Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

The triangle horse is a very simple instrument of torture.

As the name suggests, it is a triangular wooden frame, which allows the prisoner to cut his hands backwards and sit on a sharp edge.

...

A corner of the Xiaoshui Administration Office, a prison for temporary use.

Gu Lao San, tied to the wooden horse, tried to open his eyes.

The prison is dark.

I only saw two vague shadows hidden in the far shadow, and only a white-skinned prisoner with a gloomy look nearby.

The prisoner carried two sandbags in his hands, and they were methodically hung on Gu Lao San’s ankles respectively. Seeing Mu Ling squeezed into the flesh, he asked slowly:

"Why kill?"

Oldest Gu shuddered and said nothing.

There was no change in the prisoner's expression, he took two more sandbags and hung them up, still saying:

"Why kill?"

Gu Lao San swayed all over, sweating like rain, and finally couldn't bear the sharp pain of tearing, muttering on his mouth:

"I didn't kill anyone."

The prisoner added the sandbags with exactly the same movements, and asked in exactly the same tone:

"Why kill?"

Gu Lao San started howling miserably, and his dim urine flowed along the Trojan horse. He said intermittently:

"I didn't kill, the lady was sick, and I was treating her."

The prisoner just added sandbags, just one sentence.

"Why kill?"

Gu Lao San's expression was already in a trance, and his mouth was slurred.

"The doctor said that the roots of the disease were cut off in the backyard."

The prisoner lifted the sandbag again.

"All right."

Li Changan stepped out of the shadows and stopped the torture from continuing.

In contradiction and even hypocrisy, it can be said that a Taoist priest who kills people can't stand this torture technique.

He greeted the prisoner to relieve Gu Lao San together.

It's not that the bodhisattva's heart has been moved for no reason, but it is indeed doubtful.

"You just said you were sick? What kind of illness? Who is the doctor?"

Gu Laosan's eyes were dizzy, the focus of his eyes hesitated in the void.

"At the Bacchus Festival twelve years ago, at the end of the waterway with painted boats, I saw Xue Tuaner for the first time. The lights were dim and there were fewer pedestrians. She stood alone on the deserted painted boats, jumping over and over again. Hu Xuan, wrists, ankles, neck, behind ears... the pale pink skin glowed in the dim lights..."

He babbled and talked a lot, probably an old-fashioned story of both "you are mean" and "tian dog". Because someone has been in a bad mood recently and doesn't like to make up some male and female affairs, so there is no need to mention it in detail.

All in all, the Taoist priest also saw that this person was after the torture, and he fell into a kind of reminiscence in a delirious manner. He took a bucket of cold water and poured it over him.

He trembled all over, his eyes condensed again, he looked at the silent prisoner next to him, hesitated for a while, and still answered Li Changan's question.

"My lady was originally not the temperament she is now, she was immersed in Yin's happy scene for too long and got sick."

"Yin's disease!"

"The doctor said that in order to treat this disease, it is necessary to treat a ulcerated wound, release pus and blood, and then scrape off the rotten flesh, and it will slowly return to its original appearance..."

"Fuck your mother!"

Bo Tzuyu finally couldn't bear to rush out of the shadows, with a three-point sudden realization and seven-point anger on his face.

"What a vicious heart! If you want to cure your laoss disease, even if you go to slaughter your wandering woman, why use innocent people as pus, blood and carrion?!"

"Cure? I think it is to cure your bitterness in your heart."

Gu Lao San looked up at Bo Tzuyu for a while, but then slowly buried his face.

"I didn't kill anyone."

"You..." Bo Ziyu was so angry that he grabbed the whip of torture, and was about to blow him away (harmoniously).

At this time.

"Crunch" the door rang.

But it was a young man dressed up, with a door frame in the sky, and broke into the prison recklessly.

The three of them stood deep in the dark and gloomy prison surrounded by torture instruments, their eyes cast for a moment, but the young man was taken aback, and he stubbornly called out.

