"Sticker plus official!"

Listening to what old Deng Tou said, three words popped up in my head.

Tie Jia Guan, also called Kai Jia Guan, is a kind of torture invented by Dongchang in the Ming Dynasty, when the torture is carried out, the limbs of the prisoner are fixed on the bed, and the mulberry paper that is not easy to tear is soaked and pasted on the face of the prisoner.

Each time he pasted it, he poured water, and usually when the fifth one was pasted, the prisoner would not be able to hold on, stop struggling, and suffocate to death.

At this time, the prisoner will step forward and carefully inspect the five sheets of mulberry paper, which are stacked on top of each other and are almost dry, and they are uneven and distinct, like a mask dancing on the stage, which is the origin of the name "Paste Officer".

In this kind of punishment, the prisoner has no obvious injuries on his body after death, and it is not easy to be noticed.

Because this kind of punishment is too inhumane, it has been banned since the Republic of China, and now it can only be seen in some film and television dramas.

I didn't expect this guy to come up with such a vicious way to deal with his own father.

The village chief also said that the three brothers of the old Deng family are well-known filial sons, so they are still filial sons?

"Come in!"

Hearing this, Huang Feng spoke lightly.

As before, there was still no emotional change in Huang Feng's voice, he was as calm as a robot.

If I'm not mistaken, Huang Feng said that the old man of the Deng family, who died, used to be kind to him.

With Huang Feng's opening, the door that couldn't be opened no matter how much he pulled it squeaked, and a small crack opened by himself.

Seeing this, Lao Deng Tou crawled into the house, then slammed the door shut, leaned his back on the door, panting heavily, and in addition to being frightened, there were two tear stains on his face.

"Say, why did you kill the old man?" Huang Feng sat cross-legged on the kang and stared at Lao Deng lightly.

This unexpected calmness soothed Lao Dengtou's emotions.

"We can't help it!"

The old Deng who had eased up a little bit opened his mouth, and tears fell, "It is said that there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, and our brother has taken care of my father for twenty years, I don't know what the two of them are like, but I can guarantee that I have no complaints!" ”

"I didn't complain, so I killed my own father!" I couldn't hold back and opened my mouth to mock.

The punishment of sticking to the official is extremely cruel, suffocating the tortured person to death, and often used to extinguish the mouth, if this brother has no complaints, can he treat his own father like this?

"We have no choice but to do it!" When the old Deng Tou heard the sadness, he put his head on the ground and cried.

"I'm Nima!"

I'm a little speechless, you suffocated your own father to death, and in the end, it made you feel like I wronged you.

"Come, tell me how you were forced to do it!" I was so angry that I pointed to the old Deng Tou and said.

Lao Deng raised his head, wiped his tears, and there was a touch of unconvincing on his face, "In the past few years, my grandson, the second grandson, and the third grandson have always been sick, and they have been running to the hospital twice in three days to check, and there is nothing wrong with it, all year round, I have to spend a few months in the hospital!" ”

"What does this have to do with you killing your dad?" I couldn't hold back and started again.

"We looked for someone to see it, saying that my father could live so long because he borrowed the life span of the descendants of our old Deng family, so our grandchildren and daughters will be frequently sick and hospitalized!" Old Deng stiffened his neck and roared.

"So you killed your own father?" I asked rhetorically.

"We can't help it!"

Old Deng Tou cried again.

"Who showed it to you?" Huang Feng asked.

Old Deng was stunned and said, "Liu Banxian is looking for someone to show me!" ”

"Liu Banxian?"

The corners of Huang Feng's mouth showed a hint of coldness, and he continued to ask: "That Eight Immortals are also what Liu Banxian is looking for, right?" ”

"Yes!"

Old Deng Tou nodded.

"What happened when I was buried?" Huang Feng continued to ask.

"At the beginning of the burial, we didn't want to find the Eight Immortals to carry the coffin, but the coffin was not lifted, and there was no way, so we found Wu Laosan's Eight Immortals to carry the coffin!"

Lao Deng Tou said while recalling: "After Wu Laosan arrived, he didn't lift it up for the first time, and then he got a talisman and pasted it on the coffin, and made three nails with rust, and resealed the coffin before lifting the coffin!" ”

"When I carried it to the cemetery, it suddenly became cloudy, and a few drops of rain fell!"

"At that time, Liu Banxian burned a handful of talisman paper, lit three incense sticks and inserted them in the grave, and placed some tributes, and the sky suddenly cleared!"

"I muttered at the time, I knew that my father must have blamed us for killing him, he didn't want to leave, he wanted to come back!"

"Liu Banxian and I assured him, he said that he would be fine, but I didn't expect that on the second day of the burial, accidents began to happen!"

Old Deng stumbled and told the reason for the incident.

"Fools, you brothers have been deceived!"

After listening to this, Huang Feng said coldly.