In the dungeon of the Ministry of Justice of the Ryukyu Kingdom, a scarred woman was hung with iron chains in the dark room. Her long dark hair was scattered on her cheeks and back, and her head was lowered and looked like she was dead.

She is the little ghost of the Mizuki Hidden, a spy from the Tokugawa family. After the incident was exposed, she was locked up here by Xiao Letian for more than half a month. Originally, this female ninja was directly under the guards of Xiao Letian, but when Xiao Letian's order to form a new army was issued, everyone was unwilling to take care of the gloomy dungeon and made excuses to leave.

It was from that moment that the little ghost of Mizuki fell into the hands of the Ryukyu people, and this was her chance to escape.

The little ghost who was hung up in Fog Hidden could not remember how many times it was to be tortured. The criminal laws that invited Chinese people in the first three days were really terrifying. She could not have thought that these Chinese people would have thought of so many strange means to torture people. Several times she could not help but confess.

But after the Ryukyu people took over, the Mizuki Ghost undoubtedly entered heaven. These stupid guards were all focused on the outside. During the period of great change that had not been seen in a century, who would not want to devote themselves to making some money to spend. The first update was to stay in the dungeon every day to watch these people who were bound to die, and there was no bamboo snatch to knock on it. This life was really depressing.

That's right, the little ghost in Fog Hidden was just a routine whip and then hang for another hour. Anyway, the senior officials don't have time to pay attention to her now.

In the dead dungeon, the little ghost of Fog Hidden twisted his body gently, his legs rubbed unconsciously, and his throat made a faint moan.

"Damn, what are you calling? How spring is it! I'm not happy to see you. If it weren't for you damn guys, I'd also go to the dock to earn some extra money. Damn it to death..." The fat black native prison went up to two whips.

Papa, the whip whipped the woman's flesh and made a special sound, and the pain made the little ghost Mizuho couldn't help but hum "Well...ah..." I don't know how it happened, but these two low hums actually brought out a very strange sense of charm.

"You little bitch, do you know how much money can you make by giving those foreign merchants a little supply on the dock now? Do you know how much work can you get when convening a construction team of dozens of people? I can't count the opportunities to make money, so I'll delay you, the damn guys, and I'll kill you..."

The whip was whipped at the body of the Mizuho Ghost. Her already broken Ye Xingyi shirt became even more ragged, revealing the straight jade rabbit and round thighs. The woman's moans became even louder, and a burst of spring suddenly appeared in the dungeon.

"I'm sorry, I need convenience... Please let me down, I want convenience..." The little ghost of Mizuho couldn't help it. She clamped her legs tightly, as if she would be unable to resist the next second.

When the fat black guard saw this situation, he suddenly felt a sense of evil fire in his heart, which made him feel a little confused and said, "Damn it, Xiang Wei? Haha, how about I help you, uncle?"

"No, no, don't come over, don't do this...ah! You can't...oh my god, you're so rude..."

The little ghost of Fumihide is good at charming her skills. When she was in Japan, she relied on her charming skills to complete one difficult task after another. Very few ordinary men can resist her temptation.

The dark dungeon, the closed space, the light of the torch, and the imprisoned beauty, all the things that the prisoner can't control at all. Anyway, it's useless to play. Let this woman have fun before she dies. Uncle, I'm doing good deeds.

The prisoner didn't care whether the Mizuho was convenient or not. He put her on his waist and started attacking. In an instant, the dungeon was filled with spring. Updated as soon as possible

The little ghost in Fog Yin said no, but the sound of not being no is like the sound of nature. No man in the world can resist this sound.

"No, you are too rude... How can you do such a thing, Yamei Dad!" The little ghost of Mizuho screamed happily, but as long as you look at her eyes calmly, you can find the deep murderous intent in your eyes.

The female ninja's charm skills were all trained since childhood. A Ryukyu native who had never seen any world was her opponent. He was so happy that he was overwhelmed in just two minutes.

"Can you put me down? My wrists are about to be broken... Oh, great, you are so great, my wrists are about to be broken. Please put me down..." The female animal's plea made the male unconsciously protect him. While moving, the prisoner hooked the key from the wall behind him. Please come more and faster chapters.

Just after he grabbed the keychain with his right hand, the little ghost Mizuho, ​​who had just looked weak, suddenly turned into a lion, transformed into an evil ghost on his face, and exerted force from his waist, thrusting his upper body and opening his mouth and biting the prison's throat.

"Ah..." Before the prisoner could shout, the female ninja's legs crossed on the man's waist began to exert force, and her body rushed up after two strokes. At this time, the iron chain hanging on her had already loosened due to the change in height. She swung her hands and the iron chain was nimble around the prisoner's neck.

"Go to die, pervert!" The little ghost of Wuyin suddenly exerted force, and saw that the iron chain was tense and fell into the flesh. This woman was so strong that the nanny's eyes were bulging like goldfish, and her whole face was already purple and red.

As the saying goes, color is a sharp knife. Not everyone can enjoy this love luck. There are many people who lose their lives. In less than two minutes, the prisoner has already snatched his legs and died. The key in his hand naturally came to the hands of the little ghost Mizuho.

When the door of the cell was opened, the little ghost of Mizuho turned his head and looked at the corpse on the ground and said softly, "You should be content. The untouchables can enjoy my body before they die. This is the blessing you have cultivated for several lifetimes..." After that, he flashed and left.

