Cao Cao crosses Wu Dalang

Chapter 160 Iron-Bone Dwarf Tiger

But someone shouted loudly: "It's three o'clock in the afternoon!"

The Fu Yin stared at him and shouted: "Cut it!"

But I saw an old executioner, carrying a box, coming to the stage unhurriedly.

Putting down the box, first took a small copper stove from inside, and then took out a copper pot with a long, slender and curved spout.

The small copper stove was placed on the box, and the two pieces of silver charcoal inside were burning red, and the copper pot was placed on the stove. Cao Cao and the others got close, sniffed their noses, and faintly smelled the aroma of ginseng.

After putting it away, he walked around Wang Ying a few times, muttering something, and slowly took off his shirt, revealing his bony upper body.

Then, from a bag at his waist, he took out a fist-sized thing, held it in his palm, and muttered something in his mouth, and suddenly there was a tremor in the wind, and everyone in the audience felt a fishy smell. It is an extremely fine fishing net, spotted with spots, full of old blood and blackened grease.

Fan Rui was originally looking listless, but at this moment he stared and shouted in a low voice: "Good baby! This thing is full of evil spirits. If it is used to break the law, it will be harmful to everyone."

The old executioner cast the fishing net under the neck of Wang Dwarf Tiger, including all the hands and feet, and then closed a slipknot. The net tightened suddenly, and pieces of Wang Ying's flesh protruded like fish scales. generally.

Seeing this, Cao Cao was startled and said to himself, "Forget it, but later generations came up with such a poisonous punishment! Last time Wang Ying said that the punishment would cost knives, but I only thought he was bragging. ? Looking at the behavior of this old man now, I am afraid that the number of is not groundless."

It is implied in the book that the punishment of Ling Chi originated from the Five Dynasties, and it was written into the "Song Xing Tong" when Song Renzong arrived, so Cao Cao had never seen it before.

After tying the fishing net, the old executioner took out a small knife, no more than three inches long and one finger wide, which was still closed in the palm of his hand. After muttering for a while, he took a large bowl of shochu that was prepared at the side, and took a big gulp. Swallowing it into the stomach, staring at the old eyes, looking at the southeast Xun seat, took a long breath, took another big sip of wine, looked at Wang Ying only spit, poof——

The sip of wine was floating like clouds and mist, from head to toe, from front to back, everywhere.

He took a sip of wine for ten breaths, an ordinary person would not have such strength, and the spectators in the audience immediately applauded after witnessing such an astonishing stunt.

The old executioner looked calm and drank his third sip of wine slowly, after these three sips of wine, the bowl was empty.

He didn't drink the wine, picked up the knife with three fingers, sprayed the wine, stomped his feet, and roared like thunder: "All evil spirits come!"

His voice suppressed the applause of the audience, and the applause was suppressed, and then there was a bang, and it exploded again.

Amidst the applause, the old executioner made two strokes, cut off two pieces of meat from Wang Ying's chest, threw them one after another, and shouted: "Respect the heaven and the earth!"

Turning around and cutting again, a large piece of skin fell off Wang Ying's forehead, covering his eyes, and the executioner shouted: "Cover people's eyes!"

Immediately with his left hand, he took out a small porcelain pot from his waist pocket, picked up his little fingernail, opened the lid, poked his index finger, and dipped some ointment, which he quickly applied to Wang Ying's wound.

This medicine is very good at stopping bleeding, but when it is applied to the wound, the pain will be doubled.

When the medicine took effect, Wang Ying was shaking in pain. She wanted to howl, but she had no tongue, so she could only growl hoarsely.

Looking at the old executioner again, he no longer had the same calm look as before, his pair of triangular old eyes stared desperately, his face was solemn and focused, the knife in his hand flew like a silver butterfly, and flesh the size of a fingernail flew around Wang Ying's body. On Wednesday's feet, it faintly fell into a circle.

The old executioner's left hand was closely following the knife, and as soon as the flesh flew out, the ointment was applied immediately, and matched with his movement when avoiding the flesh, it seemed to be dancing a very strange dance. There is a sense of magnificence.

He cut it for a stick of incense, and just stopped, his naked half body was already dripping with sweat.

The old executioner panted heavily, put the knife in his left hand, lifted the copper pot on the stove, took a sip himself, then stuffed the slender and curved spout into Wang Ying's mouth, tilted it slightly, and the spout reached to his throat Outside of her eyes, Wang Ying couldn't help herself, she drank a few sips, and felt a heat in her stomach spread to her whole body, the feeling of fatigue was greatly relieved, and the pain was also very clear.

The old executioner also had a strange red light on his face, and he said in shock: "Oh, amazing! This ginseng has not 200 years, but also has 50 years. , In the past, prisoners only drank some ginseng powder, where is your blessing?"

He didn't think it was too salty, so he took another sip from the spout of the pot, his energy became more energetic, and he smiled and said: "I have killed 23 people since I became an artist, and I have never drank such a good ginseng soup. Please help me." Fu, drink this good soup, I'm afraid I can live a few more years, hehe, the old man has been lonely all his life, never willing to owe favors, I have benefited from you today, so I will give you a reputation—"

While speaking, he picked up the knife and quickly poked and picked it, cutting off the vocal cords in the cartilage of Wang Dwarf Tiger's throat.

