But I heard someone shouting: "It's three o'clock in the afternoon!" ”

Nafu Yin glared at him and shouted, "Open it!" ”

But I saw an old executioner, carrying a suitcase, and came to the stage unhurriedly.

Putting down the box, he first took out a small copper stove from inside, and then took out a copper kettle with a slender and curved spout.

The small copper stove rested on the box, and the two pieces of silver charcoal in it were burned red, and the copper kettle sat on the stove, Cao Cao and the others got closer, sniffed their noses, and faintly smelled the aroma of ginseng.

Putting it down, he walked around Wang Ying a few times, chanting words in his mouth, and slowly took off his shirt, revealing his skinny upper body.

Then from a bag around his waist, he felt a fist-sized thing, held it in his palms, and muttered something in his mouth, and suddenly shook in the wind, and everyone in the audience only felt fishy, and when they looked at it, it was an extremely fine fishing net, which was spotted, full of old blood and blackened oil.

Fan Rui originally looked a little listless, but at this moment, his eyes were glaring, and he shouted in a low voice: "Good baby! This thing is terrifying, and if it is used to break the law, it will be invincible. ”

The old executioner threw the fishing net and draped it below the neck of Wang Dwarf, including all the body, hands and feet, and then collected a slipknot, and the net suddenly tightened, causing the skin and flesh on Wang Ying's body to protrude piece by piece, like fish scales.

When Cao Cao saw it, he secretly exclaimed: "That's it, but later generations have come up with such a poisonous punishment!" Last time, Wang Ying once said that this punishment would cost 3,600 knives, but I only said that he was boasting, who can take thousands of knives before dying? Looking at this old man's actions now, I am afraid that the number of 3,600 is not groundless. ”

It is implied in the book that this Ling Chi punishment came from the five dynasties, and when it came to Song Renzong, it was written into the "Song Criminal System", so Cao Cao had never seen it.

The old executioner tied the fishing net, and took out a small knife, no more than three inches long, only one finger wide, still closed in the palm of his hand, muttered for a while, took a large bowl of soju prepared on the side, took a big sip, swallowed it into his stomach, the two old eyes glared, looked at the southeast Xun position, took a long breath, drank a big sip of wine, looked at Wang Ying, poof-

The sip of wine was sprinkled like a cloud of mist, from head to toe, from front to back, everywhere without spraying.

He took a sip of wine for ten breaths, if it was an ordinary person, he would not have such strength, and the spectators in the audience saw such an amazing stunt, and immediately applauded.

The old executioner, however, was unfazed, and drank the third sip of wine slowly, and after these three sips of wine, the bowl was empty.

This sip of wine did not go down, three fingers picked up the knife, sprayed the wine, stomped his feet, and roared like thunder: "Evil evil is coming!" ”

His voice suppressed the cheers of the audience, and the color was suppressed, and then it exploded again.

In the cheers, the old executioner brushed twice, cut off two pieces of meat on Wang Ying's chest, threw and threw them, and shouted in his mouth: "Respect heaven and earth!" “

Twisting his body with another knife, a large piece of skin rolled down from Wang Ying's forehead, covering his eyes, and the executioner shouted: "Cover people's eyes!" ”

The left hand immediately took out a small porcelain jar in the bag on his waist, picked up the nail of his little finger, opened the lid, probed his index finger, and dipped some ointment that he didn't know, and wiped it on Wang Ying's wound very quickly.

This medicine is very good at stopping bleeding, but when it is smeared on the wound, the pain doubles, and it is an unpassed prescription for Ling Chi to cut people.

The effect of the medicine attacked, Wang Ying trembled in pain, and wanted to howl miserably, but he had no tongue, he could only let out a hoarse roar, and the audience was boiling, and it was difficult to smell ten steps away.

Looking at this old executioner again, he no longer had a calm look before, a pair of triangular old eyes stared desperately, his face was solemn and focused, the knife in his hand was as gorgeous as a silver butterfly, and the skin and flesh the size of a fingernail flew around, surrounding Wang Ying's body, faintly falling into a circle.

The old executioner's left hand followed the knife closely, and as soon as the flesh flew out, the ointment was immediately smeared, and with the way he dodged the flesh, it seemed that he was dancing a very strange dance step, cruel, but also had a sense of magnificence.

He cut for a long time before stopping, and his naked body was already drenched in sweat.

The old executioner gasped heavily, handed the knife to his left hand, lifted the copper kettle on the stove, drank it himself, and then stuffed the slender and curved spout into Wang Ying's mouth, and gently tilted, the spout reached out of his throat.

The old executioner's face also glowed with a strange red light, and he was shocked: "Yo, it's amazing! This ginseng, not two hundred years, but also one hundred and fifty years, is worthy of being a court master, and it is not trivial. Hehe, a prisoner in the past, but drink some minced ginseng, where is your blessing? ”

He didn't like pickling, so he took another sip on the spout, his spirit became more and more full, and he smiled with a smile: "The old man has chopped twenty-three people since he became a child, and he has never drunk such a good ginseng soup, thanks to you, drink these few mouthfuls of good soup, I'm afraid that I can live a few more years, hehe, the old man has been lonely all his life, and he never wants to owe favors, and today I have a benefit from you, so I will give you a reputation——"

As he spoke, he held the knife and poked it quickly, cutting off the vocal cords in the cartilage of Wang Dwarf's throat.

