The words "execution" burst out of Min Jue's mouth, like a black-and-white impermanence soul detention card, and the words seemed to bring a gust of yin wind.

Liu Jin was naked and shrunk in the fishing net, trembling violently, through the bloody fishnet hole, Liu Jin stared at Min Jue with red eyes, and hissed: "Min Jue, Your Majesty's pardon is coming soon, do you dare to execute, aren't you afraid that Your Majesty will blame you in the future?" ”

Min Jue is a civil official, and the stinky problems of civil officials are the same, when will he not be famous at this time?

So Min Jue stood up suddenly, pointed at Liu Jin and shouted angrily: "Shameless eunuch! I still don't know how to repent when I die, not to mention that there is no pardon under Your Majesty, even if there is an amnesty order, this official will disobey the holy decree to dismiss the official and pay for his life, and he will also cut you, the national thief who has poisoned the world, with a thousand knives, and seek justice for tens of millions of subjects in the world! ”

With a righteous and stern answer, Min Jue immediately won the applause of the scholars and people around the court, and for a while, titles such as "a good man" and "Min Qingtian" came and went.

Min Jue was secretly happy in his heart, this fame was earned, and it was really cost-effective to spend only spitting and not thinking about it, so Min Jue Yi chased after the poor man with the remaining Yong, pointed to the four executioners in the center of the court and shouted: "The hour has come, what are you waiting for?" If you don't dare to do it, how about this official who fights for the style of the Si style and doesn't want to cut this thief out in person? ”

The crowd of onlookers suddenly burst into applause that resounded through the sky.

The executioner naturally didn't dare to delay, the four of them looked at each other, and one of them picked up a large bowl of poured liquor from the ground, pinched Liu Jin's chin, and poured the liquor into Liu Jin's mouth.

This liquor is not a sacred ritual, it acts as an anesthetic. After drinking, the prisoner can appropriately reduce the sensitivity to the pain nerve, and the pain is less, and the prisoner will naturally be able to survive for a longer period of time.

Liu Jin choked and swallowed the wine, and before he could speak, he only felt a pain in his left chest, and when he lowered his head, a small piece of flesh on the nipple on his chest had been ripped off, and blood suddenly gushed out like a spring. The apprentice next to him immediately pasted a ball of medicinal herbs mixed with anesthetic onto Liu Jin's left chest. He raised his voice and said, "The first knife-"

"Okay-" The crowd of onlookers gritted their teeth and applauded, and many people knelt down facing the west, banging their heads three times in a row, and tearfully admitting the elders and family members who had been killed by Liu Jin.

Oddly enough. Liu Jin didn't cry out in pain. There was no screaming. He seemed to have lost his pain nerves, unaware that a piece of flesh had been ripped off of his left chest, and his eyes were still stubbornly looking in the direction of the leopard room. He muttered in distraction: "There will be a pardon under Your Majesty, there will definitely be an amnesty under Your Majesty...... The old slave is not dead, the old slave is still alive, Your Majesty, hurry up......"

When the executioner heard Liu Jin's muttering, he couldn't help but raise his head and glance at him indifferently, but his subordinates cut him again on his right chest, a small piece of meat was cut off and thrown into the bamboo basket, and the apprentice next to him shouted at the right time: "The second knife——"

The so-called Ling Chi, the number of knives cut is particular, must be cut full of 3,600 knives, if not full of 3,600 knives prisoner will be angry, the executioner will not be punished, but it can be regarded as smashing his own reputation signboard, if the legal number of knives can be cut, the prisoner is only a skeleton of Bai Sensen and not dead, the executioner can also get an additional reward from the Criminal Department.

Therefore, in order to receive this reward, the experienced executioner was very particular about the part of the knife, first the left and right breasts, then the upper eyelids of both eyes, and then the biceps of the arms, thighs and other thick flesh in turn, and the meat cut by each knife was also particular, in order to make up the 3,600 knives, so each knife only cut off the flesh the size of a thumb nail, and the experienced executioner pasted with wet mud mixed with anesthetics for each cut, so as to keep the prisoner's pain loss until he died.

After Liu Jin's left and right chests were cut with two knives, the two executioners worked together to straighten his head looking in the direction of the leopard room, and the sharp knife cut mercilessly on his eyelids, and the two pieces of flesh on the eyelids were also cut off. I didn't even cry out in pain from the beginning to the end.

At this moment, what he heard was not the angry scolding in the sky, but what echoed in his completely numb mind was the curse-like words before Zhu Houzhao ordered to search Liu's mansion.

"Liu Jin, if you don't live up to me, I will live up to you, if you don't live up to me,...... I swear to cut you with a thousand knives! ”

Liu Jin suddenly grinned and laughed silently, what was he laughing at at this moment, no one knew what he was laughing at, his smile bloomed on the bloody law field, so eerie and terrifying.

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Ling Chi's work was so heavy that it would never be possible to complete it in one day if he wanted to cut 3,600 knives.

On the first day of torture, Liu Jin was slashed three hundred and fifty-seven times, and the muscles on his arms and thighs had been cut off piece by piece, revealing Bai Sensen's arm bones and leg bones.

At night, in the damp and dark prison, the factory guards walked back and forth outside Liu Jin's prison, everyone looked at Liu Jin who was moaning in a low voice, and the white bones of the forest that were exposed.

In the dark, Liu Jin opened two blood-red hollow eyes, groped his way to the edge of the prison door fence, and suddenly hit his head against the cell door weakly.

The two lieutenants came in response, covered their noses and frowned from afar: "You old eunuch is really ruthless, you have cut more than 300 knives and still haven't died...... Is there something wrong? ”

Liu Jin gasped for a long time, and said weakly: "Please...... Beg...... A bowl of gruel, I, I want to live, I want to live......"

The lieutenants glanced at each other in horror, looking at Liu Jin's unyielding will to survive, and the two of them felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

"Wait...... Wait, I'll get it for you. A timid lieutenant stammered, staggered out of the prison, and after a while, he really made a bowl of hot gruel and laid it on the ground in front of Liu Jin.

Liu Jin lost his hands and feet, unable to eat, smelled the fragrance of gruel and crawled over with difficulty along the taste, licked it like a dog in the bowl, half a pillar of incense before the hour, Liu Jin actually licked the bowl of gruel, and even burped from the throat.

After eating, Liu Jin collapsed weakly on the ground, and a strange smile appeared on his blood-covered face, and he muttered, "The miscellaneous family must live...... Your Majesty will have an amnesty tomorrow, and there will be an amnesty! Your Majesty, the old slave didn't bear you......" (to be continued......