Chapter 57: The Cruel Reality
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After a while, no newcomers arrived, Liao Ye took a step forward with a smile and said, "Very good, that's all." ”
The newcomers who came to the square looked at this general teacher with apprehension, the fierceness of his first day had been remembered by all people, but it was only remembered, but it had not yet been engraved in the bones.
Liao Ye glanced at the audience and said with a smile: "I like your non-compliance with the rules, please continue to maintain it in the future." ”
The newcomers all looked at each other, and his tone was very sincere, and it was completely impossible to tell that he was saying the opposite.
Then Liao Ye said indifferently: "Now it is announced that those who arrive on time will not be punished, each person who is late will be given ten lashes, and those who are late for a quarter of the incense will be given ten lashes, and those who have not arrived at the scene at the moment when the incense is burned will be killed." ”
The newcomers suddenly fried the pot, most of them were late, and they had to be beaten ten times when they were late, and those who had not yet arrived after the incense burned out had to be killed.
Although they had already learned about Liao Ye's ferocity yesterday, they still didn't expect it to be so cruel.
"Those who make noise for no reason will be given ten more lashes. Liao Ye said lightly.
The yellow-robed disciples waiting on the edge of the square were in a state of shock, and they threw themselves into the crowd fiercely, and the crowd was in an uproar for a while.
Yang Buxian and Ruan Zihui looked at this scene incredulously, and they were glad to have listened to Feng Ning's words.
Feng Ning also frowned and looked at it, Liao Ye's fierceness was also beyond his expectations, and he whispered to the two people on the side: "Don't move." ”
For a while, colorful internal qi erupted everywhere, only to hear Liao Ye's voice come out again: "Those who resist the law enforcement will be killed on the spot." ”
The screams rang out in the crowd, and several huge heads rose into the sky, and the newcomers were dumbfounded when they saw that the disciples who rushed in were merciless.
"Brothers, they don't treat us as human beings, fight with them, ah......" A strong man who had been sentenced to death was beheaded with a sword before he could finish his words.
Liao Ye's smile became more and more cruel, and he said softly: "That's it, quickly disobey, quickly resist, so that I can kill all you trash." ”
Feng Ning, who was standing in front, heard his words, his pupils shrank, and he realized that this general teaching was no longer purely to teach newcomers, but to satisfy his perverted heart.
To put it bluntly, this is a madman, a madman who must not be provoked.
The problem is that the strength of this madman is extremely strong, and in his keen perception, this Liao Ye is the person who thinks he is the strongest threat to him except Yin Tianwen.
He took a deep breath and whispered to Yang Buzhi and Ruan Zihui beside him: "Don't move, Zihui, remember, as long as we are still in White Devil Town for a day, we must not disobey the teachings."
Unless it's something that involves a bottom line decision to defend at the cost of your life. ”
After he said this, Liao Ye glanced at him inadvertently, with a hint of imperceptible boredom in his eyes.
After killing a few newcomers who dared to resist, everyone was silent, and they were obediently driven to the execution ground that had already been erected by the yellow-robed disciples who surrounded them.
Of the more than 200 newcomers, only forty-seven were not late, and the rest were driven to the front of the execution ground and lined up.
At some point, more than a dozen platforms had been erected on the side of the square, on which a large rough cross was propped up.
The newcomers who broke the rules were brought to the platforms one by one and roughly tied to the cross, and on each platform stood a yellow-robed disciple with a pitch-black whip.
The yellow-robed disciples who were executed were expressionless, but there was a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes.
Another disciple who brought the newcomer to the execution table accurately reported the punishment that the newcomer was about to receive.
Ten lashes, twenty lashes, thirty lashes, as long as they report the number, no one dares to question it anymore, and those who question it will be regarded as resisting and killed.
The sound of whipping and screams came and went, and the newlyweds who were whipped used their colorful internal qi to resist the whip, but it was useless.
The pitch-black whip was like a demon's tentacles, which could easily shatter the internal qi on their bodies, and then leave terrifying blood marks on them.
Ten lashes, many newcomers can still bear it, twenty lashes is already the limit of most people, most of the people who accept more than thirty lashes faint and don't know whether they live or die, not to mention those who are directly executed.
The forty-seven people who arrived on time watched the entire execution process with great joy in their hearts, and all of them realized the origin of the name White Devil Town.
Isn't that white-robed man standing with his hands in his hands a real white demon?
Amid the wails of the newcomers, those who had not died after the execution were taken down for medical treatment.
As the morning passed, the hellish feast of the whip was finally over.
In just one morning, six of the more than 200 newcomers were directly executed, and more than a dozen newcomers who had received more than 30 lashes were dying, and they didn't know if they could survive it.
After the execution, Liao Ye did not reprimand, but all newcomers remembered that they must obey the orders of the instructor at all times, unless you are ready to accept punishment, including death.
At lunchtime, only about half of the newcomers were able to sit in the restaurant to eat, and the rest of them couldn't get out of bed.
The food is quite abundant and unlimited, but the newcomers to the meal are frowning.
Each of these foods has a strong medicinal smell when you eat it, and you can feel a slight heat after eating it.
Although it can be guessed that these foods may be specially formulated and good for the body, unpalatable is unpalatable.
Especially for Feng Ning, who has tasted the food made by Xia Xiaochu, it is simply difficult to swallow.
Still, he tried to eat as much as he could, for no one knew what awaited them in the coming days.
Seeing that Yang Buji and Ruan Zihui only ate a little bit, Feng Ning persuaded them to eat a lot, and after the morning's events, the two trusted Feng Ning even more, and frowned and ate some more.
In the afternoon, perhaps because there were too many injured newcomers, Liao Ye did not continue to torture them, everyone was taken to a spacious hall, and even those who couldn't get out of bed were carried to the hall.
The hall is somewhat similar to the large classroom of Feng Ning's previous university, with a podium placed at the front.
Standing at the edge of the podium was a tall, plump woman with a delicate face, about twenty-five or sixteen years of age, wearing a tight-fitting black gauze skirt that framed her figure forward and backward???? Seeing that the newcomers had arrived, she stood on the podium and said casually: "I am your theoretical teacher Ling Hong, and I will explain to you the exercises and other theoretical knowledge every week.
Today, I will first tell you about the basic knowledge of the spiritual world. Many of you may have learned something from your family's records, but please listen carefully.
It doesn't matter if you don't listen carefully, if you don't understand something, you can't ask questions after you come down, because I don't want to answer, I'm just here to perfunctory you, that's all. ”
The newcomers were stunned, so clearly said that they were here to perfunctory us, is this really good?
Then Ling Hong started her teaching, her speed of speech was very slow, and there was no planning in the process of narration.
No one dared to question her teaching process, and the experience in the morning square completely made the newcomers recognize the cruel reality.
Although Ling Hong said that she was here to perfunctory, Feng Ning was still hungry to absorb this knowledge.
He is not like the other newcomers, who have more or less already understood these common senses, as an outsider, and he is also from the ghost place of Qizhou, he has never had the opportunity to contact these before