"Fifteen, ten, fifteen, twenty......"

In the Yunshui Hall of Cuihu Palace, the disciples of Cuihu Palace counted in their mouths, and the board in their hands focused on Ren Xiaoyao's hind legs.

Ren Xiaoyao was pressed on the wooden bed, his left hand and feet were chained, and the bamboo boards fell down again and again. The blows were nothing compared to the pain in his heart, and even the pain of his losing arm was nothing.

He just gritted his teeth and thought to himself, "Even the master doesn't believe me, and I am a thief, and my father is a ...... Since Master doesn't believe me, why should he accept me!"

"Twenty-five...... Thirty...... Thirty-five...... Forty ...... "The board was falling, the skin was swollen and cracked, and blood was stained on the board and splashed on the ground all around.

Ren Xiaoyao gradually lost consciousness, and his eyes sank.

When Ren Xiaoyao woke up again, he was groggy, not knowing where he was or how long it had been. Gradually, he felt the pain of his right arm being broken, and the pain of being whipped by the board on his back, legs, and buttocks.

He tried to twist and stretch to ease the wound, when suddenly, an indescribably sharp pain came from both shoulders that caused him to faint again.

When I woke up again, my eyes hadn't opened yet, and I first heard my hoarse voice, and then I felt severe pain all over my body.

When he woke up and felt pain in his shoulder, Ren Xiaoyao didn't dare to move this time, thinking in his heart: "But why does my shoulder hurt so badly? Why is this pain so unbearable?" He only felt indescribable fear, and for a long time, he didn't dare to turn his head to look.

He just exhaled a little deeply, and another burst of pain came, Ren Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and thought, "Could it be that both of my shoulders have been cut off?"

Ren Xiaoyao couldn't believe it, if his two shoulders were cut off, what would he have to live in the world, he wanted to scream, and when he looked up, he suddenly heard the sound of the gentle impact of the iron tool, and when he looked down, he saw two iron chains hanging down from his shoulders.

Frightened, in addition to horror is despair, Ren Xiaoyao looked sideways, only frightened and trembled all over. This trembling made the pain in both shoulders even more fierce.

"Ahh

It turned out that these two chains had passed through the lute bone of his shoulder blades, and were locked with the iron chains on his left hand and the iron chains on his ankles.

"What the hell have I done, why do I have to endure such cruel treatment. Ren Xiaoyao cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to move a little, he sneered and muttered: "What else can I explain if I wear my pipa bone, and what can I explain!"

The punishment of wearing the pipa bone, the master once said to himself, that is the way the prison deals with the most vicious and powerful criminals, no matter how strong your martial arts are, the pipa bone is passed through by iron chains, and you can't use any effort.

In an instant, countless thoughts passed through my heart: "Why did you deal with me like this? Do I have to go through everything my father went through again? Why do I have to suffer such a grievance again, God, what did my father and I do wrong?"

This treasure map, or this treasure map, has not belonged to any country since it disappeared, and now it has reappeared, and no country wants to be imprisoned in another country, and after discussion, everyone decided to put Ren Xiaoyao in prison.

The Heavenly Prison was established by Shikoku a hundred years ago, and the prisoners here are all strong martial arts but heinous criminals.

The prison is not run by any one country, but has its own prison master, and the prison master has the right to decide the life and death of everyone in the prison.

Ren Xiaoyao remembered that there was absolute fairness in the prison, and he would not allow an unjust case to appear.

But at this time, he went to prison, which means that his crime has been carried out, and it is very serious, so serious that he is imprisoned in prison.

Ren Xiaoyao was helpless, but he thought about the rules of the prison, and he couldn't help but have some more hope in his heart, and this matter would eventually be found out. However, when I thought that my right arm was broken, how could I use the sword in the future? What is the use of learning the Yin and Yang Technique?

Filled with anger and hatred, he stood up in spite of the pain and cried out loudly, "Wronged, wronged!" Suddenly his leg was sore, and he leaned over and fell straight to the ground. He struggled and tried to get up, but just as he stood up straight, his legs and knees were sore, and he fell forward again. He lay on the ground, still shouting, "Wronged, wronged." ”

There was no one around, but no one answered, and after the roar, Ren Xiaoyao looked at this cell blankly, this is a big stone house about two zhang square, the walls are all made of rough stones, and the ground is also paved with large stones, these stones are carefully selected, and it is impossible to break through even the first in today's martial arts. There was a dung bucket in the corner of the wall, and all I could smell was stench and mildew.

Suddenly, a voice in the corner of the house said coldly: "I have worn pipa bones for people, and all my efforts have been wasted! It seems that their capital for the little donor is really not small!"

Ren Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was normal to detain others in the stone prison, so he didn't care who was speaking, let alone what these words meant, and still shouted: "Wronged, wronged!" He hoped to call the person in charge to introduce the Heavenly Prison Master, if he met the prison master, the matter would take a turn for the better.

At this moment, a jailer came up and shouted, "What are you yelling for? Don't shut up yet!"

Ren Xiaoyao was overjoyed when he saw someone coming, but he didn't care what he was scolding, and hurriedly shouted: "Wronged, wronged! I want to see the prison master and ask him to avenge his grievances." ”

But he heard the jailer shouting: "The prison master has ordered, you must not ask to see anyone, you don't have to struggle!" Hearing this, Ren Xiaoyao shouted even louder.

