Chapter 3 I Am Not Me 3

He didn't bother to look up at the dying prisoner, and he didn't have any look of pity or disgust, he held a few portraits in his hands, and came directly to Rubing, and compared them with his sharp eyes in front of Rubing, and he couldn't see any of his expressions, so he could only be said to be extremely dull and ruthless; Rubing was just guessing that he might be a traitor in this world, and he might be heinous and heinous in repaying his blood debts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

"Name?" The tone was majestic and indifferent.

"I forgot, someone recognized me and called me Chen Rubing." The soldier didn't seem surprised, his face expressionless.

"Who else is in the family?" The tone is rigid and stiff.

"I forgot, someone told me that my parents are still alive at home, there are brothers such as pine, such as cypress, and sister such as Yan, but I have never had any memory."

At this time, Ru Bing saw his irritability, and how many times he replied like this. It's just a few simple questions every time, and even the answers are exactly the same.

"And what do you remember?" He was a little angry, and he couldn't stand it and picked up the barbed whip from the side.

Rubing had to smile bitterly, "As soon as I woke up, I lay on the side of Chang'an Street begging, I don't know why I'm like this, but I don't know anything about the past." ”

He didn't seem to believe this, in fact, Rubing remembered some of the fragmented past, but he didn't dare to say it, otherwise, others would think he was crazy.

He was patient, and the whip in his hand was swept away by him.

In desperation, the soldier had to show him several portraits, including a portrait of a child, who was innocent and cute, but he didn't recognize any of them. Rubing had to shake her head: "I don't recognize it." ”

"Do you recognize this old man?" At this time, he was so pitiful, Ru Bing could see from his somewhat impatient mood how much he wanted Ru Bing to recognize him, and make it clear who he was.

The soldier also compared the other portraits a little, but when he saw that Rubing did not react, he had to give up.

It was clear that he was disappointed, so disappointed that he was spitting fire, but he was trying to suppress himself.

He stayed in the room for a long time, and Rubing knew that he was calming down his disappointment, irritability, or violence.

Ru Bing saw that there was still a portrait in his hand that he didn't show him, and Ru Bing estimated that this portrait might be the portrait of his Jiang Yang thief.

After a while, he ordered the jailer to lower Rubing from the wooden rack, and ordered several servants to wash Rubing's face with water.

A master-like person brought pen, ink and paper and began to draw a portrait for Rubing, the master was very skilled, and soon his portrait was finished, Rubing looked at it obliquely, it was quite similar.

Before leaving, he left some silver taels for the jailers, and left a message: "Treat them well, and don't abuse lynching!" ”

Rubing couldn't figure it out, the portraits of those Jiangyang thieves didn't save themselves, did they want to recruit themselves?

After a while, someone brought Rubing some winter clothes and pants.

"You're lucky, you have a noble person to protect you, hurry up and change these clothes and pants." The jailer next to him gave Rubing a vague answer.

Rubing changed his clothes and pants and slowly walked out of the prison after them; Rubing only knew that he was a death row felony when he walked out of prison, maybe they had planned to torture themselves to death with these tortures, but someone made a guarantee that they were spared. It's just that Rubing can't forget everything he saw on the way out of prison in his life, that is, a living hell in the world. Although the officials did not let him peek to the side, they could not stop the moans, screams, cries, and cries for help、...... Rings in the ear. In the corner of his eye, he saw a real iron comb on the execution, and when the comb went down, the bloody muscles slid down like vermicelli; There is also a stick punishment, a stick is directly inserted from the **** to the person's abdominal cavity......

Since then, although Rubing is still in prison, he is far from the prison, although he does not have the freedom to come and go, but his life has been greatly improved, and the jailer has also looked the other way.

It's just that he can't forget the fire that night, although he is helpless, but Ruyan's father and daughter are affected by him, and this love will never be repaid in this life.

He tried to ask him about the fire that night from the jailer who brought him food, but the stereotypical jailer replied to him with only one sentence: "I don't know." The more she didn't know, the more uneasy and even ominous it made Rubing feel uneasy.

The good days were limited, and the bad days followed, and early one morning, the fierce jailer who had not been seen for many days rushed into Ru Bing's house again, and a pair of heavy armor pressed on Ru Bing's shoulders.

One of the dictates of the officials was the dictation of the government officials: "According to the edict of the court lieutenant and the yamen, Chen Rubing beat five errand officials, causing serious injuries to three errand officials, and he will be beheaded without mercy in accordance with the national criminal law." ”

It was the last time that the official was escorted, and he couldn't let Rubing pack his clothes, so he was pushed and walked out, and it seemed that someone was going to kill him urgently.

Rubing doesn't understand, there is only an edict from the emperor, how can there be an edict from the court commander's yamen? At least a trial, a verdict, and a verdict must be issued, and this verdict must be stamped and approved by the Criminal Department.

Of course, they also had a way to throw Rubing into the torture chamber and torture her to death with those harsh torture instruments, so that they didn't need the approval of the criminal department, but thankfully they seemed to have taken too long.

If Bing didn't know where to go, he was quickly taken to the execution ground by them.

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