Chapter 187: Punishment
The second wife's face changed, "Dao, Dao Chief, what do you mean, I'm a ghost?" His voice trembled.
Zishan Dao looked straight behind the second wife, and I chuckled in my heart, he seemed to be staring at me. No way, he definitely can't see me, I'm transparent now, just a cloud of consciousness.
I cautiously moved to the side, and the compass pointer in the hand of the Taoist chief also moved, and the red arrow pointed at me.
Everyone else saw that the eyes of the Taoist chief were behind the second wife, and everyone was so frightened that they ran behind the Taoist chief, and the second wife was even more pale and delicate, and at this time she didn't pay attention to the difference between men and women, and pulled Zishan Daochang's sleeves and didn't let go.
No matter how I turned, the needle of the compass was pointing at me, and Zishan Daochang's serious expression suddenly smiled: "This 'ghost' is probably an old friend." He raised his voice, "Old friend, are you surnamed Li or Lin?" β
If Li Damin is changed at this time, he will definitely be dead in the end, but he will not show up or answer. But I'm embarrassed, hesitate for a moment and slowly show my original form.
My silhouette appeared out of thin air, everyone shouted, and the butler rolled his eyes, directly scared to death.
When I all appeared, Zishan Dao smiled, put the compass back on the jacket, and chatted like an old friend, "How long have you been here?" β
I said, "Since the eldest prince started making trouble, I arrived, and then I saw you appear." β
I looked at the eldest prince and smiled and greeted, "Hello." β
The eldest prince was like having asthma, shortness of breath, lying on the ground, and began to foam at the mouth and convulsions.
"What about your brother surnamed Li?" Zishan Dao asked.
No matter how honest I am, I can't tell him everything, and said with a mysterious smile, we are going our separate ways.
Zishan Daochang's face was a little stiff, a little unhappy, he didn't continue to ask, and said: "Since Xiaoyou has appeared, there is no need to hide your head and tail, we can cooperate and help each other." β
My throat moved, I didn't know whether to promise him or not, and now I was the only one, and I had to take all the decisions myself, which was not very comfortable. I gritted my teeth, "Okay, it's my honor to work with the Taoist, let's go together." β
Zishan Dao Chang turned back to the others and said, "This is an old friend of mine, although he is a yin thing, he is not harmed by anyone, you don't have to be afraid. β
At this time, the eldest prince also woke up, and everyone hugged tightly, not daring to follow.
Zishan Dao smiled, enjoying the feeling at this time, and he asked the housekeeper to lead the way. The housekeeper didn't dare to approach me at all, so he walked around tremblingly, came to the front and turned around three times, and led everyone into the old man's practice secret room.
The room is well repaired, clean, no extra furniture, wooden chairs and wooden tables, a few rows of antique shelves, quiet and dull, no sound, which makes people very uncomfortable. There seemed to be some unsettling sensation flowing through the air.
When we arrived at this place, the Taoist chief and I were able to calm down, and the others were so frightened that their legs were weak, and they relied on each other to not fall.
The housekeeper said tremblingly, go, go inside, it is the master's practice room.
I walked in front of him, walked through the hallway, came to a room, pushed open the wooden door and walked in. There was a carpet inside, and the whole room was empty, and there was a word written on the wall, "Xian". Zishan Dao sat cross-legged on the carpet, and I sat next to him. The others came in one after another, but they did not dare to approach, and they were all piled up at the door.
The housekeeper said, "Dao Chief, this is where I found out that the old man had passed away, and when I came, he was no longer dead, his head drooped, and he was out of breath." β
Zishan Daoist took out the compass, put it on the ground, and looked at it carefully. I was next to me, and I could see that the hands of the compass were spinning, and the red hands were pointing at me. Zishan Daoist smiled: "Xiaoyou, you are too disturbing the compass here, why don't you go out and wait first, and I will call you when I find a problem." β
Zishan Daoist is so polite, I am embarrassed to say anything, so I stood up and arched my hands and walked out. The people at the door all dispersed with a "whoosh", several meters away. I went outside, anxiously waiting, thinking about my next steps.
I can't think of any meaningful ideas when I think about it, and no one calls me after waiting for a long time, what's going on. I couldn't wait any longer, so I went back and walked down the corridor to the practice room, and as soon as I entered, I was stunned, everyone was gone, and there was no trace.
Strange, where are these people?
I was standing at the door just now, I didn't see who went out, is there a back door in the room? I was thinking about it, and suddenly I saw that there was a problem with the word "immortal" written on the wall, and the word "mountain" on the left and right was distorted, and I saw it for a long time before I understood that the wall where the word "immortal" was actually a door, and somehow opened, and the two radicals on the left and right were on the two door panels, so there was this effect in front of me.
