He also knew that he was afraid, and looked at the fat monk with fear in his eyes, but it was too cheap for him to burn it like this, maybe Satan, who was in charge of the stimulation, would not be satisfied. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info so Cheng Qianxun said to Regel, who was sitting opposite, and Sneijder beside him: "He should be made to confess!" ”

The devil would love to see that getting a clergyman to confess his sins is far more ironic than making an ordinary innocent person confess. So Regel stood up and raised his hand, and after everyone was quiet, he said loudly: "He must confess his sins, and he must repent of the crimes he has committed." Now let's start exposing his crimes! ”

So the villagers began to "complain" about the fat monk's various crimes, including the death of the family's livestock, the miscarriage of women, and the failure of the crops; Of course, it also includes the use of intimidation to carry out all kinds of blackmail. Speaking of which, even a pear tree with worms and a potato with strange shapes are evidence that the monk and the devil signed a contract to perform magic.

"Enough, enough!" Regel waved his hand, "Now let's ask him if he pleads guilty." ”

It's not too early, and then go down to have a bonfire, so burn it early!

So the executioner took the chair out of the church, and the monk tied it up naked, because it was so strong that the fat monk looked like he had tied up the flesh.

As soon as he pulled out the smelly socks from his mouth, he howled, "You devils, how dare you do this to the servants of the gods... ”

didn't have time to listen to his nonsense, Rudolph sneered and said: "He's quibbling, there is so much evidence, it's enough to prove that he signed a contract with the devil." At that time, when he was possessed by the devil, I and many people saw it. ”

So the executioners proved that they saw the monk's face hideous, revealing the true face of the devil. Now it's just intimidating everyone, and if his lies are believed, then the gods are unforgivable.

The monk probably figured out something overnight, so he cried out, "I was framed, there must be something wrong with that mushroom soup." ”

"Ridiculous, we all drank the mushroom soup, all of them. Why are we okay? "Actually, the rest of the mushroom soup was poured into the stove, and the pot was cleaned. Cheng Qianxun patted the carriage and impatiently proposed: "Treat it in the same way as you usually interrogate witches, use needles, if you show pain, you are a servant of the devil." ”

As soon as people heard it, they immediately agreed.

It is used to see the needle, but it is not an embroidery needle, and the needle for sewing the quilt is not enough, it is like the kind of extra-large iron needle that can be used as an awl for sewing rice bags!

The servant shook the thick iron needle half a foot long in his hand in front of the frightened monk, and smirked: "Don't show pain, or you will be a servant of the devil." He slammed into his fat thighs.

"Ah~!" It's so unplanted, he actually howled at the first shot, and all the snot and tears spurted out in pain.

Rudolph said loudly: "Go on, how are you usually, just now, he is a wizard, not a monk, and his soul has been sold to the devil!" ”

So the executioner unceremoniously pierced the monk's body, avoiding the eyes, heart, and other important parts, and kept piercing the flesh with needles, and his howls of pain did not stop for a moment.

The same was true of the drowning old woman, and many of those who insisted on their innocence were also pricked with a needle and unable to show pain. But there are a few people who can endure such acupuncture.

In order to show his selflessness and to please the lord and all the villagers, the executioner did not hesitate to stab the needle.

"Ahh I, I ... Finally, the monk couldn't take it anymore and begged for mercy: "No, I... ”

"Stop first!" Regel shouted to stop, and then asked the bloodied monk tied to his chair, "Do you confess?" ”

"I, I..." To confess is to die, the monk gasped, his fat belly heaving greatly, and there were at least seven holes in it, and blood was pouring and dripping down.

Cheng Qianxun said to the recorder next to him who was a little stunned: "Should you talk about the trial process, although this devil spokesperson is very familiar, but you still have to remind him." ”

Rudolph aggressively pointed the blade of his sword at the recorder and said politely, "Excuse me!" ”

Looking at the gloomy gaze of the carriage nobles and the cold light coming from Rudolph's sword, the recorder swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a voice that trembled slightly more than usual: "Then it's the acupuncture method." The needle keeps pricking you, and if you show pain, you have a deal with the devil ... ”

"If you don't repent, if you don't confess that you have anything to do with the devil, and if you sell your soul to kill somewhere, then the next thing is captivity. You will be fixed with your neck and legs against the wall, and you will kneel alone in the cell for two days and nights. During this time, there will be special people to check to see if the devil will enter and exit through the small hole in the cell door and give you a message... ”

One by one, the villagers listened quietly, and almost everyone would admit that they were tortured physically and mentally. If you don't admit it, then you will be sent to the river to be immersed in a cage, and then you will still die. It's better to admit it, have a good time, maybe the church sees that you have remorse, not burned alive but burned after hanging, then there is a lot less pain.

