pain.
Neck pain and wrist pain.
"Trash! You can't even do that!"
"Damn the slave..."
"If this matter ruins the prince's plan, even a hundred lives won't be enough to die, do you know?"
"It's the incompetence of slaves."
"Dog thing! Take the thing back yourself and deal with this person, otherwise you will know what to do."
"The slave obeys."
Jiang also listened to the conversation in his ear, hazy but unable to open his eyes, as if in a dream. As the conversation ended, footsteps sounded, slowly approaching him.
Immediately afterwards, a basin of cold water was splashed on Jiang Ye's face.
Jiang Ye finally woke up and opened his eyes with difficulty. In front of him is the loach, sitting in front of him, and there are people standing beside him on the left and the right. I don't know where this place is, it's too dark to see anything. Seeing Jiang also woke up, Loach said, "Awake?"
Jiang didn't answer either. At this moment, the back of his neck hurt sharply, trying to recall the previous situation. There must be no doubt that this person hit, the attack was very hard, but he lost consciousness in an instant. But now I think about it all, it seems to be meaningless. The loach didn't speak when he saw Jiang, but he took the tea unhurriedly, lifted the lid and carefully stroked the rim of the cup a few times, and then took a slow sip before asking: " Where is the thing?"
Jiang didn't answer either.
"Who are you from?"
Jiang still didn't answer.
At this moment, he was hung on a wooden frame, his hands were locked, the chains were thick and rough, and he only needed to move his wrist a little and it would break. And his legs were tied together. The most terrifying thing is that at his neck, a hemp rope the thickness of a thumb is attached to his Adam's apple and tied to the wooden frame behind his head, which means that if he passes out and lowers his head, he will be killed. This hemp rope strangled.
Loach is obviously used to seeing hard-mouthed people, so he must have done a lot of interrogation. Seeing that Jiang was also so silent, he waved his hand lightly, and the two next to him said at the same time, "Yes."
Jiang Ye watched the two of them walk into the dark, unable to see what they were doing, and then walked back, standing in front of Jiang Ye on the left and the right.
Only then did he see clearly that one was holding a whip, and the other was holding a jar of unknown contents.
It seemed that torture was inevitable.
Jiang also wanted to laugh a little at the thought of this. He had never been in the hands of the enemy for so long in the army, let alone forced a confession by his words and deeds; but now, at the feet of the emperor, he was locked in a dark room and subjected to torture.
Loach asked lightly again: "Where is the thing?"
Jiang Ye still didn't answer, but the loach was very patient, so he added, "Who are you from?"
Presumably he also knew that Jiang would not answer. This question was like a routine. Just after he finished speaking, he said "um", and the two slaves walked in more willingly, and then a whip fell on Jiang Ye. waist.
The thin cloth was torn in an instant, and blood oozing from it, Jiang also bit his lip and didn't make a sound.
But everyone present, including Jiang, knew the power of that whip. It was not an ordinary weapon whip, but a long whip specially made for severe torture. The whip would have short thorns with small roots almost every inch, and the taste of the whip on the body was simply unbearable for ordinary people.
Jiang also received the whip, but he didn't make a sound, which immediately aroused the interest of the loach.
"Yo, it's quite able to carry it." Loach said with a smile, "You two, please wait a little longer, don't be lazy."
"Yes."
Hearing that, the man with the whip raised his hand and swung it towards Jiang Ye's chest with all his strength. The whip also slapped Jiang Ye's cheeks for a while, and a bloodstain as thick as a finger appeared on his face. Jiang also bit his lower lip and tried his best to endure. Before he could get through the most painful moment, the next whip came again.
The servant was rude and hit Jiang Ye ten times in a row.
If you want to say, it is estimated that he is also a veteran of torture. These ten whips are not only full of strength, but he is maliciously whipping the same new wound, which is open to the flesh, and then makes up for another whip. Rao Shijiang also has amazing willpower and it is impossible Can handle it. He bit his lower lip with blood, but he didn't open his mouth, but his throat roared like a wild beast, mixed with heavy breathing, and let out a sound.
Jiang Ye's clothes were completely torn, revealing his skin, and the bloodstains on it were terrifying. The other person walked over with the jar, gently opened it, and then used the prepared wet brush to touch the contents inside, as if painting, and rubbed Jiang Ye's wound.
The jar contained salt.
The hair of the brush was not very docile. It had been wiped on the wound, and the bristles had poked into the wound, and with the movement, it slid through the pulled flesh. If it were replaced with skin without wounds, it would probably feel itchy at best, but now, swimming in the flesh, with salt acting on it, it was as if a tiny blade was cutting deeper flesh in the wound.
Jiang's veins burst out of pain, the blood vessels in his neck throbbed suddenly, and his eyes were wide open, as if they were about to pop out at any time. This kind of pain is unbearable at all. No matter what Jiang wants to keep silent, at this moment, he can't help but shout out loudly: "Ahhh!"
The loach nodded in satisfaction and said, "Right, this is the right reaction."
However, the servant didn't care how terribly Jiang Ye screamed, but seriously smeared salt on Jiang Ye's wound with a brush.
When the man stopped his hand, the effect of the salt on the wound was not diminished at all, and every place was in severe pain like a fire, and the loach began a new round of interrogation: "Where is the thing."
"I'll fuck your ancestor! I'll be your brother in your mother's belly! Ah!!!" Jiang also yelled.
The voice was too loud, and the loach frowned at the scolding. He then said to the servant: "Gut his mouth, it seems that he is still stubborn, and he will continue to fight. After a few hours, I will ask again."
"Yes."
There is no need to guess what happens next.
