Wrong Changhuan

Mingyue Tower, Dungeon of Discipline Hall, Interrogation Room.

Lou Xiaolou was a little disappointed when an ordinary wooden board the size of a chair was carefully carried by the edge into the dungeon.

Seeing this, the two guards at the side took it lightly, turned it over, and placed it in the center of the room, in front of Chang Huan.

On the wooden board, there are densely covered palm-length transparent ice needles, the tops are extremely sharp, and people may believe that they are silver needles.

Seeing this, everyone in the interrogation room gasped, and Chang Huan was no exception.

A jailer said, "Lord, I can't wait for this instrument of torture. The ice needles on it will melt after a long time..."

"Then what are you waiting for..." Lou Xiaolou looked at Chang Huan's expression with satisfaction, and said, "Lin Changhuan, since you don't leave, it's a waste to keep these legs... and it's right that Xie Baitang owes my master, It is right for me to ask you to pay back the debts of mother and son, do you agree or not?"

Everyone in the room held their breath.

Before Chang Huan could speak, her shoulders and arms were held down by two guards beside her, and while she couldn't move, another person slammed her knees with a stick from behind.

With a snap, Chang Huan knelt heavily on the wooden board in front of him. The ice needle pierced the gap between the knees and the flesh of the legs mercilessly. tip.

Like thousands of needles piercing the heart, like pouring cold water on top.

But Chang didn't bark or cry, only a muffled groan.

It was also the soft snort and the biting of the corner of her mouth that caught Man Qiu's eyes and ears, but at the same time made her heart suddenly squeezed in one place, with a look of unbearable expression on her face.

Man Qiu turned her head away, not daring to look any further.

Chang Huan wanted to get up, but couldn't move!The pain made her lose her mind, and the only thing she could think of, and the only thing she cared about at the moment, was Ah Cuo.

Ah Cuo, when will you wake up?

Ah Cuo, are you okay?

"It's really tough..." Lou Xiaolou said, then turned to the jailer and asked curiously, "How did your hall master make this thing? How does the master look at it, it doesn't work..."

"If you go back to the main building, you have to choose a good pine board to punch holes, and the needles for punching are also very particular... When it's cold, pour hot water from the back, and the ice needles will freeze instantly. Although the process It's not complicated, but its power should not be underestimated... No scars can be seen on the prisoner's face, but the ice needle can penetrate the seam of the kneecap, and then freeze the blood on the outside, so it won't make a mess..."

"Let her stand up!" Lou Xiaolou ordered, wanting to see if it was the case.

After hearing this, the two on the left and right pulled Chang Huan up and stood aside.

Chang Huan's knees were in unbearable pain, and he braced himself, but he still bent his body slightly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

On the wooden board, the ice needles have melted, and it looks no different from ordinary wooden boards.

"It's really tormenting people without seeing blood..." Lou Xiaolou got up and approached Chang Huan, looked at the wound carefully, and said, "Taoyao likes to be clean and is a particular person, which suits me... this Do instruments of torture have names?"

"The hall master said, this is called sleepless night..." the jailer said, seeing Lou Xiaolou frowned, and then added, "The hall master said, anyone who has knelt on the ice needle has already entered the body with cold air. Come two or three times, this leg will be painful at night or in rainy days, as the yin qi intensifies, the pain will increase, and it will be difficult to sleep all night, so it is called night insomnia..."

"How many times do you want to come?"

"As long as the cold continues to enter the body, this leg will be useless..."

"Oh? Really?" Lou Xiaolou looked around Chang Huan.

Following Lou Xiaolou's scrutinizing gaze, Man Qiu's heart hung in the air.

Xiaonuan, you have to hold on, at least until the master wakes up and rescues you!

Lou Xiaolou seemed to have thought of something happy, and suddenly smiled, "Lin Changhuan, you are lucky, I don't like seeing blood during this big festival, especially during the New Year, seeing blood will wash away the good luck of the coming year... "

Man Qiu stared at Lou Xiaolou, and after listening to the clenched hands, they loosened slightly.

Chang Huan clenched his painful and trembling teeth, looked up at Lou Xiaolou coldly, and frowned slightly.

Lou Xiaolou said, "Xie Baitang is gone. My master's Jinxiu Garden probably doesn't have a place for you... An Cuo doesn't want you anymore... Lin Changhuan, the owner of this building takes pity on you, so I will give you a place to live... Send her to Ice room, no one is allowed to visit without my permission!"

"No!" Man Qiu lost his voice.

Lou Xiaolou turned to look at Man Qiu, dissatisfied, "Do you have an opinion?"

Man Qiu knelt down abruptly, nodded and said, "This subordinate is thinking about the landlord, the ice room is very acceptable, if she goes in, she will only lose her life... If a person dies, wouldn't the fun of slowly torturing be lost?" ..."

Rubbing his chin, Lou Xiaolou said, "Man Qiu, you know how to think about things... It's overkill for you to be a mere guard... How about giving you a chance to show off?"

