"If you don't want to suffer, just tell the truth and don't ask my aunt."

The chamber pot man held the coffin board with both hands, and his face almost touched Chen Jinhong's face, which was half rotten.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, the corner of his mouth twisted to the side, "Don't suffer? Hehe..."

"puff!"

A short dagger was suddenly inserted into the chamber pot man's shoulder and then pulled out.

The blood surged like a fountain, spraying half of the chamber pot man's face.

Yang Ruoqing casually wiped the dirty dagger on the back of the screaming chamber pot man and inserted it back into the scabbard on his lower back.

Amidst the deafening screams of the Chamber Pot Man, like a slaughtering pig, the onlookers were so shocked that their eyes almost fell to the ground.

The General's Wife is not only violent, but also bloody. The real white knife goes in and the red knife comes out, without even blinking an eyelid.

What a terrible woman.

Everyone subconsciously took a step back. Even Yang Huazhong was stunned and looked at Yang Ruoqing with disbelief.

Yang Ruoqing ignored the looks of the people around her and simply said: "If you don't want to suffer, just tell me the truth. My aunt's patience is limited."

Don't want to suffer?

The chamber pot man almost fainted from the pain, and was so angry that he wanted to laugh.

He struggled to turn his head and met a pair of smiling eyes with a death stare.

"three two……"

"I said it, I said it!" the chamber pot man shouted loudly.

Yang Ruoqing retracted her feet and stood aside.

It was too close to the coffin and it smelled so bad that I couldn't bear it.

The chamber pot man also collapsed to the ground, clutching his bleeding shoulder and twitching in pain, unable to speak.

Yang Ruoqing gave Liu Xueyun a look.

Liu Xueyun immediately realized that Sister Qing'er wanted him to go over and stop the chamber pot guy's bleeding first. He couldn't let him die. It wouldn't be fun if he died.

Seeing Liu Xueyun's tall body leaning towards him, the chamber pot man, who had not yet recovered from Yang Ruoqing's violence and bloodshed, immediately remembered the horror of being chased by Liu Xueyun at the river behind the village, and immediately shrank into a hedgehog in fear.

He ignored the ball and the bloody hole in his shoulder, held his head in his hands and howled: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

"I'm not killing you, I'm saving you."

Liu Xueyun's voice was cold and emotionless.

When the chamber pot man was dubious, Liu Xueyun had already sprinkled the hemostatic and anti-inflammatory powder evenly on the wound on the chamber pot man's shoulder, and pulled off a piece of the chamber pot man's clothes to tie the wound tightly.

"My medicine is specially made for soldiers on the battlefield. How is it? Do you feel better?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

The chamber pot guy didn't dare to respond. He sat on the ground and buried his head pitifully. He was indeed feeling better. It wasn't as painful as before, and the bleeding seemed to have stopped.

"Since you don't say anything, you are acquiescing that my medicine is good." Yang Ruoqing continued.

"Okay, now you tell everyone what's going on in this stone room and the woman lying in this coffin!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Only then did the others finally recover from the shock. Although the general's wife was violent and bloody, she could not escape the kindness of a woman.

Look, after stabbing him with a knife, he immediately treated the wound and stopped the bleeding of a heinous person like Chamber Pot Man. Oh, what a contradiction!

"Li Lizheng, you are Li Zheng from Lijia Village. I'll leave the rest of the interrogation to you." Yang Ruoqing handed over the errand to Li Jia again.

Li Jia nodded. He had been holding back his questions for a long time, just waiting for this opportunity.

"Brother Chamber Pot, first take a look at this stone chamber and the woman in the coffin. Did you kill her?"

The chamber pot man quietly looked around, then at the angry eyes and clenched fists around him. He shook his head like a rattle: "I really don't know anything. I

There is no killing. Killing someone requires beheading..."

"You don't know? You didn't kill anyone? Who are you deceiving? There is a secret room dug in your toilet, and the secret room leads to this stone room, and you still want to clean yourself up?" Li Jia was so angry that he cursed.

The chamber pot man said with a sad face, "The toilet in my house is not a toilet at all. It was dug by my father to store sweet potatoes and cabbage in the cellar. I later turned it into a toilet."

"Then do you admit that Mrs. Mo and the other two women were imprisoned by you?" Li Jia asked again.

"These...I admit it. But I really can't recognize this one. I don't know who she is. This matter really has nothing to do with me!" The chamber pot man shouted again, his face full of injustice.

If you imprison a person, you will be beaten to death and put in jail for a few years, but if you kill someone, you will have to pay with your life. The chamber pot guy can still handle this.

"puff!"

Another dagger, this time inserted into the chamber pot man's other shoulder, and the blood spurted out stained the other half of his face red.

"ah!!!"

The chamber pot guy touched his hand and screamed in fear.

Yang Ruoqing lazily retracted the dagger and stepped aside, then waved her hand towards Liu Xueyun.

Liu Xueyun understood, and stepped forward to hold down the chamber pot man again, and treated his wounds quickly and skillfully.

Everyone else was dumbfounded.

Especially the few villagers who had previously felt that Yang Ruoqing could not escape the limitations of a woman, and that a woman would inevitably be merciful, secretly took a deep breath.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly had another label on her body: violent, bloody, and evil.

Yes, it is evil, so evil that he stabs the knife into other people's flesh and blood with a smile.

"Li Lizheng, you continue the interrogation."

Yang Ruoqing put away the dagger and said to Li Jia with a smile.

Li Jia was stunned for a moment, and then he came back to his senses. He coughed heavily and did not dare to look at Yang Ruoqing.

He came to the pale-faced chamber pot man and squatted down, and said with a majestic look: "Brother chamber pot, you have also seen that there are powerful people here. If you, an old boy, don't want to suffer anymore, just tell the truth and don't delay.

Everyone’s hard work.”

The chamber pot man's facial features were already twisted with pain. He looked at Yang Ruoqing angrily and fearfully: "I admit everything I did. If you want to kill me, come and chop me into pieces. But for what I didn't do, you can't even think about forcing a confession with your words and deeds. I don't admit it."

Just don’t admit it!”

After spending his whole life as a chamber pot man, something called looking back at death suddenly shot out from his eyes.

This really put Li Jia in a bit of trouble, so he subconsciously turned to several village elders for help. Suddenly thinking of something, he changed direction and turned to Yang Ruoqing for help.

Yang Ruoqing shrugged her shoulders: "Li Lizheng, don't look at me like this. I don't have any other means except torture to extract confessions. You are Lizheng, he is your villager, and this is your Lijia Village. You are responsible for trying this case."

."

Li Jia rubbed his hands, feeling very confused.

He had no choice but to turn around and imitate Yang Ruoqing's violence. He raised his hand and slapped the chamber pot man in the face, shouting loudly: "The roads outside this stone room are all blocked, and only the passage to your toilet is left.

You are the only one who knows that passage, and now that everyone has the stolen goods, you still want to quibble?"
Chapter completed!