Bazihu recognized Yang Huairen as the scholar who pawned the Nine Heavens Xuantie to him that day. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's just that the scholar that day was in shabby clothes, with a yellow face and thin muscles, and at first glance he was a poor and sour talent with no money and no power, and the person in front of him was full of glory and looked like a rich son.

Yang Huairen was afraid that he had missed his mouth, so he hurriedly reached out and stuck the throat of the mustache.

"Be careful what you say!"

Speechless, looking at Yang Huairen's murderous eyes, he suddenly felt that it was useless to say anything now, if he could let the person in front of him give him a good time, it would save him from being tortured by those demons to the point that he couldn't survive or die.

"The way you are now, it's impossible to get out of here alive. If you do what I say, I can give you a good time. ”

Bazi Hu has long been loveless, and in his blurry eyes, he seems to see his tragic death of his family, thinking that he can go down to accompany them soon, and no longer live to suffer, he nodded with difficulty.

Yang Huairen slowly let go of the hand that was stuck in her throat, and said softly: "I'll ask you about the appearance of the son who gave you the Nine Heavens Xuantie Dian that day, do you know how to answer?" ”

Bazihu gasped and nodded again.

"Yes, I'll give you something to eat later, it's a little uncomfortable at first, but soon you'll be free of all this, you know?"

Bazihu knew that this was poison for him, and the painful color on his blood-stained face gradually disappeared, as if he saw hope, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a comforting smile.

Yang Huairen took a step back, turned his back to the mustache, faced the guards outside the cage, pretended to be cruel, and said in a dark voice: "It seems that if the envoy doesn't use his housekeeping skills, you won't explain."

Hmph, I don't know if you've heard of the punishment of 'a thousand cuts'? I'll tell you about it if I haven't heard of it.

……”

Yang Huairen vividly told what happened to Ling Chi's punishment that later generations had heard, and when he said that the tortured person was cut one by one, and it took a thousand cuts to be tortured to death, Bazi Hu had already fainted in fright.

Lian Zigeng and several other internal guards were trained how to torture to extract confessions before becoming internal guards, and all kinds of cruel punishments were used very skillfully, and they executed people, no matter how cruel the punishment came from them, there was no mercy.

But when they heard about the punishment of a thousand knives, they were also terrified, and they couldn't help but tremble, remembering that they had heard that Yang Huairen was a cook earlier, and his knife skills were skillful, and the method of slaughtering and dividing a puffer fish on the main hall was extremely exquisite, and the means of killing people would not be any different, and they were immediately even more afraid of this new hall master.

In fact, the punishment of Ling Chi first appeared in ancient Rome, and the earliest record of ancient China appeared in the Five Dynasties period.

There was no such cruel punishment in the Northern Song Dynasty, and the people did not know much about it. It was not until later that the Great Liao and Jin Kingdoms re-established this form of death penalty to punish those who committed the great crime of rebellion.

And Ling Chi really wrote into the law as a fixed punishment, until the Yuan Dynasty, and this kind of punishment was widely used in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the most famous person who was executed by Ling Chi was the great eunuch Liu Jin during the Ming Zhengde period, according to historical records, he suffered more than 3,300 knives before he died.

Therefore, Yang Huairen is now using this kind of punishment that makes him feel disgusting to scare people, and the effect is very obvious.

All the internal guards lowered their heads in fear, not daring to look directly into Yang Huairen's eyes. Yang Huairen felt that the opportunity had come, turned around and grabbed the mouth of the mustache, and stuffed a meatball wrapped in venom into his mouth.

He moved very quickly, except for He Zhiyun who saw the whole process, several internal guards outside did not notice.

Bazihu woke up, realized the poison that Yang Huairen fed him, and thought that he could finally get rid of the pain and ascend to Bliss early, and he could also leave a whole corpse for himself, so he took the initiative to chew the meatball and swallow it.

"It's going to happen in half an hour." Yang Huairen whispered a word of nonsense, and then asked loudly: "Give you one last chance, and describe the appearance of the person who pawned the Nine Heavens Xuantie truthfully, say!" ”

Bazihu knew that he still had half an hour to live, so it was better to follow Yang Huairen's words, talk nonsense, perfunctory to these internal guards, and repay Yang Huairen for giving him a good time.

Lian Zigeng saw that Bazihu was about to give a new confession, so he hurriedly summoned a subordinate who was skilled in Danqing, spread out the table and began to draw a person's picture according to Bazihu's description.

"Xiao Di has confessed everything he knows, and he has never hidden it anymore."

After finishing the nonsense, he lowered his head gloomily, and his whole body was paralyzed, waiting for the moment of death.

"Count you as acquaintances!"

After Yang Huairen finished speaking, he retreated from the dungeon, picked up the portrait drawn according to the eight-character Hu confession, and almost burst out laughing.

The portrait depicted is a poor scholar, who is obviously a bearded thief with five big and three thick, ugly appearance.

What's even more exaggerated is that this person looks too strange, not to mention the nostrils facing the sky, there is a big black mole on the tip of his nose, but his eyes are small as if there is only a thin line, and there is a long scar on the left side of his face.

Several internal guards looked at this image, and they couldn't believe that such a vulgar man who resembled a thief in the rivers and lakes would have a piece of Nine Heavens Xuantie, which is rare in the world.

Lian Zigeng opened his mouth and asked, "Lord Envoy, this ......?"

Looking at everyone's skeptical expressions, Yang Huairen shouted angrily: "What? Don't you believe the confession that the messenger asked? I don't believe you will interrogate it in person! ”

After that, he glared at everyone one by one. Everyone was beating drums in their hearts, and the person painted on this image was really far from the young man who was a scholar who had explained before.

But since this was asked by the new hall master, no one dared to question it, so they had to order people to copy thousands of copies of this image and send them to the internal guards in various places, so that they could find it according to the appearance of the person depicted in the picture.

When the matter was done, Yang Huairen left the dungeon that made him feel uncomfortable, returned to the ground, and bathed in the sun, so that he could breathe smoothly again.

The first time he killed someone, Yang Huairen's mood was a little strange, although it was possible to poison the Bazihu was the greatest mercy for him, but that feeling was like a big stone, weighing heavily on his heart.

Indeed, as Yang Huairen expected, he walked for half an hour, and the mustache became poisonous, perhaps because of the anesthetic effect of the mandala, he did not suffer much pain, and he was so relieved.

By the time the cell boss found him dead, half a day had passed. The cell boss did not dare to say that the prisoner had an accident under his hands, and only inferred from the above report that the prisoner was punished, but he bit his tongue and committed suicide.