Chapter 844 – Torture Chamber (1/2)
Chapter 844 – Torture Chamber
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
In the southwest corner of Wenshui City stood twelve massive granaries. It was said that they stored enough grain to feed six counties of the Great Zhou for one year. If Wenshui City were besieged, this grain was enough to sustain the soldiers and citizens for several centuries, so one could imagine just how much grain was being stored inside these granaries.
One of the most important things granaries had to pay attention to was preventing fire, so these granaries were all located near the Wenshui.
Although it was midwinter, one still felt like they could hear the sound of flowing water while standing in the granary.
In reality, this was not the flowing of water, but the flowing of blood.
In the innermost granary, not a single grain could be found. This vast, and even imposing, granary was practically empty, with only several dozen people within.
Seven of them were completely naked, hanging from the chains used to transport grain. Blood constantly dripped from their bodies and smashed into the ground.
They had already been subjected to all sorts of tortures and were now in the most miserable of states. Even the pig butchered at the start of the year was more fortunate than them.
The torturers were all very young, some of them still in their teens. They all had focused expressions, the sight before their eyes unable to tear away the smallest sliver of their attention. There was no sympathy or pity on their faces, only the occasional shyness.
These young people were members of the Tang clan's Torture Hall, and all shared the same teacher: the emaciated elder sitting on the chair.
It was precisely that elder that had appeared in the old estate not too long ago.
The seven prisoners were brought down. There was not a single whole piece of flesh on their bodies, and they had lost a great deal of blood, but they were still alive.
The problem was that they now wished that they had never been born.
”Draw a signature, and then I will send all of you on your way.”
The thin elder finally spoke, his voice as gentle as his expression, sounding particularly ordinary and commonplace.
But to the seven blood-drenched prisoners on the ground, the elder's voice was like the howl of a fiend from the abyss, but also the blooming of a flower in the Divine Kingdom above the sea of stars.
Though already on their last breaths, they began to crawl for all they were worth, fearing that they would fall behind. Dragging trails of blood through the floor of the granary, they crawled up to the elder, used their blurry eyesight to find the brush and paper, and then made their signatures as quickly as possible. Finally, they incessantly wept, ”Grandpa Wei, just quickly kill me…”
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A plume of black smoke rose from the estate, followed by a flickering flame, and then cursing.
The Tang Second Master's most beloved Tong Cottage had been burned into the scorched earth by Fatty Son-in-Law.
The estate was on the shores of the Wenshui, located right behind the willow trees, but the Tong Cottage was located in a rather deep part of the estate, so this fire would not affect the life in the river waters.
The snowflakes fell on the water, instantly vanishing. The fish slowly swam about the water grass at the bottom of the river.
This was the southern part of the city, where the Tang clan's chief branch and second branch were separated only by a river. It was a most lofty and expensive area.
This place was far away from the Daoist church and the long street. There was no inn here, no restaurant.
So there were naturally no pedestrians, no spectating crowd.
Even the subordinates and servants of the chief branch had already been caught and brought back on the orders of Madam Tang.
But in the next moment, the desolate shore of the Wenshui suddenly became much livelier.
Seven peddlers, six government laborers, three fortune-tellers, two sesame-seed-candy-selling elders, and one cosmetic-buying girl suddenly appeared.
Everyone knew that these were no ordinary people.
Government laborers could be supervising peddlers, fortune tellers could chat a few words with elders selling sesame-seed candy, but the peddlers weren't selling cosmetic powder, so who was the girl going to buy it from?