"Thin leader."

Bo Tzuyu frowned, but remembered that the bones dug up in the backyard of the cooked meat workshop had all been retracted into the yamen, letting Wu be spliced ​​and inspected, and rushed in so hastily. Could it be that he found any useful clues?

"What's found, let's talk about it quickly."

But there was hesitation on this young man's face.

"I can't tell for a while..." His hesitation slowly turned into panic and doubt, as if recalling something incomprehensible, "Master I asked the supervisor to take a look in person."

...

The corpse room is located in the most remote part of the office.

Bo Tzuyu took Li Changan around two corridors, and arrived at a secluded and old courtyard with three tiled houses, and large tracts of vines covered the walls. Even though the flowers and branches were swaying and fragrant, they would not cover the long-term difficulties in the hospital. In addition to the weird smell.

And just at the entrance of the main house where the smell is the strongest, a little old man with a stern look walks back and forth with his hands, his face is full of fear.

Seeing Bo Tzuyu's arrival, it was just a sentence.

"Boban, the little old man and your uncle have been in friendship for more than ten years. Today, tell me the truth."

Bo Tzuyu didn't know why.

Lao Wu Zuo asked in a low voice, "Are the rumors in the city true recently?"

Although the demon was not a secret secret in the yamen, the masters had all instructions on the bright side, which would have caused the people's instability, and they still veiled it and refused to announce it to the public.

This is also called Bo Tzuyu's hard time answering.

But this old man is not in vain for such an old age.

"good."

He waved his hand, it was already clear.

"You don't have to say, and the old don't have to ask again."

Talk about it.

Greet a few people into the house.

"I have finished those corpses...Oh."

While speaking, he sighed inexplicably, and lifted the white cloth covering the corpse.

"See it for yourself."

There are several straw mats in the middle of the house, and eight preliminarily assembled bone hacks are arranged side by side on the straw mats.

Bo Ziyu took a sharp look and found nothing, only that he recognized that the eight skeletons were all women, and hated Gu Lao San's vicious heart.

But when he took a closer look, his eyes widened.

These bone horrors, regardless of height, size, skull size, and wrist bone thickness are exactly the same!

Just as there are no two identical leaves in the world, it is impossible to have two identical skeletons, unless...

Bo Tzuyu is short of breath (harmonious).

I remembered Gu Lao San's inexplicable words.

By his side, Li Changan had turned his sword around and rushed back.

"Then Gu Tian has a problem!"

...

"Ran?!"

Bo Tzuyu's eyes sprayed with (harmonious) fire, and he wished to eat the servant in front of him who was responsible for guarding the Gu Tian clan and the Zhang brothers.

"No, no, no."

The yaman was busy defending himself.

"Our office is too small, so Zhang Dalang invited Gu Tian to go home and take him into custody."

Bo Ziyu looked incredible.

I don't know if it was because this yaman was so stupid that he would believe this kind of nonsense; or the yaman was too fat to fool him with this kind of idiot.

Detained on your behalf?

It is clear that the witness ran with the suspect!

"Thin leader."

Another guard nearby cried out.

"It's not that we don't know things, but that there are a few people in this city who dare to provoke him. He wants to go, who wants to take with him. Who dares to stop the younger ones, and how can he stop him?"

The guard said with a smile again.

"Furthermore, the culprit, Gu Lao San, has already been brought to justice, so what about Gu Tian's female stream?"

"Female stream? She is most likely a demon..."

When it came to this, Bo Tzuyu stopped anxiously, pointing his fingers at the two old fried dough sticks that are not afraid of boiling water.

"I'll clean up you later."

He knew how to scold these two people, it would be of no avail, so he had no choice but to curse, and then sternly ordered:

"Show me the old man Gu Yanshi, if there is any difference, you will lose your position!"

That's it.

Convene people.

In the direction of Zhang's family, he chased after him.

…………

What kind of monster this time?

