A corner of the camp, a tent somewhere.r?anwenw?w?w?.

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There are many lights in the tent, and the scene is blurred and vague.

The moist air rushed into the swollen and hot chest cavity, and the survival instinct made him grab the air he could touch.

Before he could breathe, the familiar suffocation and viscousness came again.

Li Shu tried hard to open his congested and swollen eyes, dense bloodshot covered his white eyes.

"Do you still refuse to say it?"

A sharp and mean voice came from above, sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, making people unable to help but suspect that this voice came from hell.

Li Shu bit his lips and said nothing, his mind was blank when he was sober and calm on weekdays.

Pain attracts all body senses and makes him unable to find his own reason.

He struggled to open his eyes, his face covered with two layers of mulberry paper, which was wet and damp, which isolated the air and made his breathing more and more difficult.

Because his head and limbs were fixed and tied, he even seemed to have a luxury to move.

“…It’s really tough…”

After a few breaths, three pieces of mulberry paper covered with the face were stacked, and then it was peeled off. The cold air hit the face, giving Li Shu a breath. However, the precious air did not come into contact with it for long, and the person on the side took another piece of mulberry paper.

Li Shu was swept away, and his previous experience made him shudder, and fear hit his brain from the soles of his feet.

"...You have thought about it. If you cover it again this time, then you will post it one by one, and you will never give you a chance to regret it again."

Li Shu's chest was fluctuating violently, and he couldn't help but squint and looked at the person beside him carefully.

"I can't say it, give up."

His voice was hoarse and low, and every time he said a word, he felt a pain like a knife scraping his throat.

Even so, Li Shu's expression was still tough and he had no intention of giving in.

The man was so angry that he was so angry that he snorted coldly.

"He is worthy of being a literati. He is really hard, and he will not say this..." The man smiled maliciously and waved his hand to get the cut mulberry paper over. He pinched his throat while holding it, "It's worth it to send you to the road with such expensive paper."

The yield of mulberry paper is not high and ordinary people cannot afford it.

I don’t know who discovered its magical use. After being wet, mulberry paper will be isolated from the air. Covering a few more pieces can make people suffocate.

Covering one by one, almost no one can withstand such punishment.

The man named "Li" in front of me was tough, and he went back and forth two or three pieces, and he would uncover the paper every time, which made him suffer a lot. He was too busy to stand it as an ordinary person. Who knew that this person could still hold on? I really thought he didn't dare to kill him, right?

"This time I will pack you nine pieces and send you to the old King of Hell in Fengdu. I wish you a bright future!"

Li Shu's eyes slanted and he snorted weakly.

Showing contempt.

The man was not angry and covered Li Shu's face with the unwet mulberry paper.

He seemed to remember something, and suddenly leaned down and murmured in Li Shu's ear.

"What's the name of the book boy next to you? What's wrong with him?"

Li Shu's heart skipped a beat, and his hands tied to the long stick clenched into fists.

His little move obviously pleased the man, whose pleasant laughter came from his chest to his throat, making him gritting his teeth.

"His body had been torn to pieces by animals in the mountains and forests."

Strong anger brewed in Li Shu's chest. He seemed to have to accumulate the remaining strength to break free from his bondage, but it was futile. His wrists and ankles were peeled off by thick hemp ropes, leaving behind bloody red marks. A similar roar of trapped beasts in desperate situations was overflowing between his throat.

With a puff, the man sprayed the water in his mouth on the mulberry paper.

The mulberry paper is softened by moisture, and the familiar suffocation swept over again like a tide.

The executioner said in a slight slight voice in Li Shu's ear: "You are fast, and you may still see that little bitch bone. However, it was eaten by wild beasts, lacking hands and feet, and his stomach was opened, and his intestines, heart, liver and lungs were gone. I don't know if you can recognize it."

After more than a dozen breaths, the executioner covered Li Shu's face with a second piece of mulberry paper and sprayed water.

He continued to use words to attack Li Shu's psychological defense line, and saw that he had no intention of giving in, so he stamped the third one.

According to the executioner's experience, if the mulberry paper is covered with 5 to 8 pieces, the inmate will suffocate and die.

This is the third one, and the remaining few can be taken slowly, extending the time Li Shu is waiting for death, watching him struggle in pain, really relieve his anger.

"The fourth picture, I wish you to go to Fengdu for promotion and wealth."

Li Shu's remaining rationality told him that today is his death day in the coming year.

He tried hard to hold back the remaining breath and quietly waited for the fourth piece of paper.

One breath...

Two breaths...

Three breaths...

During the fourth breath, Li Shu felt the executioner sticking mulberry paper on his belly, and the sound of water spraying sounded, and his belly was chilling.

Li Shu: "???"

The sudden confusing operation made Li Shu confused, and the executioner's sneer came from his ears, with both voice and emotion, which was particularly vulnerable.

"...The prisoner who passed by can paste up to 8 pieces of mulberry paper. I don't know how many pieces you can put. Seeing that you are a thin scholar, I didn't expect that you would hide it." The executioner beeped at Li Shu's belly several times, and muttered, "I really don't cry until I see the coffin."

After three breaths, the fifth piece of mulberry paper was once again covered with her belly.

If the scene wasn't wrong, Li Shu's face would probably be unable to hold back.

At this time, he felt something moving around his ears and his hands, and the touch was not like a human hand.

After a while, the mulberry paper covering his face was uncovered again, and fresh air rushed into his nose.

Li Shu took a breath again and saw a glimpse of green in his eyes.

He subconsciously rolled his eyes and followed the conspicuous color. As soon as he saw it clearly, he felt the illusion that his blood was frozen.

A bamboo leaf...

A bamboo leaf pulled apart the mulberry paper covering his face???

Li Shu didn't dare to move, but his eyes blinked quickly.

Is he dreaming?

The executioner's movement to stamp the sixth sheet of mulberry paper pulled back his attention.

Li Shu looked down again, and saw the executioner's expression spraying water at his belly with vivid expression, beating gloomy endlessly.

What is this happening?

Even though he was as knowledgeable as Li Shu, he also thought of the three souls of "Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?"

However, he did not dare to speak, for fear that he would wake up the executioner who was suspected of being a ghost hitting the wall as soon as he made a sound.

So he lay on the execution bed, watching the executioner performing with expressionless expression, covering his belly with mulberry paper one after another. From the initial shock to the indifferent attitude of Li Shu, he still wants to catch a cold stomach and make a stomachache.

The eighth piece of mulberry paper was covered with the executioner, and the executioner "sees" Li Shu but still has not died, and his ferocious expression has become a little unbelievable.

"The life of a naughty boy is so hard."

If you don’t believe in evil, you will block the ninth and tenth pictures.

Li Shu: "..."
Chapter completed!