I lost my memory after crossing

The Lord did not answer.

He Yu has been in charge of the Xuanji Department for many years, and his prestige is still there. Everyone in the criminal department looks at me and I look at you, but no one dares to do anything.We can only follow the rules first, cut off water and food, and imprison him in a water prison.Exactly what and how to judge?The decision-making power ultimately fell into the hands of the chief criminal officer.

The original Xiaojiu, now the Jiuye, he just glanced at the supervisor of the criminal department, which made him break out in a cold sweat.

"How do traitors interrogate, and now you want me to teach you?"

The steward's heart trembled, and he fell to his knees with a plop, and the voice of Master Jiu came from above his head, "You know better than me the methods of the criminal division. Remember, I want him to have nothing-no-damage."

Xiao Jiu spit out these four words slowly, and smiled slightly, "Do you understand?"

The steward's heart froze, "It's... I understand... I understand."

******

He Yu has been locked in the water prison for three hours. It's damp and cold here, and the water temperature is biting.The dense cold air was like countless needles piercing into the bone seam bit by bit, tormenting him almost going crazy, but he couldn't even break out in a cold sweat.

The pain in his knee was so painful that he couldn't feel it. His knee had an old injury. The doctor said that he should not catch the cold anymore, so the pavilion master never let him kneel for a long time.

Thinking about it this way, he suddenly felt a little regretful, how could a mayfly shake a big tree, so why bother to take this gamble, in the end he still suffers.

Probably because he is used to the other party's compromise, He Yu, He Yu, this problem should be changed!

He was thinking wildly, trying to divert his attention away from the pain, but after an unknown amount of time, it was so long that He Yu could hardly stand up, when finally there was a sound above his head.

Someone opened the door of the dungeon and fished him out. His consciousness was still clear, but his legs felt nothing, and he was dragged forward almost all the way.

The people in the criminal department were very polite to him. As the head of the Xuanji department, He Yu had protected them a lot, but they could only do so as not to make trouble.

The steward put on clean clothes for him, and took him into the lowest cell of the Criminal Division. In the middle of the cell was a round platform, surrounded by air, with cold iron chains hanging from it, and around the round platform were four stoves.

The moment he stepped into the cell, He Yu's heart almost trembled.No one is more familiar with this place than him. No matter how many iron-blooded tough guys are not afraid of skin cramps, they are all folded in his hands here. What is tortured here is not a person's body, but his will.

Regardless of whether it was the pavilion master or not who gave this order, it made him terrified.

He Yu was locked on the round platform in the middle. The hanging height of the iron chain was very tricky. He had to stand on tiptoe to touch the ground. He had to be stretched straight to relieve the pressure on his arms.

His knees couldn't bear it.

But for a moment, He Yu was covered in cold sweat. The steward approached, said offended, and pulled out the dagger from his waist.

He Yu only felt a tingling pain in his wrist, and warm liquid slowly slid down his arm, and someone immediately took it with a porcelain bowl.

Not too much, not too little, a whole bowl was enough to make He Yu lose blood and become weak without being seriously injured and unconscious.

After receiving a bowl of blood, someone immediately applied medicine to stop the bleeding and carefully bandaged him. The stoves on all sides were lit, the temperature of the cell began to rise, and the iron door slammed shut.

He Yu was the only person left in the cell, and there was the sound of flames flickering and crackling. The windows for ventilation were not large, and the temperature began to rise slowly, but not too high, just a little higher than human body temperature. At first, fine beads of sweat could still seep from He Yu's forehead, which was quickly evaporated by the scorching heat.

Because of blood loss and high temperature, people will become extremely thirsty. After an hour, He Yu can't even sweat. , he began to struggle involuntarily, the iron chain swayed, affecting his whole body, his knee was like a knife piercing a needle, making him unable to help but cry out in pain.

He became a little more awake, forced himself to suppress the restlessness in his heart, his throat rolled, but he didn't even saliva.

This is probably retribution, He Yu thought happily, he made so many people feel like dying here, and now it's finally his turn, under such a harsh environment, all the old diseases in his body may be pulled out, It won't be long before he becomes unconscious. He glanced at the silver needle quietly placed on the opposite platform, feeling chills in his heart.

He can't faint!

If you want to wear down a person's will, you have to keep his spirit under high tension all the time. Only when the string is tight can it be easily broken. The criminals will never give him the slightest rest time. would go into the big hole on the top of his head.