Mixed in the fast-catching team, rampaged on the streets of Xiaoshui, on the way to Zhang's house.

Li Changan thought repeatedly.

Those eight identical corpses undoubtedly "should" belong to the same "person". To do this, is to rebirth? Is it a clone? Or, is it a skeleton made deliberately?

What are the monsters with similar magical powers?

earthworm? Gecko? Or something like potatoes?

"Tai Sui is a demon."

Tai Sui? !

The **** of the year? No, it should be meat Ganoderma lucidum.

There was a trembling spirit in the Taoist's mind, and it was immediately transparent.

indeed.

If it is a Tai Sui Demon, then it makes sense.

The monsters who have turned into spirits love to turn into beautiful women, and confuse men to absorb the spirit. This aspect is quite in line with that of Gu Tian's wandering style.

Furthermore, the flesh-ganoderma lucidum, or seeing flesh and gathering flesh, is inexhaustible and inexhaustible. It turns into a demon queen, and the power of "rebirth" must be nothing more than leisure...

and many more.

Li Changan turned his head blankly.

There was a small servant next to him, his lips closed, and he said silently:

"it's me."

Yumei!

For a moment, Li Changan was rarely impetuous.

This servant usually doesn't see anyone, and will show up as soon as there is a monster.

Li Changan really doubted whether the other party had used any means to monitor him, or had another method of detecting monsters. The original night mist distinguishing monsters was all nonsense!

In any case, Taoist priests have little patience left with this mysterious "ally".

But Yu Mei can always pick the right time, knowing this point, Li Changan has no time to look for her to care about.

The reason is that there is a high-walled courtyard in front of the group, with a sign hanging on the concealed door.

Zhang Mansion.

"Daoist, here it is."

Bo Tzuyu reminded him loudly, and broke into the door first.

The entrance is a courtyard.

Zhang Shaonan is leading a group of wicked teenagers to play the leaf play.

When I saw the catchers, I was not surprised, only tossed the toy in my hand, and called my friends to stop him.

Someone among the evil youngsters laughed.

"Isn't this a thin head, rare guest, what's the point of going there in person?"

Bo Tzuyu was so anxious that his lips bubbled up, where could he be fooling around with this gang of rascals, and asked directly:

"Where is Gu Tian?"

The other side laughed.

"Where is Zhang Tong?"

The other side cursed.

He stomped and led people in, but Zhang Shaonan led the push.

The two sides are noisy, you push me, mother-in-law, and Li Changan is very impatient.

Sudden.

The Taoist rushed up and smashed into the crowd on the opposite side, grabbed the arm of Zhang Shaonan, and cut his arm to his back sideways. Then he kicked his knees, and Zhang Shaonan fell to the ground involuntarily.

He was stunned, then furious.

After struggling hard for a few times, he was still unable to get out, only turning his skin into pig liver color.

The two brothers have been running rampant between the markets all the year round, asking themselves why have they ever suffered such humiliation? At the moment, he will be anxious and yell "thief".

But without waiting for the exit, Li Changan kicked it out and hit the foot of the wall, almost without giving up.

With this sudden appearance, the evil youngsters who had just been clamoring for a while suddenly died down.

In their view, even Zhang Shaonan, who injured one arm, is still a very capable person.

As a result, he was turned over by the shaven Taoist priest.

All of a sudden.

Shortness of breath is inevitable.

Li Changan didn't bother to guess that his heart was subtle, his eyes wandered around, and he caught a pleasing pull from the evil boy.

"Where are Zhang Tong and Gu Tian?"

Bo Tzuyu also pulled a group of government officials around at the right time, scaring the poor man into battle and urinating turbulently, and immediately sold Zhang Tong clean.

"Da Lang and Xue Tuan'er are happy in the back hall."

Bo Tzuyu sneered.

"A rascal is a rascal! To be an adulterous wife, and so on, but to use his own brother to do the dirty work of looking after the door."

