The little officials in Guang'an City are like ants on a hot pot in the room, sitting for a while and standing up for a while, as if whether they are standing or sitting, even if they are lying on their stomachs, they still can't relieve the inner entanglement in the slightest. I knew that this was the case, why bother in the first place, alas, it was really annoying. Just a few hundred taels of silver, why did he do that thing with a hot head at that time, yes, those people were really not worth mentioning at the beginning, and they couldn't be compared with him, a person in the yamen, but now at this time, they have turned over. They only need to write three sentences to get the people in their official palace to the Prime Minister's Imperial Palace, and being locked up here and unable to get out is no different from being imprisoned.

It's been five days, as soon as he arrived in Chengdu, he was brought here and locked up, except for eating, drinking, and Lazar every day, he can't go out, he can't contact anyone, if he wants to write to the court, he can write a recital, and the Yushi Yamen will help present it, except that, he is not allowed to write to his family, let alone to others.

Even the windows were locked from the outside, and only a little outside light could be seen through the cracks in the windows.

He's almost going crazy, and he's going to be crazy if he keeps him locked up.

During the day, he could occasionally hear the sound of people talking and walking in the corridor outside, and he didn't know who it was, and sometimes he asked the person who came to deliver the food who was talking outside, but the person who delivered the food shook his head and did not speak, and he even wondered if the person who delivered the food was dumb.

Bang bang...

He was startled when he heard a loud voice coming from the hallway or the next room. He stood up in confusion and listened intently for a moment, the sound of tables and chairs shattering... He put his ear to the door and listened carefully.

It seemed to be coming from the hallway, a voice from a room.

Bang, it was another sound as if something was hitting the wall.

"Ahh

"Give me a hard beating, if you don't fight, I'll see you!"

"Ahh It was as if he was in great pain, but he couldn't hold back his cry. The little official shuddered in his ears with fright, and he couldn't help but think of the fact that such sounds often came from prisons, and he was an official of the criminal department, and sometimes he would go to the prison to find people, and occasionally pass by the place where the prisoners were tortured, and he would often hear such screams. What an iron brush brushed a few times and then 'bathed' with chili oil... It's not that he doesn't know.

"You'd better be honest, otherwise you'll suffer, these people are all masters I invited from the Criminal Department, they have 10,000 ways to make your life worse than death, aren't you hard-mouthed, aren't you sharp-toothed, okay, the teeth will be pulled out one by one!"

"What? Spray something into the back through the opening? Isn't the opening bleeding, how can you still stuff something into it? Blow air? That's not good, I heard that people will die as soon as the air enters the body? What, it's okay? Oh, that's it, you guys are too good at playing, it's painful and swollen, it's good, that's what you want, I'll take a look. 228 Literature Network

"Ahh He took a few steps back and sat on the ground.

"That's... Is that the voice of a man?" the little official was not sure what it was, or was it a sound that a person could make, like the sound of being strangled by the neck, turned over his lips and teeth, and having his tongue cut out.

The little official's legs couldn't help but tremble for a while, followed by a burst of uncontrollable urine, and then a burst of warmth in the lower body...

In fact, on the third floor, there are not many people who are scared to pee, of course, that's because there are not many people on the third floor, Chen Letian and they are talking about a classic history in a certain room, Liu Daming is quoting scriptures and talking about it, and Chen Letian is unfathomable on the side. But the person in front of him, who was still forcibly arguing, began to feel a little strange when he heard the sound of the chair and table at first, but he didn't pay attention to it, and then the sound of people falling, the sound of threats, the sound of discussing what kind of punishment, and then the extremely miserable scream just now, directly made this person stunned.

There was a cold sweat on his back, a hot sweat on his forehead, and his whole body was tight, and he knelt down on the spot.

"My lord, this—" He was still young, and he was only thinking at this moment, that he was only in his early thirties, should he be tortured like this? But what he didn't know was that there was still an age for punishment, and even if there was an age, shouldn't the young be more able to be tortured than the old?

He was just a little deranged. Kneeling on the ground, I didn't know what to say for a while, or I didn't dare to say anything.

"You go out and see, what's going on, let them shut their mouths and make a noise!" Chen Letian instructed Liu Daming with an impatient look.

Liu Daming also obviously didn't expect someone to make such a scream, he was stunned, and came back after going out for a while: "You can't blame them, they said that they were originally gagged but I don't know how that person actually spit it out, and they have now re-plugged...

"It's not professional at all, what kind of punishment department specializes in torture, if I listen to these sounds every day, my ears will be deafening. I'm going to criticize them tonight, don't stop me, I don't think they know how to make progress if they don't criticize them. Chen Letian said and glanced at the classic history, the classic history and Chen Letian's eyes met, and suddenly it was as if he had been beaten, and his whole body shrank.

"Okay, you think about it for yourself first, I'm in a bad mood when I'm disturbed, I'll stop here today, and I'll talk about it tomorrow. With that, Chen Letian and Liu Daming walked out of the door.

The guards relocked the door, and Chen Letian and Liu Daming came to the side of the closed mountain leaning against the railing of the corridor. The three of them looked at the curtain in the room together. Listen to the ventriloquist behind the curtain.

Sometimes the sound of many people whispering, sometimes the sound of fists hitting flesh and bones, and more importantly, the sound of people in great pain or very unbearable pain. There are many kinds of voices in this situation, from unbearable cries of pain, uncomfortable moans of breathlessness, and confessions of fear... But no matter how many there are, there is one thing that these voices have in common, and that is their infectiousness. Just like the plague, even people who have not suffered from this kind of pain will not be able to help but feel cold all over their bodies after hearing this sound, and they want to cover their ears and stay away from this sound as soon as possible.

It's so realistic! Chen Letian couldn't help but sigh quietly, and even he, a soldier in the army who could be regarded as murderous, couldn't help but feel a chill in his back when he heard these voices, let alone other people. He wondered if there was really a hellish torture going on behind the curtain to make such a terrifying cry of pain.