"Rest assured, feng shui takes turns, and so does suffering. Soon it will be your turn, but don't be afraid, you will inevitably suffer some flesh and skin when you go to prison, right?"

The jailer's words were not comforting, but they were true. In fact, among the four, only Wen Ziyu was intimidated by the screams all night, the other three were all calm, and Xue Jin was even more confident, he was going to walk faster than the jailer, and he almost made this place his home.

The four chambers of the torture hall, whether they were miscellaneous rooms or courtyards, were renovated into the shape of prisons, with the right two compartments being used by the yang gate, and the left two compartments being used by the imperial court. The left chamber is the birthplace of screams, the place of criminal torture.

The head of the jailer led the four into a miscellaneous room in the left wing, where a cloth-clad scribe was dozing off on a table, and on the table was a thick notebook filled with dense names of detainees.

The head of the jailer slapped the table and shouted, "Old Ding, get up and work!"

The scribe named "Lao Ding" slowly raised his head, licked his lips, woke up and fell asleep, and sighed softly: "It's so late, can you dig out other people's quilts?"

"It was sent by Qingniu Town, don't worry about this, hurry up and remember the name, take it in and finish it early, Lao Tzu is still dozing!"

The head of the jailer said, and shouted to the jailers: "A few of you search their bodies for them, and search carefully, don't let them leave weapons in their bodies," and then said respectfully to a few Yangmen disciples: "I also bother a few people to get four 'purple pills', these four people's martial arts must be good, and they have to be conservative." ”

Ordinary villains are all in front of people and behind others, but this jailer has a clear face, he is really thick-skinned, and I don't know how he became a jailer.

Thick skin is a plus.

"Ziyu, what is the Purple Pill?" Di Yunfeng said.

"The Purple Pill is a kind of pill to curb force, and no matter how high the martial arts are, as long as you swallow one pill, you will-"

"Presumptuous!

He clamped his legs and squatted slightly, when he saw a jailer reaching out to probe his inner thighs...... No wonder he was angry.

Xue Jin was even more angry when he saw this, and he kicked the hairy jailer in front of Wen Ziyu out of the house, and then said: "Let you search your body, but take the opportunity to molest you, is it possible that you are tired of living?"

"You bold, bold!"

The head of the jailer blew his nose and glared, drew his saber and shouted: "The arrogant man dares to come to the torture hall to spread wild, I see that you are tired of life, come here!

With a shout, the jailers in the house drew their knives one after another, and twenty guards fell outside the miscellaneous house in an instant, and more than 30 people surrounded Xue Jin and the others at one time, and the murderous aura suddenly filled the entire torture hall!

"Phew! It seems that there will be bloodshed tonight!" Xue Jin raised his eyebrows coldly at the officials, calmly, he used a true qi to grab the Xiuchun knife in the air, and held the handle of the knife with one hand, about to draw the knife and fight!

But at this time, the crow-faced reached out and pressed Xue Jin's Xiuchun knife back into the sheath, and then took another step forward and said three words in a very soft voice next to Xue Jin's ear: "There are masters." ”

Xue Jin frowned, and asked in a low voice: "What force?"

The crow face replied: "Tianmai Erpin, it's a person from the Baili family, you can't be wrong." ”

Xue Jin's face sank, his hand left the scabbard, and the anger that had just raised his eyebrows disappeared without a trace.

Not only Xue Jin, but Di Yunfeng and Wen Ziyu were also frightened, and they could hear the conversation between the crow face and Xue Jin clearly. Could it be one of Huang Chen's four personal guards?

"Brother Di, you still say that there is a head! There is really a head now, right?!" Wen Ziyu complained.

Di Yunfeng frowned, he was not worried about any trouble, but secretly speculated about the crow face in his heart, it can be seen that the master who has always been arrogant can't help but compromise, but the crow face is calm as a servant, and he can judge the other party's strength and identity by feeling, which undoubtedly proves that he is also a master of the Heavenly Vein, even higher than the Heavenly Vein.

What kind of force is there above the heavenly veins? How terrifying?

Seeing that the anger of the four was annihilated by his own formation, the head of the jailer also began to swell up physically and mentally, he stepped forward in two steps, pointed at Xue Jin with a knife, and reprimanded: "Lao Tzu has been a jailer for twenty years, and there are countless assassins who hide their weapons under their crotches.

"Damn, Lao Tzu remembers you!" Xue Jin gritted his teeth, threw the embroidered spring knife to the ground, endured his anger for a while, and said no more.

When the officials outside the house saw that the prisoner confessed, they all withdrew and left, each performing his own duties. At this time, the Yangmen disciple also walked into the miscellaneous house with a purple vial, which must have contained the "purple pill" that could make people lose their strength.

The Yangmen disciples distributed one in each person's hand.

"Quick, the acquaintance will swallow the purple pill, don't let me ask someone to force it!" the jailer leader persuaded again.

