SFS Chapter 475 Tragic Dilemma
Chapter 475 Tragic Dilemma
The night was deep and quiet. After the waiter had enjoyed the feast and wine, and the table was empty, he suddenly came to his senses, realized he had lost his temper, and begged for forgiveness.
Unexpectedly, the guest was different from the others. Not only did he not blame him, he also offered him a cup of sobering tea.
After drinking the hot tea and walking out of the door, the cool breeze not only sobered him up, but also made him forget the unpleasant things. However, the waiter had limited knowledge and could not understand the hidden mystery and the exquisite tactics of the man in white.
Just treat it as something ordinary, but when you recall it in the future, there will be a hint of a different charm that is hard to explain.
After going downstairs, the waiter took a quick glance at them, then quickly looked away, and found that the two were still drinking, playing guessing games, and having a great time. The whole room was filled with the sound of their laughter.
The waiter couldn't help being curious and took another sneak peek. The black-robed prisoner was standing beside the table. He hadn't moved at all from the time the two of them entered the store and sat down until this moment.
This kind of perseverance is not something that ordinary people can do.
The waiter forgot to mention one thing. Although the crime of stripping names is serious, the number of people who actually use it is very small, and it was only more common seven years ago.
This person…
He was the only person who had his name stripped that he had seen this year.
Although he felt sad in his heart, the waiter didn't dare to show it. He quietly went into the kitchen, half-closed his eyes, and went to rest.
But Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, the two constables, were well fed and drunk, their eyes were bright and energetic, and their scarred faces looked ferocious.
The prisoner was so exhausted that just standing was enough to drain his energy, and he had to endure the pain in his thigh.
The two noticed this and discussed it separately.
"Brother, break her legs. If you continue to travel tomorrow, dragging a hammer weighing more than ten kilograms, her legs will probably be useless if she continues to walk for a few days."
"Even if there are some life-saving pills, I'm afraid I can't survive it."
Zhao Hu grabbed a handful of peanuts and squeezed them hard. The shells turned into powder, but the rice grains inside remained intact.
This internal strength is enough to be praised, and a little bit of it is enough to shock people. He blew away the powder, leaving only rice grains, threw a handful into his mouth, chewed with big mouthfuls, and heard a crackling sound. "Humph, useless, useless, why should I worry about him when he has been stripped of his name?" Zhang Long didn't care.
Zhao Hu's drunkenness had subsided a little. "But a broken hand is fine, but a broken leg means I can't walk. It's still our kung fu that's affected, right?"
"Brother, what you said does make some sense." Zhang Long pondered for a moment and nodded.
He said, "I was reckless. How about this? We stay here for two more days."
"When she's better, we'll continue on our way. Tsk tsk tsk... This road is quite long, and she will suffer."
"Indeed." Zhao Hu nodded in agreement, and then said, "This road is not very safe."
……
While the two of them were chatting, they had already decided the fate of the prisoner. The waiter, with half-closed eyes, learned that the two of them would be staying for two days. His heart trembled slightly, but he dared not show it on the surface.
The two of them booked a good room and went upstairs to sleep. As for the prisoner, he was thrown into the stable and slept with the horses.
Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were not worried that the prisoners would escape. Those who had their names stripped would be courting death if they left them.
There are rumors.
People who are stripped of their names will go to hell. When they meet the King of Hell, their faces will be covered in mud and they will be despised by ghosts.
Even if he is reincarnated, he will be a faceless person without eyes and nose, or he will be reduced to an animal and will never be able to turn over. It is just that I don’t know whether this statement is true or not. But one thing that can be confirmed is that since the name has been stripped…
Then there will be no place for them in this world.
The prisoner in black robe was thrown into the stable. He finally cried out in pain, whimpering with tears, after enduring for so long.
The moonlight was pouring down as the prisoner dragged the black iron ball and walked to the edge with difficulty. He leaned against the wall and moved down little by little. After wasting a lot of effort, he finally sat down.
Not caring whether the ground was dirty or not, she let out a long sigh, her eyes flickering.
She stretched out her right leg and her muscles twitched. Zhang Long's slap hit her muscles directly, and the pain would probably last for several days and nights.
In the middle of the night, the waiter got up to feed the horse, and brought half a rice ball with him. While feeding the horse, he quietly called the nameless prisoner and handed him the rice ball.
The prisoner opened his eyes, looked quietly, and wanted to say something, but stopped. The mouth and tongue of the person who was stripped of his name were intact, but he could no longer speak.
When they finally reached their destination, the escorting officials would often take some grass, grind it into residue, and stuff it into the prisoner's mouth along with two walnuts.
Even if they go to the underworld, they cannot speak, their faces cannot be seen, their names and origins cannot be known when asked, and their appearance and identity cannot be revealed by face.
Looking at the grass in its mouth, the King of Hell made a judgment and said that if it could be reincarnated, it would be as an animal.
The death is not peaceful before death and there is great pain after death. This punishment is extremely cruel.
Seeing that the prisoner did not respond, he thought that he had given up. The waiter was kind after all, "Tomorrow is the day to bring the mountain god into the city. I will help you to pray. Maybe it will make the rest of the journey easier."
"Although I don't know what crime you have committed, His Majesty is fair-minded and will not wrongly accuse you, but this punishment is still too cruel."
When the prisoner heard this, he looked up with a hint of mockery in his eyes. He didn't say a word from beginning to end.
The waiter left, and the prisoner was the only one left in the stable. She was exhausted, but the pain in her legs and feet made it difficult for her to fall asleep, so she crawled to the side where there was moonlight.
Look up at the moon.
Suddenly, her eyes were attracted by white spots. She turned her head and saw that there was a room on the second floor with its doors and windows wide open. A man was sitting on the edge of the bed, also enjoying the moon and drinking.
She even looked towards him and smiled softly.
It was the person in white whom she met in the lobby... She looked up and felt that the person in white was even more beautiful than the bright moon. It had something that she had always longed for.
Intoxicated.
"clatter."
He dropped something.
The unknown prisoner looked around and found a wine gourd standing still on the ground. She hesitated for a moment, leaned over, bit off the lid, and drank a sip of wine from the bottle.
The aroma of mellow wine wafted in the air, and along with it, the three parts of moonlight were also welcomed into the stomach.
The stable, dirty, smelly, embarrassing and painful, is nothing compared to the fine wine.
It was the first time for the unnamed prisoner to drink, but she liked the feeling and wanted to take another sip.
The wine gourd flew back to the hand of Bai Yi at some point. Bai Yi drank from it and then opened his mouth to speak to her, but no sound came out.
The nameless prisoner read lips and said, "Don't...be greedy...for...my...wine...is...expensive?"
"Pfft."
For some reason, she laughed uncontrollably and responded with her lips.
Li Changxiao read his lips and murmured: "Thank you?"
He smiled and said, "You're welcome. Is my wine delicious?"
The prisoner replied, "It tastes good, but what's wrong with it?"
"What is it?" Li Changxiao asked curiously.
“Sorry…” The prisoner rolled his eyes and suddenly passed out drunk.
The drunkenness only lasted for a moment.
Li Changxiao shook his head and laughed, then took advantage of the alcohol to lie down on the bed and fall asleep, feeling comfortable and happy.