The sun shone through the small window on the roof of the cell and shone on the ugly and withered face of the lame man, and it was nearly noon.

In the dim corner that Sun Cripple couldn't see, there was a long old wooden table, on which were placed six porcelain jars of different sizes and shapes and a mahogany box, and a tall thin figure with his head covered by a black robe was standing beside the table, carefully stroking those porcelain jars, and after listening to Mu Yang's words, he slowly turned around, revealing a pale and old wrinkled face.

"That might not be enough for three days and three nights. The old man reminded.

Mu Yang looked at the old man and smiled, and said, "It won't take that long, at most a stick of incense, you can leave." ”

"That's ...... price"

"The price remains the same. ”

"Okay. What do you want to know. The old man seemed relieved.

"I've heard that you did a lot of business when you were younger. ”

"Yes, I had to make a living. The old man sighed, and as he spoke, he turned around, picked up a porcelain jar and carefully put it into the wooden box, and at the moment when his hands just touched the porcelain jar, there was a fine rustling sound, obviously, the porcelain jar was filled with living creatures.

"You've been a butcher, a tailor, a veterinarian, and a killer, right?"

"You know a lot about my past. The old man picked up another porcelain jar and turned his head to look at Muyang.

Mu Yang looked at the old man's slender and withered hands pressed on the porcelain jar and said, "But I know that what you are most proud of in this life is the experience of being the warden of the Song King Prison in Xiping County, specializing in torturing cultivators. ”

"Well, the ten years in Xiping County not only put the skills I learned in the first half of my life to use, but also gave me a deeper understanding of the criminal law and the structure of the human body in Daxia.

The old man's voice was undisguised with pride.

"I once saw in the book, saying that there are a total of thirty-six sets of torture instruments in the Wangcheng Prison of Xiping County, and there are ninety-four kinds of torture methods clearly listed in the criminal code, and the weight of the prison is firmly at the top of the eighteen princely states of Great Xia, especially the last thirteen kinds of torture, each of which is said to make the tortured person regret coming to this world, is it so terrifying?"

"I'm afraid it's even more terrifying than you think. The old man put the second clay pot into the wooden box and said, "But there is one thing you said that is not right. ”

"Oh?"

"The number of tortures is not thirteen, but seventeen. ”

"Really?" Mu Yang was surprised: "I obviously remember that it was written in the book that it was thirteen. ”

The last four were not included in the penal code. ”

"Why?"

"Because it was too cruel, after I invented them, no one dared to use them in the entire Xiping County Prison, and they were abolished by the adults in charge of the prison. ”

"What? Those four kinds of torture came from your old hand?"

"You don't believe me?"

"No, of course I do, just a bit of a surprise. After a pause, Mu Yang said again: "The torture that even the executioners dare not use must be terrible." ”

"It's terrible, and the first thirteen types of torture are a complete joke compared to these four. ”

"Can you tell me what these four types of torture are?"

"Of course, I don't think you're still interested in prison?" the old man seemed pleased.

"It's just curious, my master said that every old man is a priceless treasure, and there will be things in him that you can never finish. Mu Yang said humbly.

"Your master must be a great man. ”

"What are the four types of torture?"

"The first one I named the ant on the tree. The old man's deep voice seemed to rise suddenly.

"Oh, what?"

"In the desert three hundred miles northwest of Black Rock City, there is an ant that is pitch black and has two red spots on its head, have you ever heard of it?"

"You're talking about the red-headed fly that you have been eating since birth and can't get enough for your whole life?"

"Yes, that's it. This kind of ant eats very slowly, and it takes at least three days for a thousand ants to eat a piece of meat the size of a thumb, so I took advantage of this characteristic and invented the ant to go up the tree. The method is very simple, that is, hang the prisoner in the air, only put his feet on the ground, cut a few bloody wounds on the soles of his feet, and put a group of red-headed flies underneath, these small things will swarm up after smelling blood, and the ants that can't squeeze in will step on the body of their companions and climb up, just like going up a tree, and finally crawl all over the prisoner's body, burrowing into his nose, ears, eyes...... Because the red-headed fly eats slowly, it can ensure that the prisoner will not die within three days, if you want the prisoner to live longer, just reduce the number of ants, there was a prisoner who was eaten for 27 days before dying, what do you think of this punishment?"

"Ten thousand ants devour bodies, the pain is unbearable, and it is really cruel. ”

The old man laughed twice and said, "Actually, I prefer the second one to the ants to go up the tree. ”

"Really, tell me quickly, what is the second one?" Mu Yang hurriedly asked.

