Chapter 992

When Fang Xie walked back with the black swordsman he captured alive, there were bursts of war drums from the Qin River. In such a wilderness, the cry of soldiers and the sound of war drums could float far away. Fang Xie knew that Xiang qingniu had also succeeded. As long as Zheng Ziyu's crossbow and stone throwing cart were destroyed, the soldiers would have less damage when crossing the river.

Although the voice was not very loud, it came one by one, which made Fang Xie feel a little relaxed.

Drums, guns.

The war situation has been opened. Fang Xie doesn't have to worry about anything next. Xia Hou Baichuan is a veteran general. He knows how to fight this battle well. This kind of fighting without tricks depends on the quality and courage of the soldiers on both sides. If they vent their anger first, they will lose.

After Fang Xie caught the man, he broke several key air holes in him. The man was like a waste. Then he took off the man's jaw. He couldn't kill himself. Generally, this kind of killer has poison hidden in his teeth. Once captured, he will bite the previously hidden poison pill.

After Fang Xie returned to the camp, Xiang qingniu also happened to come back.

"How's the war going?"

Fang Xie asked.

"War situation?"

Xiang qingniu was stunned: "I didn't see... You know I'm not interested in military affairs. There are too many things that make me worried. I'm afraid of nightmares at night. You know how sad it is for me to have such a beautiful face. It's very disfigured to sleep well..."

Fang Xie sighed: "you're hopeless..."

Xiang qingniu said to himself, "even you say so. It seems that I'm really hopeless. I know I'm handsome and have no rivals. Now I'm handsome and have no friends..."

Fang Xie was too lazy to talk to him again, so he carried the captured swordsman into the tent.

Seeing that Fang Xie came back, Chen Xiaoru took the swordsman, carefully dug out the hidden poison pill from the swordsman's mouth, then searched the man's whole body, tied the swordsman with ox tendon rope, and then stopped. They were born in the bodyguard's office. They were the most skilled at doing such things.

Fang Xie sat down in his chair and looked at Chen Xiaoru. Chen Xiaoru then nodded.

He squatted down beside the swordsman, smiled and said, "I used to be a hundred families in the Imperial Guard Office. You should have heard the name of the Imperial Guard Office, so I don't intend to say more. Threats are of no use to people like you, but it's not so easy for you to want to die in my hands."

The black swordsman just looked at Chen Xiaoru with cold eyes, without a trace of expression.

Chen Xiaoru looked back at Fang Xie: "Lord, take him away. The means of extorting confessions are uncomfortable. It's better for his subordinates to take him back and ask."

Fang Xie nodded.

Xiang qingniu was curious and followed Chen Xiaoru to see it.

In less than half an hour, the fat man came back shaking while vomiting.

"Does it look good?"

Fang Xie asked.

After sitting down, Xiang qingniu poured a cup of herbal tea and rinsed his mouth. His face was as white as paper: "Although I'm not a vicious person, I've seen people kill pigs, cattle and people. But when your man Chen Xiaoru extorted a confession, he would vomit seven meat and eight vegetables even after killing pigs for decades... Shit, Taoist priest, I've seen the methods of those people in the Imperial Guard Office. No wonder there was a word in the Jianghu that it's better to enter the hell hall than provoke the flying fish robe."

"What is Chen Xiaoru doing?"

Fang Xie asked.

"In..."

Xiang qingniu swallowed and spit. He couldn't help but spit again: "in his mother's peeling... Taoist priest, this is the first time I've seen peeling people, or alive..."

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Chen Xiaoru's hand is very stable, stable to a terrible point. The knife in his hand is very small, which seems to be polished for peeling human skin. When the knife slides forward in his hand, it doesn't tremble at all. It's like running on a paved track.

The swordsman opened his eyes with blood in his eyes.

He just watched himself being skinned.

"I told you it didn't hurt, but peeling has never made people yield by pain."

Chen Xiaoru spoke calmly to the swordsman while working: "I used to do this when I was in the bodyguard's office, but I haven't handled it for a long time. There are some students, but don't be afraid. I still remember the steps clearly. The powder I sprinkled on your leg just now is a secret anesthetic. You won't feel pain if I peel you after sprinkling it. Of course, I don't know. I used to ask when I peeled people, and they all said It doesn't hurt. Do you hurt? "

The swordsman's face was as white as paper, and the sweat on his face had gathered together.

His eyelids were sewn on by Chen Xiaoru with a needle and thread, and he couldn't close his eyes if he wanted to. He was tied to a special stool and couldn't even twist his neck, so he could only watch the gentle man with a gentle face peel his skin so gently.