That night, the little ghost of Fog Hidden killed three prisoners and disappeared out of thin air in Naha City.

Xiao Letian only learned about this information the next morning. The administrative agency of Ryukyu is afraid of the prime minister's punishment, so he spent a night searching for it on his own, but there was no result at all. In the end, he could only apologize to Xiao Letian truthfully. Updated as soon as possible

Xiao Letian was stunned when he heard this, and finally swallowed and spit out a few times. "You said it again? Is the prison and the little ghost in Wuyin strangled to death? Wait... Are you talking about 'strang' instead of 'tiring', right?"

The officials of the Ministry of Justice looked dark and sweat fell down. He thought to himself that the Prime Minister's thinking was so jumpy that he actually thought of exhausted. It seemed that the Prime Minister had too strong yang energy these days. No, I have to report to Secretary Jin and Secretary Lin and others, and I have to find more beauties for the Prime Minister.

"If you run away, run away. Let the people below search strictly. It's just a female spy. Can you make a fuss? Come on, bring Wang Huaiyuan up. This kid has not had a good face since he came to Ryukyu. Are you still angry that I won't take him..."

When the officials of the Ministry of Justice saw that the prime minister was not angry, they quickly retreated. After a while, Wang Huaiyuan walked in from outside, paid homage to Xiao Letian with a serious look on his face, and sat down and protested silently.

Xiao Letian sighed and thought to himself that my subordinates were all very tough and had learned to sit in and demonstrate. "That... that Huaiyuan, it's not that I won't bring you here, isn't you injured? You are seriously injured in protecting Fuhui and Hu Niu. Isn't it appropriate to stay and guard the base camp? Don't be angry..."

"I dare not be angry. I am unable to follow the Lord to suppress the rebellion of the capital of a country. This is my destiny. But now you are going to train a new army, why don't you give me a team? Do you look down on me and think I am not worthy? Well, I will go down and be a big soldier and show you little by little..."

Xiao Letian was so angry that he cried when he saw Wang Huaiyuan, so he quickly threw a veil and said, "No, no... what are you thinking in your mind? You have Xiao Hexin, Sima Yun and Luo Huo, have people called you the Four King Kongs long ago? Who would look down on you? I don't let you go to the army, and there is a more important task to give you..."

When Wang Huaiyuan heard about the more important task, he was shocked and sat upright and stared at Xiao Letian. Xiao Letian blushed and hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"Huaiyuan... I'm really hard to say. You are the first brother who followed me. I'm really aggrieved you if you want to do such a thing..." Wang Huaiyuan was angry when he saw Xiao Letian's hesitation. "Sir, please say it, it's true. Do you want my life? If you want me, I'll give it to you..." After that, he was about to take a knife.

"Hey hey, what are you doing? Sit down, sit down for me... Let me tell you the truth. I want to establish a secret organization, the "Punishment Hall", is responsible for those dirty and scolded work, I want you to do..."

At this time, there was no one around Xiao Letian within ten steps, and he was not afraid of listening to the wall. He opened his heart and expressed his most hidden plan. Please come more and faster chapters.

"Huaiyuan, our future enemies are not only the Qing Tartars and Western devils, but our greater enemies are actually in people's hearts. They are traditional powers for thousands of years. After following me for so long, you can also see the power of traditional power, and this power cannot be eliminated by foreign guns and cannons..."

Yes, when China developed to the Ming and Qing dynasties, the values ​​of maintaining the hearts of the people were firmly standing firmly in people's hearts like a three-legged bench. Religion dominated by Buddhism and Taoism is one leg, Confucian theory of world governance is the other leg, and finally the hundreds of schools of thought represented by Huang-Lao's art supported the last leg.

As we all know, three-legged benches are the most stable. For society, these three-legged benches have made China's social structure extremely stable in the Middle Ages.

Religion is about people's hearts and teaches the Chinese that even though they are in a dark room, they dare not do bad things. The proverb that "the dark room is weak and the mind is like lightning" can be spread, which shows the ancient Chinese worship of this idea. Religion teaches Chinese how to face life and death, and how to face themselves.

Confucianism emphasizes etiquette, and etiquette is actually a rule. What Confucianism teaches the world is the etiquette of survival. It tells people how to treat their parents, wives, children, brothers and sisters, and villagers, and their elders, and how to treat their friends and society. Confucianism makes the whole society more rules, and what can be done and what cannot be done. Black and white are clear, and right and wrong are just a glance. It is precisely because of etiquette that the entire ancient society becomes more harmonious.

The Huang-Lao art actually refers to the Legalist thoughts and emperor's mind skills, etc. Among them, the Legalist is the last fence to maintain society. If there are really evil people in the world who are not afraid of gods and Buddhas, and dare to betray the dark room, if there are really beasts that break human morality and etiquette and kill fathers and mothers, then there will be laws to punish them.

Xiao Letian did not want to overturn all this. He never regarded Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism and the knowledge of various Chinese schools as his enemies. This is the accumulation of wisdom of the Chinese over the past thousand years. You can choose to use it but don’t deny it casually.

"Our enemies are those who depend on these ideological tumors, those hypocrites who appear to be benevolent, righteous and moral but thieves and prostitutes. They also deliberately block the torrent of history for their own selfishness, so that they can continue to be the powerful class of the people..."

"Huaiyuan, for these enemies hidden among the people, they cannot be killed by the army. At this time, we need the power in the darkness. When dealing with villains, we must use the methods of villains!"
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