Chapter 992: Chen Xiaoru's Method

When Fang Xie walked back with the black-clothed swordsman who had been captured by him, there were also bursts of war drums on the other side of the Qin River, and in such a wilderness, the shouts of soldiers and the sound of war drums could float out far, far away. Fang Xie knew that Xiang Qingniu's side had also succeeded, as long as Zheng Ziyu's ballista and stone throwing cart were destroyed, the soldiers would be much less damaged when they crossed the river.

Although the voice was not very loud, it came over one by one, which made Fang Xie feel a little more relaxed in his heart.

Drums, cannons.

The battle has begun, and Fang Xie doesn't have to worry about anything next. Xiahou Baichuan is a battle-hardened general, and he knows how to fight this battle well. This kind of unruly fight relies on the quality and courage of the soldiers on both sides, and if the other side is deflated first, the other side will lose.

After Fang Xie captured this person, he shattered several of his key air pockets, and this person was like a waste, and if he took off this person's jaw, he couldn't kill himself even if he wanted to. Generally, this kind of killer has poison hidden in his teeth, and once he is caught, he will bite the poison pill that was hidden before.

After Fang Xie returned to the camp, Xiang Qingniu also happened to come back.

"How's the battle going?"

Fang asked.

"The battle situation?"

Xiang Qingniu was stunned for a moment: "I didn't see it...... You know that I have no interest in military affairs, and there are too many dead people to look disturbing, and I am afraid of nightmares at night. You know how sad it is for me to have such a beautiful appearance, and it is very disfiguring to not sleep well......"

Fang Xie sighed: "You can't save ......"

Xiang Qingniu said to himself: "Even you say so, it seems that I am really hopeless." I know that I have no opponent for my handsomeness, and now I have no friends for my handsome......"

Fang Xie didn't bother to take care of him anymore, and carried the captured swordsman into the tent.

Chen Xiaoru saw that Fang Xie came back, took the knife man over, first carefully dug out the hidden poison pill from the knife man's mouth, and then searched the whole body of the person, and tied the knife man with a cow tendon rope before stopping. The people from their Ouchi Guards are the most skilled at doing this kind of thing.

Fang Xie sat down on the chair and glanced at Chen Xiaoru, who then nodded.

He squatted down beside the swordsman and smiled: "I used to be from a hundred households in the Ouchi Guard, you should have heard of the name of the Ouchi Guard, so I don't plan to say anything, threats are of no use to people like you, but it's not so easy for you to die in my hands." ”

The black-clothed swordsman just looked at Chen Xiaoru with a cold look in his eyes, without the slightest expression.

Chen Xiaoru looked back at Fang Jie: "Lord, his subordinates should take him away, the methods of extorting confessions are a little uncomfortable to look at, it is better for his subordinates to take them back and ask." ”

Fang Xie nodded.

Xiang Qingniu was more curious and followed Chen Xiaoru to see.

In less than half an hour, the fat man walked back swaying while vomiting.

"Is it pretty?"

Fang asked.

After Xiang Qingniu sat down, he poured a cup of herbal tea and rinsed his mouth, his face was as white as paper: "Although I am not a ruthless person, I have seen all the slaughter of pigs, cows and murderers." But when your subordinate Chen Xiaoru forced a confession, he was a pig who had been killed for decades and would vomit when he saw it...... Damn, Master Dao, I have seen the methods of those people in the Ouchi Guards, no wonder there was a saying in the rivers and lakes at the beginning, I would rather enter the palace of the king of Hades than provoke the flying fish robe. ”

"What is Chen Xiaoru doing?"

Fang asked.

"In ......"

Xiang Qingniu swallowed and spit, and couldn't hold back a mouthful of wow, and spit it out: "In his mother's skin...... Daoye, this is the first time I've seen skinning people, or ...... skinning them alive."

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Chen Xiaoru's hand was very steady, steady to a terrifying point. The knife in his hand was small, and it seemed to have been sharpened specifically for skinning. The knife slid forward in his hand without the slightest tremble, as if it were running on a track that had been laid.

The swordsman's eyes were open, bloodshot in his eyes.

He just watched himself being skinned.

"I told you it doesn't hurt, but peeling is never about pain to make people succumb."

Chen Xiaoru said to the swordsman in a very calm tone while working: "I often did this kind of thing when I was in the Ouchi Guard, but I haven't handled it for too long, but don't be afraid, I still remember the steps clearly." The powder that was sprinkled on your leg just now is a secret anesthetic, and you won't feel pain if you peel it after sprinkling it. Of course, I don't know what to do, and I used to ask this when I peeled people, and they all said it didn't hurt, did it hurt? ”

The swordsman's face was as white as paper, and the sweat on his face had gathered together.

His eyelids were sewn on them by Chen Xiaoru with needles and threads, and he couldn't close his eyes even if he wanted to. He was tied to a special stool, and he couldn't even twist his neck, so he could only watch as the gentle-faced man was so gentle as he skinned him.

