The sun shone through the small window on the roof of the cell, and it was almost noon on Chen's ugly and withered face.

In the dim corner that Chen Cripple couldn't see, there was a long old wooden table, on which were placed six porcelain jars of different sizes and shapes and a mahogany box, and a tall thin figure with his head covered by a black robe was standing beside the table, carefully stroking those porcelain jars, and after listening to Ye Haotian's words, he slowly turned around, revealing a pale and wrinkled face.

"That might not be enough for three days and three nights. The old man reminded.

Ye Haotian looked at the old man and smiled, and said, "It won't take that long, at most a stick of incense, you can leave." ”

"That's ...... price"

"The price remains the same. ”

"Okay. What do you want to know. The old man seemed relieved.

"I've heard that you did a lot of business when you were younger. ”

"Yes, I had to make a living. The old man sighed, and as he spoke, he turned around, picked up a porcelain jar and carefully put it into the wooden box, and at the moment when his hands just touched the porcelain jar, there was a fine rustling sound, obviously, the porcelain jar was filled with living creatures.

"You've been a butcher, a tailor, a veterinarian, and a killer, right?"

"You know a lot about my past. The old man picked up a porcelain jar again and turned his head to look at Ye Haotian.

Ye Haotian looked at the old man's slender and withered hands pressed on the porcelain jar and said, "But I know that what you are most proud of in this life is the experience of being the warden of King Wu Prison in Yangquan County, specializing in torturing cultivators. ”

"Well, the ten years in Yangquan County not only gave me a place to use the skills I learned in the first half of my life, but also gave me a deeper understanding of the criminal law and human body structure in Great Xia.

The old man's voice was undisguised with pride.

"I once read in the book, saying that there are a total of thirty-six sets of torture instruments in the Wangcheng Prison of Yangquan County, and there are ninety-four kinds of torture methods explicitly listed in the criminal code, and the weight of the prison ranks first among the thirteen princely states of Great Xia, especially the last thirteen kinds of torture, each of which is said to make the tortured person regret coming to this world, is it so terrifying?"

"I'm afraid it's even more terrifying than you think. The old man put the second clay pot into the wooden box and said, "But there is one thing you said that is not right. ”

"Oh?"

"The number of tortures is not thirteen, but seventeen. ”

"Really?" Ye Haotian said in surprise: "I clearly remember that the book is written thirteen. ”

The last four were not included in the penal code. ”

"Why?"

"Because it was too cruel, after I invented them, no one dared to use them in the entire Yangquan County Prison, and they were abolished by the adults in charge of the prison. ”

"What? Those four kinds of torture came from your old hand?"

"You don't believe me?"

"No, of course I do, just a bit of a surprise. After a pause, Ye Haotian said again: "The torture that even the executioners dare not use must be terrible." ”

"It's terrible, and the first thirteen types of torture are a complete joke compared to these four. ”

"Can you tell me what these four types of torture are?"

"Of course, I don't think you're still interested in prison?" the old man seemed pleased.

"It's just curious, my master said that every old man is a priceless treasure, and there will be things in him that you can never finish. Ye Haotian said humbly.

"Your master must be a great man. ”

"What are the four types of torture?"

"The first one I named the ant on the tree. The old man's deep voice seemed to rise suddenly.

"Oh, what?"

"In the desert three hundred miles northwest of Quicksand City, there is an ant that is pitch black and has two red spots on its head, have you ever heard of it?"

"You're talking about the red-headed fly that you have been eating since birth and can't get enough for your whole life?"

"Yes, that's it. This kind of ant eats very slowly, and it takes at least three days for a thousand ants to eat a piece of meat the size of a thumb, so I took advantage of this characteristic and invented the ant to go up the tree. The method is very simple, that is, hang the prisoner in the air, only put his feet on the ground, cut a few bloody wounds on the soles of his feet, and put a group of red-headed flies underneath, these small things will swarm up after smelling blood, and the ants that can't squeeze in will step on the body of their companions and climb up, just like going up a tree, and finally crawl all over the prisoner's body, burrowing into his nose, ears, eyes...... Because the red-headed fly eats slowly, it can ensure that the prisoner will not die within three days, if you want the prisoner to live longer, just reduce the number of ants, there was a prisoner who was eaten for 27 days before dying, what do you think of this punishment?"

"Ten thousand ants devour bodies, the pain is unbearable, and it is really cruel. ”

The old man laughed twice and said, "Actually, I prefer the second one to the ants to go up the tree. ”

"Really, tell me quickly, what is the second one?" Ye Haotian hurriedly asked.

