Brother Zhao knew that today's affairs might not be over so soon, so he moved a bench for Liang Chuan to sit on, and he waited beside him.
"Let's get straight to the point. What is your relationship with the Khitans? Once you explain it clearly and get the answer I want, I will let you go back and hold your wife and children. Otherwise, humph, I will make you regret coming into this world. !”
Khitan people! Hong Yi's pupils suddenly shrank when he heard this word. To them, this term is like what contemporary people say about island people. Although they are located in the southeast, they have the same national sentiment of hatred between country and family. The blood feud between the two countries has been accumulated for hundreds of years. , no one likes this nation.
Sure enough, this matter is not simple. Who would be so kind as to go out to pick up corpses in the middle of the night?
Hong Yi knew the seriousness of the matter and said softly to Liang Chuan: "I'm going to order the temple door to be locked. Don't worry, no one will disturb you at night."
Liang Chuan smiled slightly and said, "Then I'll be relieved."
Liang Chuan was still a kind-faced Bodhisattva a moment ago. He turned to look at the drunkard and immediately turned into an angry King Kong: "Then let's get started. I've seen a lot of torture methods. It's great to have you!"
"Bring over twenty steel needles from Zhaodi's shop!"
"Then what should he do? Third brother, do you want to do it yourself?" Zhaodi asked curiously.
"I'll do this kind of dirty work myself. You're still young and can't learn too much. This guy will naturally hang up first and take his time. There's no rush!"
When the drunk man saw that they were going to torture him, he was so drunk that he woke up seven or eight minutes early. He hurriedly pretended to be afraid of death but innocent, and begged for mercy: "Masters, after all, you are fasting and chanting Buddha's name." , I just had a drink in the evening, what did you do to tie me up, what kind of Khitan people are you? My family has been born and raised in Qingyuan for generations, I can’t understand anything you said!"
After saying that, he struggled secretly and found that the rope was tied really tight, and his hands became more and more painful as he struggled. In addition, after drinking at night, he felt weak and couldn't break free.
This rope was tied by Zhaodi. In the past, Zhaodi could occasionally catch some wild animals in the mountains, such as deer, wild sheep, etc. These game animals are quite strong, so he figured out how to tie these animals, and over time he got good at it. With the unique skill of tying one hand, not even animals can escape, let alone people!
"Unfortunately, the person eating the meal has just left, so we won't eat the meal." Liang Chuan said with a smile, "It's good for you to go drinking tonight, but you must not have been so good a few days ago. Did you come to find Sa's house seven days ago? What bad luck! Are the people who came with you all Khitan people?"
The drunkard was still arrogant: "I don't even know what you are talking about, please let me go, please let me go."
I clenched my teeth, and my toes below were already sore and numb when they touched the ground. My wrists were tied with a rope, bearing the weight of my whole body, which made me miserable. I drank too much wine at night, and I had a strong feeling of excrement and urine. He had to endure it, otherwise he would have pulled down his pants long ago.
Liang Chuan smiled evilly and said: "It tastes good, isn't it? This is called dragonfly drinking water. From the looks of it, you probably have a background as a spy, so this appetizer should be familiar to you."
The drunk man complained endlessly in his heart, how could he meet such a evil star in Qingyuan? He was chased by someone with an ax a few days ago, and today it fell into his hands again. The superiors had long told him not to provoke him, and he was very likely to With a background in the Song Dynasty officialdom, it seems that the superiors have known about it for a long time. If it were not for the people in the court of the Song Dynasty, who would dare to provoke spies from the Liao secret sect like myself! Damn it, you knew it and didn’t inform the people below. It seems that this time Qingyuan’s point will be completely eliminated!
"Let me ask you, who is your name and what do you do in the Liao Kingdom?"
The drunkard replied: "My surname is Ye, and my name is Lihan. I am from Qingyuan. If you don't believe me, you can ask my neighbors. They watched me grow up. This cannot be true."
"That's right! Then let me ask you, where did these injuries on your body come from, and what kind of weapons were they injured on?"
Liang Chuan pointed at the wide and deep wounds on his body. If a sharp blade couldn't cause such wounds, only a weapon like Liang Chuan's big ax could.
Ye Lihan suddenly became speechless and his eyes began to wander. He did not dare to look at Liang Chuan and was thinking hard about how to respond.
"This...this. It's a bit embarrassing to say that my wife and I have quarrels from time to time, and we are often injured. These were also injured by her."
"Oh? Your wife dares to be affectionate and can use an ax! She is indeed strong enough and cannot be offended." Liang Chuan teased, looking straight at him. Ye Lihan's spine was chilled by what he said. Don't believe it.
"Third brother, here's the needle." Zhaodi placed the needle on the bench.
Liang Chuan picked up a three-inch long steel needle, waved it in front of Ye Lihan's eyes, and said, "Did you see it? Wanda brand steel needle is tempered with fine iron and can be used to nail your nails." I don’t know what it feels like in the seams!”
