The Life of Locking the Heavy Building is Absurd

In the fourth year of Jiayou's reign, less than a week after King Han Jing of Jin led the army to go on an expedition, University scholar Luo Chengxue was imprisoned for embezzling and perverting the law. The person who presided over Luo's case was Wan Zixiao, the head of the criminal department who also served King Jin.

In the closed dark secret room, only one oil lamp was lit, and the big yellow halo blurred day and night. There was no criminal trial, and there were no guards. With his gradually blurred perception, Luo Chengxue judged that he should be hung here for three days. There is more than enough.

The whole secret room suddenly vibrated, the opposite wall turned over, the leader holding a white lantern should be a jailer, Wan Zixiao was still wearing ordinary green and purple robes without court clothes, but the two people behind him were very eye-catching.They are both about 30 years old. One is more than nine feet tall, naked to the upper body, and is extremely burly. He only carries a small bucket, but the veins in his hands are visible and it seems a bit strenuous; Yellow coarse linen, with a green rusted machete pinned to his waist.Although they were dressed in completely different shapes, Luo Chengxue could confirm that both of them were Tartars with their high nose bridge and sunken eye sockets.

The jailer put down the lantern and left the chamber, and the walls were completely closed again.

Wan Zixiao walked up to Luo Chengxue with a sneer, bowed and bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, Wan Zixiao pays homage to Lord Luo. Lord Luo has been here for a few days, and Zixiao only came today. If you lose the friendship of a landlord, please don't worry about Lord Luo. "

Luo Chengxue smiled calmly, without a trace of anger: "You're welcome. Master Wan still remembers, and Luo is already grateful."

Wan Zixiao deliberately raised the corners of half of her lips, lowered her voice, her eyes were full of fierceness: "Remember! Of course I remember! Zixiao will remember what Master Luo has done."

The person who was suspended in the air, with a slight movement of his hand, his body also swayed.Luo Chengxue narrowed his eyes half enjoying it, and grinned to show his white teeth: "Luo is not a person who cares about every detail, and he likes the beauty of adults the most in his life. Master Wan, what do you think of the marriage I have secured?"

Wan Zixiao's face darkened a lot, he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Excellent! Excellent!"

Luo Chengxue seemed to have thought of something and smiled at Wan Zixiao, telling a story to the children in a soft voice: "Do you know? That Xue Qingmu is really in good shape, 710 eight knives, shaved for two days, stunned I haven’t lost my breath... I was thinking... Since I don’t want to die so much, let it go! It’s also a pleasure to let him go and see how Zhou Rou beheaded... Unfortunately, the winter solstice has just passed, and there are too many people in the street, so it’s really inconvenient , we can only send him to the 'bridal chamber' ahead of time..."

The corners of Wan Zixiao's mouth were stiff, and his body trembled uncontrollably because of anger.The tall tartar put down the small bucket in his hand, and stared blankly at the thin middle-aged man. Even if he made a living by killing people, he couldn't talk about the torture as easily as this man said. .

The hunchbacked tartar touched the big man lightly, lowered his eyes and muttered: "Don't look at what you shouldn't, Yan people are very strange!"

No matter how angry Wan Zixiao became, Luo Chengxue's eyes began to blur: "In the early years, my father was seriously ill, and the family was poor. My father passed away when I was young, and my mother washed the laundry for other families every day for me to study. After my mother left, the family was completely poor. Fortunately, my wife is virtuous, and she will never leave even if the family is poor. From the three years of Xuanzheng, when I was promoted to the bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion in 11, when I was finally able to show my ambitions, she passed away. At that time, Gong'er was only full moon, The little doll in her arms can't even call her mother...

In the empty mansion, Gong'er is my only concern. I spoiled him a little before and developed his useless temper, but he is not a villainous person after all...

That night, Gong'er bled so much that the blue and white floor was stained red, so he just lay on his stomach quietly, not moving at all...and that Zhou Rou, the white porcelain bottle he was holding was covered with Blood, drop by drop, dripped down the curved surface... The red one is extremely dazzling... I thought that the Luo family would have a queen, and that they could also enjoy family happiness... But I didn't expect that I would even pay for my son , Luo Chengxue—the snow is falling all over the city, no one responds, the most lonely..."

