The young man who killed Meng Heng and was arrested in the interrogation room only felt that he had entered a room surrounded by countless strange tools, and that he was tied to an even stranger torture instrument.

"Say, I'm busy, and hopefully we'll get things done soon. ”

An old man who looked like a candle in his last years, missing half of his teeth and more than half of his hair. Only a small strand of hair came out of the sideburns, and the old man carefully covered the entire front half of his forehead.

However, looking from the height from which the young man was tied, he could still easily see the last few stubborn remaining long hairs on the old man's bare head, trying to grow on it.

"What do you want me to say?" said the young man's voice very calmly, "I have already said it on the way here." ”

The young man felt that just as he had finished saying this, the old man's eyes suddenly appeared like a lightning lightning, and it felt like a hungry wolf seeing food.

The old man slowly plated to the front of the table, and slowly read "Yang Qing, sixteen years old, from Tianshui Village, his parents died, and he lives with a younger sister."

When the old man read his sister, Yang Qing closed his eyes in pain.

The old man sighed, walked up to Yang Qing, showed his missing teeth and continued to interrogate, "Say, who are you from the Black Hand Organization?"

"What?" Yang Qing felt that his ears should have heard the wrong thing, but when he heard the name, it didn't look like a good class, so he frowned and said, "What kind of black hand organization? ”

I only heard the old man sneer, "As an immortal cultivator, don't tell me that your cultivation method was picked up on the road. Don't worry, we've already given you a rope to bind immortals, and no matter how hard you have, you won't be able to use it. ”

Yang Qing said loudly, "You don't want to spew blood, my cultivation was taught by a stranger, and it is not a black hand."

The old man was not in a hurry, but said faintly, "The mouth is really hard, but it doesn't matter, so many hard mouths are not all obedient in the end." ”

After speaking, he gently pulled one of the wrenches on the side. With a "click", Yang Qing only felt that his two fingers, which had been healthy at all, quickly twisted and turned into a lump of soft rotten meat.

A housekeeper was standing outside the interrogation room, staring at the old man's execution of Yang Qing through one tight fence after another, and his silent eyes seemed to be shining with a devouring light.

He took out a bulging money bag, handed it to a person who looked like an official next to him, and said respectfully, "Everything will be troubled by the lord, and justice will be done!"

The man took the money bag, checked it, felt extremely heavy, accepted it with satisfaction, and said with a fake sigh

"We have also heard about your master, don't worry, the above has also said hello, I will definitely keep him in a breath, and I won't toss him to death so soon." ”

The housekeeper stared at the young man who was being tortured viciously, and said, "My wife said that I will mourn my lord in the next two days." When this happens, I would like to thank you in person. ”

When the official heard that there was still money to take, he couldn't help but smile and nodded, "Your wife has a heart, please mourn your lord on my behalf." ”

The old man broke off Yang Qing's two fingers, as if he had done a trivial matter.

He sneered and listened to Yang Qing's screams, broke his mouth again, stuffed a pill into it, and said, "Don't blame me, since you came in, I'm afraid you also have the determination to die." ”

"Unfortunately, I will soon make you understand that sometimes, it is not easy to live than to die. ”

After speaking, with another gentle pull, the delicate torture instrument clicked again.

Yang Qing felt that the blood flowed down his forehead, and it instantly stained half of his face, which turned out to be a piece of scalp on the top of his head, which was torn off by the old man.

"Ahh

Yang Qing screamed again, and the voice was so terrible that it could be heard clearly even outside the torture room.

Early the next morning, Qian Yunsheng sat in the elegant room of a high-rise building, watching the city gradually regain its vitality below.

Agu said in his soul, "I don't know how much they will believe your news this time." ”

This is a private room specially selected by Qian Yunsheng, which just overlooks most of the Xicheng.

He wasn't in a hurry, and said slowly, "I hope they don't pay too much attention to it, so that it can make a bigger fuss." ”

As he spoke, a red cloud flew by in the sky, and a great monk peeked out of the red cloud and descended.

Qian Yunsheng looked at the big monk and shook his head and said, "I just sent a monk over, and he still lost his natal magic weapon, it seems that they attach great importance to this matter." ”

Agu smiled and said, "Didn't you say that the less they pay attention to us, the safer it is? But this monk came so early, I don't know if he will find out any clues." ”

Last night, I was busy for most of the night, so Qian Yunsheng yawned without interest and said, "That place is originally a filthy place, in such a short time, it is not easy to find out something, let's take a look at the means of Lei Yin Temple." ”

Agu also looked forward to it, and said happily, "I can't wait to see the disgusting expressions of those monks like eating a piece of fly." ”

Qian Yunsheng also smiled, and then said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that there were really immortal cultivators in prison, this group of mortals is really bold, and they have a little power, even immortal cultivators dare to toss, you must know that these should be felons who are specially imprisoned in the heavenly prison." ”

Agu was also quite surprised and said, "Yes, they are really bold enough to dare to cheat for personal gain to this extent." Probably also numb, only knowing how to collect money, has forgotten the power of immortal cultivators. ”

Qian Yunsheng nodded and said, "In this way, I can surprise them even more!"

At night, Yang Qing, who was no longer covered with a piece of good meat, was thrown back into the cell.

He still had the set of immortal locks that restricted his spiritual energy, leaving his dantian empty, and he couldn't gather a trace of spiritual energy at all. So much so that he is now like a mortal, and there is no way to use his aura to alleviate the pain on his body.

In the dantian, there was a drop of elixir spinning around. Just when he was about to pass out in pain, the elixir would send out an aura at the right time, stimulating him to regain consciousness, so that he couldn't even faint if he wanted to.

"Hmm"

After a day of screaming, he had no strength, and he could only hum intermittently because he couldn't bear the pain.

"Oh, young man, have you offended anyone?" said an old man's voice from a nearby cell.

He sighed, "It's been so many years, and it's the first time I've seen someone like you being beaten so badly." ”

"Look at your arms, and your legs that have been completely clipped, and the flesh on your chest is rotten, I don't want you to get out alive at all!"

Yang Qing snorted a few more times, took a breath and said, "I was originally guilty of a capital crime, and I didn't even think that I could go out." ”

"Hey, don't you know, look at the thing on your body, it's an immortal rope, that means that you are at least an immortal master. ”

"There are rules in the country that as long as you are an immortal master, you can't kill them easily. And if you are willing to serve the country for a certain period of time, you can atone. Soon the old man shook his head

"Supposedly, you should be transferred to a prison dedicated to holding your cultivators, not here. It seems that they want to treat you as an ordinary prisoner, and not report your identity as a cultivator. ”

Yang Qing snorted again and asked, "Uncle, are you saying that even if I commit a capital crime, I can still atone for it?"

The old voice said, "Yes, but I've never seen anyone beaten so badly as you." I'm not sure you're in this situation."

Yang Qing snorted again and fell silent.

Leisurely literature, let the soul travel!

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