Jiang Ye
After being gagged, he was whipped until the roar in his throat turned into a whimper, and the man didn't intend to stop.
In the end, he stopped because the minion was tired and wanted to rest for a while, and Jiang was covered in blood all over his body, and there was no good place. That's how a whip hits a person. It hurts enough, but it doesn't bleed too fast like a knife wound. It's the most suitable for torturing people slowly.
When Jiang was also tortured by this pain, his eyes were blackened, and he couldn't see anything clearly. When he was on the verge of fainting, the minions stopped their hands, put the things back in their original places, and rested in the position where the loach had sat before.
At this time, the hemp rope at the Adam's apple was really a stroke of genius, and Jiang didn't dare to faint, even if the pain was excruciatingly painful, he didn't dare to faint. If he passed out, the hemp rope would soon kill him.
When he was being whipped, his hands and feet couldn't help but struggle, his wrists were rubbed with blood by the shackles, and the hemp ropes tied to his ankles were about to sink into his flesh under his struggle.
Pain, tired, sleepy, want to sleep.
There were only a few thoughts left in Jiang Ye's mind, and then he had to use the shackles to slap the wound on his wrist a few more times, using the pain to stimulate himself to stay awake.
He remembered the torture he heard in the past, but it was just knocking out and splashing water and then beating, how could these people play hard with tricks. To be able to pass out at this time can really be regarded as redemption.
I don't know how long it has passed, but Jiang has lost his concept anyway, and his whole person is confused, only knowing the pain.
Loach returned to this dark room again, and the two servants immediately got up and gave up their seats. Loach said, "How is it? Do you want to spit?"
The slave said: "This man is very tough."
"Did you two fight hard enough?" Loach said, picked up the whip, and walked into Jiang Ye.
Just looking at Jiang Ye's physique, it's really not that good. He's lean and lean, and he doesn't look like he can resist a lot of fighting. He got closer, saw the flesh on Jiang Ye's body, and then looked at his face, the lower lip had been bitten, and the blood was all over it, dripping down to his chin, mixed with his sweat, his eyes were slightly open, and he could clearly see The whites of his eyes were already occupied by bloodshots.
Jiang also saw the person coming, raised his heavy eyelids, only glanced at it, and lowered his eyes again.
The loach was a little unhappy, and he patted the whip wound on Jiang Ye's face with the whip wrapped in a loop. Although Jiang also wanted to be indifferent, he still twisted in pain.
It was too late, it was fast, the loach turned his hand and threw a whip on Jiang Ye, and a blood stain spread from Jiang Ye's left waist to his right thigh. The wound was so deep that it was not at the same level as the previous two.
Jiang Ye still had something in his mouth and couldn't open his mouth, but he couldn't control the vague moaning in his throat.
"Tell me or not?" Loach asked, another whip.
Ye Mo was really pissed off by Jiang Ye, who was so tough.
Looking at it now, Jiang Ye really couldn't find a place to place the whip on his body. His entire torso was covered in blood, and there were also many wounds on his hands and legs.
The loach stopped, and Jiang Ye grunted in his throat as if he was about to speak.
He stretched out his hand to get what was in Jiang Ye's mouth, pinched Jiang Ye's chin, and poked his fingernails into the wound on his face: "Want to say something?"
Jiang also frowned and was forced to look up at him.
I don't know if it was a loach's delusion, Jiang Ye was clearly tied here and tortured by him, but at this time, he looked at him with arrogance and contempt.
Jiang Ye said: "I said... I said..."
"You are acquainted." Loach said.
"I said, your mother is hanging on the fifth tree on the left when you go out, don't you believe it?" Jiang Ye's voice was not too loud, even a small one. He slammed his knee hard into his crotch.
"You really think I can't do anything about you, don't you?"
Loach was obviously provoked by Jiang Ye's insults, he pulled a dagger from his waist, aimed at Jiang Ye's lifeblood and said, "I see you as a fake eunuch at first glance, if that's the case, then I'll make you change. Really eunuch."
"You, you dare?" Jiang Ye said.
"Then I'll show you if I dare." Saying that, Loach was about to raise his hand and cut the knife.
To say that he was beaten to death, Jiang also felt that it was not unacceptable, at least he was a tough guy. But to say that he was castrated, Jiang really couldn't stand it.
But Jiang is now tied into this virtue, and he really has no ability to fight back.
Loach is not a person who likes nonsense. Seeing that he hasn't opened Jiang Ye's mouth for so long, he is also anxious. If the evidence flows elsewhere, and the master is to blame, the loach will only have a dead end.
Thinking like this, the loach's knife stabbed hard.
At that moment, time seemed to be slowed down, and Jiang could only struggle with his legs, trying to protect his life. It's stupid, but it works. Then Jiang also felt a sharp pain in the inner thigh, and warm blood kept pouring out.
This knife failed to castrate Jiang Ye, but it hit Jiang Ye's vital point. The level of blood flow was vastly different from when he was flogging just now.
The dagger was not too sharp, it pierced into the flesh close to two knuckles, and the wound was an inch wide. If it was not handled, Jiang would soon bleed to death.
"Say it or not? If you don't say it, you will die."
The blood flowed down his thighs all the way down to the ground and pooled into a pool.
Although he was in pain, the pain was close to numbness, and he didn't know whether it was numbness in his body or numbness in his mind.
Jiang also didn't speak, and the loach threw the dagger on the ground, irritated: "Then don't blame me if you're looking for a dead end."
The blood flowed quickly, and within a moment, Jiang Ye had already started to chill.
In a trance, he seemed to hear Wei Lin calling his name, but after trying to make his vision clearer, he could clearly see that there was no Wei Lin here.