"There is a kind of aquatic insect in the South China Sea called Acacia butterfly, this insect is male and female, the female insect is three inches long, the body is as thin as silk, and lives by boarding in the body of fish and shrimp to suck its blood, the male insect is slightly longer than the female worm, and likes to eat rain and dew, this kind of alien insect will mate and lay eggs every sunset, and there is a mysterious connection between each pair of Acacia butterflies, no matter how far you separate them, you can find each other, my second torture is to put the prisoner into a large tank filled with water, let the prisoner be immersed in water from the neck down, and then take a hundred pairs of twin silkworms, forcibly separate them, the female worm is poured into the prisoner's body, and the male worm is put into the water tank, every day at duskIn order to find the female, the male worm will crawl on the prisoner's body to find the entrance to get in, and the female worm will also drill out of the prisoner's body in order to have a tryst with the male, and finally they will meet between the two strands of the prisoner, and after the copulation, the female worm will drill back into the prisoner's body to lay eggs, and I will name this punishment: Butterfly Love Flower ......"

"Say no more!

Hearing this, the lame man Chen on the iron frame suddenly let out a heart-rending wail.

"Ye Haotian, tell him to stop talking! I said, I promise to tell you everything I know, and I will never tell half a lie, dead man Zhang, I remember who you are, you are the dead man Zhang Laoqi of the coffin shop!"

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On the way back to Quicksand City in the early morning, Ye Haotian had been thinking about how to interrogate Chen Cripple.

The sinister and treacherous nature of the demon is well-known in the mainland, after several betrayals, Ye Haotian gradually lost confidence in his judgment, at least, in front of the demon, he did not have the ability to distinguish the truth from the false at a glance, which made him have to be extra cautious about interrogating Chen Cripple.

In order to save unnecessary trouble and save time, he paid some price to invite Zhang Laoqi.

This pale, thin, shriveled old man had opened a coffin shop in Quicksand City, and his experience as the warden of Yangquan County Jail had been widely circulated in the city, but over time, many people had forgotten about it, and many more would believe it.

But Ye Haotian knew that the stories that seemed to be used to scare children were true.

Because the leader of the horse thieves he helped Xu Heihu catch three months ago was tortured by the old man for three days and three nights before he died, and when he was tortured, he and Liu Datou Chen were both present, but later they couldn't bear the bloody and cruel scene so that the three of them retreated in advance.

After that day, Ye Haotian did not eat for three days and three nights of nausea, and he believed that Chen Cripple would not forget the situation that day, although they only heard a word from the executioner, and they did not see his face clearly from beginning to end.

Ye Haotian's method proved to be effective.

When Chen Cripple heard that the old voice behind him turned out to be Zhang Laoqi, he suddenly understood what the thing that made those strange sounds was, and the whole person collapsed instantly.

The interrogation went exceptionally smoothly.

When Ye Haotian walked out of the open cell, only an hour had passed.

"Done?"

Xu Heihu, Second Sister Su and Liu Tietou have been standing outside the door, Zhang Laoqi, who came out in advance, didn't even leave, and when he saw Ye Haotian coming out, Xu Heihu asked.

"I'm sure he's telling the truth. ”

Ye Haotian glanced at the box in Xu Heihu's arms, felt a little familiar, and said, "What is this?"

"The tool used by Chen Cripple when he tortured Mei Niang. Xu Heihu gritted his teeth and said.

Ye Haotian immediately understood what Xu Heihu meant, he smiled at Zhang Laoqi reluctantly, and said, "You haven't gone back yet?"

Zhang Laoqi snorted and said unhappily: "I knew that you invited me here just to say a few words of gossip, so I didn't come, or does the city lord know how to respect the old and love the young, Chen Cripple's set of things, I'm afraid he won't use it, I want to point out on the side, do you want to stay and close it?"

"No, no, no. Ye Haotian waved his hand again and again, "It's still not necessary, what about you, second sister, Tietou, you also want to join in the fun? ”

"He killed my father, I want to avenge him!" Liu Tietou said with tears in his eyes.

"Over the years, many women in the city have died tragically at his hands, and I want to cut them a few times. Second Sister Su said with anger on her face, gritting her teeth.

Ye Haotian looked at this and that, and finally his gaze stayed on Zhang Laoqi, and suddenly asked, "What are the third and fourth types of torture called?"