"Subordinates... thank the host for his appreciation!"

Lou Xiaolou could hear the insincere words.

"Lin Changhuan still wants to live in this ice room. I promise you four bone-piercing nails, and I want you to drive them into her wrists and ankles yourself, but there is one condition. I not only want her to live, but also have her suffer soberly... ..."

When he heard the word "Bone-piercing Nail", Man Qiu's expression froze, and he froze on the spot, his mind went blank.

"Man Qiu?" Lou Xiaolou was already unhappy on the surface, and reminded him again.

"Subordinate...obey orders." Man Qiu had no choice but to obey.She felt guilty and dared not raise her eyes to look at Chang Huan.Because of my momentary recklessness, instead of helping her, it actually hurt her!

"You guys, help Man Qiu well..." Before walking out of the dungeon, Lou Xiaolou purposely moved closer to Chang Huan's side, and said with a wicked smile, "Lin Changhuan, I originally prepared these four bone-piercing nails for Xie Baitang. Now, you can taste it for her!"

Back then, Lou Xiaolou kidnapped Xie Baitang originally to avenge his master Jing Jiuge, but Lou Xiaolou never expected that the person in his master's heart all these years was actually Xie Baitang.

Because of this accident, he had to make a plan to bring Lin Changhuan to Kansai. First, it was to restrain Xie Baitang, lest she hurt Jing Jiuge for revenge; It has always been his plan to let her die in his own hands.

But what Lou Xiaolou never expected was that An Cuo fell in love with her again.

Fortunately, today everything is back to normal.Xie Baitang left, An Cuo turned against Lin Changhuan, although Lou Xiaolou was unwilling, but still pleased.At least now that he moves Lin Changhuan, no one wants to stop him.

The dark prison cell is dull, depressing, and seemingly endless.

Chang Huan didn't know how long he had been walking, how many cells he had passed, and only waited for a chill to hit and the escorts stopped before he knew it was an ice room.

Different from ordinary and simple fence-style cells, this ice room is tightly wrapped by four thick walls.

Outside the door is cold, and inside the door is ice and snow.

The ice layer on the ground is covered with thick snow for non-slip walking, and the four walls are all frozen with slippery and thick ice blocks, as if someone took the trouble to pour water on the walls over and over again, and then let it freeze into frost, Never saw the light of day again, and never melted again.

Except for the wooden cross at the base of the west wall at the entrance and the hemp rope hanging from it, there is nothing in the ice room.

Someone pushed Chang Huan to the side of the wooden frame and tied him up. First his arms were tied, and then his feet were bound.

It wasn't until all this was completed that Man Qiu entered the room under the urging voices of the people around him.

Meeting Chang Huan's eyes, Man Qiu suddenly lowered his head and said, "You guys go out first!"

The other two people in the room did not move.

"Stay here, I'll ask you to investigate..."

Then, someone put the tray containing bone-piercing needles and hammers next to the wooden frame, and then exited the room.

Man Qiu slowly closed the door, resisting the trembling of his hands, his eyes were red.

"Man Qiu, I don't blame you...I know, you want to help me..." A familiar voice came and echoed in the small ice room.

Only then did Man Qiu turn his head, as if he couldn't believe his ears, looked at Chang Huan, and murmured, "I'm sorry--"

"When will Ah Cuo wake up? Did you go to see her before? How is she?" Chang Huan asked everything that was on his mind.

"Master is fine, she is just drunk, the drug is not a serious problem to her..."

Chang Huan's hanging heart fell to the ground, and the expression on his face relaxed a little, and he murmured, "As long as it's okay...as long as it's okay..."

"Xiao Nuan, what you should care about now is yourself..."

"Man Qiu, help me take off the things hanging around my neck in my clothes..."

Man Qiu did as he said, only to see that what was hanging on the red string was a small cloth pouch, which was still warm.

"You open it, take out the contents, and show me one more time-"

Man Qiu is also curious about what is inside, what is the thing that makes her hang in her heart every day.

Until seeing a strand of black hair tied with a red string, Man Qiu pulled it out, put it in the palm of his hand, and handed it to Chang Huan, saying, "Whose hair is this?"

"Mine, and Ah Cuo's..." Chang Huan stared at the strands of hair that had long been merged into one and could not be separated from each other, and was fascinated, as if memories from the past appeared before his eyes.

"After that, let's go gray together. It sounds good..."

"Everyone in the world says that getting married makes a husband and wife..."

"There is no doubt about love and love... From now on, it will be me, and it has been mixed with yours, and it can no longer be separated."

"Fool...I want you to be the happiest one in the whole world...Because I am happy when you are happy..."

"In addition to warming my feet, I also... warm my bed..."

"Chang Huan, I like you..."

"Changhuan, I love you..."

