People can face fear with great courage, but only if fear is understood, known, and included in one's plan. And when faced with something beyond one's understanding and prediction (qíng), the collapse is only instantaneous.

The current Nie Pu is in this situation. She always thought that no matter how much Ren Yuan tortured her, in the final analysis, he would just kill her. And as long as you don't say it, the other party will not be able to kill you in order to get the witch's retribution. As for what would happen if it was consumed, she decided to leave it to luck.

Just like she used to do, she gave her future to the witch's protection.

But now it seems that death may become his last extravagant hope. The man with an evil smile on his face in front of him is probably more difficult to deal with than he imagined. Nie Pu began to waver in his choice. The fingers on the back of his spine are hard and burning (rè). It was as if those terrifying steel nails would pierce into it in the next second, allowing themselves to face the cruel atrocities that were about to befall (shēn) without escaping.

"By the way, do you know anything about the art of torture?" Ren Yuan placed a huge tray in front of him, which was filled with strange-shaped instruments. There are sharp and slender scissors, sturdy and slender tweezers, short, narrow and sharp knives, and a variety of metal utensils that are difficult to delineate. Under Ren Yuan's wiping and tidying, the bleak and cold light was reflected.

"I don't know much," Nie Pu subconsciously replied, "I've only seen it on TV." ”

"Hahaha, how can that be called torture, the TV is just fooling the audience." Ren Yuanao chuckled, stretched out his finger and tapped at the mouth of the girl (xiōng) and said, "The real torture is not about the destruction of the right, but the torture of the soul. ”

"For example, if I stick a knife in your stomach, you may feel a lot of pain, but it doesn't have to be unbearable." Ren Yuan said, his fingers running along the girl's delicate skin, tugging at the latter's nerves that were on the verge of collapse, "But if I use a knife, carefully cut through your (xiōng) mouth to the abdomen, avoiding the lymph nodes and blood vessels that cause heavy bleeding." Then use a crochet needle with barbs to pick up the intestines, and use the needle to poke small holes in it little by little. ”

"Although, in reality, there is no essential difference from a knife in the stomach. But when you see this scene happening in front of your eyes, the effect is not comparable to a simple insertion. ”

Along with the other party's description, Nie Pu only felt that his stomach began to cramp unnaturally, and he couldn't even breathe with the (xiōng) cavity. Ren Yuan's fingers slashed over her own (shēn) as if planning an anatomical route, and the girl became more and more frightened at the thought that the other party's blade would dismember itself along these routes next.

"Of course, I won't do it so hard at the beginning. This kind of thing (qíng) is like enjoying a hearty French full meal, where the main course is important, but the choice of side dishes and the order in which they are served are equally exquisite. And this is also related to the personal preferences of the torturer, and the work of a celebrity chef naturally has a strong personal character. The same is true of the process of torture, which is a process of revealing one's understanding of art. ”

"Take me, for example." Ren Yuan picked out an extremely thin and light knife from the metal plate and gently pressed it on Nie Pu's smooth forehead, "I am used to processing the leather clothes of the tortured first. The thickness of human skin is about 0.5 to 2 millimeters, and I will be careful first, starting from the forehead, dividing the leather garment into two layers and peeling it off completely. This will ensure that your skin remains sensitive without rapid blood loss and coma. ”

"I'll fill the skin and hang it in front of you, so that you can remember what you look like at any time during the torture, which will help you stay awake."

"The countertop is ready and we can start serving. only

Like appetizers, the first thing is to open your sensitivity and immerse you in the feast. I will use a rabbit pen dipped in chili juice mixed with lye water, and carefully apply you all over (shēn) up and down, and the constant pain will make you remember every inch of your skin changes that have happened to you (shēn) all the time. ”

"When the preparations are done, we can start the main meal, and I'm going to have an open-ended experience for you. Personally, I like to call it Shark Surge. Do you know what that means? ”

Nie Pu, who was already scared stupidly, looked at each other in a daze, unable to say a word.

"Can't guess? In fact, it is very simple, it is to open twenty-four cracks along the gap between your twelve pairs of ribs. Then open two holes from your collarbone that go straight into the cavity (xiōng) and pour emery-laced acid into them. Then as you breathe, every expansion of your lungs will expel the fluid that has been poured in. It's like a shark squeezing out of the water from its gill slits. ”

"Emery will make every breath you take feel like being pricked by a thousand needles. And the acid will cauterize and carbonize the surface of your broken lungs so that it doesn't lose blood so quickly and lose function, and best of all. Ren Yuan said with a cruel smile, "No one can take the initiative to stop their breathing." So no matter how much pain it is, you will keep pumping your lungs and squeezing them out. Shark Surge allows us both to be part of it. ”

After listening to Ren Yuan's description, the girl felt that she was about to faint. It was as if there was a lot of steel grit rubbing against her lungs right now, making her even breathe hard. The demonic hands that roamed the shēn (girl) tugged at her nerves on the verge of collapse, and in a trance, Nie Pu felt that she was not an independent person, but just a puppet that the other party used to play with and abuse.

