Secret base.

Xiaobao, who had no offensive power, was locked in a secret room.

The secret room was damp and had a strong musty smell, and the dim lighting made the atmosphere even more eerie and solemn.

"Pavilion Master." A sudden voice came from outside the door.

"Is the little ghost awake yet?"

"Not yet." The subordinate replied.

"Wake him up! I don't have that much time to waste here with him." A cold voice gave the order, and the man quickly filled a basin with cold water and then poured it on Xiaobao.

Suddenly the little guy slowly opened his eyes, looking confused, his black eyes filled with innocence.

The little snake hiding under the little guy's sleeve was ready to move. He knocked on the snake's head calmly. The little snake seemed to be comforted and continued to hide quietly.

The Pavilion Master didn't know that the little fellow had a poisonous snake wrapped around his wrist. He reached out and pinched Xiao Bao's tender face, and said in a frightening voice, "Tell me, is the man you brought into Gu Yulan's room from the Yunying family?"

Normally, such a low and terrifying voice could easily scare a child, but after hearing what he said, Xiaobao's eyes opened especially wide, with big question marks in his pupils, as if he had no idea what he was talking about.

The Pavilion Master narrowed his eyes, and in a daze he remembered that Yin Kun said that the little guy couldn't speak, so he ordered someone to bring paper.

Forcing the pen into the little guy's hand, he stared at him sinisterly, "Answer each of my questions. If you dare to tell a lie, I will make sure you never see Ruan Zheng again. Do you understand?"

Xiaobao nodded tremblingly, looking terrified.

The Pavilion Master was very satisfied, curled the corners of his lips, and thought to himself that he was just a child after all. Look, he was obedient without any punishment.

"Is the man who saved Gu Yulan from the Yunying family?"

When the first question was asked, Xiaobao obediently wrote on the paper, "I don't know. He said he could save grandma, so I brought him back."

The Pavilion Master looked at Xiao Bao's answer and narrowed his eyes, "Little thing, you'd better not play Tai Chi with me."

Little Bao Meng Meng shook his head at him, and then wrote cutely, [I didn’t do Tai Chi, if you don’t believe it, you can check it out, handsome uncle]

Pavilion Master: Handsome uncle?

It is undeniable that he was pleased by the little guy's three words.

He softened his tone and said, "Tell your uncle the truth, and I will save your life. Otherwise..."

He pinched Xiaobao's thin neck with his hands, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Xiaobao was so panicked that his body was shaking, and in the man's eyes he looked extremely frightened.

The Pavilion Master nodded in satisfaction, "Are you willing to tell the truth now?"

Xiaobao nodded obediently. As if afraid that he wouldn't believe him, he quickly wrote on the paper, "I promise to tell the truth, handsome uncle, don't kill me."

The Pavilion Master was amused by him and said, "I don't need to kill you, just be obedient."

Xiaobao nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice.

Then the man continued to repeat the question, and after asking, he stared straight into Xiaobao's round eyes, as if trying to find signs of lying in them.

However, I don’t know if it was because the little guy disguised himself too well, or he really just met the man by accident, his expression was calm.

"Children can't lie, otherwise they will be eaten by monsters." The Pavilion Master said childishly.

Xiaobao raised three fingers as if swearing.

The man was speechless and his scalp tingled. He was not a soft-hearted person, but facing a four or five-year-old child, he had no place to vent his anger.

Finally, the man standing behind said coldly, "Pavilion Master, why don't you let me interrogate him?"

The Pavilion Master glanced at him and saw that he was full of hostility. "Leave it to you? I'm afraid if you don't let this little thing go for a minute, it will die."

The man didn't say anything. He really wanted to torture Xiaobao and interrogate him. After all, in the eyes of a cold-blooded killer like him, there was no difference between children and adults. He just wanted to pry open their mouths.

"Forget it, I'll leave it to you to try, but be careful, this little thing is still very useful to me now, don't hurt me."

The Pavilion Master waved his hand and stood up, signaling him to take the person away.

After receiving the instructions, the man stepped forward, picked up Xiaobao, and took him to another place.

Xiaobao struggled violently on his back, but he was too weak to break free from his restraint.

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