This voice is very familiar, but I can't remember who it is for a moment. Han Zhenhan took a few deep breaths to relieve his somewhat panicked mind. Another sound came from outside the door.

"Okay, but we have to change the place. Now the whole city is under martial law. If the people from Shuntian Mansion find this, everyone will have to finish it."

"My house is a place for horse breeding. It has a small door. There is a dungeon under the east house. It is fine to manage more than a dozen people. However, I have to sell all the thin horses. Now I just throw the two women and the one named Han into the cellar. If the people from Shuntian Mansion come, I will block it if I can. If I don't block it, I won't be afraid that they will come in and search."

"good!"

After the two of them discussed, they heard the footsteps of one person walking away, but the other person passed a moment and noticeably amplified the footsteps. They walked to the door of Han Zhenhan's room and pushed open the room where Han Zhenhan was. The light filled the entire room.

Han Zhenhan slowly closed his eyes and kept his body still. Han Zhenhan, who had just closed his eyes, heard a sound of fabric friction and a gust of wind behind him. Then a sharp pain came from his waist. Han Zhenhan frowned but did not make any sound, and his body did not move.

"Bah! What's the matter! You dare to occupy my property! I'll let you watch with your own eyes, I'll play with your woman to death!"

After saying that, the man was guarding the door and stood for a while. A few more footsteps came, and it was the sound of the man who had just hit Han Zhenhan.

"Twist him into the cellar in the east room. Don't kill him. I'll let him taste what life is worse than death... and don't ask for anything when you come to the capital..."

That's right, Han Zhenhan has already guessed who the master of this matter is, the adopted son of the white-eyed wolf raised by Dong Jiayi and Dong Songchen. Now Han Zhenhan finally knows the reason for the danger this time.

But there was no way. This was indeed Han Zhenhan's negligence. He thought that this playboy raised by Dong Songchen could only live on the street after losing his property, but he never expected that the kid would have houses and money, so he found a group of bandits and robbers to kidnap him and others.

Analyzing the current situation is not particularly bad, because they not only tied themselves and Tang Wanyun, but also broke into people they shouldn't have messed with, and also tied up the pearl in the hands of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty. Therefore, the official of the Song Dynasty may have been in a turmoil now. If there was no big mistake, the people brought by Shunzi should be nearby.

So it is only a matter of time before rescue is rescued. Han Zhenhan himself is also actively trying to find a way, not afraid of anything but fear of ten thousand.

Not long after, Han Zhenhan was thrown into a dark and smelly cellar by several people. The air in the cellar was turbid and choked people over. After several bandits and robbers threw Han Zhenhan heavily on the ground, they were unwilling to stay for too long. They locked a cage made of wooden railings and turned around and left.

The ventilation inside the dungeon was very poor, and there was no light source. After the door of the local prison was locked again, there was almost no light. Han Zhenhan breathed the turbid air here in his small mouth, slowly adapting to the environment here.

At this moment, a faint whimpering sound came from the dungeon. When I thought about the words of Dong Jiayi and the bandit just now, the crying should have been from two women. There should be only three of them in the dungeon. But at this time, it is not a good time to ask them.

Because Han Zhenhan didn't know when Dong Jiayi would come true, he made Han Zhenhan's wish that life was worse than death. Therefore, getting out of trouble was Han Zhenhan's primary task at present, rather than caring about the situation of the two women.

Although Han Zhenhan was tied up, it was still OK to be on the ground. The ground was cold and wet, and there was hay on it. The hay became even more unpleasant because it absorbed a lot of odor.

After my body twisted to the wall, I finally found something, but I didn't know if this thing could help me, an iron bucket. But there was something inside the iron bucket, and the disgusting smell came from the iron bucket. If I guess correctly, it should be a shit-pickle tube, which contained a bucket of pickled items.

Just as Dong Jiayi said, the woman he raised here was sold by him, so the old women who took care of this place didn't have to work, so no one cleaned the place before leaving, which made it smell so bad.

However, this undocked iron bucket helped Han Zhenhan. Han Zhenhan stood up along the wall, half-squatted on the iron bucket, and rubbed his hands tied behind him on the edge of the iron bucket. After rubbing for a while, Han Zhenhan continued to fumble on the edge of the iron bucket with his fingers, looking for a sharper position, and continuing to rub the rope on his hand.

I don’t know if it was ground for more than ten minutes or for an hour. When people were nervous, there was no concept of time at all, but Han Zhenhan clearly felt that the rope tied to his hand was rubbed a little bit by bit with some edges. But it has not yet reached the point where it can be pulled open.

But at this time, Han Zhenhan's nervous nerves heard footsteps coming from his head. Han Zhenhan quickly accelerated the movement of rubbing the rope, so that Han Zhenhan didn't care if the iron bucket rubbed against his hand.

However, the sound of footsteps above his head did not give Han Zhenhan more time. A few meters away, a light was transmitted to the cellar with the sound of a wooden board falling to the ground. This light allowed Han Zhenhan to clearly see the situation in the cellar.

Han Zhenhan clearly saw the appearance of the cellar. The cellar looked like a word "field". There were four locations, and there were several aisles in the middle. Tang Wanyun and Princess Ruiguo were respectively locked in a wooden cage in a dungeon.

"Watch at the door, don't come and disturb me if you have nothing to do!"

It was Dong Jiayi's voice, and Han Zhenhan's eyes were wide open. If he could see him, he would definitely be frightened by his appearance. At this moment, Han Zhenhan's eyes were red and his face was as ferocious as a yaksha.

This time he sat at the base of the wall and did not move. Dong Jiayi, who was walking down step by step, saw Han Zhenhan at once. Dong Jiayi was also shocked when he saw Han Zhenhan's appearance.

"I'm rough! Why is it so smelly here!... Open the door! Release the smell!"

Dong Jiayi held a lantern in one hand and a food box in the other, and walked in front of Han Zhenhan step by step.
Chapter completed!