"As for the rest of the menu, I'll keep it a secret, I hope you can (tǐng) cross the shark surge without explaining. After all, I still have a lot of new ways to play, waiting to show you one by one. After Ren Yuan detoured to Nie Pu's (shēn), he whispered in her ear in a calm tone, "So are you ready?" It's time to begin. ”

Before Nie Pu could react, he felt a sharp pain like pins and needles in two places in his lower back. Presumably, this is to keep yourself awake, and the steel needle is like a bone marrow. This is not the first time that Nie Pu has been pierced with a steel needle (shēn). Because of her experience of being tortured, she dared to bet that she could (tǐng) survive Ren Yuan's torture.

Only now did she realize that she was wrong. It is different from the father who whipped himself for the sake of the ceremony. What Ren Yuan is doing at the moment is made up of pure malice. Unlike his father, who was always worried that he couldn't bear it, the man after (shēn) just wanted to get himself to the limit of patience as soon as possible, and then completely collapsed in this nightmare.

The indescribable pain ran down the spine, starting from the lower back, and climbing up little by little. This endless painful torture evokes the same memories that the girl once had, only compared to the steel needles that had not penetrated into the bone marrow at that time. At this moment, Ren Yuan's methods were rough and savage, and the piercing was deeper, more painful, and more unbearable for her.

The pain of this climb up to the back of the head stopped. She could even feel the tooth-aching "squeak" sound of the two thick, hard steel needles as they pierced through the skull. The tremor traveled down the skull to the cochlea, and then gathered again in the mind with the sharp pain.

"Alright, then let's start peeling. Let me first tell you that if you want to peel off the skin perfectly, it is a very delicate work, and maybe there will be some pain in the process. But don't worry, it won't be any more unbearable than the pain in your back at the moment. Later, when the juice was applied, it was painful. Ren Yuan admonished slowly and in a low voice

"Don't move, or else

If so, I won't be able to completely peel off such a beautiful pair of skins. If it is broken, it will not look good when it is filled later. ”

As she spoke, the girl felt a cold and thin blade against her forehead. A cone of pain erupted from his forehead, and a dull ache from the back of his head collided in his brain.

"Don't, I don't want it, you don't want it!" Nie Pu finally became frightened, and shouted in panic, swinging his head violently, trying to avoid the cutting qíng blade.

However, Ren Yuan's hand was surprisingly steady, and the probe pinched the girl's (jiāo) pretty little head. The hand holding the knife was surprisingly steady, unaffected by the latter's struggle, and slowly and forcefully sliced downward, tearing sharp pain spreading across the girl's face.

"Daddy! Help me! Help me! I can't take it anymore! Nie Pu let out a sad scream, and then Ren Yuan pinched his chin stiffly, leaving only the unknown syllables of the mouth in his throat.

"I can't save your child..."

A helpless and heavy voice sounded in Nie Pu's mind, and her father's pale and aging face appeared in front of her. It was a familiar look for a young girl, and for countless nights she had fallen asleep with her father in the sound of the moaning next door. And every morning when I served my father to wash, I would see that my old father was a little weaker overnight.

"You save me, father, help me, I can't hold on." Nie Pu cried, "Don't you know a lot, a lot of powerful (jìn) techniques?" Can you bear to watch me being tortured like this? ”

"Useless child, I'm dead, I don't have the ability to help you anymore, even if I'm still alive..."The old man smiled bitterly, "I'm far from his opponent." ”

"So what should I do?" Nie Pu asked desperately

"Tell him, boy, tell him... Just tell him and you're free. The girl's father advised, "Otherwise, he will torture you to death." ”

"I can't say!" Nie Pu's already wavering spirit suddenly hardened, "I can't say, didn't you say that as long as I leaked the adult's information, she would no longer be blessed by me?" Without the protection of that adult, what difference is there between me and death! ”

"Xiao Pu, that just makes you an ordinary..."

"I don't want to be an ordinary person!" Nie Puli shouted, "You and your mother didn't leave me anything, except for the blessing of that adult, what else do I have?" Do you want me to live that kind of mediocre and humble (jiàn) life?! If you want me to be an ordinary person now, how can I be an ordinary person? ”

"It's not a blessing, it's just a curse... It will bring suffering to those on your (shēn) side. The old man sighed and said, "Give up, child. ”

"I don't care what kind of suffering (shēn) people will suffer, I just know that this will allow me to live a rich life without hard work." Nie Pu's face was violently distorted by pain, and he said with red eyes and almost madness: "I will never give up this protection!" ”‘

"Well, since Xiao Pu insists on this, then there is only one way to save you." The man said with a heavy face

"What's the solution?" Nie Pu asked in surprise

"You have to rely on that adult, only that adult has the ability to save you!" The man's aging and decadent face suddenly became invigorated, glowing with a different kind of brilliance, and his tone was passionate, "Xiaopu, do you remember when your father took you to meet that adult and held a ceremony for you?" ”

"Of course I remember, I will never forget what happened that day."

"Do you remember where we met the Lord and held the ceremony?"