"Let me go, let me go, you bunch of dogs and eunuchs."
That night, Golock was escorted by two jailers all the way to the underground cell, where Golock was put into the cell.
At this time, the jailer gave a casual push, and Gorok fell to the haystack on the ground in the cell. Gorok looked at the two jailers outside the cell fiercely, looking at them with disdain, and his heart suddenly felt like 10,000 The grass and mud horse was churning in Gorok's heart.
At this moment, in the courtroom, Hua Yiming and Guo Shaohong were sitting upright in their respective seats.
"Mr. Guo, what punishment do you think is most appropriate for this type of prisoner?" Hua Yiming said coldly.
"Well, Mr. Hua, you don't have to worry too much. If you want to impose the death penalty on this kind of person, just come to Ling Chi. This kind of prisoner is originally a person who culturally identifies with our Central Plains culture, but he actually ran away halfway. He went to the Liaodong area and joined the Manchurian Kingdom. Since he is willing to be Nurhaqi's dog, let him do it to the end. In the end, he will be executed directly in Lingchi and made into a dog meat hot pot." Guo Shaohong touched his chin and raised his toes. Said angrily.
"Hahahahaha, Mr. Guo really kills people and kills people!" Hua Yiming laughed and said happily.
At this moment, Golok, who was locked in the cell, suddenly felt sleepy. He slowly lay down on the straw and fell asleep immediately.
At this time, in the dream, Gorok seemed to have returned to the Liaodong region with white mountains and black waters.
In the dream, Gorok stumbled and staggered across a snowfield and came to a cave.
Gorok felt that the outside world was very cold, so he gently lit a fire in the cave to keep warm.
Suddenly, a voice sounded: "Xiao Zhao!"
Gorok looked back and saw that it seemed to be coming from inside the cave. Gorok suddenly wondered who would live in the cave, so Gorok picked up a torch from the fire and walked into the cave slowly. Inside.
Gorok walked and walked, and suddenly, he came to an empty place, which was actually the inside of the cave.
Suddenly, Gorok saw a man meditating there. He was bald and wearing a shaman's sacrificial robe.
Gorok opened his eyes and took a closer look. Wait, isn't that person his mentor? Yes, it's Shurhan?
"Teacher." Gorok ran forward with tears in his eyes, shouting as he ran, and suddenly fell to his knees in front of Shurhan.
Shuerhan slowly opened his eyes and looked at Golock in front of him. He couldn't help but be filled with emotion. Yes, seeing his mentor at this moment, Golock was like seeing a faint light in the darkest moment of his life.
"Gorok."
"Teacher, we have lost all Liaodong and Manchuria to the Hanyang Dynasty. The Hanyang Dynasty has suppressed us in Manchuria again, and there is no hope."
"Gorok, stop worrying about meaningless things. The same is true for the founding of the Manchurian Kingdom, and the same is true for its destruction. As long as you are safe, everything will be fine."
"Teacher, Manchuria is now leaderless. Where should Manchuria go from here?"
"Golock, don't place your hopes on national honor. You must have the mentality of doing as the Romans do. Tell other Manchu compatriots what I say! Also, tell them that they must come to Fushun to find me."
As soon as Shurhan finished speaking, his whole person turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace.
Suddenly, in a flash, Gorok woke up from his sleep.
"Wait, what, let me tell the others to go to Fushun to find their mentor." Golok suddenly muttered to himself, and was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
At this time, in the cell where Golock was, suddenly, Lord Guo Shaohong walked in with several jailers.
"Zhao Zeizi, what else do you want to say before you die?" Guo Shaohong looked at Golock with arrogance and said.
"Please help me convey a message to my friends. If they are safe, please go to Fushun to find a psychic master. His name is Shuerhan." Gorok said with a melancholy look.
"Hahaha, traitor Zhao, you are still thinking about the safety of your colleagues at this moment. Well, I will make sure to explain all these things you said to your colleagues clearly. Okay, you just wait until tomorrow. That Ling Chi!"
As soon as Guo Shaohong finished speaking, Guo Luoke suddenly panicked and looked at Mr. Guo Shaohong with a blank expression.
Gorok said: "What, Lingchi, will Lingchi be executed?"
"Yes, to deal with people like you who are untouchables like you, who are not like Han people, who are not like Manchurians, and who even spit at me in court, you should be sentenced to death." Guo Shaohong said with a cold face. .
"My lord, my lord, I beg you, don't execute me Lingchi. Even if you chop me into pieces, I will be happy!" Gorok cried.
"As for the rebels and the accomplices who threaten the rule of our Hanyang Dynasty, you are simply a thorn in the side of this team and should be killed!" As soon as Guo Shaohong finished speaking, he immediately left the cell with the jailers.
By noon the next day.
At Caishikou in the eastern suburbs of the capital.
Gorok was tied to the rack, and the executioners each held a sharp knife and cut off piece after piece of Gorok's naked upper body. The executioner's Lingchi's knife skills were really skillful, and each time he cut off Gorok Every piece of flesh on the body is a good knife skill that will not cause death.
Suddenly Gorok howled in pain and was in agony.
There were countless onlookers.
At the same time, Wanyan Ying, Wanyan Yongjia, Lao Jin, Hong Taiji, Fulha and Tatara were in the cell.
A jailer came to their cell carrying a bucket of rotten vegetable leaves and a bucket of gruel.
"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!"
Suddenly, the six of them stepped forward and rushed to hold out the bowls in their hands.
The jailer took his time to get them food and meals.
Suddenly, a jailer came over and said to the six of them: "Hey! Listen carefully, the six of you. The man named Golok who was taken away before left a message for you, telling you if any of you When you get out, go to Fushun to find a man named Shuerhan."
"Gorok, Xiao Zhao? Where is he now? How are they doing?" Tatara asked.
"He, haha, he has been dragged to Lingchi and executed." The jailer replied with a smile.
"Oh my God!" Fulha said in horror.
"Hey, are you scared? I think you don't have the chance to find the person he wants you to find. I guess you're just waiting to die in prison one by one?!" After the jailer finished speaking, he shook his head and left.
But, then again.
Who is this shaman, the great psychic master, Shurhan?
If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the breakdown next time.
