"By the way, let me introduce you to my new friend, Poison Soul. ”

"This knife has a very interesting property, it can magnify pain thirty times, thirty times the happiness, do you like it?"

Xiao Chen put the short knife in front of the old woman, and a small purple scorpion jumped out of the knife.

The little scorpion opened its eyes the size of mung beans, glanced at the old woman with disgust, and jumped onto the back of Xiao Chen's hand.

The cold and evil blade kept stimulating the old woman's skin, and goosebumps kept rising and falling on her body.

The old woman's body trembled, she twisted her neck, and looked at her master.

Long Yan grimaced and pinned his head to the side.

Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head: "Old dog, you see that your master doesn't seem to care too much about you. ”

"Also, your life as a beast is worth a few dollars. ”

Xiao Chen said to himself like a nervous person.

"Ling Chi, it's been a long time since I've done anything like this. ”

Xiao Chen sighed a little.

"Hehe!" Xiao Chen shook his head and smiled at the old woman: "I'm sorry, I suddenly thought of the past, and I have some nostalgia." ”

Xiao Chen's chatter made him look like he was chatting with an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

"Then let's get started!"

Xiao Chen laughed, revealing his white teeth.

Xiao Chen said, and the short knife gently cut at the old woman's left chest.

Precise knife, precise technique, the old woman's ** was cut off by Xiao Chen.

Blood kept oozing out of the wound, forming dense small beads of blood.

Xiao Chen threw this piece of meat into the sky, as if he was holding a solemn ceremony.

This action is said in Ling Chi, this is called "sacrificing heavenly meat", which is to pray that God will bless the executioner to complete smoothly.

"Ah......h

The old woman's screams like killing pigs came out of her mouth, and her ugly face was distorted like a demon.

Sweat kept dripping like a light rain, and the pain was magnified thirty times, just such a small knife had already made the old woman feel worse than dead.

"You can scold Oh, I allow you to scold, if you can't stay awake, this Ling Chi won't make any sense. ”

Xiao Chen said with a smile.

The pain kept stimulating the old woman's head, as if a sledgehammer was constantly beating.

Where can the old woman still care about scolding, just resisting this pain has taken all her energy.

The short knife in Xiao Chen's hand stretched out again, and the second knife fell.

Xiao Chen cut the skin on the old woman's forehead, but he didn't cut it off, and let the skin hang down to cover her eyes.

This was also very particular in ancient times, one was to prevent the prisoner and the executioner from looking at each other to affect the executioner's attention, the second was to prevent the prisoner from seeing his own cut flesh and skin and be overly frightened, and the third was to prevent the prisoner from seeing where the executioner would cut next.

Xiao Chen had studied this Ling Chi punishment in depth.

The old woman's screams shook everyone and trembled, a half-step god with endless power was actually punished by Ling Chi here, what happened to this world?

After making preparations, Xiao Chen rolled up his sleeves and began the formal execution.

The traditional Ling Chi is an eight-knife punishment, in which the executioner uses a basket of numbered sharp knives.

The first incision, the chest, starts on the left side, and the same applies to the rest of the following areas.

The second knife cuts the biceps.

The third knife, the thigh.

For the fourth and fifth knives, cut the arm to the elbow.

The sixth and seventh knives cut the calf to the knee.

The eighth knife, the head of the owl.

The dismembered remains were placed in a basket, and the heads were put on public display for an indefinite period of time.

This method is generally known as "sixteen knives", "thirty-two knives", and "three hundred and sixty knives...... The number varies.

Xiao Chen didn't start dismembering like the traditional one next, because Xiao Chen felt that it was too cheap for this old dog.

Xiao Chen gently slipped on the old woman's body, like a Lanzhou ramen master cutting beef.

Thin slices of meat, placed in the sun, transparent like a crystal.

Xiao Chen hummed a song softly in his mouth, leisurely like a retired old worker who took care of the flower garden.

"Please, please, kill me, kill me. ”

The old woman's eyes kept flowing blood, and her blood-drenched eyes looked at Xiao Chen, there was no resentment, only pleading.

The old woman wanted to faint and bite off her tongue, but Xiao Chen's words made her dare not do anything.

Because Xiao Chen said, "As long as there is something wrong with her, let that little girl named Mingyue cure her, and let this Ling Chi do it all over again." ”

"By the way, how many knives have you cut?" Xiao Chen asked as he looked at the old woman.

The old woman kept banging her head against the plant cross, and the thirty times "happiness" made her want to die immediately, how could she remember how many knives she had cut.

"Mingyue, heal her and do it again. Xiao Chen said indifferently with a dark face.

The tassel Mingyue got out of Xiao Chen's arms in fear, and reluctantly used green vitality to envelop the old woman.

"Little beast, you will go to hell, you will not die well. The old woman howled in despair.

"Hehe!" Xiao Chen laughed happily.

"Young Sect Master, save me, save me. The old woman howled at Long Yan like a shrew.

Long Yan didn't even look at the old woman, just stared at the treasure ship in the sky, and his eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance.

"Young Sect Master, save me, don't you like beauties? I know where there are still beauties, I have also figured out the residence of the first beauty in the Zhongyuan Continent, the Linglong Fairy, I will take you there, I will take you there." ”

The old woman was like an abandoned old dog, wailing incessantly.

Xiao Chen glanced at Long Yan meaningfully, smiled, and did not speak.

Long Yan was seen with goosebumps all over his body.

"Old bastard, don't think about harming the girl, today you can count well, three thousand dollars, and if you count wrong, you will start again. ”

The poisonous soul waved again, and the old woman's screams were endless.

This time, the kind-hearted people of the Mirror Flower Sect did not come over to persuade Xiao Chen to give this old woman a good time.

They all wanted Xiao Chen to cut a few more knives.

Kindness does not mean that they are cowardly.

……

Time passed minute by minute, and the kneeling people suffered this great torment in their hearts

Thin slices of meat were scattered on the ground, and when the wind rose, some of the slices of meat actually went with the wind.

If Xiao Chen goes to the beef noodle restaurant to apply for a job, it is estimated that he will be directly admitted, after all, no one can compare to this knife skill.

"How many knives?"

Xiao Chen asked coldly.

Half of the old woman's body has been cleaned, and ordinary people may burp up.

But after all, the old woman is a half-step endless power, although she is a little older, but her body is still strong.

The old woman opened her eyes that burst out of the corners of her eyes and muttered, "One thousand four hundred and fifty-three knives, one thousand four hundred and fifty-three knives." ”

(End of chapter)