"Father-in-law?son-in-law?" Everyone looked at each other, when did Lin San become Hua Zhenyang's son-in-law?

Hua Zhenyang was kicked to the ground and didn't snort, but still asked, "What's wrong with my daughter?"

"It's nothing, I'll marry her..." Lin Sanyu was still angry, took two steps forward, and kicked him in the lower abdomen. Hua Zhenyang didn't speak this time, just glared at Lin San angrily.

Although he was stuck in a few big holes and couldn't move, for a thick-skinned master, Lin San's two kicks really couldn't bring him much damage.

"The third brother is angry, you step aside first, let me ask him. Seeing that Lin San was only concerned about venting the anger in his heart, Liu Yibai was a little anxious, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and motioned for him to stand back first.

"Brother Feng Yu's affairs haven't been settled with you yet, you wait, you will feel good later. Lin San pointed to Hua Zhenyang on the ground angrily, sat back on the chair angrily, and drank tea in a sullen voice.

Liu Yibai approached Hua Zhenyang and said with a smile: "What is your relationship with the White Lotus Sect?"

An unnatural look appeared on Hua Zhenyang's face, but he quickly covered it up again: "I don't know what you're talking about...."

"Oh..."

Liu Yibai's right foot suddenly moved, and he stepped on Hua Zhenyang's face fiercely, scolding as he stepped on it: "Do you know what to say now?..... Do you know what to say?... I let you not know..... So you don't know...."

Lin San squirted out the tea in his mouth with a puff, but he didn't expect that there was someone more grumpy than him.

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to pull Liu Yibai away, for fear that he would kill Hua Zhenyang....

"Ahem. The young county magistrate coughed lightly twice and said, "My lord, sit down and rest for a while, don't get tired." He muttered in his heart, how can these adults who follow the gods be more impulsive than one another, this method of interrogating the prisoner is obviously wrong, it is too unprofessional, and he must have not entered the Dali Temple system for further study.

Turning to look at Ye Yufan, who was sitting upright and closing his eyes, he raised his hand and said, "Lord God Catcher, do you want the lower officials to interrogate this thief who colluded with the White Lotus Sect?"

Ye Yufan didn't raise his eyebrows for half a minute, but just hummed lightly, which was considered acquiescence, he wanted to see what method this group of juniors could use to ask Hua Zhenyang from Hua Zhenyang's mouth today.

"Come on, put on the torture instrument. The young county commander flicked his robe and commanded loudly.

Although this is a small county government in the town, the torture equipment is readily available. After each of the left and right whips Hua Zhenyang took a hundred whips, a bench was served, and a wooden stake or wooden pillar was installed vertically at one end of the bench, and the angle between the wooden pillar and the bench was perpendicular. The other catcher held a few green bricks in his hand and placed them on the other end.

After the preparations were done, the two dragged Hua Zhenyang from the ground, stripped off his clothes, and tied them to the stool.

This bench is the well-known tiger chair, which is a common torture instrument when interrogating prisoners during the daytime.

Getting on the tiger bench has become a trump card in the hands of the government now. Before preparing to go to the tiger chair, the prisoner's upper body must be stripped naked, and the naked body must be tied to the tiger chair so that the whipping can be continued, and the prisoner's shoes and socks must also be removed so that the feet can be tied later. As a result, it became a practice to go barefoot on the tiger chair, especially for female prisoners who had committed crimes, which increased their physical and mental suffering.

Ordinary people can't stand it at this level, whether they are wronged or not, they all honestly and obediently draw and confess their guilt.

Hua Zhenjiang's willpower is amazing, and it is also the pain of being tortured.

Signaling to stop left and right, the young county commander stepped forward and shouted: "Hua Zhenyang, this official asks you, where is the lair of the White Lotus Sect?"

Hua Zhenyang knew that he would die today, so he grinned, revealing a mouthful of bloodstained teeth: "I am a martial arts master in the late stage of sword qi out of the body, and I was humiliated by you few powerless wastes, hahahaha....."

"Presumptuous, how can you be disrespectful in the court. The young county magistrate was scolded as a waste by him in front of several superiors, and his face was a little unbearable. "Continue to torture until he has been recruited. ”

pinched his fingers, pulled out his nails, and finally even 'freshened up', Hua Zhenyang gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

The grooming mentioned here is not a woman's grooming, but a very cruel punishment, which is to use an iron brush to grab and comb the flesh off the human body one by one, until the flesh is exposed, and finally the breath is swallowed.

At first, the two caught fast and were afraid that they would accidentally kill Hua Zhenyang one by too heavy, but in the end, they realized that they were thinking too much. Until Hua Zhenyang's entire back revealed most of Sensen's white bones, he didn't faint for a moment.

"Hahahaha.... If there are any other tricks, just use them, grandpa will continue. The blood flowing from Hua Zhenyang's back had soaked his entire lower body, but he was still laughing alone.

A man is not even afraid of death, what else is he afraid of?

In the face of such a person, everyone felt a big headache, and they couldn't think of any good way to make him open his mouth for a while.

Liu Yibai's face was also a little dignified, if this Hua Zhenyang didn't speak, this clue would be broken, the people of the White Lotus Sect may have been frightened by the god hunting Ye Yufan recently, and they haven't seen them haunt for many days.

Looking up at Liu Xisheng opposite, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he smiled, got up and asked a little catcher to step forward, leaned into his ear and whispered a few words.

Xiao Yu nodded again and again, and ran out quickly with a puzzled face.

After half a pillar of incense, Xiao Yu quickly covered his nose and returned to the public hall with a bucket of stinking things, and everyone came forward to see that it was actually a bucket of feces, judging from its color, it should be the product of these two days.

Everyone is a monk of Zhanger - confused, and has no idea what kind of medicine Liu Yibai sells in this gourd.

Ye Yufan wrinkled his nose and did not speak.

"My lord, what do you want to ..... when you come up with a bucket of feces?" The young county commander was disgusted by the stench, and hurriedly covered his nose with his sleeve and asked in an urn voice.

Liu Yibai glanced at the things in the bucket, and his starry eyes were slightly wrinkled: "Who the hell has a bad stomach?"

He immediately smiled and replied, "Naturally, it is torture." Then he turned to the two catchers who were stunned in front of the barrel and said, "Work hard for the two eldest brothers, and punish this thief." ”

The two of them took the order, forcibly put the bucket in front of Hua Zhenyang with the stench, one forcibly broke his mouth, and the other immediately scooped out a spoonful of feces from the bucket and wanted to pour it into Hua Zhenyang's mouth...

"Wait...."Liu Yibai hurriedly waved his hand, stopped the two of them, and explained: "Ahem, the two eldest brothers misunderstood what I meant, I mean to evenly wipe this bucket of feces on this benevolent brother." ”