Tears flowed into her mouth, Luo Chengxue lowered her head and looked directly at Wan Zixiao, she was still in a trance a moment ago, but now her face was grim: "Zhou Rou killed Gong'er, she deserves to die! Gong'er was killed because of Xue Qingmu, so he deserves to die even more! Thousands of cuts are light, and it is my kindness not to fry them in a frying pan! But all of this is because of you! Wan Zixiao, you are the one who harmed our Luo family! You killed Xue Qingmu! It was you who killed Zhou Rou! I want you to suffer! I want you to taste the loss! I hate you! I wish I could eat you to pieces!"

Wan Zixiao's eyes were bloodshot, and veins popped out in his hands. He grabbed Luo Chengxue's skirt, and his whole body exuded a viciousness like a ghost: "Luo Chengxue! Today I want you to return everything you owe Aoki!"

Luo Chengxue was not afraid at all, as if discussing what to have for dinner with an old friend, he said with a smile: "I want to be tortured again? Do you want me to introduce you to a master with good craftsmanship?"

Wan Zixiao smiled and shook her head: "That's not necessary, I've already invited the person. But it's not a trick like Ling Chi! Master Luo has heard that there is a kind of handicraft spread among the northern Xinjiang Tartars, as long as you open a small The cut can peel off the entire animal skin..."

Luo Chengxue's expression darkened, and he tilted his head to look at the two tartars: "It really took a lot of effort, Master Wan invited a good hand, and Luo must enjoy it."

Wan Zixiao smiled recklessly, like a ghost wanting to enjoy blood: "I want to give Aoki a wedding gift, of course we must invite the best craftsmen." After finishing speaking, he waved to the two of them with a brisk voice: "Take good care of this My lord, if there is no wound on the exposed skin, the reward will be indispensable to you."

The hunchbacked tartar hurried to Wan Zixiao's side, copying awkward Chinese: "Don't worry! An Muda and I are both top-notch veterans! Skinning a live deer only takes a slap the size of a palm! An hour later..."

Before the tartar could finish speaking, Wan Zixiao had already triggered the hidden mechanism and disappeared behind the wall.

The hunchbacked man walked around Luo Chengxue twice, chose a position and was carried on his back by the big man, drew out the scimitar at his waist and made a cross on Luo Chengxue's head.Skillfully pick *open* white scalp, let the blood flow out vigorously, wait until the first bleeding begins to scab, the hunchback pours the special potion evenly from different directions along the torn gap, shining metal The shiny brown-yellow liquid quickly seeped under the skin.

The intense pain blurred all of Luo Chengxue's senses, and gradually he couldn't feel the pain, but instead had the illusion of lightness. In a trance, Gong'er still looked like a child, with one mouthful and one father, crisp and raw; Fa's wife was sitting by the window combing her hair, Looking up, I saw that I was shy with my head down; my father kept coughing, but asked him to recite the book with his hands behind his back, and my mother sat aside, sewing new clothes for him.If this is the best, what was the purpose of all my heart and soul.Luo Chengxue suddenly felt that he and Wan Zixiao were very pitiful.

The potion poured in was much heavier than the blood, and the flesh was torn apart along the body, and within a moment Luo Chengxue was separated from the flesh.After peeling off the human skin from the top of the head, the blood man with pink flesh turned out was still breathing, his full eyeballs protruded, and only two pieces of raw flesh remained. His lips opened and closed as if they were saying something.An Muda squatted quietly next to the piece of meat, a tall man with brown skin like a tree stump, only his lips were constantly moving on his calm face.

The hunchback spat on the ground, and yelled at An Muda in a foreign language, "Don't bring me water for things that don't wink! Wash the skins before you can exchange them for silver!"

An Muda brought the bucket placed in the corner to the hunchback. The human skin covered with blood and medicinal liquid was thrown into the bucket. His thick hands rubbed it repeatedly, and the small secret room was filled with the smell of blood and bitter medicine.

An Muda took out the wet human skin, shaking it gently for fear of tearing the fragile skin accidentally.The hunchback wanted to dry the human skin and wrap it in a blue cloth. While he was busy, An Muda went back to the meat again, reached out and touched it with his hand, and found that the meat was cold, so he picked it up and threw it away. The white prison uniform on the ground covered the corpse.

"Doing these useless things again!" The hunchback wrapped up his human skin and smiled: "An Muda, you are a big woman!"

An Muda lowered his head and rubbed his hands, as if he had gotten used to the hunchback's sarcasm: "He said it was pitiful..."

"You are not suitable for this kind of business." The hunchback lowered his face and neatly packed his tools: "Young Master Yuan is right, An Muda, you can kill a deer at best!"