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Chapter 9
Cold water splashed on his face,
Qin Song slowly opened his eyes,
Intense pain came from all over his body, and his hands and feet moved slightly,
But the iron chain made a dull sound of impact. Qin Song groaned, and it took him a while to remember his current situation.
His last memory,
It was as if he had broken down and begged for mercy, but he was still branded by the red and hot iron again and again. He was in so much pain that he fainted several times.
Just as he thought of this,
A wave of heat came from in front of him. Qin Song looked at the red iron approaching him, and his body began to tremble reflexively,
This caused the tall man who was executing him to laugh.
"Didn't you say you were a tough nut to crack?" The man threw the iron back into the brazier,
He slowly lifted the youth's chin, which was soaked in cold sweat, and said, "You can't hold on after only two rounds of torture. The southerners are indeed weak... but, tsk tsk,
You're really good-looking. "
She was beautiful,
Unfortunately, her identity was special,
And she was locked up because of that matter again,
She didn't dare to act recklessly before the higher-ups gave the order.
The man let go,
He said, "Give me the thing."
The subordinate handed over a piece of paper,
The man took it and stretched it in front of Qin Song, he said, "On this is what you just confessed. You should still remember, right? In a while, obediently transcribe it, sign it, and you don't have to suffer anymore... Hmm? "
Qin Song looked up. Perhaps the pain was too much just now, and his memory was a little blurry. He only remembered that he was in so much pain that he couldn't stand it anymore. He admitted to whatever they said, hoping that he would suffer less. It seemed that it was indeed these things.
Qin Song was silent for a moment before he said, "How about I press my fingerprint?" His voice was low, hoarse, and weak.
He actually dared to make conditions!
The man sneered sinisterly, "What do you think?"
Qin Song let out a sigh and said, "Then forget it." If he had to personally write the confession that he was a spy from the Northern Qi who tried to assassinate Qin Yue and drive a wedge between the Qin and Chu, what awaited him and his family would be the most miserable fate. Even Chu Chu would be implicated.
She closed her eyes and stopped talking.
The man was furious. He grabbed his chin and grinned. "You didn't enjoy enough just now, did you? Since he doesn't want to write, it's useless to keep his hands. Someone, help Qin Song Gongzi crush his beautiful fingers one by one! "
Qin Song reluctantly opened his eyes again and said, "The King Of Qin ordered you to interrogate me. Do you really want to know why I tried to assassinate him, or do you want to force me to copy the story you made up? Do you want to ask clearly before you come? "
The man's expression turned solemn. "So there's a hidden reason for you to assassinate the king?" Wasn't it because of what happened on the bed? Could there be some inside story? Wasn't this a sign that he was going to make a great contribution?
Qin Song smiled, "No, I'm just killing for fun when I'm bored."
"You!" The man shook him off and said, "Watch him!"
Qin Song lowered his head and fell asleep.
…
Qin Yue looked at the young man chained to the wall. His expression was cold and his eyes were malicious.
The young man had his head lowered, his long hair disheveled down to his waist. He was still wearing his thin underwear, but the layers of blood stains on his body made it impossible to see his original whiteness. His owner had also long lost her original cold and aloof appearance. Covered in cuts and bruises, she was dragged by the iron chains, her thin and slender figure showing a desolate beauty.
"At first, he looked so arrogant." The man who was the first to be punished stood beside Qin Yue and said, "But after a few lashes, he began to cry for his father and mother. When the soldering iron was touched, he was even more unbearable. He could even call his ancestors. He almost peed his pants."
Qin Yue sneered. The man waved his hand and someone poured a basin of cold water on the young man's head. The young man tilted his head slightly. Obviously, he had woken up.
The man went forward and pulled the young man's hair to raise his head. Qin Song looked up at the man beside him, then looked at Qin Yue who was sitting in front of him. Then, he lowered his eyes again.
"Speak!" The man shouted coldly, "Why did you assassinate the King? Who ordered you to do so? "
Qin Song was speechless. If he really wanted to assassinate the King Of Qin, he should have done it when Qin Yue was at his weakest. Why did he resist so desperately from the beginning? It was fine that the man didn't know the inside story, but why was Qin Yue here?
"You really want to know?"
The man said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense!"
Qin Song sighed and said, "Because … the King Of Qin has … body odor! I can't stand it. "
The man was stunned and didn't know how to continue the conversation.
