Wife, I am the baby’s father Chapter 85 (1/2)

Chapter 85 Lian Xing

“Lian Xing” was number one of the five major tortures in the Hidden Castle. That is, people were tied up left to the sun’s exposure, and whipped with a whip soaked in chilli water. And then pour salt water over them. After three days they are tied to the middle of the castle’s entrance on public display.

Wu Qing frowned slightly, watching the crowd without a word.

Fei Yan’s words were like a bomb dropped on the crowd, everyone whispered in each other’s ears in discussion.

“Lian Xing” from when it was created was only used once, that was on a previously popular thief in the Jianghu, in the first place he unexpectedly pa.s.sed by the hidden Castle and entered, thinking of stealing rare martial art books. In the end was caught on the spot by the Castle Master at that time, thereby implementing the “lian xing”. Every common person listened to ancient philosophies , that sort of death was extremely horrible. Decay spread over whipped skin, the skin on the face and arm would completely burst open, like paper, large pieces by large pieces will fall off. The skeleton like body will be so dark as if they were burned to death while still alive. No flesh on the face would only mean their widened eyes could be seen. Other parts could no longer be recognisable.

Even though Shen Xin Ci was the murderer who killed the former Castle Master. But making this girl suffer that sort of torture, everyone’s hear couldn’t help but be scared. Even if they supported the decision, they were convinced no one would dare to look at her corpse.

Xin Ci powerlessly kneeled on the floor, hearing their lowered voices she also understood it was a very cruel punishment. But she definitely did not think about how tragic it was.

To her death was an absolution, although she couldn’t let go. But she believed her cousin and Wen Kia would look after her children well. Only she didn’t know if her husband had heard what she had said, or he had heard but did not care.

Qing Long sullen in the middle of it, nevertheless moved forward, one fist cupped in the other hand, lowered his head slightly.

“Castle Master, this subordinate does not think this torture is appropriate at all.”

Fei Yan turned her head towards Qing Long, glaring.