After driving his disciple down the mountain and notifying the Tianxiahui and Naduhui, Zhang Taichu thought for a while, said hello to the two senior brothers beside him, and then went alone to the cellar where Lu Liang was trapped.
It was already early July, but when he walked along the narrow wooden ladder to the bottom of the cellar, he could feel a chill coming to his face.
At the end of the dark passage, there were feeble screams and the sound of whips hitting flesh.
"I arrived just in time, just in time for this kid to get whipped."
Zhang Taichu looked at the surrounding environment and thought that this was indeed the most depressing environment he could find in Longhu Mountain.
Being locked up in this cellar for months and a half is a crime that most people cannot bear, let alone a little kid like Lu Liang who is beaten every day.
While thinking about it, he stepped forward. Soon, after passing another corner, he saw what was going on inside.
At the end of the cellar is a medium-sized room, paved with stones. It was originally used to store some farm supplies and the like, but now it has been transformed into a prison.
There is a row of standing wooden piles, dividing the already small and cramped stone house into two smaller parts. Inside, against the wall, there is a wooden bench in less than two square meters. On that wooden bench , housing Lu Liang who had his limbs cut off.
He was chained around the neck, and in front of him stood the gray-haired Dong Ying, who kept swinging the long cowhide whip in his hand and whipping him.
Although Dong Ying is short in stature, the slender whip in his hand is extremely powerful. There is also a faint layer of energy on the surface of the whip. Every time it is struck on Lu Liang's body, a blood-red whip mark will appear on the other party's body. , Qi Jin penetrates into the body through the epidermis, bringing more sour pain.
Lu Liang, who was treated like this, was covered in bruises and bruises. He looked like a doll made of blood and mud. Although he was extremely restrained, he couldn't help but raise his head and let out an indistinct scream.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
Lu Liang's eyes rolled white and his whole body trembled. Every whipping would cause him to twitch violently, but the amplitude of the twitches became smaller and smaller as time went by.
He couldn't fight anymore.
Dong Ying, who was performing the daily whipping task, immediately stopped when he noticed that Zhang Taichu had arrived. He held the long whip and bowed respectfully: "Disciple Dong Ying, pay your respects to the master."
And Lu Liang took advantage of this short period of time to gasp for air and struggled to look at the two people not far away, looking a little confused.
This was the second living person he had seen besides Dong Ying in the past half a month. However, when he confirmed that the other person was Zhang Taichu, he felt a strong fear in his heart.
On the night when Quan Xing caused a riot in Longhu Mountain, it was the thunder talisman left by the other party that instantly killed Gong Qing and severely injured him. In one sentence, he decided his fate at this moment, leaving him in this dark place. In the cellar, there is a ridiculous doll that endures blood abuse all day long.
On the other side, Zhang Taichu just glanced at Lu Liang, waved his hand to Dong Ying, smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry about me, you continue."
Dong Ying nodded respectfully, turned around and swung the small leather whip in his hand, and continued to beat Lu Liang.
Zhang Taichu casually pulled up a wooden bench next to him and sat down, and also noticed the steaming bowl of Longxu Noodles placed in the corner.
The flogging against Lu Liang did not last long.
It wasn't until he was beaten to death that Dong Ying stopped, and then took out the special healing medicine from Longhu Mountain from his arms.
This medicine can quickly heal internal and external wounds in the human body. It does not take half a day for the wounds to scab and grow new granulations. The only drawback is that it will cause people to feel extremely painful, which is more painful than applying pepper water to the wound. several times higher.
Dong Ying showed no expression as he poured all the bottle of healing medicine into Lu Liang's body, and the medicine flowed into the thousands of wounds that had been ripped apart.
So in the next moment.
Lu Liang opened his eyes so wide that his eyeballs almost burst out of his sockets, and let out an extremely shrill howl.
"Ahhhhhh!!"
His eyes were blood red, and the Qi Hai Dantian in his body was nearly exhausted, and then a weak blue Qi Qi burst out, but it seemed to be there and not there, and he couldn't use the formed moves at all, so he could only bear this kind of force. pain.
The next moment, he fainted from the pain again, but after just two breaths, he woke up from the pain again.
It goes on and on like this, driven by the extreme pain, jumping back and forth between waking and unconsciousness, like a computer that is constantly turning on and off.
Zhang Taichu, who took these things in his eyes, not only showed no mercy at all, but also raised the corners of his mouth, feeling a little funny. He wondered if there was an underworld in this world, would the Lord of Hell be surprised to see the ghosts flashing outside the door of the palace? Lu Liang?
Soon, another half a while passed.
After Lu Liang fainted from the pain for the last time, Dong Ying picked up the cool dragon's beard noodles in the corner, stirred them into a paste with Zhenqi, then opened Lu Liang's mouth and poured it directly. Go in and reach your stomach in one step.
After finishing all this, Dong Ying finally completed his daily task. He turned to Zhang Taichu and said respectfully: "Uncle Master, this is what this disciple has to do every day."
Zhang Taichu nodded and asked, "Has it been like this every day for the past month? Has Lu Liang experienced any special changes?"
Dong Ying's old face wrinkled, and he said helplessly: "This disciple has been beating Lu Liang like this every day for the past month. Apart from Qi Ji, who is getting weaker and weaker, and his condition is getting worse, he has no other special features. Variety."
"The disciple also discovered that the sea of qi in his body will be exhausted. By then, I am afraid that he will not even be able to move qi, let alone use the Bright Soul Technique to gain enlightenment..."
Zhang Taichu said: "It doesn't matter, let me try again next time."
After saying that, he stood up, puffed his sleeves and patted his butt, walked straight to Lu Liang, looked at the little bloody man, and with a calm expression, he stretched out a finger and touched the top of his head.
The next moment, his own soul power and true energy surged out at the same time, invading Lu Liang's body and crushing the opponent's spirit and body at the same time.
So Lu Liang, who had already passed out, was forced to turn on his phone again. He looked up to the sky and howled in pain. The howl was hoarse, and his vocal cords seemed to be riddled with holes after being exposed to the sun for three days.
This two-pronged intense pain even exceeded the healing medicine, making him miserable. However, under Zhang Taichu's mental stimulation, he could not even fall into coma.
"Kill, kill me, please... give me... pleasure." Lu Liang's throat rolled, trying his best to say this vague begging.
My brother has been feeling unwell recently and seems to have two yangs. However, he will try his best to keep up to date with the 10,000 words in the future. I hope everyone will continue to support me!
(End of chapter)
