Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2806 Cool and crooked (three more)

Yang Ruoqing twitched the corners of her mouth, "Save your strength for later. When they are full, they will come over and continue to serve you. I promise to make you feel so comfortable!"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Wang Po's face changed drastically.

"What did I do? You want to spoil me like this? I'm just an old woman, you're going to be struck by lightning!" She cursed viciously, shaking with anger.

Yang Ruoqing still looked tepid.

"Who is the person above Big Huang?"

"In this county and the town below, who else is with you?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Wang Po was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"You ruined me like this, and you still expect me to say it?"

"I bother!"

"Even if I die, I won't say anything. If you have the ability, you can kill me, an old woman!" She said viciously.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and stroked her clothes, "Kill you? I'm not interested in killing people."

"I will only honor you."

"Before you, there are two paths."

"One, just say it now, I will give you a happy ending, hang yourself, commit suicide, drink poisoned wine, you choose to end yourself."

"Second, then you will be beaten by those beggars outside until you collapse to death. Choose!"

Wang Po on the bed was so angry that she almost fainted when she heard this.

"I won't fulfill you, you want me to say? Dreaming!" Wang Po said.

With a flash in her eyes, Wang Po suddenly got up and reached out to touch under the pillow.

Yang Ruoqing had sharp eyes and quick hands, and rushed over first, and while pushing Wang Po back to her original position, she took out the things under the pillow.

Good guy, it turned out to be a small dagger.

"You old woman, it's really not easy," Yang Ruoqing said.

"Hmph, do you think that if you snatch my scissors, I can't do anything?" Wang Po said.

A flash of determination flashed in her eyes, and she opened her mouth suddenly.

This is to bite the tongue?
Yang Ruoqing frowned, and subconsciously wanted to stuff the thing in her hand into Grandma Wang's mouth to block it, but suddenly realized that she was holding a pair of scissors.

This block is to give Wang Po a ride, but to help Wang Po realize her wish.

At this moment, a shoe was suddenly stuffed into Wang Po's mouth.

At first glance, it was Xiao Yaxue.

"Oh my god, is this old bastard still so stubborn? If she disagrees with her, she will bite her tongue and kill herself? With me here, don't even think about it!"

Xiao Yaxue said, taking advantage of the situation, she twisted Wang Po's arm to her back.

Yang Ruoqing put down the scissors, picked up the rope and tied Wang Po's hands.

"No matter how strong your willpower is, Auntie will have to destroy it for you!" she said.

"It's tied up, go and call those men outside, and continue to toss and toss until the old villain wants to say something!"

After saying this, Yang Ruoqing turned around and left the room.

Soon, there was a big commotion in the house.

In this world, there is one thing scarier than death.

That is, if you want to live, you can't ask for death!
She will torture until Wang Po feels that death is a kind of relief, speak out what should be said, and then beg for relief...

Yang Ruoqing has been waiting in the yard from the sun rising to the west.

Afterwards, they all fell asleep, and took a nap under the tree for half an hour.

Xiao Yaxue slept late this morning, so she wasn't sleepy, and she was very active and excited about torturing Mrs. Wang.

So when Yang Ruoqing dozed off, it was Xiao Yaxue who 'supervised' the work.

When Yang Ruoqing woke up, she stretched her waist and looked at the afterglow of the setting sun in the west, which was redder than blood.

"What's going on in the house? Has the old thief let go?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Xiao Yaxue said: "This old villain, I strongly suspect that she was born in a brothel when she was young. Isn't this body too tough?"

"I fainted several times. I woke up with cold water and continued to toss, but I didn't let go."

"However, although she doesn't let go, I'm afraid she's on the verge of collapse when she looks like that!"

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing frowned.

"It seems that it is really a tough bone. Don't collapse until you die without saying a half useful word." Yang Ruoqing said, thinking in her eyes.

"Yes!" she said, "I have another method here, which is sure to work, but this method still needs two helpers."

Xiao Yaxue said: "The one from your family and the one from my family, it's not ready-made!"

Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers, "Success!"

……

When Wang Po slowly opened her eyes, she only saw flashes of green light.

Beyond the green light, there are masses of black, so black that you can't see your fingers. This kind of black makes her panic.

She hurriedly sat up, only to find that iron chains were tied around her neck and feet.

With this movement, there was a clattering sound.

The memory of being ravaged by so many beggars came surging, and Wang Po struggled, cursing as she struggled.

"Where is this? Let me go!"

"You two are god damn, kill me if you have the guts, kill me..."

"Snapped!"

There was a resounding bang of a gavel, and then a majestic voice came from above.

"quiet!"

Wang Po looked up and saw a long desk in front of her.

There was a thick stack of account books on the desk, and there were pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

A man with burly shoulders, a face as black as the bottom of a pot, eyes as cold as ice, and two mustaches above his mouth was sitting there.

In his hand, he held a piece of gavel, which was the sound made by the heavy slap of the gavel on the table just now.

"Are you...?" Wang Po tilted her head, a little confused.

"Bold and wronged soul, dare to look directly at His Majesty Yan Jun, what should be the crime?"

There was another shout, this time, right next to him.

Wang Po turned her head, only to realize that there was still a person standing in the darkness beside her.

However, when the man came out of the darkness, Wang Po screamed in fright.

"Ghost!"

"Bold!"

The voice yelled again, "I am the bull head under Yan Jun's seat, you have no rules, and you are so noisy and cut your tongue to serve you!"

As the bull head said, a pair of iron spoons appeared in his hands. The iron spoons were stained with blood, dripping down.

Wang Po was so frightened that she quickly turned her head to the other side, just in time to meet a horse face to eye.

"what!"

Wang Po screamed, rolled her eyes, and almost fainted.

She was trembling all over, and looked around again, "W-Where is this? Who are you? Why am I here?"

Niutou spoke again: "This is the underworld, and the person sitting on the high hall is the Lord of the Underworld. We are waiting for the bull-headed horse-face who seduces the soul, Mrs. Wang, you are dead!"

"I'm dead? How is it possible?" Wang Po exclaimed.

"The fortune teller told me that I can live to be 70 years old, and I'm only 42 this year!" She argued urgently.

Niutou said: "Look at your scars all over your body, do you feel any pain?"

(End of this chapter)