Chapter 1872 Hatred

"Shall our bet begin now?" Jia Zhengjin asked after both parties agreed.

"No, I will choose the gambling target first and then inform you."

"how long it takes?"

"It can take as little as a day or as long as a few days. Don't be impatient." Yue Lang said, "You can deal with Kang County's affairs first, and then concentrate on the gambling, and don't be distracted by other things."

"good!"

"Then I'll go look for candidates for the gambling game first, and I'll come back to you then." As he spoke, Yue Lang disappeared directly in front of Jia Zhengjin.

Looking at the direction in which Yue Lang disappeared, Jia Zhengjin hesitated for a few seconds, turned around and informed Nuwa to teleport him back.

On the other side, Zhao Ping, the prefect of Kang County, was taken to the guillotine in the market by his rebellious subordinates. Facing the three strangers sitting in the execution area, he kept thinking.

For Zhao Ping, Yuan Muping's master and servant were just fish that slipped through the net of the Yuan family. Even if he knew that a daughter of the Yuan family had escaped, he had never seen what she looked like, let alone the two servants beside her.

The Yuan family is just a small wealthy businessman family, they don't have so much energy, let alone connect today's events with it.

In his mind, he guessed that the three people in front of him were enemy generals who knew sorcery, but he didn't know which country they came from.

Zhao Ping didn't know Yuan Muping's master and servant, but Yuan Muping knew him.

After entering the city, he inquired immediately and secretly observed him. He knew what his enemy looked like and even wanted to risk his life to assassinate him.

Now that the enemy who killed her whole family was right in front of her, her eyes were red, and she wanted to order beheading to avenge the destruction of the Yuan family.

Lu Zhan saw what the young lady meant, but immediately stopped her. Although he was full of hatred for Zhao Ping and wanted to execute him immediately, he was quite calmer than Yuan Muping.

Stopped by the trusted Uncle Lu, Yuan Muping couldn't understand and asked what he meant with his eyes.

"Miss, we all want to kill our enemies and avenge the Yuan family!" Lu Zhan explained in a low voice, "If it were just us, we would kill him. We cannot let go of such a good opportunity. But the monk who taught us the magic... He wants us to do something for him to control Kang County. Now that Zhao Ping has been captured and the general of Kang County is controlled by his ghost, we can take action at any time. Besides, it is too cheap to kill him, so we might as well find a better way to resolve his hatred. , before that we have to check with that monk, whether your master needs Zhao Ping..."

Yuan Muping was very excited at first, but after hearing this, she calmed down and felt that it made sense. Just facing the enemy, the tragic death of his family members appeared in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became: "Uncle Lu, you don't have to kill him now, but I can't bear this tone."

"The same goes for us." Yang Shen said from the side, "Miss, let's just give him a breath."

"Uncle Yang, what do you have in mind?" Yuan Muping immediately turned around and asked.

Yang Shen's family all worked in the Yuan Mansion, but he was the only one to escape, and he also had a bloody hatred for Zhao Ping. His hatred for Zhao Ping is no less than that of Yuan Muping and Lu Zhan: "Let's take him to the prefect's house first. Anyway, all the officials and generals are now controlled by ghosts. No one will know what happened. Then put salt on the whip Beat him hard, as long as he doesn't kill him!"

"But Master..." Yuan Muping actually thought this was good, at least it would relieve her hatred. Not to mention whipping her with a whip, just let her slowly cut the enemy's flesh with a knife. I'm just worried about ruining Master's good deeds.

"Miss, with that monk's strength, it will be fine as long as he still has breath." Lu Zhan said softly.

"That's right!" Thinking about it carefully, that was a powerful monk who could even kill the Netherworld Ghost Angel. Yuan Muping was convinced and nodded immediately, "Bring the person to the prefect's residence, don't be discovered."

Those ghosts knew that Yuan Muping and the other three were together with Jia Zhengjin, who summoned them. Jia Zhengjin was not here, so of course he followed the orders of the three men and quickly transferred Zhao Ping back to the prefect's mansion.

The discussion between the three masters and servants was so quiet and far away that Zhao Ping couldn't hear it at all. He was still thinking about the identity of the other party and how to get out of this predicament.

When he returned to the prefect's mansion, he saw the rebellious subordinates retreating, so he let the three people sit in the main seat and forced himself to kneel on the ground. Then he raised his head and called out "woo woo", hoping that the other party could remove the cloth that blocked his mouth.

But the other party ignored him at all. Instead, he asked someone to bring whips and salt, and placed them directly next to Zhao Ping.

As a prefect, Zhao Ping certainly knew what this was for. When extorting confessions and executing people in prison, they are often served with whips.

When the skin and flesh are bruised, adding salt can make the prisoner painfully alive.

He obviously didn't want to talk to himself when he took this out. He immediately became anxious and twisted his body desperately, shaking his head, but his hands and feet were tightly trapped and he couldn't break free at all. My mouth was blocked again and I couldn't say a word.

Even if it's sent by an enemy country, you still have to give it a chance, right? If you don't surrender and don't kill me, why?

Zhao Ping was extremely frightened.

He was very loyal to Liang Guo and had no intention of surrendering. But if that's the case, there's no need to use punishment like this, right? What are you doing for this?

Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Zhan reached out and picked up the whip and handed it into Yuan Muching's hand: "Miss!"

"Thank you, Uncle Lu!" Yuan Muping took the whip and stared at Zhao Ping with eyes filled with hatred.

Yang Shen slowly sprinkled the salt into the wooden basin, then filled it with water and moved the basin filled with salt water to Zhao Ping's side.

When ready, Yuan Muping carried the whip over, soaked it in salt water, and then suddenly swung it out.

There was a "pop", and before Zhao Ping could react, a bloodstain appeared on the left side of his face. The whip soaked in salt water was terrible. It hurt when it was slapped on the face, and the wound was stimulated by the salt water. The feeling was unbearable.

The dignified prefect could not scream because his mouth was blocked. I could only scream "Woo", because of the pain, the veins in my head were stretched, and I was breaking out in cold sweat.

He didn't even know why he was whipped, and he was thinking about which country's enemy could be so cruel.

Seeing Zhao Ping's painful look, Yuan Muping didn't forgive her hatred at all. The faces of her relatives kept appearing in her mind. The more she thought about it, the more she hated him. She picked up the whip and beat him hard, almost going crazy.

The surrounding civil and military officials of Kang County were all controlled by ghosts and were indifferent to this scene.

Lu Zhan and Yang Shen were eager to take action themselves, so naturally they would not stop them. They even thought that they would take over and continue when the young lady got tired.

Who would have thought that Zhao Ping fainted from the pain after being whipped more than a dozen times, lying motionless like a corpse.

Unable to understand his hatred, Lu Zhan took a basin of cold water and poured it on him. After waking up Zhao Ping, Yuan Muping's whip hit him hard again before he could react.

After repeating this several times, Zhao Ping was dying. Even the previous thought of never surrender disappeared. He just hoped that the other party could give him a chance to speak. As long as the fight did not continue, he was willing to surrender directly.

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