After all, let this guy go.

Ignore the rascals who opened the dyeing workshop.

He greeted everyone and rushed to the backyard.

...

"boom!"

Backyard wing room.

The door was kicked open.

Li Chang'an and Bo Ziyu rushed to the beginning with their knives and swords.

Can be the next second.

One of them frowned, and the other gritted his teeth.

The large wing room was empty, and a four-legged canopy bed against the wall was covered with blood stains. The messy bedding indicated that there had been a short fight (not dirty).

The windows on the west wall were wide open, facing the faintly red twilight sky outside the house.

The sky will end.

Zhang Tong and Gu Tian have disappeared.

"Thief!"

At this time, there was a violent shout in the yard, and Zhang Shaonan came to the door with a knife to find the place back.

But as soon as I walked in, I was taken aback.

"Where is my big brother?"

"Idiot! Gu Tian is a monster."

Bo Ziyu sneered.

"Your brother is more stupid, let that monster be taken away!"

…………

Time goes by for a moment.

Xiaoshui Administration Office.

Seeing Bo Tzuyu's back hurrying away, the guard spat.

"Tsk tsk, such a big official prestige, I told the unknown people to hear it, and thought this servant was the lieutenant of the county."

No matter, he stroked a few more short beards, and asked his companion who had been scolded by his side:

"The boy only talked halfway, what are you going to say?"

Companion smiles.

"Probably it's a monster."

"Huh? Monster!"

He screamed, then lowered his voice and winked.

"It's best to be a monster. If you eat all of the Zhang family brothers, won't my gambling debt be written off?"

The guard laughed weirdly, and patted his companion on the shoulder with his hand.

But the companion took a small step back.

Only half a step.

But it seems to retreat from the painting.

Obviously the office is still that office, and the person is still that person, but it seems to have been separated from the world at once.

The guard's hand froze in the air.

It's a long time.

Then he scratched his head.

It seems that I don't understand why I stand here alone in a daze, and raise my hands in a daze.

In the end, he left this thought behind and turned away with a few mutters.

And the companion, with a slight smile on his face, walked calmly, and went to the prison.

…………

Gu Lao San curled up in the corner.

Darkness, weakness and pain flooded him like a tide.

In a trance, a colorful picture spread out before his eyes.

He remembered the gorgeous solo dance of the **** the painting boat.

I remember that when I was young, my daughter spent a lot of money and only asked for a smile from the beauty.

I remember the red candles on the wedding night.

I remember my wife staying out at night and staying out at night.

I remember the rumors in the neighborhood.

I remembered the repeated questioning of the pale prisoner.

"Why kill?"

I didn't kill anyone... did I?

Another voice in my heart told him.

Do not.

You killed someone.

You killed your lady, you killed Xue Tuan'er.

then.

He remembered again, at this year's Bacchus Festival, on the other side of the boat, that desperate glance.

Remembering the anger of holding his wife's neck with his hands.

He remembered his wife's smile blooming in his hands, just like when he first saw him.

He remembered that he was holding his wife's gradually cold body and howling to find the doctor, but he ran into the doctor at the door that looked like he had been waiting for a long time.

The doctor told him: his wife was not dead, but sick.

right.

He told himself.

Just sick.

"what a pity."

There was a flat voice abruptly in the darkness.

"Seeing that your wife is about to be cured, but you stopped at the last step."

Gu Lao San looked up in surprise.

It was obviously dark all around, but that face was exceptionally clear.

"The doctor?"

The face in the darkness nodded with a smile.

Gu Lao San's lips closed a few times, and finally said bitterly: "I can't get out, can you help me cure Xue Tuan'er's disease?"

"Can."

But that face showed a distressed look again.

"It's just that the arrest and the Taoist priests have already gone to find your wife. If they are found, naturally they won't get a medical treatment."

That's it.

In Gu Lao San's dumbfounded eyes, that face was full of smiles.

"Do you want to save her?"