The jailer smirked, turned and took a barrel, and poured it down on him through the bar. Ren Xiaoyao only felt a pungent smell, and it was too late to dodge, and his whole body was soaked, and this bucket was actually urine.

The urine was drenched on the broken wounds on Ren Xiaoyao's body, and the pain was even worse. His eyes went dark and he fainted.

Time passed little by little, Ren Xiaoyao lay on the ground and didn't know when he had a high fever, and called out in a daze: "Master, Master!" and called again: "Father, father!" For three days in a row, the jailer brought brown rice, and he was always delirious and had not eaten a bite.

On the fourth day, the fever on his body finally subsided. The pain in the wounds was numb, and it was not as severe and unbearable as it had been a few days ago. Ren Xiaoyao remembered his grievances, and opened his mouth to shout again: "I want to see the master, I want to see the prison master." But the voice was very faint, only a few intermittent strokes.

He turned his head slowly, and saw a pair of eyes glaring at him fiercely in the corner of the west house. The man had a bearded face, his hair was long and hung down to his neck, and his clothes were in the shape of a monk's robe.

Ren Xiaoyao had never seen a monk, and he heard that the monk lived in a place called Tianzhu, but he had seen their clothes called robes in the drawings, which were almost the same as those worn by the person in front of him.

But I saw that this person's long hair was different from the record of the bald monk in the book, and the robe on his body was tattered, just like a wild man in a barren mountain. He was handcuffed and shackled, exactly like himself, and even wore two chains in his lute bones.

The first thought in Ren Xiaoyao's heart was joy, a smile flashed on the corner of his mouth, and he thought in his heart: "It turns out that there are still people in the world who are as unfortunate as me." But then he changed his mind: "I heard that the monk Tianzhu is extremely vicious, presumably this monk is really a Jiangyang thief who kills people and arson, and does all kinds of evil." He deserves it, but I am wronged!" Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shed tears in a row.

When he was crying, he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly muttered an apology: "How can I be this kind of person, I have never seen the Tianzhu monk, but I listened to the one-sided words of others, and I believe that the Tianzhu monk is a great evildoer, isn't this as shameless and despicable as those who framed me." ”

Ren Xiaoyao was tried and flogged in the past few days, and Lang Zhong was imprisoned, although he endured all the pain, he kept gritting his teeth and forbearing, never shed half a tear, and at this time he couldn't hold back anymore, so he simply cried loudly.

The bearded monk asked, "Why is the little benefactor crying?"

Although he didn't know whether this monk was good or bad, Ren Xiaoyao ignored him and cried loudly on his own. I didn't want to cry in front of my master before, but now that I am in a big stone prison, and there is a monk from another country next to me who doesn't know about it, I naturally want to cry out loud, crying out the grievances of the past few days, and crying out the pain of these days.

At this moment, only the sound of footsteps could be heard, and the jailer brought another bucket of urine.

Seeing this, Ren Xiaoyao learned that it was useless to quarrel with the jailer now, and he didn't want to contradict him, so he stopped crying to avoid the unprovoked crime.

The jailer put down the barrel, looked sideways at him, and suddenly said, "Little thief, someone has seen you coming." ”

Ren Xiaoyao didn't know whether to be happy or surprised, but muttered, "Yes...... Who is it?Master?Yang Ji?Or is it ......?"

The jailer looked sideways at him for a moment, then pulled out a large iron key from his side and opened the iron door outside. I could only hear the sound of footsteps, and the jailer walked through a long corridor, followed by the sound of the iron gate being opened, then the sound of closing the iron gate, locking the iron door, and the footsteps of four or five people in the corridor, walking towards this side.

Ren Xiaoyao jumped up immediately, his legs were weak, and he was about to fall, and he hurriedly leaned against the wall beside him, and the pipa bone that pulled his shoulder was in great pain. He stopped suddenly, and whispered in severe pain: "They don't believe me, why do they still come, they want to see my miserable appearance now, so that they can make fun of me?"

He only has two people in the world who are close to Master and Yang Ji, but there are four or five people in the Yongdao, who can be the other person besides Master and Yang Ji?

Coming in from the iron gate, the first one was a jailer, the second was the drunken old man of the master, and the third was also the expected Yang Ji, Ren Xiaoyao looked behind him and saw that the two people who followed were Xuan Mo and Xin Yan.

Seeing Ren Xiaoyao in the cell, Xuan Mo's cheeks couldn't help but tear up, and she shouted: "Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao! Are you okay?"

Ren Xiaoyao took a step forward, saw the drunk old man behind him, and stopped stepping out in the second step.

But seeing Xuanmo's eyes red and swollen, he looked at the iron chain on Ren Xiaoyao's pipa bone, and only shouted: "Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, this is ...... It's ......"

Ren Xiaoyao smiled faintly and did not answer.

Yang Ji stepped forward and said, "Brother Xiaoyao, what's wrong?" Yang Ji had never seen such a big punishment since she saw Ren Xiaoyao's shoulder dripping with blood, and she couldn't bear to grit her teeth.

Ren Xiaoyao still didn't answer.

Xuanmo shook her head, tears falling down her face.