Little Detective of the Tang Dynasty: What to do if you are beheaded at the beginning?

Song Zhen, however, showed no panic.

He smiled calmly, "You don't think that with just these few people, you can stop me?"

"What else?"

"Before I die, I'll drag someone down with me!"

Song Zhen grabbed her by the back of the neck and placed it in front of him, pinning a dagger to her neck, and said indifferently to the dozen or so people in red behind him.

"If you want her to die quickly, just come over."

The people in red paused, and they hesitated.

"Don't worry about me! You must kill him! Chop off his dry roots and feed them to the dogs!"

"Wow, so vicious, I didn't expect you to be so great." Song Zhen lifted her up and slowly moved backwards, gradually approaching the fence.

"But it's a pity, I don't want to die, and you don't want to die either, right?"

"Who said I don't dare to die? Isn't it just death?"

"I don't know who just cried and begged me not to hurt her."

"......" Zhang Wanjun took a deep breath, and she stared at Song Zhen angrily.

Song Zhen smiled at her ghostly, turned around and stood at the railing.

"You, what do you want to do?"

"Don't you want to drag someone down with you even if you die? Then I will fulfill your wish and let you be my scapegoat."

"?"

Song Zhen placed Zhang Wanjun in front of him and jumped down.

Zhang Wanjun fell to the ground first, fortunately it was on the second floor, not too high.

However, Song Zhen pounced on her and pressed heavily on her back.

Really using her as a scapegoat?

Zhang Wanjun didn't catch her breath, she was so angry that she fainted.

Then, she used up all her strength and weakly cursed: "Dog, rat, bastard..."

After cursing, she fainted.

This scene made the red-clothed people at a loss.

More than a dozen red-clothed people ran down from the upstairs, and more than 30 red-clothed people came out from the backyard.

They stared at her and cursed: "Let go of that woman!"

"You want me to let go, but I won't let go." Song Zhen smiled and lifted Zhang Wanjun's collar, dragged it on the ground, turned and walked out the door.

The red-clothed people wanted to rush over to stop him, but at this time a large group of fully armed soldiers rushed in from the door.

"Tai Chang Temple Minister! How can you go deep into the depths alone? It's too dangerous!"

Wu Da leaned against the gate with his arms folded, he was silent, and his expression was very calm.

Originally, they were arranged by Song Zhen to ambush around this place in advance, and they would take action immediately if there was any movement.

As long as more than ten people in red surrounded and beat up the master, he would definitely not stand idly by.

He thought that ten people was the limit of the master, because it was his limit. Now it seems that it is not.

This raid was secretly arranged by Di Renjie.

However, Song Zhen was one step ahead of them. He was worried that there was a traitor, but he didn't expect that he still overestimated this group of people.

Song Zhen patted the leader of the Jiangzhou government office on the shoulder: "Do you know what to do?"

"Ah?"

"Like the group lying on the ground."

The leader woke up from his dream, and he nodded woodenly. So this is what he meant.

No one left alive?

......

Song Zhen grabbed Zhang Wanjun by the collar, dragged her all the way, and returned to the Jiangzhou government office leisurely.

Di Renjie was stunned: "Shouzheng, what are you doing?"

"Huaiying, I brought you a gift." He threw Zhang Wanjun in his hand over, "Interrogate her carefully, she promised me that she would tell me everything."

"......"

In the prison, Song Zhen poured a basin of cold water over.

"You bastard! I won't let you go! I must cut off your dry roots, then steam them in a jar and eat them bite by bite!"

After Zhang Wanjun woke up, her first words were like this!

"?" Is it so scary?

Song Zhen slapped her: "You are stupid, still yelling here, yelling Nima. Do you understand the situation?"

"You bastard! Go to hell!" Zhang Wanjun spit at him.

Song Zhen wiped his face, and he said cruelly: "Okay, okay, you forced me to do it!"

"?" Zhang Wanjun's eyes widened, her face flushed, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

"You are a barren woman?"

Di Renjie asked curiously: "Shouzheng, what is a barren woman?"

"Well, how should I put it? I don't know how to explain it."

Song Zhen narrowed his eyes, stared at the other party and said: "I finally know why you hate men. It's because you are a barren woman, right."

"So what!"

"The same thing, tell me all your past, don't lie a word."

Zhang Wanjun turned her head away and snorted coldly. When she saw Song Zhen sharpening his sword, she was scared.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

Zhang Wanjun entered the backMemory mode.

......

"I was born in a wealthy family. My father betrothed me to the son of a business partner. If nothing unexpected happens, my second half of life should be to take care of my husband and children."

"I still remember that rainy night--"

Boom--

A flash of lightning cut through the sky, illuminating the night in an instant.

"Zhang Wanjun!" In the bridal chamber, a man in brocade slapped her angrily, "You lied to me!"

"What did I lie to you about!"

"Look at your body, you are just a barren woman, a hen that can't lay eggs!"

The man had a disgusting feeling of "raising a cup and throwing a casket but not being able to eat, drawing a sword and looking around with a confused heart".

"Ah?" Zhang Wanjun looked down in confusion. She didn't understand. She always felt that she was a normal person, no different from others.

Zhang Wanjun wanted to cry, so, can I blame her?

From that day on, her husband was cold to her, and brought another woman home the next day.

They laughed and played in front of her openly, without caring about her feelings.

Zhang Wanjun was physically and mentally tortured! She was also a person of shame, how could she tolerate her husband's despising her? She once wanted to commit suicide.

Unexpectedly, her husband was unwilling to let her go.

He said: "I bought you, and I gave your family ten strings of money as a betrothal gift! You should be my slave for the rest of your life!"

Every day, she was fed food that was not even as good as dog food, but she was treated like a servant.

Beat her at every turn! Beat her all over!

This was not the marriage Zhang Wanjun wanted! She wanted to escape, but she was imprisoned there, where could she escape?

Her father's family ignored her, anyway, a daughter who was married off was like water spilled out.

Later, the man became more unscrupulous and did not shy away.

Gradually, Zhang Wanjun became numb, and she lived like a walking corpse.

What made her completely crazy was the man's absurd decision.

He actually wanted to show her shame to his friends?

The group of men tried all kinds of vicious ways.

The louder she cried, the happier they laughed because of their rough and despicable actions.

One day, Zhang Wanjun's husband found a woman and she said with a smile.

"My dear, don't you still have a mouth?"

"Hmm?"

The man thought the woman's words made sense, so he stood in front of her condescendingly.

Zhang Wanjun naturally refused!

At that moment, she shed tears of humiliation.

Then, she gritted her teeth!

"Ah——" The man's heartbreaking scream resounded throughout the mansion.

And Zhang Wanjun, she smiled hideously, chewed, and her mouth was full of blood.

On this rainy night, she evolved into a demon!

......