Should he refute: Nonsense, the King doesn't have body odor at all!
Or should he ask: You want to assassinate the King because he has body odor? That's outrageous!
After a while, he came to his senses and said angrily, "Are you playing with me?"
"Yes!" Qin Song said lightly, "I am playing with you!"
The man raised his hand and was about to slap him when a cold snort came from behind him, "Is this what you mean by 'obedient like a dog'?"
The man trembled and knelt on the ground. He said anxiously, "King, this boy has forgotten the pain after the scar healed. As long as I teach him a lesson, he will be obedient immediately!"
"Is that so?" Qin Yue chuckled and got up to pick something in the brazier. Then, he pulled out a red-hot soldering iron. The man heard the sound and looked up. Seeing this, he hurriedly said, "How can I let the King dirty his hands? Let me do it."
"You do it?"
"Yes, yes, I will do it, I will do it." The man reached out to take the soldering iron, but the next moment, he let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground. He twitched and rolled on the ground as if he had been electrocuted.
The air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh.
Qin Yue threw the soldering iron on the man's shoulder to the ground. The corners of his lips curled up, "It's really interesting."
His gaze fell on Qin Song.
The boy pursed his lips. His face was pale.
He knew that he had fallen into the most dangerous situation. The ruthlessness and interest in the King Of Qin's eyes were frightening. However, there was no difference compared to before. Those people did not torture him for the sake of giving a confession, but purely for the sake of torturing him.
"Your bones are indeed very hard, and your courage is also very big. I like it very much," Qin Yue said. "It seems that this Lonely One should thank you. It's been a long time since this Lonely One has encountered something so interesting."
He pulled out another soldering iron from the brazier and smiled, "It's really interesting."
He slowly walked forward and lifted the boy's chin. He put the red soldering iron close to his face and said, "I heard that you are very afraid of pain?"
Qin Song did his best to turn his head to avoid the heat. His voice was still light as he said, "Yes."
Qin Yue lowered his head. The boy under his palm was trembling. His face was as white as paper. His drooping eyelashes were very moving. His lips were wet with cold water. Although they were pale, the shape of his lips was shockingly beautiful.
Qin Yue looked and unconsciously stroked his lips with his thumb. Sure enough … it was as soft and beautiful as he imagined.
His interest in torturing him was temporarily suppressed by another desire. Perhaps … there was no rush. He should enjoy it first.
Feeling the touch on his lips become slower and heavier, Qin Song looked up and saw Qin Yue's Adam's apple move slightly. He heard his gradually heavy breathing.
Qin Song was stunned at first. Then he became angry. He shook his head fiercely and avoided Qin Yue's finger that was probing into his mouth.
Qin Yue twisted the boy's head back. Holding his chin, he whispered, "Open your mouth."
Qin Song clenched his teeth.
Qin Yue slowly put the soldering iron close to his face. He lowered his head and said hoarsely in his ear, "Open your mouth." His voice was low and hoarse. There was a sense of danger.
Qin Song looked at the red iron piece that was close at hand. Although he hadn't touched it yet, the skin on his face had already been scorched with a scorching pain. The tiny hairs on his face were burnt, making an indiscernible sizzling sound and an unpleasant smell rushed into his nose.
His body was trembling uncontrollably, but in the depths of his heart, he felt that this kind of fear was so superficial. It was as if he was sitting below the stage and watching other people act out their emotions … Most importantly, why did that bright red piece of metal look so intimate and enticing?
"Open your mouth!" Qin Yue pinched the boy's chin and pulled his face toward the soldering iron. He made a low threatening sound in his throat, "Hmm?"
Then, he saw the youth finally raise his eyes. His pair of pitch-black eyes didn't have the slightest bit of fear as he had imagined. Instead, they were as calm as a clear pool. When Qin Yue's heart trembled slightly, he saw the youth gently raise the corner of his lips and press his face against the crimson iron. Such a tragic action, yet this youth actually carried a kind of unhurried and unhurried feeling.
The glaring white smoke stung his eyes. The sizzling sound deafened his ears. The smell of burning assailed his nostrils …
Qin Yue was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He threw the soldering iron far away and took a few steps back. After a while, he heard the sound of his heart beating.
He was actually scared! The King of Western Qin, Qin Yue, who had killed countless people, was actually scared. At that moment, he was panicking.
