Chapter Eighty-Seven: Life Is Better Than Death
Facing Yu Lianting's mocking gaze, the look on the middle-aged brocade guard's face was still unfazed, completely like a dead and silent ancient well.
The only thing that changed was that the middle-aged brocade robe slowly put down the slender and narrow lancet in his hand, and instead pulled out two other thinner and sharper blades from the torture belt around his waist.
Holding the two knives in the palm of his hand, the brocade-clothed guard stared intently at the knife edge on Yu Lianting's arm and remained motionless.
That gaze, which was completely devoid of emotion, immediately made Yu Lianting's heart feel a creepy sense of fear.
It's just that even so, Yu Lianting's expression on the surface is still very resolute.
Even though his jaw had been removed, he was still whining and cursing.
Although Yu Lianting's voice was not clear, the general meaning was also expressed: "If there are any tricks, hurry up and take them out, where are these sets to scare Lao Tzu?!" ”
The brocade guard in charge of the execution remained unmoved, and all his attention was on the knife cut earlier.
With a slight movement of his hands, the brocade guard directly stabbed the two slender knives in his hands into the wound on Yu Lianting's arm.
The pain of this injury on top of injury made Yu Lianting frown tightly.
However, this pain was still within Yu Lianting's tolerance, and he couldn't let him confide in anything valuable at all, and he was always there blindly slandering and insulting.
"Dog officer, I'm working harder, this pain is nothing to you and me.
If you want Lao Tzu to open your mouth, you dog officials are still a little tender. ”
For Yu Lianting's various scoldings, the middle-aged brocade guard seemed to be deaf, and he still fiddled with the two slender knives in his hands.
The sharp blade kept scratching through Yu Lianting's wounds, as if he was looking for something.
At this time, the pain Yu Lianting felt was getting worse and worse, and at the same time, his abuse was even louder.
"Dog officer, Lao Tzu found that your Jinyiwei's methods are like this, and they don't have such a big reputation in the Jianghu martial arts at all?
I have the opportunity to teach you a few hands, and look at your movements, I learned from your teacher! ”
This is not because Yu Lianting is taking advantage of his tongue, but because he is gradually unable to bear the pain of this sharp blade cutting meat.
So Yu Lianting chose to divert his attention through abuse, so as to distract him from his thoughts about pain.
Just when Yu Lianting was scolding, the middle-aged brocade guard suddenly turned his hand and pulled out a cloth silk from his waist.
Swiftly reached out and stuffed the cloth into Yu Lianting's mouth, so that he couldn't make any sound.
At the same time, the entire cell fell silent in an instant.
The reason why the middle-aged brocade guard did this was not because he was impatient with Yu Lianting's whining and scolding.
It was because he was worried that Yu Lianting would not be able to hold on to the huge pain later, so he twisted his jaw back stiffly, and finally bit off his tongue in pain.
After simply and rudely taking precautions in advance, the middle-aged brocade guard finally began his most critical torture step.
When he was depriving Yu Lianting's wound before, he was not just trying to torture Yu Lianting, but he was looking for the tiny meridians on Yu Lianting's arm.
In the human body, the most important and key meridians are nothing more than the twelve meridians and the eight meridians.
However, in addition to this, there are many tiny meridians hidden in the human body, and it was this kind of hidden tiny meridians that the middle-aged brocade guard was looking for before.
The pain caused by the truncation of these tiny meridians is directly on the nerves, and it is definitely a thousand times more painful than the physical body's perception.
This kind of punishment of cutting off the pulse is a good trick used by Jinyi Wei Prison to torture hard bones, and it can be called invincible and tried repeatedly.
Even if he was resolute and hard-boned, after trying such a method of punishment, he would never think of trying it a second time.
The middle-aged brocade guard first fixed the two knives on Yu Lianting's arms, and just let the two knives stretch Yu Lianting's wounds open.
Immediately afterwards, the brocade guard unhurriedly took out a silver needle bag from his waist, and selected a few slender but very narrow silver needles from it and put them on his cuffs.
At this time, the look on the middle-aged brocade guard's face changed for the first time, and he raised his head and smiled at Yu Lianting.
This sudden strange smile immediately gave birth to a creepy sense of fear in Yu Lianting's heart.
Subconsciously, Yu Lianting began to struggle constantly.
It's a pity that because the limbs were locked and the pipa bones were penetrated, Yu Lianting couldn't move at all.
After smiling slightly, the middle-aged brocade guard casually pulled out a silver needle from his cuff, and then directly pierced it into the tiny meridian revealed in Yu Lianting's wound.
Judging from the precise technique of that brocade guard, it was obvious that he had performed this terrifying punishment that acted on the meridians.
"Woo......"
The moment the silver needle submerged into the meridians, Yu Lianting's mouth let out a terrible howl.
Even though there was a cloth silk gagged in his mouth, the miserable voice was still heard very clearly.
It was really painful, and Yu Lianting didn't expect that the pain caused by this silver needle would be so terrifying, hundreds of times stronger than before.
The movement in the brocade guard's hand was different, and he inserted all five silver needles into the tiny meridian exposed in the wound on Yu Lianting's arm at a very regular time.
After using up all the silver needles, the brocade guard also twisted the silver needles with a special technique.
Yu Lianting, who was already dying in pain, immediately felt the pain and directly improved again.
This feeling of life is worse than death, and the pain is unbearable, even a man with iron is impossible to bear.
After just a few breaths, Yu Lianting had a posture of submission, he was whining and shouting, and he kept nodding and praying, hoping to end this terrifying pain.
But the middle-aged brocade guard didn't seem to see it at all, he still lowered his head and pounded the five silver needles that were tied to Yu Lianting's meridians.