"No need to turn it off!" Regel wanted to cut through the mess quickly, and the night was long and dreamy, so he pretended to be cheerful and waved his hand: "Just run." ”

So the gravel from the cellar was swept up and spread on the ground in front of the church. In order to increase the effect, I don't know where to get a lot of pottery fragments, and all of them are poured up.

The two servants tried the whip in their hands, and it was rounded in the air, and the whip made a crisp sound of "popping".

Regel looked at the monk and smiled, "Dear monk, I hope I can still call you that, or rather, damn devil, now it's your turn, please!" ”

The rope that bound the monk was untied, and one of the executioners whipped the monk one after another, shouting: "Stand on it! ”

"Ah~!" The monk who had been whipped immediately screamed and knelt down.

The executioner was about to pump it again, when he heard the monk cry out loudly: "I confess, I confess!" ”

Naked, he knelt on the ground and cried out in tears: "I confess my sins, I make a pact with the devil to burn people as sacrifices." ”

Immediately, the people were furious, and there was a shout of "burn him" on the spot.

And Cheng Qianxun looked at each other and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it was reasonable and legal to burn it like this! This monk's bones are so soft, he has skipped a link, and before he can run on the sharp ground, he can't stand the whip, and he admits it all!

The monk didn't even put on his clothes, but he was carried to the pyre and tied to a simple special sign.

The blood oozing from the pinhole washed away the blood-red furrows of his filthy body, which had not been bathed, and the temporary fear made him cry: "I want to pray, I want to pray!" ”

"Pray yes, I'll listen!" Thinking of the innocent lives that were mutilated and died one by one, Cheng Qianxun got off the carriage, she walked on the stake and looked at the monk who was tied up like a dumpling in front of her. At this time, his appearance is hateful and ugly, but it is difficult to bring the slightest mercy.

"You won't go to heaven, if there is one. You've killed as many people as you have died in war and the Black Death. So... A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Cheng Qianxun's mouth, and after getting closer, he whispered: "Satan wants me to tell you that you are too capable, and there are so many undead in hell that you can't fit it anymore, so I can only ask you to go down and lighten your work burden." ”

The monk glared at Cheng Qianxun as he slowly walked off the stake, and shouted in horror: "Devil, witch... ”

"Ignition!" Cheng Qianxun ordered, turned to look at the monk whose eyes were about to pop out, and his face was extremely frightened, and said indifferently: "You can see it all right away, may your soul continue to enjoy the scorching heat in hell, where there will be magma that is hotter than flames waiting for you!" ”

"Help, don't. O gods ... Amid the monk's heart-rending screams, the fire was ignited and burst into flames, and the light of the fire was particularly dazzling and dazzling in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Cheng Qianxun returned to the carriage and sat down, and with all his teammates, quietly watched the figure on the stake twist his body in pain, but he was still bound in the raging flames. That scream was no longer human, and it was a testament to what it would be like to be burned by fire on his fat body.

"O gods, forgive his soul..." Amid the screams, the apprentices under the fire closed their eyes, clutched their Bibles in their hands and the special emblem hanging from their necks, just as they had burned people before, and muttered words with "compassion" in their mouths, in great contrast to the howls of extreme pain on the stake.

At this time, it was drizzling in the sky, as if the devil admired the scene and wanted to watch it for a while.

The rain was poured in the fire, and the creature that had burned his skin blackened and the grease "creaked" and made a sound, but the pain twisted and twisted the ugly, but still alive, the rain moistened his blackened body and kept his hairless head awake... The flames were much lowered, reaching only to his knees, and slowly burning, causing him to suffer for a long time.

"Ahh This black thing, which had been unrecognizable, howled hoarsely and painfully at the stake. The apprentices were so frightened that they didn't dare to open their eyes. He continued to mutter, asking the gods to forgive his soul.

But no one would forgive such a bastard, watching the oil on his body continue to squeak and squeak from the scorched skin.

It was drizzling and the fire continued to burn for at least half an hour, while the grease on the men on the stake was roasted and shrunk to about half its original weight. The black humanoid thing, with its head down, seemed to be able to hear a slight humming sound.

There was no cheering, and everyone was already dumbfounded. Looking at the black thing in astonishment, he raised his head, and by this time his eyes had all dried up, leaving only two large black holes. He opened his mouth to the audience, and it was pitch black. (To be continued.) )