Obediently, it turned out that there was another space in this room, and it was obvious that these people had gotten in.
I came to the secret door, because I was only a mass of consciousness, I couldn't touch the real thing, so I could only barely get in through the gap in the middle with my side. After entering, it was very dark inside, and there was a lampstand nailed to the wall, and a small flame was burning on it, and the general scene could still be seen.
There was a black hallway, and I went down it, and at the end there was another door, which had been pushed open, and there was a sound of talking from inside.
I leaned sideways through the doorway, and inside was a stone chamber, made entirely of stone, rough in appearance, but full of antiquity. There were many kinds of lampstands nailed to the wall, and they were all lit with flames, and a cluster of flames was faint, and many flames together illuminated the place very brightly.
The furnishings in the room made me look extremely cold. On the ground in the center, a large symbol was drawn, which was a strange pattern several meters in size, which was really indescribable, and it seemed to be painted with some bright red dye. On the opposite wall, there was a large cross-shaped torture instrument with several thick belts hanging from it, which seemed to be used to tie people's limbs.
Next to this torture instrument is a torture bed, which is also used by fixed people. Scattered on the ground were a pile of fragmentary torture instruments, including a soldering iron, a brazier, a whip, a fire hook, a knife, a bucket...... It's a mess, and it looks like the scum hole of the Sino-US Cooperation Institute. To put it simply, this stone room is a secret torture chamber, not to mention torture.
Everyone gathered around and discussed, the second wife, a weak woman, had never seen these things, and sat on the side with her head on her hands, her face as white as paper. The housekeeper persuaded her to go out first, and this little lady was also quite strong, but she didn't leave, saying that she wanted to get out of the way.
I walked over and asked, "Dao Chief, what's going on?" β
These people were too focused to notice me coming in, and when they saw me, it was like seeing a ghost, and they all ran to the side. Daoist Zishan was inspecting the torture instrument of the cross, and when he saw that it was me, he said, "This should be the place where Master Fan held the eldest wife." β
My jaw dropped in shock, "The big lady isn't digging for treasure?" β
Zishan Daoist looked at me with a smile, "Xiaolin, you are really naΓ―ve, what kind of treasure are you digging." The eldest lady always used bruising medicine and painkillers, just because Master Fan had been torturing her in this secret room, and then healed her after being injured, and then injured again, and tortured repeatedly. β
"Well, that's all your guess, right?" I was dumbfounded, my tongue sticking out, and I didn't retract it for a long time.
"Just look at that." Zishan Daochang picked up a small rattan box on the ground, "This was just found under the bed." β
I smiled bitterly: "Dao Chief, I am not capable enough to touch the physical objects of this world. β
Zishan Daoist looked at me thoughtfully, and he opened the box, which was filled with thick rice paper and calligraphy written on it. After taking it out, I saw that these are simplified characters, which don't look like traditional brush writing methods, and use hard pen penmanship, as if someone is holding a brush to write fountain pen words.
He unfolded a few to show me, and he knew all the words written on them, and they were quite clear.
"The seventh day of September. This's mouth is really tight, and she just won't say anything when I try my best. I spent a lot of money on a lot of connections, got to know an old criminal who retired from Ouchi, and wanted to learn some methods of coercing confessions. This old criminal has served in Dali Temple all his life, specializing in dealing with felons, and has some means. He really told me some methods, one is to pull out nails, pouting fingers, the so-called ten fingers to connect the heart, very few people can survive the ten fingers all pulled. The second is to wrap the body in a white cloth after hitting the scaly wounds all over the body, and when the wound heals and adhesions, then tear the white cloth open, and the wound will break again, and it will be a piece of flesh when it is torn, which is absolutely sour. β
I saw chills all over my body.
Zishan Daoist spread out a few other pieces of paper casually, I looked at it, basically it was a record of forced confessions, and a lot of information was mentioned on it, it was indeed Old Man Fan who tortured the eldest wife during his lifetime, and the cruelty of the means was so cruel that I didn't think about it. I ended up feeling a little sick to my stomach and chills.
"Why would he do that?" I asked.
Zishan Dao Chang pointed to the second wife sitting on the side, "Master Fan has never moved a finger from her. β
"Why? What the hell is wrong with this big lady? Why did Master Fan torture her so much? My throat moved: "I have been to the bardo realm before, and it is full of refractions of the human heart......"
As soon as he said this, Daoist Zishan stared at me, "What kind of place do you say this is?" β
"Middle, bardo realm." I'm a little confused.
Zishan Daoist smiled and didn't continue to speak.