"Your, Your Majesty?"
Qin Yue violently gasped for breath. He looked at the boy who was about to faint. The meaning in his eyes was hard to understand. "Wake him up!"
Qin Song woke up and saw Qin Yue's enlarged face. It was still gloomy, but there was a bit of fluster. He gritted his teeth and said, "You're afraid of pain, but you'd rather be tortured by the soldering iron than let me touch you."
Qin Song glanced at him and said in a light voice, "Yes!"
Qin Yue was furious. He didn't notice it before, but now he could easily hear the contempt and contempt in the boy's voice.
He lowered his voice and said, "Good, very good. If you don't care about anything, I don't know what to do with you. Tell me, if I hand you over to the military camp, how will the criminal army treat you? "
He smiled and said, "What about the world famous Qin Song Gongzi? Maybe if you play the zither and sing for them, they'll take pity on you?"
Qin Song said, "You wouldn't dare."
"I wouldn't dare?" Qin Yue laughed and said, "You said I wouldn't dare? In this world, is there anything that I, Qin Yue, wouldn't dare to do? "
He grabbed Qin Song's chin and said coldly, "I just wanted to scare you. Since you said I wouldn't dare, if I really let you go, it would show that I'm incompetent!"
Qin Song frowned. "Your Majesty, did you forget that I hurt my face?"
"Don't worry, they won't despise you. Although your face is hurt, you still have good skin and flesh!"
Qin Song looked at him and said helplessly, "Your Majesty knows that I'm famous, but you should know that I have scholarly honors. Although I didn't have time to participate in the court examination, I was born in Xie Yuan … "
Qin Yue laughed and said, "Born in Xie Yuan, famous all over the world … What do you think these are in my eyes?"
Qin Song sighed and said softly, "So … you're an idiot."
Qin Yue was furious. "What did you say?"
Qin Song sighed and said, "Rotten wood can't be carved … You didn't cultivate with me, so why should I teach you?"
Qin Yue was not a fool. Previously, he only treated Qin Song as a plaything. After being repeatedly provoked, he lost his sharpness. Now that he was reminded several times, he finally understood. He was a king, so he naturally knew that he could only conquer the world with a large number of soldiers and generals. To rule the world, he relied on the officials of the world. People of this class had very strange tempers. Sometimes, they despised each other and disliked each other for inexplicable reasons. Sometimes, they would firmly stick together.
All the officials had their pride and couldn't be humiliated.
Qin Song was born in Xie Yuan and was famous all over the world. If Qin Yue only raped him, it would be considered a personal loss. However, if he ordered people to torture Qin Song to death because he refused to submit, it would be tyrannical and unethical. It would be a disgrace to all the scholars of the world. If it really spread out, not to mention the other countries, even the scholars of the Daqin itself wouldn't work for him.
If it was the Qin Yue of the past, he might not take this matter to heart. However, now that he had just conquered the three countries, it was the most chaotic time. He deeply understood why it was easy to conquer the world, but difficult to rule the world. At this moment, he didn't dare to anger the officials of the world.
If Qin Song's face wasn't injured, they could quietly kill him and report his sudden death to cover it up a little bit with a grand burial. Even if the officials knew what was going on, those who wanted to curry favor with the powerful would pretend that they didn't know and still surrender. However, if he had obvious injuries on his face, the officials couldn't pretend to be stupid even if they wanted to.
Moreover, he was famous all over the world. It would be difficult to hide his corpse from the world even if he wanted to.
Qin Song saw that his face changed in an instant and knew that he had figured it out. He chuckled and said, "His Majesty didn't deliberately hide this matter from the public. Now that I have a scar on my face … Why don't you torture me again to see if you can make me make a copy of the confession? At that time, Your Majesty can beat me, kill me, or humiliate me. "
Qin Yue looked at him deeply, snorted coldly, and left in a huff.
Qin Song watched the figures of these people disappear, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He sighed, "It's really not easy to keep my life."
His gaze fell on the soldering iron that fell on the ground. The hot soldering iron now had a faint layer of frost …
Linno looked at the strange and confused eyes of the familiar faces around him. He went forward and handed the Dog to his father, saying, "Go back and put away the body. Keep the things. If anyone comes to ask, just give it to them."