"I know that you people have been trained very cruelly to prevent the enemy from losing you one day. But I happen to have been trained to deal with people like you. We are natural opponents. I don't know what you think of being skinned. In my opinion, it's like completing a work of art... To peel off a complete picture Don't you think it's incredible that you're still alive? "

Although the swordsman could not move, his whole body was trembling with fear.

The muscles of his neck had stretched, and one can imagine how strong the fear was.

"Don't shake, my knife will move with you. If the skin is incomplete, it will be a failure. When I was in the bodyguard's office, I was in charge of slow peeling, and one person was in charge of fast peeling. Sometimes we would change each other. I'll peel it quickly and he'll peel it slowly. It doesn't take half an hour for him to peel a particularly complete one. I'm the fastest When it was slow, one skin peeled for 18 days. "

Human skin has been stripped to the knee.

Chen Xiaoru's knife stopped, pulled the thin skin with blood aside, and carefully looked at the swordsman's knee: "it's hard to get here. The skin is too thin and too close to the bone. Look at it yourself for a while. If my knife is crooked, would you remind me?"

The swordsman was so stiff that he fainted.

Chen Xiaoru picked up a towel to wipe his hands and said to his men, "wake him up... It's really a manual job. I haven't done it for too long. I'm really tired."

He sat down opposite, looked at the fainting swordsman, smiled and shook his head: "When a person is so scared that you don't ask him anything, but just talk to him about skinning. It's a double torture for him. Because he doesn't want to say, but he expects you to ask him. As long as you ask him, he may really recruit. Or he may deliberately annoy you and hope you kill him."

"Therefore, peeling also needs a good temper."

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When the swordsman woke up, he found Chen Xiaoru smiling at him.

"You're lucky. I peeled off the skin of your knee when you passed out. Look, there's only a layer of meat tendon on the red knee. I don't know if you've killed a pig. If you haven't killed a pig, you should also cut pork. There's a film on the pork. It's such a thing on your knee. Do you have a desire to take it off? No No, take it off and you'll see baissen's bones. "

The swordsman's jaw hasn't hung yet. He can't speak.

He shook his head violently, but his head was fixed on the wooden pile carried by the stool and couldn't move at all. The wooden pile was swung back and forth by him, and the strength was unimaginable. The more struggling and tighter tendon rope had tightened his flesh, and the strangled part had become purple.

"Don't like it?"

Chen Xiaoru smiled: "I have the best temper in the bodyguard's office. When I execute, I will also ask the prisoners how they feel. If they don't like to peel from their feet, I will peel from the beginning. It doesn't matter. I listen to you."

The swordsman's voice rattled, but he couldn't express his meaning. His eyes opened so round that the blood in them almost burst, as if blood would flow out of his eyes in the next second. This man was on the verge of collapse. He couldn't imagine such cruel punishment in the world, even if he didn't feel any pain.

"I guess..."

Chen Xiaoru stopped, looked into the swordsman's eyes and said: "You must be thinking that if I hang your jaw now, you must bite off your tongue. So you can relax. Because you are useless, I will kill you, right? That's what I'm worried about. What if you bite off your tongue... So I usually stop halfway to ask, are you willing to say or bite your tongue Head? If you like, I'll stick your skin back and sprinkle it with the wound medicine secretly made by the Imperial Guard. It'll be all right soon. If you're willing to bite your tongue, I'll have to continue. "

Dripping blood

The corners of the swordsman's eyes are really dripping blood. His eyes are too wide and tear open the corners of his eyes.

"Bring a mirror."

Chen Xiaoru ordered.

A Xiaoqi school took a bronze mirror and fixed it in front of the swordsman.

Chen Xiaoru moved his stool and sat down next to the swordsman's body: "I'm going to peel off your face now. In order to facilitate you to see, I put a bronze mirror in front of you. You'll see that your face is taken off a little bit, with red meat and black and white eyes..."

The swordsman struggled like crazy for a few times and passed out again.

When he woke up again, his legs had been wrapped, and the severe pain made him have a surprise that he wanted to cry. He would rather feel the pain than bear the peeling that didn't hurt at all.

"Now, would you like to say something?"

Chen Xiaoru sat beside the bed with a bronze mirror in his hand.

"I said!"

The swordsman roared out with almost all his strength, and then he was surprised that his jaw had been hung by others.

"Well"

Chen Xiaoru leaned back and waved to someone to record: "sometimes the right decision is always made after paying a high price. However, it's not wrong in the end. Come on, if you can say it in detail as much as possible, I can send someone to send you to the northwest and find a place where no one lives in seclusion."

"I said... What do you want to know? You ask me, you ask me!"

The swordsman's voice was so hoarse with a tremor.