Then he smiled and said: "The people who the old man has chopped in his life, all of them are howling and screaming, shouting to break their hearts, it is also ordinary, you eat people and take your tongue, although the screams are not far away, you can still hear them, and now you can't make a sound, don't others admire you as a tough guy?" is also worthy of your identity as the head of the thief of Liangshanbo. You went to see Lord Yama, remember to tell me, Lao Tzu and you, there is no loss or debt. ”

He rested for a moment, regained some strength, smiled gloomily, and swung his knife again to cut.

More than 300 knives before, all cut on the shoulders and arms, but this time it was taken from the abdomen, Wang Dwarf Tiger was short and fat, and the skin on his abdomen was slashed off, revealing the yellow grease inside, and it also flew with the knife.

Gao Yanei's face was already pale, but he had always remembered the competition with Wu Yong, gritted his teeth and endured it, this time he saw Wu Yong vomit, his heart was relieved, and he smelled the rancid smell again, and he vomited, bent down and vomited.

He touched his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with a forced smile: "What I said is good, right?" If you don't eat something, won't you be sad to vomit out bitter gall? ”

Suddenly, I heard the sound of Zi'er next to me, and turned my head to see that it was Li Kui, staring at Wang Ying with great interest, while holding a big bowl, and moistening it from time to time.

Gao Yanei heard the sound of the soft and sticky apricot cheese in his lower abdomen, and then looked at the butter dripping from Wang Ying's belly, his throat itched, and he vomited again, and finally spit out the green bile.

When Li Kui heard the stench, he avoided a few steps unhappily, and said unhappily: "It's useless for you to wait!" If I eat here and you vomit next to me, won't you disgust me? ”

Hurry up and grab a big bowl and take a few sips of sweets to relieve your nausea.

Unexpectedly, the spectators behind them also looked pale, their throats were about to move, and when they heard Li Kui shouting, they all looked at him, and when they saw him holding a bowl and drinking apricot cheese, suddenly a reckless man exclaimed: "Ah, look at that black man but he will live!" I was afraid that I would vomit and lose money on food, so I brought a bowl and drank it back after vomiting. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he was already disgusted, so he puffed and sprayed the person next to him.

Most of these spectators came to look for excitement, and most of them reached the critical point at this time, and when they heard that someone drank the vomit back, they couldn't help but vomit after a little thought. All of a sudden, the sour smell in the audience became stronger, and everyone wanted to cut their noses.

Cao Cao has been on the battlefield for a long time in his life, not to mention the dead, it is common to sleep on the corpse, what a tragic situation he has never seen? It was impossible to be disgusting, but at this moment, seeing more and more people turning into fountains, it was too disgusting, and the throat was also evil, and shouted: "That's it, brothers, I'll wait to rest!" ”

Wu Song, Shi Xiu, Luan Tingyu, Mu Hong, Fan Rui and other heroes all turned pale and shouted: "Go and rest, what's so good about this." ”

Li Kui saw that they were leaving, drank dried apricot cheese in a few sips, stretched out his tongue to lick the bowl, threw the bowl away, pulled Gao Yanei with his left hand, and carried Wu Yong with his right hand, shouting: "Brothers, wait for me!" ”

But I didn't know that this licking of the bowl turned the last few spectators who gritted their teeth into a fountain.

Cao Cao left here, Wang Ying continued to be cut here, poor Wang Ying, even the vocal cords were cut off, and he trembled in pain, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

The old executioner cut once, took a break, poured ginseng soup and cut again, and was busy, cutting Wang Ying 1,200 knives.

The two little prisoners were pale-faced, lifted a slide bar, and sent the old executioner back to rest, and a few more dukes put the pergola that had been erected earlier on Wang Ying's head, leaving one hundred and ten soldiers to guard here, and it will be completed today, and it will be cut for two days tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, until the number of three thousand six hundred knives is gathered, and then it will be killed.

At this time, the underground of the high platform almost became a dung pit, because Li Kui drank apricot cheese for a long time, I don't know how many heroes broke their halberds and sank into the sand, and the number of people who vomited was more than ten times more than ten times more than that of Ling Chi's prisoners in the past, and almost everyone was recruited.

This incident became known all over the city, and when people met them, they asked, "Have you ever gone to see someone to cut people?" You're going to vomit all your intestines, right? ”

In order to avoid talking about their own troubles, those spectators had to shift their focus to Wang Ying: "It's not to brag for him, this person is worthy of being the No. 2 person in Liangshan Village, he is extravagant, don't look at him as fat, ugly and short, but he is a good man!" Who has been bullied over the years is not a heinous and ruthless person? It's these ruthless people, but there is one who can hold back and cry and beg for mercy? It's just that this dwarf tiger god monarch is trembling all over his body in pain, but he gritted his teeth and refused to say anything, such an iron man, don't say that I am a big song, even if I go all over the world, don't think about getting a second one. ”

"What dwarf tiger? If you blaspheme a good man again, don't blame me for breaking off my friendship with you! People are clearly iron-bone gods! ”

For a time, the four characters of "Iron Bone Divine Monarch" moved the rivers and lakes, and the heroic Wang Ying's momentum was far better than that of the Holy Father Fang La, Tota Heavenly King, as for Tian Hu and Wang Qing, they were even more out of reach, which can be called "If you don't know the iron bones of the king, you can call a hero and have no score"!

There are teachings: the viewer is like the mountains and the soil, and the dwarf tiger god is really iron-clad. Hao received 3,600 knives, and the heroic style was seen in Kyushu!

Wooden.

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