The main blood vessels have ruptured, and the blood only needs to flow for a moment, and the person is in danger. However, the knife master and the young man were used to seeing each other, and they did not panic at all. The knife master took the silver needle, and after a few strokes, more than a dozen silver needles were pierced on the prisoner's right leg, and then the smiling young man handed over the red-burning fire scissors.

The young man said to the prisoner with a look of pity: "I told you not to move, you will be guilty later!" ”

As if to fulfill the young man's words, the prisoner immediately cried out in pain, for the knife master had burned the scissors on his right leg. Wherever the fire scissors went, the blood stopped flowing, but in a short moment the astonishing waterfall of blood was stopped. But the prisoner was already screaming in pain until his throat was hoarse.

Carefully applying the hemostatic medicine, the knife master wrapped the prisoner's right leg tightly, and the young man's eyes were shining, and he sighed that the master's craftsmanship was really good. The prisoner felt a burning pain in his right leg, and the pain penetrated into his bones and traveled all over his body, causing him to suffer from severe pain all over his body.

The young man said with a smile: "That fire scissors don't make you hurt if they are burned, and when they are hot, the blood vessels shrink, and naturally they won't make you bleed." Acupuncture acupuncture stops bleeding, the medicine powder also stops bleeding, and wrapping the bandage so tightly still stops bleeding. Don't worry, that medicine is not an ordinary medicine, you are a person who practices martial arts, it is estimated that you will not even have a fever, and you will not die in two or three days. ”

The prisoner's wish for death was suddenly frustrated.

King Ming had already eased up at this time, and said in his heart that this young man's mouth was more hateful than the third brother's mouth, and he didn't know how it grew.

However, after this toss, the knife master stopped moving, and I don't know if he wanted to rest and come back again or just like that.

At this time, Zheng Nancheng asked with a compassionate face: "Don't you still say it?" ”

Although the prisoner was on the verge of collapse, he still gritted his teeth and shook his head, which showed that he was determined.

Zheng Nancheng kindly persuaded: "This peeling and cutting meat is just a little trick of the knife master, he is proficient in one hundred and thirty-eight kinds of knife techniques, all of which can make you want to die but not survive, are you sure you want to try them one by one?" ”

Seeing him rambling, the prisoner finally couldn't help but speak: "When I try them one by one, I will die, and there will be no need to recruit them." ”

Zheng Nancheng's face was even more compassionate, he sighed, and said, "You are wrong, you can't die." If Dali Temple doesn't let you die, King Yama won't accept you, and you won't be able to die. This official advises you to recruit it anyway, and die less painfully. ”

The prisoner snorted coldly, and his attitude was very resolute.

Zheng Nancheng sighed again, as if he was persuading a disobedient child, "It's better to recruit it, you will really want to live and not die." ”

But the prisoner didn't appreciate it: "Don't talk nonsense! If you say that you are also dead, if you don't say it, you are still dead, so wouldn't it be a loss if I said it? I don't say it, I just don't say it! ”

"You're wrong again. Say that you can die happily, but don't say that you will die a difficult and regretful death, and the way to die is different. This is giving you the opportunity to choose, and you should cherish it. Although Zheng Nancheng always has a straight face, he is especially sincere when he says this.

It's a pity that the prisoner is also like a child at this time, just disobedient, he sneered: "Then I choose not to die?" ”

Zheng Nancheng looked at the prisoner with some reproach, "Why are you not sensible, there is no option to die at all." ”

"Then I won't choose, don't waste your tongue, I won't say it!" The prisoner simply closed his eyes, and his eyes were not clean.

King Min was amused by these words, and said in his heart that Zheng Nancheng had become a Dali temple and a good church, and he was still so bitter about the prisoners.

King Hong thought that Zheng Nancheng was too upright, otherwise he deceived the prisoner and said that he could spare him from death, and the prisoner might be recruited. Sure enough, he only knows how to judge cases, and he doesn't know how to be flexible.

King Jing narrowed his eyes, took a sip of tea, and still looked solemn.

King Ming may be younger, simple-minded, and his heart is full of anger, and he really can't die for a while, and he must suffer a lot of crimes, why is he so ignorant of current affairs?

Zheng Nancheng couldn't persuade him, so he said to the knife master: "I've already been warned, just go straight to the heavy punishment." ”

Yes, the terrifying peeling and scraping just now is just a warning, at least in the eyes of Zheng Nancheng and the knife master and other people in Dali Temple, this is just a warning. After the warning, there are many heavier punishments than the warning, but the heavier punishment is enough, ordinary prisoners just warning is enough, and some slightly more powerful prisoners can choose one or several punishments after the warning, as for the prisoner in front of him, he needs to be directly sentenced to a heavy sentence, otherwise it is just a waste of time.