After hearing this, Ye Lihan began to struggle crazily, trying to break away and keep Liang Chuan away. The steel needle emitted a black cold light, thicker than a bamboo stick, and was driven into the nail cap. .
Liang Chuan punched Ye Lihan, who was in a frenzy, and hit Ye Lihan hard on the lower abdomen. The pain made him shrink up from his feet off the ground, and a large pool of saliva dripped from his mouth to the ground, mixed with gall water. , exuding a fishy smell.
Liang Chuan grabbed one of his legs and twisted it tightly with one hand. With the other hand, he held a steel needle and inserted it hard between the nails of his toes!
A cry that could break through the night sky and almost lift the roof off. The severe pain made Ye Lihan roar like a wild beast. He wanted to kick Liang Chuan, but Liang Chuan was so powerful that his foot was caught. He grabbed it with one hand but couldn't break free.
"One more!" Liang Chuan exuded a ferocious aura on his face and said to Zhaodi without looking back.
Brother Zhao never thought that the steel needle was inserted into the nail seam. His face wrinkled up when he saw it. Ye Lihan's voice made him feel the same pain in his ears. I thought that this steel needle was inserted directly into the flesh of the body. In the past, the thorns of plants were pierced into the flesh on the mountain.
The nerve endings in the fingertips are extremely sensitive. Whether it is in the hands or feet, the same pain in these parts can be magnified countless times. After all, the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and this is the sole of the foot. When you prick your fingernails next time, you have to How painful it is.
Brother Zhao frowned and handed over another steel needle. Liang Chuan took the steel needle and pricked the other finger's fingertips hard again!
There was another roar, this time the cry was heavier than last time!
Zhaodi didn't dare to look at such a cruel scene and turned his head to the side. Monk Hongyi heard two deafening roars in succession and hurried back to the woodshed to see what was going on.
Many monks in the temple also heard the noise, but the abbot told them that they all covered their ears and were not allowed to leave their rooms even if the temple collapsed.
"Amitabha!" Hongyi was stunned by the scene as soon as he entered the woodshed. He saw Liang Chuan holding someone's foot and inserting steel needles into the toenails. The man screamed every time he inserted a needle, but Still not saying a word, her ten toenails were almost full.
"Sanlang, are you mistaken? You tortured him like this and he didn't even say a word. A normal person would have done it long ago, okay?" Hong Yi asked carefully.
Liang Chuan chuckled, looked at Ye Lihan with admiration and said, "It's precisely because he didn't say a word that it was even more problematic. A normal person would have cried for his father and mother. He thought he could survive it. ! If you don’t have experience or training in this area, who can bear it!"
As soon as Ye Lihan heard Liang Chuan's words, he immediately begged him for mercy: "Brother, I beg you, please let me go, let me go, I can't bear it..."
"Come on, this is just the beginning. There are other fun ways to play later, such as scraping the periosteum, playing the pipa, iron brushes, and too long ropes. Don't worry!"
When Liang Chuan spoke, people felt goosebumps all over their bodies when they heard what he said. There was a smile in his words. Although Hongyi and Zhaodi couldn't understand what these tricks were, they made their hair stand on end just listening to them. However, I dare not even think about what it would be like to actually use it.
The two people couldn't help but sympathize with this unfortunate guy.
When Ye Lihan heard that Liang Chuan had so many torture methods that he had never heard of, the pain between his fingers was already painful. What would he face next? He was struggling before, and now he was struggling even more fiercely. He began to curse viciously.
After ten painful screams, Ye Lihan's feet had ten more pieces of steel. Ye Lihan's face used to have a trace of blood, but now it has become pale and gray, and his eyes are lifeless, like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.
Liang Chuan shook him with the steel needle and said: "The next move is called periosteum scraping. What I just inserted was between your nails. It went straight and passed. It's not really a skill. Now this is insertion..." Liang Chuan He took the steel needle and walked around Ye Lihan's body, and finally stopped at the knee joint of his foot. He pointed at the knee joint and said, "What I inserted is your bone seam!"
Bone seam! How could Liang Chuan do such a sinister move? Hongyi and Zhaodi no longer had the confidence to continue watching, and their eyes slowly closed in unison.
Although Ye Lihan was a skilled spy and had learned some counter-investigation techniques, Daliao had never heard of recruiting them like this.
The pain of inserting nails is just like that, inserting into the bone seam. .
Ye Lihan yelled crazily, and when he saw Liang Chuan acting like a possessed ghost, he shouted: "You keep saying that I am a Khitan, what evidence do you have for it? You want to torture me to death and let me know for sure!"
Liang Chuan snorted coldly and said, "The evidence is within yourself!"
Yelihan shouted hysterically: "You fart, you spit! I'm not... I'm not..."
Liang Chuan pulled open Ye Lihan's shirt and saw a huge wolf head tattooed on Ye Lihan's chest, which was lifelike, as if it was about to pounce.
"Do you want me to say more about what this is? Don't tell me you did it for fun!"
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