"There is a kind of aquatic insect called Acacia butterfly in southern Xinjiang, this insect is male and female, the female insect is three inches long, the body is as thin as silk, it lives by boarding in the body of fish and shrimp to suck its blood, the male insect is slightly longer than the female insect, likes to eat rain and dew, this kind of insect will mate and lay eggs every sunset, there is a mysterious connection between each pair of Acacia butterflies, no matter how far you separate them, you can find each other, my second torture is to put the prisoner into a large tank filled with water, let the prisoner dip in water below the neck, and then take a hundred pairs of twin silkworms, forcibly separate them, the female worm is poured into the prisoner's body, the male worm is put into the water tank, every day at duskIn order to find the female, the male worm will crawl on the prisoner's body to find the entrance to get in, and the female worm will also drill out of the prisoner's body in order to have a tryst with the male, and finally they will meet between the two strands of the prisoner, and after the copulation, the female worm will drill back into the prisoner's body to lay eggs, and I will name this punishment: Butterfly Love Flower ......"

"Say no more!

Hearing this, the lame man on the iron frame suddenly let out a heart-rending wail.

"Muyang, tell him to stop talking! I said, I promise to tell you everything I know, and I will never tell half a lie, dead man Zhang, I remember who you are, you are the dead man Zhang Laoqi of the coffin shop!"

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On the way back to Black Rock City in the early morning, Mu Yang had been thinking about how to interrogate Sun Cripple.

The sinister and treacherous demon is famous in the mainland, after several betrayals, Mu Yang gradually lost confidence in his judgment, at least, in front of the demon, he does not have the ability to distinguish the truth from the fake at a glance, which makes him have to be extra cautious about interrogating Sun Cripple.

In order to save unnecessary trouble and save time, he paid some price to invite Zhang Laoqi.

This pale, thin, shriveled old man had opened a coffin shop in Black Rock City, and his experience as the warden of the Xiping County Prison had been widely circulated in the city, but as time went on, many people had forgotten about it, and many others would believe it.

But Muyang knew that the stories that seemed to be used to scare children were true.

Because the leader of the horse thieves he helped Ge Tianbing catch three months ago was tortured by the old man for three days and three nights before he died, and when he was tortured, he and Wang Fatsun and the lame man were present, but then they couldn't stand the bloody and cruel scene so that the three of them withdrew in advance.

After that day, Mu Yang did not eat for three days and three nights of nausea, and he believed that Sun Cripple would not forget the situation of that day, although they only heard a word from the executioner, and did not see his face clearly from beginning to end.

Muyang's method proved to be effective.

When Sun Cripple heard that the old voice behind him turned out to be Zhang Laoqi, he suddenly understood what the thing that made those strange sounds was, and the whole person collapsed instantly.

The process of interrogation was particularly smooth.

When Muyang walked out of the open cell, only half an hour had passed.

"Done?"

Ge Tianbing, Feng Sanniang and Wang Tiezhu have been standing outside the door, Zhang Laoqi, who came out in advance, didn't even leave, and when he saw Muyang coming out, Ge Tianbing asked.

"I'm sure he's telling the truth. ”

Mu Yang glanced at the box in Ge Tianbing's arms, felt a little familiar, and said, "What is this?"

"The tool used by Sun Cripple to torture Sakura. Ge Tianbing gritted his teeth and said.

Mu Yang immediately understood what Ge Tianbing meant, he smiled at Zhang Laoqi reluctantly, and said, "You haven't gone back yet?"

Zhang Laoqi snorted, and said unhappily: "I knew that you invited me to come just to say a few words of gossip, so I didn't come, or does Lord Gecheng know how to respect the old and love the young, Sun Cripple's set of things, I'm afraid he won't use it, I want to point out on the side, do you want to stay and watch?"

"No, no, no. Muyang waved his hand again and again, "It's still not necessary, what about you, Sanniang, Tiezhu, and you also want to join in the fun? ”

"He killed my father, I want to avenge him!" Wang Tiezhu said with tears in his eyes.

"Over the years, many women in the city have died tragically at his hands, and I want to cut them a few times. Feng Sanniang's face was angry, and she gritted her teeth and said.

Mu Yang looked at this and that, and finally his eyes stayed on Zhang Laoqi, and suddenly asked, "What are the third and fourth types of torture called?"