This is the most frightening thing, the needles inserted into the acupoints will damage the mind, and there are not a few people who went insane under his needles.

In at most three days, his will will collapse, and before that, he must be sober.

Dark, lonely, weak.It was like the tide was rolling in He Yu's body, depriving him of vitality and vitality, and pushing him bit by bit into the endless abyss.

There is also extreme thirst, before the dawn of tomorrow, no one will give him even a drop of water...

He Yu forced himself to open his eyes, trying to find solace in his memories.

Zhiyuxuan —————

Xingzhi chased away everyone in the house, even Yanlin was gone.

As the evening approached, the light in the room was a little dark. He hugged his knees and curled up in a corner, trembling slightly.

As if his head was about to explode, countless pictures flickered in it quickly, strange at times, at times as if they had known each other, and squeezed into the depths of his mind dimly, once he tried to see clearly, all the pictures disappeared again No, the subconscious told him that it was something very important, but he couldn't remember it.

There are also those disturbing scenes in the dream, those memories and feelings belonging to Nanshan, which kept impacting in his body, which made him almost unable to distinguish which belonged to him and which belonged to Nanshan.

What happened!

The name was like a curse, which made him sink into the mud and couldn't extricate himself.

He said he was leaving...

Walk?At that moment, he felt his heart tremble.Putting aside his shock and anger, his heart was filled with unprecedented fear.

He was afraid, afraid that He Yu would leave, he couldn't imagine that if He Yu left...

There will be no such person in the end of the sky, he will no longer see that firm and upright figure, no one will look at him affectionately, no one will think about him all the time, no one will care about him If he wakes up with insomnia in the middle of the night, the person he misses is not there, and no one cares about whether he eats well or sleeps well, if such thoughts are gone, what is left of him?

Bustling world?Pinnacle power?Even his body?

None of this is his.

If even this concern is gone, then what connection does he have with this world?Just like floating duckweed, will it disappear one day and nothing will be left.

This fear of emptiness and nothingness has even far surpassed his despair of watching He Yu leave on the edge of the cliff.

He Yu... Am I really in love with you?

The feeling of love is so wonderful, what should I do to keep you by my side, so that you belong to me completely?

He looked helplessly at the darkness around him, finally groped for the wine jar on the table, and hugged him tightly, like his last consolation.

This is the taste of He Yu...

The golden sun is falling, the lights are just on, and the cold moonlight shines into the room from the window, but it can't shine into the darkest prison cell of the criminal department. One of them is struggling in emotion, the other is suffering in pain, and neither of them will let the other go.

The rising sun is shining brightly.

He Yu had been in the cell for seven hours, and his knees had already lost consciousness. He could only rely on his arms to support the weight of his whole body. The thirst in the room is like a cracked earth, with countless sharp knives inserted, scratching the soft flesh of the throat.

Such a small and long torture made He Yuji almost go crazy, and every cell in his body was clamoring for exhaustion.

Just faint... just faint...

No pain, no hunger, no thirst...

He Yufa ruthlessly bit the flesh in his mouth until his mouth was filled with the smell of blood before he finally regained his sanity.

The iron door was suddenly opened, and there was a sharp sound, his chin was lifted roughly, and then a cool liquid approached his lips.

It is water.He is like a fish that has been dry for a long time, and he can't wait to open his mouth, wanting more, and a half glass of water can't suppress the thirst in his body.The restlessness that had been accumulated all night began to roll again, and he began to struggle involuntarily.

Soon he was firmly held down again, and the sharp dagger cut a gash in his arm again. As the blood drained a little bit, his stomach seemed to be stirred together, and he felt sick again and again.

A bowl full.

There were fires flying around, but He Yu felt cold all over his body.

It's been a day, it's been a whole day since he entered the Criminal Division. In the long dark night, he has been looking at the closed iron gate with burning eyes, from anxiety to fear and despair, and now his heart is still.

He didn't wait for the person who broke into the prison in a panic, called his name helplessly, and confessed to him, the person who promised to protect him for the rest of his life.

He knew that person would never come again, but he was like a fool, a spoiled fool, rational cognition could never compare to emotional dependence.

Hope again and again, despair again and again, go round and round, never stop.

——— "Do you know what a shadow is?"

————"Shadow is a thousand-year-old rock, ten-thousand-year ice, and an eternal sharp blade in the master's hand. You shouldn't treat yourself as a human being, and human feelings-too extravagant