I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband-Chapter 368 - : Torturing
Chapter 368: Torturing
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation | Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Heng Yi’s attitude toward the outside world was completely different from what he showed Han Qiao and the children. In front of his family, he was a husband and a father, and he had all the kindness he should have.
Outside, his entire body was cold and hard, indestructible.
The old man drank the porridge soup in disgust.
His hands and clothes were stained with blood. The person on the shelf was
only a skeleton, but his heart was still beating.
The others were already scared witless.
He could not die, nor could he live.
They were all racking their brains to think of any information they could give.
They did not wish to live but to not be tortured in such a state. They even wished to die.
“I, I remember! I remember!” A man howled.
“We have spies in Chenzhou City. We don’t even know if Marquis of Wanning
will come to the village to rest.”
They were crazy. So when they massacred the village and raped the unmarried girls, not knowing whether Heng Yi would be passing by?
There were also a few girls who were less than ten years old who were tortured
to death.
Yesterday, they were so reckless, today they were regretful.
Heng Yi thought of Han Laoshi from the Heng Manor.
Not many people knew that he was going out, and the route he took was
uncertain.
There were several routes to Sanzhou Town.
In other words, there were ambushes on each of the roads.
There were still people who died because of him.
At this moment, the killing intent in Heng Yi’s heart was so heavy that he almost couldn’t suppress it.
He looked at the man on the shelf indifferently.
“You are all worthless people.”
“Old Master, you’ve worked hard.”
The old man chuckled.
These bastards couldn’t even bite their tongues to commit suicide.
Heng Yi didn’t want to hear any more answers. He just didn’t want these people to live.
Death would be too easy for them.
However, if he didn’t die, he would be letting down innocent people.
When the people from the government office arrived, the tortured thieves were still breathing.
“This lowly one greets the Marquis.”
Emperor Zhao Qian’s edict to confer Heng Yi the title had already spread throughout Great Yong. He had ordered that no matter where or when all officials and members of the royal family had to cooperate with Heng Yi.
What he meant was that Heng Yi represented Emperor Zhao Qian. This man was the Emperor’s eyes and hands.
He could carry out some less important matters on behalf of the Emperor.
It didn’t matter if Emperor Zhao Qian wanted to train Heng Yi or wanted him to
not fight against other people. He was still given great power
So, these small bailiffs were still very cautious.
After all, what was the point of working hard? Wasn’t it all for power and money?
“Take these corpses back and hang them at the city gate for public display.”
“Yes, Marquis.”
A village was destroyed just like that.
in a few years, these houses would rot, and fewer and fewer people would remember them.
“Find a few Taoist masters to come over and help them.” Heng Yi looked at the girls.
“What are your plans? Stay? Or should I arrange a place for you?”
It was difficult for a girl to have no support, and it was even more difficult to have no place to stay.
“Benefactor, please arrange a place for us to go.”
With someone arranging a place for them, at least they wouldn’t have to worry about their own food and clothing in the future. They just had to work hard and be obedient.
There were also a few who wanted to move forward.
Heng Yi only looked at them with a cold gaze. They were so scared that they stood rooted to the ground. They didn’t dare to move or have any wild thoughts.
Heng Yi wrote a letter and asked the bailiffs to send these girls to Chenzhou City. Han Qiao would make proper arrangements for them.
This village…
“Go back to your homes and see if there are any valuable things at home. You can take them away. After you go to Chenzhou City, you are not slaves.”
Home…
How could a devastated place be considered home?
Their family was gone, and so was their home.
The valuable things in the house had long been taken away, so there was nothing valuable left.
“Find all the things on these beasts and sell them. Then, divide the silver equally among them.”
With money and a backer, they could support themselves for a few days. When the limelight passed, they could marry again.
Today’s misfortune was not their fault. They also had the right to be happy.
After making the arrangements, Heng Yi walked to the old man and knelt down on one knee, “Master, please come with us.”
“Why?” The old man raised his eyebrows and asked.
“You are very skilled, so I would like to invite you to accompany me and help me if necessary.” Heng Yi pursed his lips. “We want to take a walk on the other roads.”
“Innocent people died tragically without the strength to even tie a chicken. Since I have received the emperor’s grace, I should avenge them.”
-Old Master, I was blind that day and offended you. Please forgive me.” It was rare for Heng Yi to be so humble.
It was fine if this was his sole problem.
He couldn’t bring Qin Song, Zhang Zhao, and the others to take the risk.
They were all people with families. If he brought them out, he had to bring them back in one piece.
The old master was very skilled in martial arts. With him accompanying him, it was almost the same as carrying an extra ten people.
Even if they added up, they could not even compare to one-tenth of the old master.
“I will serve you tea and water.”
The old man laughed, “Then what are you waiting for? Go on.”
With the old man, the horses did not have to worry.
Heng Yi poured some tea.
When they were resting, he would personally bring water and pour tea for the old man. He would be the first to pass whatever he wanted to eat to the old man respectfully.
The old man called out to Heng Yi righteously.
They hurried back for half a day and took another path.
Heng Yi was silent on the way. It was as if there was a fire burning in his heart.
However, it was impossible to move fast in the dark.
“Can you smell it?” The old man asked.
Heng Yi shook his head.
The old man took a deep breath, “Your foundation is still too weak.”
Then, he urged his horse to gallop, “Giddyup.”
Heng Yi instantly understood. He only had time to tell Zhang Zhao and the others, “Come over slowly.”
Then, he rode his horse to chase after the old man.
Heng Yi was brave. He followed behind the old man without any fear.
When the two of them charged into the thieves den…
The people there were frightened. This time, the man in the lead was not killed, instead, the tendons in his hands and feet were broken and his chin was dislocated.
Heng Yi and the old man didn’t kill him, but the other thieves didn’t want him to live. After all, as the leader, he knew too much.
The old man stood in front of that man, while Heng Yi fought alone.
The thief who wanted to kill was also caught by Heng Yi, but he committed suicide by biting poison.
By the time Zhang Zhao and the others arrived, the killing was already nearing its end.
Heng Yi was covered in blood, and the ground behind him was filled with corpses.
Zhang Zhao and the others were in charge of the aftermath.
Almost all the people in this village had been wiped out. Not a single person was left alive.
The food, gold, and silver were all collected and placed in the courtyard. When the bailiffs arrived, they saw the corpses on the ground.
The old man was torturing the leader on the shelf.
The leader only wanted to die quickly, but the old man did not give him the chance. He sharpened the dagger and muttered to himself.
“Marquis, there is not a single survivor in the entire village.”
“The bodies of the villagers were found in the mound at the back of the mountain.”
These corpses were cleaned up by the villagers of another village. They were beyond recognition, but the adults, children, and women were still clearly distinguished.
“This bunch of animals, they didn’t even let a pregnant woman off…”
“Waaa! Waaal.”
It was the weak cry of a baby.
Heng Yi heard it, and so did the others.
“Marquis, Marquis! A child survived!”