Seeing that Chang Huan's eyes were red, and a tear slipped quietly down her cheek, Man Qiu couldn't help but interrupted, "Xiao Nuan, are you okay? How about I put it back for you..."

Chang Huan smiled slightly, but shook his head, and said, "Please give it to Ah Cuo for me...tell her..."

Chang Huan was stunned suddenly, not knowing what to say, so he didn't continue talking.

"No hurry, I'll put away the things for you first, and it's not too late to tell me after you think it over. Or, you can tell her in person."

But Chang Huan doesn't know when that day will be, and if there will be a chance...

After a brief silence, Chang Huan raised his eyes and said softly, "Man Qiu, let's do it..."

Man Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and the hand that was putting the blue silk bag on his chest froze on the spot.

"I'm ready..." Chang Huan said calmly as if he had seen his end.

Death is not as scary as imagined, at least Ah Cuo will finally believe that I love her.

Ah Cuo, I'm sorry, I can't wait for you to tell me that you believe me, and I can't wait for you to say you love me again.

Four bone-piercing nails that were as thick as fingers and as long as palms were neatly arranged on the tray.

When Man Qiu tremblingly picked up the cold hammer, Chang Huan was smiling.

But the warm smile at this moment hurt Man Qiu's eyes.

"Man Qiu, don't be afraid--"

This simple word of comfort gave Man Qiu the courage he needed most at this moment.

With a bang, when the first bone-piercing nail pierced through the right wrist bone precisely and neatly, and was driven into the stake, Chang Huan turned his head away, but was still smiling.

But Man Qiu cried.

When the second nail pierced into Chang Huan's left wrist bone, Man Qiu heard the sound of the bone cracking, and at the same time heard a murmur.

That whisper, called, just two words.

A wrong--

Man Qiu didn't stop, squatted down, and continued the nail carving on the ankle.She knew that if she stayed for a moment longer, the torture would be prolonged.

Then, Man Qiu heard a heart-piercing cry, accompanied by the sentence, Ah Cuo—

Like tears not caused by pain, only because of the name, the defense line was broken.

Far away on the bed in Jingyuan, An Cuo, who was drowsy, seemed to feel something in his heart, and a tear slipped quietly from the corner of his eye to his ear.She was struggling in the dream, but she couldn't break free no matter what.

After all this was done, Man Qiu looked at the blood on his hands, as if waking up suddenly, the hammer fell from his hand with a bang.

In a blur, Chang Huan seemed to see the door of the ice room opened, and then two people approached, one of them reached out and moved her wrist.

Chang Huan couldn't bear the severe tearing pain, his chest trembled, and he sobbed loudly.

When the two left satisfied, Man Qiuhong looked forward and said, "Xiao Nuan, please be patient, I will pull out and bandage the wound for you."

If you don't pull it out, these hands and feet will really be useless.

Then, unable to tolerate Man Qiu's timidity and hesitation, he pulled out the nail with his bare hands.

Only then did Chang Huan realize that the pain of pulling out the bone-piercing nail was ten or a hundred times more painful than inserting it.Only one was pulled out, and she had already fainted from the pain.

Man Qiu wiped away her tears with her sleeves, but she didn't dare to stop what she was doing.

One, another.

The fourth root was pulled out, and blood splashed half of Qiu's face.

Then Chang Huan woke up from the pain, sweat and tears mingled, and the screams resounded through the ice room and spread throughout the dungeon.

Man Qiu immediately untied the hemp rope from Chang Huan's body, and gently placed her on the ice and snow floor.

Chang Huan curled up and murmured, "Fortunately..."

"Fortunately what?" Man Qiu poured the golden sore medicine that she carried on the wound to stop the bleeding, and deliberately talked with him. At this time, she didn't want Chang Huan to fall asleep, so she said, "Tell me, what is fortunate? "

Chang Huan was weak, and said in a low voice, "Fortunately, Ah Cuo... is not here..., no... didn't see..."

Intermittent speech is a contempt for pain and a cover-up.

Blood stained the snow on the floor, quietly like a painting painted with red stone paint.

Man Qiu tore the hem of his clothes into strips, and carefully wrapped the wound.

The jailer outside the door came in and urged, "Hurry up, why are you so inked? By letting you stay for so long, you have already sold your face to the brothers of the Assassin Hall and Hall Master An... If the landlord later blames you, we can't afford it..."

Chang Huan's eyes were blurred, and his consciousness was a little fuzzy, but he knew that Man Qiu was about to leave, and he still had nothing to say, so he tried his best, but he just whispered.

Man Qiu knelt down, leaned closer and said, "What did you say?"

"Tell Ah Cuo that her ties...have been resolved, let her leave...leave here, live well, go chase...pursue her freedom..."

This sentence was what Chang Huan didn't say just now, but she hid it in her heart and wanted to tell Ah Cuo.

Ah Cuo, if I can only leave you with one sentence before I die, I hope that you can live a good life and pursue the life you yearn for.

Live freely, live for yourself.

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