The Dog's father nodded and stammered, "That … they …"
Linno knew what he was talking about and said, "I will take care of it."
His gaze fell on Hu Zi, and he was a little sad, "So what if I kill these people? The pain of losing a loved one won't be reduced in the slightest. If he was like this, what about his parents and brothers? "
It was a pity that he didn't know how to resurrect the dead, nor did he have the ability to transcend the Buddha's reincarnation. Leaving behind sadness here, he turned around and disappeared in front of everyone.
When he reached a place where there was no one, Linno formed a spell, and the shadow of a jade sword appeared in the air. It gradually turned from illusion to reality, and then from one to ten, ten to a hundred, and flew in all directions.
This thing was called the Sword Book, and its name was quite grand. In fact, its function was much worse than the mobile phone Linno used in his previous life. The function Linno used just now, in his own words, was to send a message to a group without a specific target. It could be received by cultivators who were close to this place and had a certain level of cultivation.
If it was as he expected, when this thing was released, the sects that those people belonged to would be cleaned up immediately. This was also what he had promised the Dog's father.
Two thousand years ago, the Heavenly Dao Alliance gathered all the Dao sects in the world and made a vow in front of the Heavenly Dao Mirror. They set the rules for immortals and mortals. Anyone who killed mortals without reason would be punished by the world. When this vow was made, the spiritual energy in the world became much more obedient, and the heavenly tribulation also became much gentler. The few almighty Soul Formation cultivators who led this matter were even more virtuous. The great tribulation of life and death that had a slim chance of survival was only lightly struck by a few bolts of heavenly lightning.
Since then, the oath of all the cultivators in the world was added to the rule of not killing mortals. Occasionally, there would be a few fish that escaped the net, but they were often deliberately raised by others.
This was because after all the Dao sects in the world made a vow to the Heavenly Dao and obtained the approval of the Heavenly Dao, they would protect mortals and kill those who killed mortals. This would give them virtuous merit. This was more useful than any natural treasure during the tribulation. In the past, wherever a cultivator who broke the vow appeared, he would be hunted down and killed.
When the supply of wild monsters could not meet the demand, some people began to raise them. They found a remote and desolate place and supported a small sect to hide from the vow. Although they were afraid of karma and did not dare to directly let them kill innocent people, they could intentionally or unintentionally let them be arrogant. When it was necessary, they would be killed for the purpose of the tribulation.
Previously, when Linno heard that their entire sect was like this, he knew that they must have been raised by others. Now that he had sent out the sword letter, the Immortal Gate who raised them would definitely harvest them immediately. Otherwise, when people from the outside came to snatch their heads, they would lose everything.
These poor guys who thought that they were high and mighty immortals were just livestock raised in a pen and waiting to be slaughtered during the New Year.
"It's a pity that I can't stay in this place." Lin Nuo sighed. He was too lazy to walk on foot if it was too far away, so he took out a Small Teleportation Talisman from his spatial artifact. This thing could teleport him 500 miles away. He looked at the stars and determined the direction. "This way!"
After a moment of dizziness, Linno landed at the bottom of a cliff. The lake was quiet, and the flowers were fragrant. The scenery was actually quite good. However, after he was injured, his spiritual sense was limited. He could not sense if there were people nearby, and he did not know where he was.
Just now, he had taken the Small Transference Talisman, but secretly used the Big Heaven and Earth Talisman. When the two talismans were first activated, they were somewhat similar. By the time they realized the difference, it would be too late to stop him. This could be considered his specialty. Even if others thought of using it, they would not be able to afford it. The Big Heaven and Earth Talisman was too expensive.
Of course, expensive had its benefits. Although the Big Heaven and Earth Talisman could not preset the direction and position, and the distance was random, it was not limited by the environment. Moreover, no matter how close it was, it would be much farther than the Small Transference Talisman.
Linno leaned against the cliff and sat down. He hoped that he had run far enough. This was his last Big Heaven and Earth Talisman.
He also hoped that he was thinking too much.
He felt a little uneasy. Just now, when he was at Hu 'er's house, he clearly felt that there was some fluctuation in the surrounding aura. There should be an expert in hiding. If it was not a coincidence, it could only be him. If it was the latter, he could only hope that this Big Heaven and Earth Talisman could shake off that person. With his current ability, he could only bully the younger generation. If an expert really came, he could not even run fast enough.
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