MTL - Of All the Transmigrations, Why Am I a Prisoner?-Chapter 34 Punishment is a tricky thing

In the gloomy dark room, Qian Niang thought for a while, and took down a small silver machete from the wall full of torture instruments. Then she turned around and walked slowly to the wooden table with candles, with a generous attitude. , without the slightest trace of the brutality of a perpetrator.

Qianniang took the silver machete to bake under the candle, and said lightly, "Young Master Li, do you know that torture is actually a very particular thing."

Li Changtian swallowed the blood in his mouth, took two deep breaths, and actually made fun of it. He raised his head and smiled and chatted with Qianniang as if he were talking about home life: "I really don't know this, please give me some advice?"

Qianniang glanced at Li Changtian in surprise, and then withdrew her expression. Holding the silver knife that had been roasted, she walked towards Li Changtian and said, "It looks **** and rude, but it's actually a delicate job, especially for those of you who love to say. For those who lie, you have to take your time, grind, cut with knives, bake, iron, and try everything day after day. As for the little girl, I also like to deal with you like Li Gongzi. After all, if the prisoner did everything at once, I would lose a lot of fun."

Li Changtian sighed: "Girl, your hobbies are not very healthy. I sincerely recommend you to see a psychiatrist."

"Li Gongzi's nonsense is really interesting." Qianniang smiled, half-kneeled in front of Li Changtian, stretched out her hand and pinched his chin fiercely, and held the silver knife in front of him, the knife was sharp and almost stabbed Li Changtian "Young Master Li, guess what this knife is used for."

Li Changtian instinctively narrowed his eyes: "Carved?"

"Oh? Li Gongzi knows how to do it." Qianniang took back the hand holding Li Changtian's jaw and laughed.

"Fuck, isn't it, is it really for carving? Carving on my flesh?" Li Changtian muttered.

"The flesh is soft, and it's too ugly to carve." Qianniang reached out and stroked Li Changtian's shoulder and pressed it lightly, "So I want to carve it on the bone. I think this piece is not bad, what do you think?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qian Niang plunged the thin silver machete into Li Changtian's shoulder.

Li Changtian clenched his hands that had been lifted by the chains, he bit a tremor, lowered his head and inhaled in a low voice, but did not respond.

Qianniang held the handle of the silver machete and said softly, "Actually, Qianniang, I don't like to carve these flowers and birds. I'm just too busy, so I'm looking for something to do. Why don't you talk to me, Young Master Li,' Jackdaws' where are the others now, so I can report to Lord Qin, so I don't have time to show Li Gongzi here."

"I said it..." Li Changtian took a breath, his voice trembling, with a helpless smile, "I don't know what the 'jackdaw' you are talking about is..."

Qianniang sighed: "Well, it seems that Mr. Li is quite leisurely. If he wants to see the work of carving flowers on the bones, then Qianniang will carve the flowers for Mr. Li to see."

After saying that, Qianniang squeezed the silver machete in her hand tightly, and was about to sink another point into Li Changtian's body, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.

The candles in the dark room flickered fiercely.

Qianniang looked up suspiciously, then put her hands away, stood up and saluted, "Young Master Yan, you're back."

When Li Changtian heard this, his breathing was disturbed for a moment, he looked up suddenly, and saw Yan Shu standing in front of him, looking down at him from a high place.

The dark room was dark, and Li Changtian's vision was blurred because of his previous torture. He couldn't see Yan Shu's eyes for a while, but felt that the scene was inexplicably familiar.

Li Changtian smiled bitterly.

Oh, what the **** did he do!

Yan Shu squatted down, pulled out the silver machete on Li Changtian's shoulder, stretched out his hand to cover his bleeding wound, and asked, "How can you still laugh?"

Li Changtian said angrily: "Otherwise what? Are you crying?"

Yan Shu paused and said nothing. He used a silver machete to cut his sleeves into strips of cloth and simply bandaged Li Changtian's bleeding shoulder.

Qian Niang, who was beside her, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "You see Young Master Yan is in a hurry, but just rushed back to the mansion?"

"Yeah." Yan Shu responded with a cold tone.

"Does Master Yan know that Master Qin is waiting for you in the study?"

Yan Shu stood up: "I know, let's go now, don't touch him."

"Qianniang knows." Qianniang was not angry, and saluted again.

Yan Shu glanced at the miserable Li Changtian, he hesitated to speak, he murmured for a while, but finally he didn't say a word, then strode out of the dark room and walked quickly to Qin Jueming's study.