Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

Under the dim light, Chen Wenhe took the lead and entered the middle mine.

Seeing this, several white-skinned people immediately followed.

Zhao and Qian looked hesitant, and immediately there was a whipping sound nearby. The bearded man said, "What are you thinking about? Let's go!"

Zhao and Qian didn't dare to say anything and hurried to catch up with the team.

Not long after the group walked, they came to a fork in the road. Chen Wenhe hesitated slightly, but finally chose the fork on the left.

About half an incense stick of time later, another fork in the road appeared in front of everyone.

Chen Wenhe scratched his head and was about to turn left again when the bearded man hurriedly came up and asked, "Uncle, are you going to the mine? The evil pit should be on the right."

"How could I not know? I was just thinking about the technique..."

After walking for a while, they found another fork in the road ahead. Chen Wenhe hesitated for a long time and finally chose the right side.

But he hesitated and only took a big step forward when he saw that the bearded man didn't say anything.

However, not long after walking, another fork in the road appeared ahead.

Chen Wenhe frowned, then turned around and said, "I have figured out the key point of my technique, you go ahead."

The bearded man curled his lips, trotted to the front, and led everyone to the fork in the road on the right.

About half an hour later, the originally steep mine suddenly became flat.

Zhao and Qian breathed a sigh of relief, but several white-skinned men's eyes showed deep fear.

Not long after walking, an iron fence appeared in front of us, across the mine.

The iron fence was covered with various talismans.

As the crowd approached, talismans immediately began to move, hitting the two-finger-wide iron bar, making a harsh sound.

At the same time, in the middle of the iron fence, a human-skin face suddenly woke up and moved slowly.

The human-skin face showed signs of struggle, and black smoke continued to seep out of its empty eye sockets and mouth and nose.

A chill permeates the humid air, making people shiver as if something has invaded their skin.

"It hurts... It hurts so much... Token, hand over the token to pass." Leatherface said suddenly after spitting out black smoke.

The bearded man took out a black token, walked up to Leatherface, and asked, "Do you recognize this Chen character?"

"Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'll let you go." Leatherface showed a frightened expression.

Not far away, Zhao Rui's pupils shrank, and he immediately thought of an evil method of locking souls and refining corpses in the Heavenly Fire Sutra, but the method of this man-faced man was more sophisticated, and it was difficult to see the trick for a while.

Leatherface begged for a while, and then a small door under the iron fence creaked and popped open.

Seeing this, the bearded man quickly covered his mouth and nose, took out a talisman and stuck it on himself, then he slipped in.

After a few white-skinned people went in, it was Zhao and Qian's turn.

Before they entered, they smelled a strong, nauseating smell of blood.

In addition, a chilly feeling came over me, even more so than the black smoke just now.

"You two! This has just begun, let's go in quickly!" Chen Wenhe sneered and urged.

Zhao and Qian knew they couldn't escape, so they gritted their teeth and rushed in.

When everyone got in, the small door closed automatically, and the human-leather mask and the talisman gradually calmed down, clinging to the rusty iron bars like dead objects.

Behind the small door, the mine tunnel carved by knives and axes disappears and turns into a natural stalactite cave.

There are all kinds of stalactites, some are like big bells, some are like sharp swords, and some are like flattened pagodas.

At the same time, the road became very rugged and the group had to take a winding route.

But soon, the group arrived at a large cave that could accommodate 400 people.

The ground of the cave was smoothed by magic and engraved with countless mysterious runes. A mysterious and desolate atmosphere permeated the air. It was unclear whether it was an altar or a seal.

In the middle of the cave, two two-meter-wide cracks crossed and tore the ground, as if someone had cut it with a sharp weapon.

At the edge of the crack, seven or eight hemp ropes hung from the top of the cave, with black objects hanging from them. No one knew what they were.

As we got closer, the black things gradually became clearer, and they were all dead bodies.

"Brother Zhong, the food is served to you. Where are the people?" the bearded man shouted.

Among the seven or eight hanging corpses, one suddenly opened his eyes, swung twice, and fell to the ground.

The man had crooked eyes, a bald head, and skin as black as ink. He slowly stood up and glanced at everyone.

"Brother Zhong, can we not play so wildly? You scared me to death." said the bearded man.

Brother Zhong clasped his fists and bowed to Chen Wenhe, saying, "If you don't know how painful it is, how can you know how to cut someone's body?"

The bearded man rolled his eyes and said, "You are awesome, you are an expert, you have the final say."

Then, the bearded man pointed at the four white-skinned men and Zhao Rui and said, "These four are playing hide-and-seek with us again. Uncle has said that they will be suspended for a month. As for these two, they are newcomers, so you should kill them to show your power."