Then he laughed and said: "Everyone I've killed in my life howled and screamed, it's not uncommon for you to eat people and take out your tongue. Although the screaming is not far away, you can still hear it. Now If you are so silent, don’t others admire you as a tough guy? You are worthy of your status as the head of the bandits in Liangshanpo. You go to see Lord Yan, remember to tell me that I owe you nothing.”

He rested for a moment, regained some strength, smiled sinisterly, and swung the knife to cut again.

More than knives were cut on the shoulders and arms before, but this time it was done on the abdomen. Wang Dianhu is short and fat, and the skin of the abdomen was cut off, revealing the yellow grease inside, and it flew around with the knives. Seeing you, I couldn't bear it anymore, I lowered my head and vomited all over the floor.

Gao Yanei's face was already pale, but he kept thinking about the contest with Wu Yong, he gritted his teeth and endured it, this time he saw Wu Yong vomit, he felt relieved, and smelled the putrid smell again, he vomited, bent over and vomited Special spit.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, forced a smile and said, "I'm right, right? Wouldn't it be sad to spit out gall if you don't eat something?"

Suddenly he heard the sound of zier zier jier next to him, and turned his head to see that it was Li Kui, staring at Wang Ying with great interest, holding a big bowl and taking a sip from time to time.

Gao Yanei heard the sound of the soft and sticky apricot cheese entering his lower abdomen, and then saw the butter dripping from Wang Ying's belly, his throat itched, he vomited again, and finally spit out the green bile.

When Li Kui heard the stench, he took a few steps away in displeasure, and said unhappy, "It's useless to wait! I eat here, and you vomit next to me, wouldn't it make me sick to death?"

After finishing speaking, quickly picked up the big bowl, drank a few mouthfuls of sweets, and relieved the nausea.

Unexpectedly, the spectators at the back also looked pale and their throats were about to move. When they heard Li Kui yelling, they all looked at him and saw him drinking apricot cheese with a bowl in his hand. But the black guy knows how to live! Afraid that he would lose money if he vomited, he brought a bowl and drank it after he vomited."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was already so disgusted that he spat all over the person next to him with a puff.

Most of these spectators came here looking for excitement, and most of them reached the critical point at this time. When they heard that someone drank back the vomit, they couldn't help but vomit after a little thought.All of a sudden, the sour smell became stronger and stronger, and everyone wanted to cut their noses.

Cao Cao has been on the battlefield for a long time in his life. Let alone the dead, it is not uncommon to sleep on a corpse. What kind of tragedy has never been seen?It was impossible to be disgusted at first, but seeing more and more people turning into fountains at this moment, it was too disgusting, and the throat felt guilty, and shouted: "Forget it, brothers, I will go to rest!"

Wu Song, Shi Xiu, Luan Tingyu, Mu Hong, Fan Rui and other heroes all turned pale and shouted: "Go and rest, what's so interesting about this."

Seeing that they were about to leave, Li Kui took a few gulps of dried apricot cheese, licked the bowl with his tongue, dropped the bowl, picked up Gao Yanei with his left hand, lifted Wu Yong with his right, and shouted, "Brothers wait for me!"

Little did he know that just this action of licking the bowl turned the last few spectators who gritted their teeth into the fountain.

Cao Cao left, but Wang Ying continued to be cut. Poor Wang Ying, even her vocal cords were severed, and she was shaking with pain, but she couldn't make a sound.

The old executioner cut once, took a rest, filled his mouth with ginseng soup and cut again. Busily, he cut Wang Ying knives.

With pale faces, the two young prison guards raised a slider and sent the old executioner back to rest. A few more gentlemen covered Wang Ying's head with the awning they had set up earlier, leaving a hundred or ten soldiers to guard it. Today, the work is considered finished, and it will be cut tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and then two days in a row, until the amount of knives is collected, and then he is allowed to kill.

At this time, the underground of the high platform was almost turned into a cesspit. Because of Li Kui's long drinking of apricot cheese, I don't know how many good men fell into the sand, and the number of people who vomited was more than ten times more than that of Ling Chi prisoners in the past. Almost everyone was recruited.

The incident was known all over the city, and people asked when they met, "Have you ever gone to see the murderer? You must have vomited your intestines, right?"

In order to avoid talking about their own embarrassment, those onlookers had to shift their focus to Wang Ying: "I'm not bragging for him. This person is worthy of being the number two person in Liangshan Village. He is extravagant. Don't look at him as fat, ugly and short, but he is Iron-boned hero! Who has been tortured over the years, who is not a heinous and ruthless person? Among these ruthless people, is there anyone who can hold back from crying and begging for mercy? However, this dwarf tiger god shuddered in pain, but he bit it to pieces Gritting his teeth and refusing to utter a word, this tough man, not to mention my Song Dynasty, even if he travels all over the world, he won't even think about getting another one."

"What dwarf tiger? If you blaspheme the hero again, don't blame me for breaking up with you! He is clearly a god of iron bones!"

For a time, the four characters "Iron Bone God" moved the world, and the hero Wang Ying's momentum was far superior to Shenggong Fangla and Tuota King. Knowing the iron bones of a king, it is useless to call him a hero!"
There are different teachings: the viewer is like the mountains and the earth, and the dwarf tiger god is really iron.He received knives, and the heroic style will be seen everywhere in Kyushu!

　It's dead.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)