"I know that you people have been trained to be very cruel in case you fall into the hands of the enemy one day. But it just so happens that I've been trained to deal with people like you, and we're natural adversaries. I don't know what you think of being skinned, but it seems to me like completing a work of art...... Don't you think it's incredible to be able to skin a whole human skin and you're still alive? ”

Although the swordsman couldn't move, his whole body trembled with fear.

The muscles in his neck were already tense, and you can imagine how strong the fear was.

"Don't shake, if you shake it, my knife will move with it. If the skin is not whole, it is a failed work. When I was in charge of the Ouchi Guard, I was in charge of the slow peel, and there was a person who was in charge of the quick peel. Sometimes we would swap each other, and I would peel him quickly and he would peel slowly. It didn't take him half an hour to peel off a particularly complete sheet at the fastest, and it took eighteen days to peel a skin at my slowest. ”

Human skin, which has been peeled down to the knees.

Chen Xiaoru's knife stopped, brushed aside the thin layer of flesh skin with blood, and carefully looked at the knifeman's knee: "It's not easy to get here, the skin is too thin, and the distance between it and the bones is too close." You look at it yourself for a moment, and if my knife is crooked, will you remind me? ”

The knifeman's body stiffened violently, and he actually passed out.

Chen Xiaoru picked up a towel, wiped his hands, and beckoned his subordinates: "Wake him up...... It's really a physical job, I haven't done it for a long time, and I'm really tired. ”

He sat down opposite, looked at the fainting swordsman and shook his head with a smile: "When a person is already so scared that you don't ask him anything, just talk to him about skinning, it's double torture for him." Because he doesn't want to say it, but he expects you to ask him, as long as you ask him, he may really recruit him. Or maybe he will deliberately provoke you and want you to kill him. ”

"So, it takes a good temperament to peel the skin."

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When the swordsman woke up, he found Chen Xiaoru looking at him and laughing.

"You're in luck, I've skinned your knees while you're unconscious. You see that there is only that layer of meat tendons on this red knee, I don't know if you have ever killed a pig, you should have cut pork if you have not killed a pig, there is a film on the pork is particularly annoying, you have such a thing on your knee, is there a desire to take it off? But no, if you take it off, you'll see Bai Sensen's bones. ”

The swordsman's jaw was not yet hung up, and he couldn't speak.

He shook his head violently, but his head was fixed to the stake that the stool carried, and he couldn't move at all. The stake was carried back and forth by him, and the strength could be imagined. The rope of tendon that was getting tighter and tighter had tightened his flesh, and the strangled part had turned purple.

"Don't like it?"

Chen Xiaoru smiled: "I am the most temperamental in the Ouchi Guards, and when I am executed, I will also ask the prisoners how they feel, and if they don't like to peel from the feet, then I will start from scratch." It's okay, I'll listen to you. ”

There was a clicking sound in the swordsman's throat, but he couldn't express himself. His eyes were so round that the bloodshot inside almost burst open, as if blood was pouring out of his eye sockets in the next second. This man was on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't imagine that there was such a cruel punishment in this world, even if he didn't feel any pain at all.

"I guess ......"

Chen Xiaoru stopped his hand, looked into the swordsman's eyes and said, "You must be thinking at this time, if I hang your jaw now, you must bite off your tongue." So you can relax, because you're useless, I'm going to kill you, right? That's what I'm worried about, what if you bite off your tongue...... So, usually I stop halfway through doing something and ask, would you rather say it or bite your tongue? If you want to say it, I'll stick your flesh back now, sprinkle it with the secret wound medicine made by the Ouchi Guard, and it won't be long before there will be no trouble. If you're willing to bite your tongue, I'll just go on. ”

Dripping blood

The corner of the knifeman's eye was really dripping blood, and it was because his eyes were too wide to tear open the corners of his eyes.

"Bring me a mirror."

Chen Xiaoru commanded.

A riding school took a bronze mirror and fixed it in front of the swordsman.

Chen Xiaoru moved the stool and sat down, next to the swordsman's body: "I'm going to peel down from your face now, so that you can see that I put a bronze mirror in front of you." You will see your face peeled off little by little, and the red flesh inside will be black and white......"

The swordsman struggled a few times like crazy, and passed out again.

When he woke up again, his leg was already wrapped, and the severe pain made him feel like crying out of the surprise, he would rather feel the pain than endure the kind of peeling that didn't hurt at all.

"Now, would you like to say something?"

Chen Xiaoru sat next to the bed, holding a bronze mirror in his hand.

"I say!"

The swordsman roared out with almost all his might, and then he realized that his jaw had been hung up.

"Hmm"

Chen Xiaoru leaned back and beckoned someone to come over and record: "Sometimes the right decision is always made after paying a lot of price. However, there is nothing wrong with it. Say, if you can be as detailed as possible, I can send someone to send you to the northwest and find a place where no one is around. ”

I said...... What do you want to know, you ask me, you ask me! ”

The swordsman's voice was tremolo, so hoarse.