Chen Zhong narrowed his eyes and said, "If I operate the operation, it will take at most half a month for the other party to die."

"Then you can't live!"

"If you come, the other party will die in half a day!"

Chen Wenhe suddenly stepped forward and asked, "Has the evil spirit become more serious?"

Chen Zhong clasped his fists and saluted, saying, "The tides in the Ten Thousand Buddha Caves should return to normal in half a year."

"It's really fucking unlucky. The production has not kept up in the past six months." After cursing, Chen Wen turned to look at the old man surnamed Yao and said, "You're lucky. I'll hang you for seven days this time. The rest will be recorded in the account."

The old man surnamed Yao did not respond, as if he did not hear it.

Chen Wenhe flicked his sleeves, summoned an official hat stool, placed it in front of the erected iron frame, and said, "Let's get started! Let's see how long Old Man Yao can hold on."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhong pulled the old man named Yao and walked towards the iron frame.

When he got to the iron frame, he first put a body-locking talisman on the opponent, and then swung his knife to cut the hemp rope tied to the opponent's hands.

Then he pulled down the shackles on the iron frame and tied the old man surnamed Yao's hands on it.

A moment later, the old man surnamed Yao was hung on an iron frame, forming a fire character.

After the man was tied up, Chen Zhong walked to the tool table, picked up the thin hook and medicine thread, and said as if giving a lecture:

"The first step is to bury the medicine thread that stimulates vitality. Otherwise, some monks' bodies will overreact and they will die easily. That would be meaningless."

After he finished speaking, he took the needle and thread, walked behind the old man surnamed Yao, and inserted a needle into the Dazhui point.

After the hook needle pierces the skin, it goes straight down and soon the needle tip appears on the Taodao acupoint.

Chen Zhong was very focused. He went down along the Du channel, inserting the medicine thread into all the acupuncture points without missing a single one.

When he finished burying the last Changqiang acupoint, he explained:

"I used pure manual techniques for this Du Meridian, so that everyone can see it clearly and understand the principle. If you are casting a spell, you can directly control the hook needle to move in the body, and the thread embedding can be completed quickly."

"Brother Zhong, these are all prisoners. Why do you have to explain them so clearly? It's just a waste of time." The bearded man was a little impatient.

Chen Wenhe turned his head and glared at him, saying, "You! You are just rough and crude. If you can be as serious as Ah Zhong, you won't have to worry about not being able to build your foundation. This is an art, don't you understand?"

The bearded man pouted and muttered, "He hasn't established his foundation yet, and he's one year older than me!"

Chen Wenhe said angrily, "It's not that I can't, but I'm holding back. I want to go to the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave to look for the opportunity to make the golden elixir. Why do you think I'm staying in this damn place every day? I want to build a foundation and adapt to the environment of the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave in advance."

The bearded man fell silent and secretly tore off the talisman on his body.

Chen Wenhe smiled and said, "It's too late. Don't let the evil spirit enter your body. You need me to help you force it out."

The bearded man was helpless and stuck the talisman on his body again.

While the two were talking, Chen Zhong had already activated his magical power, controlling the hook needle to move through the body and burying the medicine thread into the eight extraordinary meridians of the old man named Yao.

After doing all this, he took out a carving knife, cut the old man surnamed Yao's wrist and said:

"When a person's body is in pain, it will always struggle. Some people would rather die than endure pain. As a torturer, we must prevent this from happening. Therefore, we must

Find all the tendons and take care of them in advance."

As he spoke, he took a pair of tweezers and picked out a tendon from the wound he had just made.

Then he took out an iron buckle from the toolbench, squeezed it hard, and fastened it on the broken tendon.

He used the same method to buckle all twelve main tendons of the old man surnamed Yao, and finally added:

"The recovery ability of Qigong practitioners is not that strong, so there is no need to go through so much trouble."

After doing all this, Chen Zhong walked to the tool bench, picked up a piece of white cloth, and carefully wiped the knife and tweezers.

After a while, when there was no trace of blood on the two tools, he put the tools back on the tool bench.

Then he picked up a brush, dipped it in a bottle, and said:

"This is venom extracted from the hundred-year-old corpse flower. It only decays the skin but does not harm other tissues. Without the protection of the skin, the pain can continue, achieving the maximum effect of the torture."

After he finished explaining, he picked up the brush and began to paint on the arm of the old man named Yao.

His movements were fast but also mechanical, and he seemed to be repeating a pattern.

A moment later, when he painted to the chest of the old man named Yao, the skin where he had started to paint had been corroded away, revealing small red flowers.