imperial psychologist

Chapter 351 Say a Name
Yikang slowly stepped over the threshold of the tower.

There are no lights here, the only illumination comes from the moonlight leaking from the broken windows on both sides.

She pulled out the long sword at her waist, and the sound of metal rubbing when the sword was unsheathed gave her a slight sense of security.

The wooden floor has probably not been repaired for a long time, and every step, no matter how light and careful, there will be a slight "creaking" sound.

Her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness.

There are scattered tables and chairs on all sides, some wooden cabinets of different heights and some indistinguishable small furnishings.

The rising wooden steps are in the center of the tower, and there is a faint fire on the second floor.

Yikang's breathing became more rapid than before - in the silence, she heard her heart beating wildly.

"Stop playing tricks like this with me!" Yikang yelled at the darkness, "Someone come out and speak!"

The sound echoed.

Yikang took a breath, and she found that her previous yell did not seem to have any threatening meaning, and the trembling at the end completely exposed the fear in her heart.

Not a good start.

It can even be said that it is a bit embarrassing.

Yikang clenched the sword in his hand.

She walked slowly to the edge of the central steps—yes, there was indeed a fire on the second floor.

Yikang slowly climbed up the dusty handrail, and the end of the long sword lightly hit the edge of each step until she could see the second floor of the tower slowly, and her steps stopped again.

Only a weak oil lamp was burning near the window, and the wind outside the window almost extinguished the small flame several times, while the entire second floor was empty without a single person.

"Is anyone there?" Yikang asked again.

did not answer her.

Suddenly, Yikang's eyes lit up as he was looking around - there seemed to be a letter under the oil lamp.

It looked the same as the letter she picked up in front of Bai's yard this morning.

Yikang's footsteps suddenly accelerated, and she ran towards the only fire on the second floor. She raised her hand to get the letter under the lamp holder, and suddenly felt that she was stepping on something under her feet, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Before she could look down, a middle-aged man suddenly shouted from all around - "Wait!? Take it!"

Yikang was stunned, suddenly aware of the danger in his heart, and was about to raise his sword to deal with it, but his whole body lost his balance - a huge net was lifted from all sides of her, and her whole body was salvaged in midair.

Yikang was tightly bound by the rope net, almost hanging upside down. Her sword was thrown out of her hand in a panic, and it was inserted horizontally into a hole in the rope net.

A young man jumped closer, quickly and lightly pulled out the sword, and held it in his hand.

"Hey, the little girl drew her sword as soon as she came in, thinking that she had encountered something hard, which scared me... Oops, this sword!! This steel!! Really good! It's mine!"

"Woman sword, do you want it too? You shameless bastard."

"The one from last time didn't say that this girl can use swords." In the darkness, a slightly green male voice came, "Didn't you say that she is the daughter of a doctor's family? How can she know kung fu?"

"The last one was dishonest, why hide a word or two from you? The first time she was caught, she gave us so much wrong information, and the second time she was on the neck, she was willing to tell the truth... I was It should be slaughtered directly, the second brother insists on waiting for hot water—”

"Okay!" The leading middle-aged man waved his hand, "Don't mention the past."

The surrounding quieted down, only Yikang was still fighting trapped beasts in the rope net, uttering harsh words at the top of his voice.

"Bring a stick." The middle-aged man whispered to the side.

A smooth and thick wooden stick was placed in the palm of the middle-aged man.

With a stern voice, he hit Yikang in the rope net three times, and the rope net hanging in the air was shaken, and Yikang's previous yelling stopped abruptly.

"Little girl, you're not very capable, and your voice is so loud." The middle-aged man's voice was somewhat disgusted, "Shout again, grandpa will open your head now, do you hear me?"

Yikang was almost suffocating in pain.

This kind of pain is completely different from Yi Ning's previous admonition of using a ruler.

Just as she was about to answer, the middle-aged man hit Yikang's calf again, this time directly on Yikang's calf. She was so painful that she couldn't make any sound, but the man said coldly, "Go down Net, tie it up!"

……

The torches illuminated the second floor of the tower.

It seems that this place used to be a post house, or an inn, filled with rooms of similar specifications, and the open space in the middle has been completely emptied, only a large table and many sandbags.

She thought this would be the stronghold of these people, but after listening to their conversation, she felt that these people were not very familiar with this place.

Maybe I just chose here temporarily to capture myself.

Yikang's hands were tied behind her back, and her feet were also tied, they didn't gag her - no need, the four sticks came down just now, and the little girl was already stunned.

If you fight again, you will probably be killed.

Yikang was panting weakly, his right foot was completely useless.

But she also had a dagger hidden in her sleeve.

She counted carefully, and there were about seven to eight people in front of her. They were all men, and they all wore headgear, leaving only a pair of eyes outside.

They didn't hurry to interrogate, but dealt with the traces they left here bit by bit under the command of the middle-aged man.

A few young men looked towards Yikang from time to time—their eyes were full of salivation.

Yikang glared, but it seemed to arouse their interest. They whispered to each other, and then burst into disgusting laughter.

After everything was tidied up, the middle-aged man who had done it before also walked over holding a torch.

Yi Kang stared at him.

"It's really pretty." The man suddenly gave an objective evaluation, his mask moved, and he seemed to be grinning, "This face, put it in Baihuaya, can I be an oiran lady?"

The person beside him rubbed his hands and laughed, "This temper is too wild, even if you send it over to become an oiran, you have to suppress it first."

"How? Can you do it?" The middle-aged man turned around.

"Haven't you ever eaten pork and seen a pig running?" The man began to untie his belt as he spoke, "It's mainly because I didn't have that chance, or I—"

The middle-aged man spat, "Get out of here."

In the firelight, the men were laughing and cursing, making nasty jokes.

Yi Kang listened to the conversation of several people, his face almost lost all color.

She looked at the window...

Although it's not far away, this is the second floor, so even if you jump down, you won't die.

"What are you doing looking at the window?" the middle-aged man said coldly, "You just jumped down and fell into a pile of dead meat, and the brothers can still be flirtatious."

Yikang shuddered, "You...what are you trying to do..."

"Look, the little girl's face turned pale from fright." The middle-aged man reached out and scratched Yikang's cheek lightly, his eyes showed indifference, "What we want to do and what we will do depends on you...

"It's up to you to choose."

Yikang's eyes were full of distrust, "What...choice?"

"Tell me the name, the name of someone you know well." The middle-aged man laughed, "We will let you go tonight, and then we will trouble that person, and we won't touch a finger of yours."

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