The next day.

Yingtian Prefecture sent two soldiers to the imperial prison to take over the criminal "Dun". After finishing the official business process, he put shackles on Dusk, left the city gate and went north and took them to the border.

The day before, Ji Gang, commander of the Jinyiwei, led the Northern Fufu Division's Fufu Division's Fufu Division, and many Tiqi Captains, to quietly leave Yingtian City overnight and make arrangements in advance.

On the same day when he was sent to the frontier at dusk, several groups of people quietly left the city.

On the same day, Ma Sanbao from the Forbidden City left Danei and led several cavalry straight to the east and headed towards Suzhou and Hangzhou.

On the same day, the Nanzhen Fushi quietly captured a black market middleman.

In the Nanzhen Fushi Prison, the oil lamps cracked and the candle shadows swayed. The smell of rotten moldy air was turbid and heavy. The feeling of sealing without seeing the sun was almost suffocating.

The small torture room was filled with torture instruments.

If an ordinary person walks into the torture room, his legs will become weak, and he wishes to explain everything that his ancestors have done in the 18th generation. Anyway, after walking into the torture room at dusk, he feels that he can't stand it by simply getting rid of armor.

From this we can see how perseverance the ancestors who endured torture in history had.

At dusk, he walked into the Nanzhen Fushi Prison.

He should have walked on the road to the frontier with shackles.

After thinking about it, I felt that it was inappropriate and the danger coefficient was too high, so I chose to let the substitute go. It would be okay to have a bigger flaw. At worst, the plan failed, which was better than being dead.

Looking at the prisoner who was tied up tightly, I was quite surprised. I thought this stubborn middleman was so extraordinary that I never thought that he was just an ordinary little old man.

Slim and black, with old eyes turbid.

No one would associate him with a tough guy who was tortured.

Saihazhi whispered: "It's him, he's called Song Ling. It is said that he had studied and took the imperial examinations when he was young, but unfortunately he failed the exam many times. Later, he went to the black market to survive. With his extraordinary mind and character, he made a world of success. There were dozens of people under his command. This time, if we hadn't been secretly taking him, we would have a large-scale fight."

Xun asked, "Have you checked his background?"

Saihazhi: "I checked it, there is nothing special. The only strange thing is that he has made over the years is that he has no idea where he has made over the years. Don't believe it. The money he has made over the years is really no less than what I have made.”

For example, when it comes to Huahong, Song Ling gets 10% kickbacks, and he just needs to talk and let his subordinates spread the news. He has many such businesses.

He took two steps back at dusk, sat down and signaled that the black cloth that Tikka general Song Ling had covered his eyes loose.

Saihachi also stepped back and sat down.

He wanted to see if there was any way to pry Song Ling's mouth open in Dusk.

Xun looked at Song Ling and smiled and said, "Are you surprised?"

Song Ling was shocked, "You haven't been sent to the frontier?"

Huang Du laughed and didn't answer, asking, "When you took that mission, you didn't think you would be arrested and imprisoned again? Why did you take it if you knew it was hot?"

Song Ling remained silent.

The dusk still smiled, "I know that human faith is a strange thing. People with faith can really bear the ultimate pain in the world, but what is your faith?"

Song Ling sighed, "No matter how you say it, I will not betray the employer."

This is the foundation of his life.

Sunset shook his head, "I didn't plan to convince you."

Song Ling sneered, "Torture? I'm halfway through the soil, are I still afraid of pain and death?"

Xun said slowly: "Song Ling, my time is very precious. Because I still have to read books to prepare for next year's imperial examination, I will only give you two opportunities. Now it's the first time. Are you willing to tell who is hanging flowers and flowers to take my head?"

Song Ling looked at him disdainfully.

The dusk was not in a hurry and said with a smile: "Since you have chosen by yourself, I have to punish you helplessly. Don't worry, this long-lost punishment will not hurt."

Saihazhi didn't understand, "What punishment is lost?"

Xun said inwardly that Saiha was wise and sensible. He knew how to sing a double act and said with a smile, "Do you know King Zhou?"

Who doesn't know this?

Xun said: "King Zhou once invented a punishment called "Dizheng," which has long been lost. Unfortunately, I happened to know this kind of torture that is unique in the world."

Was this thing really invented by King Zhou?

It is hard to say, after all, King Zhou's image was smeared by the Zhou Dynasty - history has always been like this.

Saihazhi: "Dripping?"

Dusk nodded, "The depressed punishment requires special equipment: at the four corners of a square base, four pillars support a hard wooden board, and there is a round hole the size of a palm in the middle of the board. The criminal sat on a comfortable chair in the middle of the base, and the top of the head was exposed from the round hole, but the criminal's head was fixed and unable to move, and his limbs could move freely. Due to the blockage of the hardwood board above the head, the criminal could not reach the top of the head exposed from the round hole. Then, a bucket was hung above the criminal's head, and a small eye was chiseled at the bottom of the barrel, so that the water slowly drips on the prisoner's head. The prisoner added water to the barrel every morning, and a bucket of water just drips in one day."

"While during the execution, we will ensure that all the criminals need is good food and drink."

Song Ling was puzzled.

It's just a drop of water.

As an old man from the Nanzhen Fushi and an expert in the prison, Saihazhi's eyes began to widen, "This punishment..."

He felt that the punishment would be terrifying.

At dusk, "Can you know that water drops wear out the stone?"

Saihazhi nodded.

Xun said: "The principle is almost the same."

In front of Song Ling, he talked about the process of punishment in detail: During the first period of execution, the criminal did not feel that he was being punished. In about half a month, the criminal would feel something strange on his head. In about a month, the criminal would start to lose his hair, and he would still not feel pain until his hair fell out. At this moment, his scalp was soft and rotten, white and thick, and began to crack and peel.

Soaked in water, the scalp that is about to peel off will rot. The stern officer will add boiled soup to the bucket to prevent the scalp from rotting.

Under the extremely slow and gentle erosion of the water droplets, the scalp broke away from the Tianling cover, revealing its white skull.

The water drops slowly erode and wash the prisoner's skull, but the water is added with medicine soup, so the wound will not become inflamed and rot. During this process, the criminal is healthy, clear-headed, and feels the long and intensified pain without any obstacles.

Day after day, the prisoner's skull becomes thinner and the pain becomes more and more severe, and the criminal will be unbearable. The criminal needs to tie the criminal's hands to prevent him from being self-injured.

If the criminal continues to survive, the criminal will insert a funnel into his mouth and pour vegetable porridge when he is howling.

This has been a year.

The criminal was already in pain, but his body looked healthy and strong.

The water droplets are still dripping, hitting the crystal clear and moist skull. The thickness of the skull is not consistent, and the closer to the water droplet, the more transparent the skull is.

Eventually, the skull will be dripped through by water, revealing the pink brain, and thin fragments will be pushed into the brain tissue by the water droplets that continue to fall. The water droplets will eventually drip through slowly, disrupting the brain, causing the criminal to slowly turn into a fool in the severe pain, and then slowly die.

This is an extremely long process.
Chapter completed!