pretty arrogant. I'll go first. Just watch how I make you lose completely!"
Hmm? He's already broken down? I haven't even done anything yet, why are you so agitated?
"My original piece is called 'Remembrance,' but I've been thinking about it for a month."
The young man's eyes held a hint of cruelty as he looked at Fu Ye, as if he wanted to see the look of terror on Fu Ye's face.
However, nothing happened. Fu Ye didn't even bother to glance at him, silently staring at the guqin in front of him as if he were pondering something.
"You—"
Look at him, he's getting impatient again. A disciple of Yuexuan, and he can't even control his temper perfectly. It's just a waste of resources for him to be here.
"Hmm? You play yours, I won't bother you."
Fu Ye's nonchalant words made this arrogant guy's blood pressure rise instantly. However, he still had some self-control, otherwise Fu Ye couldn't guarantee that the other party would be able to walk out of this door safely today.