On the first day of the witch's captivity, the townspeople survived the first night of insomnia in a state of trepidation.

Those who were more familiar with Yan Ruyu endured a whole night of soul torture from the depths of their hearts.

For example, the aunt who sets up the stall, such as the great swordsman.

They didn't participate in the encirclement and suppression of witches, just assume that they are deceiving themselves, they can't do it.

After hearing how Yan Ruyu was seriously injured and captured, and the official explanation for this, their feelings were very complicated.

It turned out that Xiao Jiu was actually the person sent by Master Hoscent to monitor Yan Ruyu!

But anyone who can open his eyes knows how much Yan Ruyu attaches great importance to that child!

As for those who had already had a holiday with Yan Ruyu, they clapped their hands and applauded.

For example, the fat tyrant with an equal proportion.

He even threw a small party to celebrate!

After getting drunk, he boldly went to the cell to visit the witch through the drunkenness.

He always remembered the black history of the witch humiliating him in public.

Seeing the witch crucified and with a blood-pumping needle in her arm, he laughed triumphantly.

Insulting words kept coming out of his mouth, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became, and finally the excitement smashed the entire bottle into prison.

The guard on the side of the cell couldn't stand it: "Hey, you're almost done!" We only said that you could visit, but we didn't say that you could be tortured! ”

The fat tyrant shook his feet unsteadily, and his head was a little dizzy after talking too much.

"I, I gave the money! Say, say yes, let me scold her! What, what, money, less money? ”

He swayed and touched his waist: "I, I'll give you a few more gold coins, that's it!" ”

Disdain flashed in the eyes of the person who had just spoken to remind him, but the person next to him smiled and approached the fat man: "How much?" ”

The fat tyrant bared his tongue: "Ten, ten gold coins!" What do you think? Enough is enough, right? Township, have hillbillies seen so much money? It's a golden coin! ”

The man next to him was not angry at all, and asked him good-naturedly, "But where are your gold coins?" ”

The fat tyrant touched his waist, "Hey, where's my money bag?" ”

The jailer pointed to the prison and asked in a low voice, "Is it there?" ”

The fat tyrant looked at the witch with hazy eyes.

"Huh? Me, how did my money bag get there? I just threw it, didn't I throw a wine bottle? ”

He thought for a long time, then turned to the other jailer with the key and said, "Open the door!" I'm going to pick up my money bag! ”

The jailer disagreed: "The stakes are so important to guard the witch, are you responsible in case she escapes?" ”

The fat man was angry: "Are you TM blind?" Lao Tzu's money bag fell in, you can't see it? ”

The jailer was also unhappy: "That's what you threw into without brains!" Who is to blame? ”

The fat man was furious: "Okay, feelings are not your money bags, don't feel distressed, right?" ”

As soon as he pulled the gold coins, his tongue straightened: "There are hundreds of gold coins in there!" If you lose it, I want to ask if you can be responsible? ”

The jailer ignored him, and his eyes rolled: "Don't force me! If you don't open the door, I'll go out and shout that you collect money to humiliate the witch! ”

The jailer had no choice but to promise him to open the door.

The fat man walked into the cell door triumphantly, and deliberately twisted twice at the uncooperative jailer to provoke.

The jailer was angry and wanted to whip him.

The other person grabbed him: "Hey, don't, if you beat him, he will have to make trouble for a while, what is there to do with the drunk, it's better to send him away as soon as possible and let him get out!" ”

What he said made sense, but the angry man couldn't bear it: "I want to pump him when I see his face!" ”