Beep...beep...beep...
The sound of water drops brought Zhang Qilu's consciousness back little by little. He felt that his whole body was dark and he was packed in a sack. He didn't move because he heard someone discussing him.
"Second Sister Huang, what are you talking about? This fish was caught, but the big fish didn't take the bait. How did you catch such a small sea rice?"
"Tu San, let me tell you, although the real master is not here, these two people should not be simple, that little bastard. Not to mention they are too slippery and very fast. They are definitely not ordinary people."
"Come on, second sister, he is a dead cripple and can't even walk. Otherwise, he will die. If he is raised, he will have to poop and urinate. It will make him miserable."
"I'm telling you Tu Laosan, don't mess around. Have you made that mistake again? You feel itchy after not seeing any human blood for a few days. Brother and Niu Wu went to catch that girl. We can wait until Brother Zhao comes back."
Zhang Qilu thought it was okay, Li Xiaoxiao was not caught by this group of people.
"Don't worry about this. There are a lot of little brats there, and now there's a little paralytic. You don't care. I'm the one who's pooping and peeing. Second sister, you'd better go warm the kang for your eldest brother, Sun. Fourth brother, you take the second sister to rest first."
Hearing this, Zhang Qilu felt that something bad was going on. This is a group of people who don't take human life seriously. He began to think about countermeasures silently and could not sit still and wait for death.
"I think the third brother is right. Having another child is quite troublesome. But the second sister is also right. It's hard to explain to the boss if you die like this."
"What's wrong, Mr. Sun, you're doing this again? Don't forget, who picked you up from the dead in the south? This little bitch has only been here a few days."
"Tu Laosan, let me tell you, I have the final say when the eldest brother is not here. This is the rule."
"I don't know what the rules are. I only know that my hands are itchy now."
"Okay, in addition to the two girls from the Xiang family, there is also a kid over there. The family has no money, and he looks half dead. You can use it to toss and see if the boss comes back and kills you. Sun Laosi, go and kill that kid. Take it out of the sack and tie him to the machine bed."
"Okay, second sister."
After a while, Zhang Qilu felt someone untying the sack.
As soon as Zhang Qilu showed his head, he shouted, "Let me out, why are you arresting me? My uncle is Jing Rifei from Wudang Mountain. If you don't let me go, he will definitely not let you go."
Zhang Qilu threw the blame on Jing Rifei without hesitation. He didn't care so much at the moment of life and death. He hoped that Wudang's reputation could temporarily calm them down and make them have some worries. Then Zhang Qilu started to cry loudly again.
That Sun Laosi was a shriveled old man with a sinister appearance, but he was obviously a sensible person. When he heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then a piece of rag was stuffed into Zhang Qilu's mouth, and he didn't do anything too extreme. , directly tied Zhang Qilu to an iron bed.
There was a sound of the iron door, and the room gradually became quiet. Zhang Qilu looked at the room. There were no windows around, and there was almost no light except a dim lamp. The sewer pipe on one side was dripping water rhythmically. The room was humid and hot. Zhang Qilu It is judged that this should be a basement.
He looked around and saw several dog cages placed in the corners of the basement. Small figures huddled in the cage. Look carefully at the three children, one boy, two girls, in the cage.
Zhang Qilu began to look at the two girls. These two people should be the Xiang sisters they mentioned. The two girls also blinked and looked at him at this time. They looked very similar, delicate, weak, and standard Jiangnan girls. They were both born beauties. Although my sister looks weak, there is a heroic spirit between her eyebrows and eyes that can only be found in men. The other girl was unusually thin and looked sickly. Her eyes were wandering around unfocused as if she were afraid of something.
There was a little boy in the cage closest to him. He was covered in filth and had fallen asleep on the damp ground. He was the poor child in the small town. Suddenly Zhang Qilu seemed to realize something and took a closer look. The child's facial features were almost 70% similar to Muzishan, almost a miniature version of Muzishan.
Zhang Qilu breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was in such a bad situation at the moment that he even left the fish on the chopping board, he was relieved that the person he was entrusted to look for had been found. Being in dreams for several consecutive times was extremely draining, and the sudden Zhang Qilu's eyelids gradually became heavy with a sense of relief. He fell asleep.
In the dark room, Zhang Qilu woke up and fell asleep again. He didn't know how long it took. He was awakened by a crisp slap.
"Tu San, how many times have I told you that I will no longer listen to your second sister Huang."
"Yes, it's brother. I know I was wrong."
"It's this kid, Sun Si. He said he is the nephew of the elder Wudangjing?"
"It's Boss Zhao."
"Tu San, you can ask again."
"yes, Sir."
Then Zhang Qilu heard a person approaching him slowly. He was breathing rapidly and seemed extremely excited. Suddenly, a crisp sound broke through the air. Zhang Qilu felt that he was being hit by a whip in his chest and abdomen. First he felt numb, and then... There was a burning sensation, and then he felt that his skin and flesh were being torn apart, and the heartbreaking pain was transmitted from the body to the nerves and into the brain. This kind of pain made Zhang Qilu involuntarily open his mouth and let out a muffled groan.
Then there were two more whips, and then Tu San slowly opened his mouth and asked Zhang Qilu
"who are you?"
Zhang Qilu opened his eyes and glanced at Tu San, but looked at him with cold eyes without saying a word.
This made Tu San laugh angrily. He didn't expect this young man to be so tough, and he didn't like being stared at by him like this. He got angry and took out a stick and hit Zhang Qilu on the head.
"stop."
The stick was scolded when it was only half an inch away from Zhang Qilu's head.
"Don't slap him in the face. If someone is killed by you, keeping his face may be useful later. Go ahead, Mr. Sun."
"Okay, big brother."
As he said this, the skinny old man took out something like a screwdriver from his clothes, came to Zhang Qilu, and said with a sly smile.
"This is something passed down from our ancestors. It's called Lingchi Needle. The Lingchi skills from our ancestors are useless now, but I still know how to torture people."
As he spoke, Sun Si came to Zhang Qilu's side, picked up his left hand, held the Lingchi needle against the joint on Zhang Qilu's index finger and asked, "Boy, do you know what this needle is used for? Lingchi's punishment is to It takes 3,357 cuts to cut off the meat. It is not that simple to cut off the meat. For example, some places are not so easy to cut, such as this joint. You need to use the Lingchi needle. I will only ask once, kid. Who are you."
Zhang Qilu was already reciting the Five Thunder Mantra silently in his mind at this moment, but this place was airtight and had no response to the spiritual power of the outside world. He had no choice but to grit his teeth.
After a while, Zhang Qilu felt an extreme pain on his left index finger. In addition, his senses and nerves were much more sensitive than ordinary people. At this time, he felt as if his soul had left his body. This pain suddenly disappeared. He reached the critical point of endurance, and the body's protective mechanism was activated again and he lost consciousness again.
