Wang San and Xia Tianchuan

After Wang San had finished sewing the two pieces of clothes, Decai, the chief steward of the inner courtyard, came, and Fucai hurriedly bowed to him, saying that Wang San could be taken there.

Decai turned his nose up, glanced at Wang San, and made a gasp in his nose, and Fucai kicked Wang San: "I tell you to follow."

Wang San didn't dare to catch his breath and followed this virtue.

First he followed Decai to the punishment hall, and then went into the inner hall, and went down a cellar in a detour.

There were ghosts all around, it was washed clean, and there was no smell of blood, but just looking at the instrument of torture, Wang San wanted to bump his head to death.It's a pity that he had just entered the cellar when he was grabbed by a few strong men to death.

Then when the torch was lit, he saw an ebony chair in front of him, the third young master was sitting and drinking tea, Xia Chuan was standing beside him.Xia Chuan kept his head down all the time, the shadows hit his face and jumped up and down, as if he was crying.

The two executioners hung Wang San on a rack.Wang Sanxin said that this torture frame is exactly the same as the one outside.

What else can I think about at this moment?

Na Decai was standing on the other side of the third young master, bending down to whisper to the third young master.Only the third young master laughed and said: "Let's do it the same way. Don't go too far, take turns once, Chuan'er has to watch carefully."

Xia Chuan suddenly raised his head, his face pale, like a piece of paper floating in the air.

The two executioners next to him brushed and tore off Wang San's pants.Wang San thought, this is the same as outside, haha.He didn't think about it any more after that.

Decai came over and gagged Wang San, winking.The two executioners next to him started to do it.Hearing Decai's report: "Jade bamboo shoots are covered with dew." The humiliation of that day was repeated, and Wang San was still crying silently in pain, still incontinent, and a string of bloody urine dripped down.Xia Chuan's legs were shaking when he saw it.

The third young master waved his hands inwardly and said: "Chuan Er is tired from standing, come and sit down." He patted his thigh as he spoke.Virtue and talent look at the nose and the heart.How dare Xia Chuan refuse to follow, as soon as his legs softened when he walked over, he was embraced by the third young master.

Decai reported again: "The smoke and rain are rising." But one of the executioners brought a bucket of boiling water, sprinkled it with salt, and poured it under Wang San with a spoonful.Wang San screamed and passed out, and was woken up again with cold water.

The third young master's hand suddenly went into Xia Chuan's trousers.Xia Chuan cried: "Third young master."

Decai continued: "The fire dragon enters the cave."

(Marseille)

Wang San let out a mournful cry, his body trembled wildly, several executioners couldn't hold down the pressure.

Xia Chuan turned around and threw himself into the third young master's arms and cried loudly. The third young master quickly stroked his back and comforted him: "Don't watch it, don't watch it. Be good, Chuan'er."

As for Wang San, no matter how cold water was poured this time, he couldn't wake him up.

Xia Chuan turned his head and took a quick look. Wang San, whose eyes were blurred and in a mess, was carried down by several people.Turning around again, he was held by the third young master, crying in his mouth: "Third young master, third young master..."

The author has something to say: I am very embarrassed to write the names of those punishments, so many things are still not published. Imagine that it is a very common punishment in ancient times...