Di Yunfeng took the purple pill, stuffed it into his mouth casually, chewed it twice, licked his lips, and praised: "The taste of this thing is really good." ”

Xue Jin and Crow Face did not hesitate, they swallowed the Purple Pill very easily, only Wen Ziyu's face was full of worry, he covered the Purple Pill three times but did not dare to swallow it, he said: "Brother Di, do we really want to swallow this Purple Pill?" ”

Di Yunfeng said confidently: "Don't be afraid, the force of our second- and third-grade connections is not enough, it doesn't matter if you want it or not." Didn't I swallow the pill first? Isn't the golden pill good? I think this purple pill has no effect on us immortal cultivators. ”

After saying this, Wen Ziyu swallowed the purple pill with confidence.

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When the head of the jailer saw that everyone had registered their names, surrendered their weapons, and swallowed the purple pill, they were no longer afraid of changes, and they were arrogant, deliberately grabbed Xue Jin, kicked him out of the miscellaneous house, and said with a sneer: "Stinky boy, I don't care if you are a phoenix on a branch or a tiger in the mountains, when you come to me, you have to give me my life!"

Xue Jin patted off the dust on his body, nodded and looked straight away: "Very good, very good...... He couldn't bear this humiliation.

The jailer then escorted the four to the wailing cell.

The cell was converted from a wing room.

The doors and windows of the wing rooms were all removed, and the eaves and eaves were connected with wooden stakes at the mouth of the bowl, and one compartment was divided into fifteen cells, and the other room was the appalling place of "torture" in the torture hall.

The torture room alone is monopolized, so it can be seen that there must be a lot of torture instruments in it. The door of the torture chamber happened to be closed, and only from the dim light, you could see the terrifying pipa clavicle hooks, and there were traces of blood on them.

Wen Ziyu was so frightened that he trembled, and even said hesitantly: "Di ...... Brother Di, have you seen it, the pipa hook, the one who locks the pipa bone!"

Di Yunfeng said calmly: "Da Yan torture also has a pipa hook and this kind of torture tool, but it is used to deal with martial arts masters, this kind of thing should not be a novelty in the real martial arts country, after all, people in the real martial arts world are hard bones, to let them know that it hurts, they have to put in some effort." ”

"I've seen someone use a chisel to open a person's heavenly spirit, as well as cutting meat and removing bones, peeling skin and cramps, all of which are considered petty punishments...... But it's strange that these people won't die even after being tortured," Wen Ziyu gasped, looked at Di Yunfeng sincerely, and said, "They won't die, we basically can't live." ”

Di Yunfeng said with a smile: "The golden pill is immortal, and the immortals are reborn." Why are you going to die?"

Wen Ziyu shook his head resolutely and said: "Open the bones and extract the marrow, the pain is simply worse than death, it is not feasible, it is not feasible, if they really want to torture me, I have to use immortal magic to escape!"

"There are many ways to escape, even if there is a master of the Heavenly Vein, it is a big deal to spend another five years of Yang Shou to use a teleportation charm...... It's better to come out and see for a long time than to stay in the tavern and do nothing. ”

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The torture chamber at night was actually quiet, and most of the wails came from the cell. People will groan without sickness, and the innocent will wail even more, and those who have been tortured innocent will overlap their grievances with unwillingness, and the wails will be louder...... So there was a whole night of restlessness.

Fifteen cells, each of which was stuffed with more than a dozen or twenty people, some were howling in pain, some were sleeping, and some were looking at Di Yunfeng and his party excitedly in the cell.

"Look at it, look at it, it's all like this, and someone has been caught in, it's really a bit back!"

"Damn, there are two pussies!"

"You're blind, it's obviously a man, but you're beautiful. ”

"Tsk, I don't know which cell they are in, but someone wants to enjoy it......

Xue Jin and Wen Ziyu became the focus of the entire cell, and the wails were reduced by them. It can be seen that beauty can really heal people's physical and mental wounds...... It may be an exaggeration to say "cured", but it would be more appropriate to use "paralysis" to describe these prisoners.

In fact, nine times out of ten, these mortals are outlaws, but they were caught as scapegoats when they were on their backs.

"It's really a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, even if they are not suspicious, they should be arrested and tortured!" Xue Jin was angered by these unethical words, and looked deeply disgusted.

The crow's face rarely spoke: "There is no doubt that these people are outlaws in the world, and they have a few skills but they are used to fight and kill all day long. ”

Xue Jin said even more disgusted: "Phew! If these people join the army, they have to provoke a bad atmosphere, you see, you listen, what kind of dirty people are they?

"Men on the battlefield can't be compared with prison criminals, when they go to the battlefield and meet a bloodthirsty enemy, they have to fall into battle and kill the enemy, where is it like sitting in prison and waiting for death?"

These people have been deprived of their right to freedom, so where do they care about ethics and morality?