The smiling young man said to the prisoner half bright and half sad: "They are all adults in their twenties and thirties, why are they still so ignorant?" Lord Zheng persuaded you that it was for your own good, you don't know what to do, it's going to be miserable now! ”

The boy is only a teenager, but he puts on an old-fashioned appearance, which makes many people laugh.

The prisoner glared fiercely at the young man, who was obviously gloating, pursed his lips, and refused to spit out a word. He has his own plans in his heart, although his jaw is not strong now, but the bones are not broken, and he is not dislocated, and the effect of acupuncture and acupuncture will not last long, he endures it first, and pretends not to bite it, and when he has a little strength, while these people are unprepared, he can die with a bite.

The knife master began to clean his hands again, and the smiling young man put away the utensils he used before, and asked happily, "What number of knives do you want to use next?" ”

The knife master's dead fish-like eyes stared at the prisoner for a while, and saw that the prisoner's hairs stood on end, thinking that he was actually a dead man.

Still a little hoarse and dry, the knife master said, "Ten." ”

The boy cheered when he heard this, and quickly took out the No. 10 knife. The knife master's knives are of specifications, and each set is different, and this No. 10 knife is not commonly used, and is used for heavy punishment for delicate work. The young man had already understood what the knife master meant, and after picking up the knife, he instructed Yu to strip the prisoner's upper body of clothes, just as he had done with the prisoner's right leg before, wash and shave his hair, and pour some strong wine.

King Min couldn't help but laugh again, "Is this making wine pickled duck breast?" ”

King Hong and King Jing ignored him, and King Ming couldn't help but wonder if this third brother had forgotten his previous methods, this time he was going to stab his chest, and it must be more shocking than the previous one.

The knife master was already checking the knife, and the young man was idle, staring at the prisoner, and sighed with a smile: "What a sin, what a sin!" ”

Although the boy said this, everyone could see that he was very excited, as if he was going to go on a trip. The young man thought in his heart, no wonder the master was going to make this move, several princes were the first time to see the trial method of Dali Temple, if it took a lot of effort but still couldn't come to a reason, where would the face of the entire Dali Temple go?

I don't know if it was because of the prisoner's resolute refusal before, Zheng Nancheng did not ask the prisoner again this time if he was recruited. The knife master stroked the prisoner's chest for a moment, gave him an acupuncture point, and made him unable to move from the head down, and then took a sharp straight knife, and stabbed it down, but there was still no blood. Then he peeled the skin and cut the flesh of the prisoner's right leg as before, this technique has been seen by several princes before, so it is no longer unusual, but he is amazed that this method is also used in this position, but don't start with a heavy hand and kill the person directly.

At this time, the knife master's technique is faster and sharper than before, and his hands are much more refined than before, so it will give people the feeling that it is not a big deal. The young man knew that this was much more difficult than before, because if he was careless and touched a blood vessel, the prisoner was really worried about his life.

Seeing that the knife master was cutting fast, making people unable to see his movements clearly, several princes lost interest, and they were in a daze, drinking tea and drinking tea. Ren might as well hear Zheng Nancheng remind: "Your Highnesses should make some preparations, the following methods may be refreshing for Your Highnesses." ”

Zheng Nan

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword master's movements stopped, he moved away, and several princes looked at the prisoner. King Min couldn't help it and vomited directly. King Ming also looked away, not daring to look again. Only King Hong and King Jing still endured fear and watched, King Hong's hand kept shaking, making the tea cup in his hand make a small porcelain sound, he reluctantly put down the tea cup and hid his hand in his sleeve.

At this time, the prisoner himself was also horrified, because he could see that there was no flesh and skin in his heart, only criss-crossing blood vessels, and the ribs inside, and the heart protected by the ribs. The living heart was beating faster and faster, and everyone could see it clearly. It was also the first time that several princes had seen this living thing, so they relieved themselves a little and forced themselves to look at it with disgust.

Zheng Nancheng didn't speak, the knife master didn't speak, and even the smiling young man didn't speak. It was as if they had forgotten to ask the prisoner for a confession. I saw that the knife master took a gold needle and burned it on the alcohol lamp, and made a few strokes at the prisoner's heart, and then pierced it neatly. Several princes suddenly felt their hearts tingle, and the prisoner screamed even more, sweating on his forehead.

The prisoner stared at his heart as if he were looking at a monster. The knife master had already pierced the second needle, and the prisoner let out another scream, which was not as short as the first, which showed that he was indeed in pain. Then came the third stitch, the prisoner seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and the screams echoed in the Dali Temple for a long time, making it more and more like an eighteen-layer hell.

I don't know if it was because the prisoner had exhausted his strength, or because the knife master had applied a needle, but the prisoner tilted his head and stopped moving.

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