In the deepest part of the underground prison of the Judicial Department, there was a cold, metallic torture chamber. This was where Yan Chaoyang was imprisoned.
As the interrogation room of the highest standard in the Judicial Department, there were all kinds of instruments of torture: crescent-shaped guillotines, scythe-shaped soul-sucking covers, scalding irons the size of washbasins, gray heart-connected nose rings, sharp knives specially used for skinning, clamps as tall as a man … Apart from dazzling the eyes, one would also sigh in awe at the sight of such an eye-opener. Ordinary people would not even hear of it, let alone see it. Only a vicious bandit like Yan Chaoyang could enjoy such treatment.
Yan Chaoyang was chained to the south of the torture chamber. His limbs were shackled by iron chains as thick as an arm, locked by four hanging rings from the left, right, top, and bottom. Then, he was tied to a copper pillar with a black gold chain.
The copper pillar itself was also a torture tool, and it was called "Burning Iron." Burning was a cruel punishment. The center of the pillar was hollow, and the prisoner would be tied to it. Then, red-hot charcoal would be poured into the opening of the pillar until it was filled to the brim. The black charcoal was sealed in a narrow copper pipe, and it was even more resistant to heat. Moreover, during the execution process, new charcoal would be added. The prisoner tied to it would have his flesh slowly roasted, and his blood would slowly evaporate. Because of the design of the copper pipe, the temperature of the charcoal would not be enough to burn the prisoner to death, but it would slowly torture the prisoner.
The two guards meticulously carried out their duties, and their eyes never left Yan Chaoyang for a moment.
"I think I heard someone laughing."
Suddenly, a hoarse voice like an old broken bellows sounded in the torture chamber. It was like a knife was being grinded in one's ear, stimulating one's brain.
The two guards widened their eyes, and their bodies suddenly tensed up. They nervously looked at Yan Chaoyang's reaction.
"Who, who is laughing? No one is laughing! "the guard on the left said in a trembling voice.
Yan Chaoyang suddenly raised his head.
He was so scared that he almost cried out. He took two steps back before realizing that he had lost his composure. He quickly stopped and said angrily, "What are you doing? Don't you know that you're tied to the cannon? Don't mess around, or I'll pour the charcoal down and roast you until you're seventy percent done! "
"Don't be nervous, I mean no harm."
Yan Chaoyang smiled.
That's right, his face that was as cold as a blade actually revealed a smile that was as warm as the sun. It was as inconceivable as the sun rising from the west.
Of course, the guards didn't know what he was usually like. They only felt that this smile made them feel inexplicably at ease. They suddenly felt that this guy might not be a bad person.
"Did you hear that? Someone is laughing." Yan Chaoyang asked softly.
The guard on the left saw that he didn't seem to struggle, so he was not so scared anymore. He scolded, "What are you talking about? Who dares to laugh in the prison of the Judicial Department?"
Yan Chaoyang said, "No, it's not from here, it came from outside. The scenes of the past came to my mind one by one. My mood was like the lid of a goblet being opened, the spring breeze suddenly passed by, the golden goblet of wine rippled … "
"Ha!" The guard on the left gradually grew bolder. He didn't wait for him to finish before he sneered and interrupted, "The people of Jianghu call you Mister Second. They respect your spear, not your half-baked wine poem. Even I have heard of the reputation of the Dragon Soul Spear. Besides, last night, the news of you suppressing four first-grade martial artists alone has already spread. Now they call you the number one under the cultivation state. But, but, but, even if you're the number one under the cultivation state, how would you know that someone is laughing outside? Don't think of me as a layman who doesn't know anything. "
"Are you not a layman? He just woke up and raised his head, but you almost peed in your pants. "The guard on the right didn't give him any face and mocked him mercilessly.
The guard on the left blushed, but he still argued, "What do you know? Be careful what kind of boat that is!"
"There really was someone laughing." Yan Chaoyang smiled and said, "That laughter is something I can never forget. After all, he is our brother. When I was young, I hated his laughter the most. It always gave me nightmares. I dreamt that there was a ghost who looked as beautiful as him sitting by my bed, smiling at me incessantly. Although I was already a bandit, I still couldn't help but wet my bed. Every time, they would laugh at me for a long time. "
The two guards looked at each other, not knowing what he was trying to say.
The guard on the right said coldly, "No one has ever been able to escape from the Judicial Department's prison. No matter what you say, no one can save you. You can't escape either. I hope you will cooperate obediently, and everyone will be fine. Otherwise, I will teach you the methods of us brothers."
"I just woke up and felt a little emotional." Yan Chaoyang smiled and said.
"Hmph, once you enter the Judicial Department, even if you don't die, you will lose a layer of skin." The guard on the right said, "This is a rule set by our commander himself. It won't be long before someone comes to execute you. They will first burn you to show you the power of the Judicial Department, and then they will let you be a bandit and harm the people. "
"Sigh, we are not saints. Everyone makes mistakes." Yan Zhaoyang sighed, "I won't hide it from you two big brothers. Ever since I was a child, my dream was to become a winemaker and use the money I earned to help the poor. I never thought that I would become a robber."
He paused for a while and said, "Right, do you like to drink? I can invite you to drink the wine that I brewed myself. I'm not bragging, but there's almost no one who doesn't like the wine that I brewed. I've also developed a strong wine called 'Fire from Beyond the Heavens'. I guarantee that you'll be drunk after drinking it — Ah! "
Before he finished, he suddenly let out a scream. The two guards' faces changed at the same time. The guard on the right said sternly, "Yan Chaoyang, what tricks are you playing now?"
"No, I'm not." Yan Chaoyang said innocently. He then raised his chin and pointed to the corner of the torture room, under a rack of torture tools.
The two guards looked over suspiciously and saw a gray-haired rat stuck in the gap of the clamps on the rack. It was twisting and struggling, squeaking in panic.
"It's just a rat. What are you yelling for?" The guard on the left said impatiently.
Yan Chaoyang laughed, "God has the virtue of cherishing life. Although it doesn't look beautiful, it is still a life. Please do me a favor and help it out."
The guard on the right sneered, "How many people have you, Yanshan Robber, killed? Just in Lianyun Mountain alone, hundreds of thousands of lives were lost just like that. It's insane. Now you're talking to me about the virtue of cherishing life. Don't you think it's funny? "
Yan Chaoyang said with a smile, "If I can make you laugh and be happy, it's also a matter of great virtue. I'd like to ask you to do me a favor after you're done laughing. "
The expressions on the two guards' faces suddenly became strange. This Mister Second was not as terrifying and cruel as he was rumored to be. He was more like a compassionate monk.
"I'm not going to save him." The guard on the right sneered, "I'm not afraid to tell you that the thing I hate the most in my life is rats. I'll only be happy when it's clamped to death. There's no reason for me to save it."
"If you're not willing to save him, can you let me go? I'll do it myself." Yan Chaoyang said with a smile, "Don't worry. I won't take the opportunity to escape and violate your duty."
"Ha!" The guard on the left sneered, "You've said so much, but in the end, you're just trying to escape. Do you think we're three-year-old kids? We'll fall for your stupid trick."
"Sigh, if you won't let me go, then I'll have to come out myself."
Yan Chaoyang sighed. Then, for some reason, he got down from the torture tools. The torture tools that trapped him seemed to have become illusions and had completely lost their effect.
"You, you, you, you, what did you do?" The two guards retreated in fear.
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