Chapter 828 (1/2)
After the waterboarding, Taoist Jiang, like a frightened bird, kept shouting, ”I say, I say.” Wang Chen didn't expect that an official Taoist in the Shangqing palace, a Dharma Taoist, was so weak that those injured external disciples could pass several times before! He can only sigh. It seems that practicing martial arts can really exercise people's will.
He had to be kind and comforted: ”Mr. Jiang, you can think about it now and sort out your memory, but punishment... We still have to live. It will be over in a minute!”
Wang Chen brought a chair and a bench that had been simply transformed. A wooden stake was installed vertically at the other end of the bench. This is the traditional culture that Wang Chen learned from the film and television works that reflected the cruelty of the old society - the so-called tiger stool is also. In the early development of the party, it was famous. The so-called people made of special materials came from this.
Wang Chen doesn't believe that religious figures, landlords and gentry in the old society can be more powerful than Party members?
When he tied Taoist Jiang to the stool, he probably had not seen such traditional culture. He could also ask Wang Chen, ”what do you want to ask... You don't ask anything, you can't do this! You can't do this... You madman! Ah!”
Wang Chen began to add bricks under his heels. When he heard Taoist Jiang screaming, he took out those mouthballs and put them on him in Taoist Jiang's frightened eyes. He said comfortingly: ”This is to prevent you from biting your tongue. Don't worry, our punishment will not threaten your life. More than anyone, we hope you can live healthily... Punishment is to make you suffer, not to torture you... Do you understand?”
Taoist Jiang looked at him in horror. Wang Chen said with emotion according to Jiang Taichong's head: ”long live the understanding... I specially drilled several holes in the mouth ball, not to let you flow out... I'm not so disgusting. In order to fill it when you can flush. Therefore, this is not an insult to your personality. I absolutely respect... Understand the personality of others.”
Taoist Jiang's saliva and snot flowed on his face, stared at him in horror.
Wang Chen waited for the teacher's palace to add a few more bricks. After seeing him nodding to himself, he knew that this was the limit of the tiger stool. If it was raised, it would hurt Taoist Jiang's body. He waited quietly for a while. This period of time was as long as a century for Taoist Jiang, and then... Wang Chen took out a soft cotton cloth to wipe sweat and gently covered it On Taoist Jiang's face.
He picked up the kettle, shook the ice inside, and then... Began to flush down calmly.
Taoist Jiang's body struggled violently again
After a long time of endless pain, Taoist Jiang was finally pulled to a transformed Taishi chair. Wang Chen sat opposite and said with a gentle smile: ”now, let's start asking questions... Did you report to Shangqing palace about xiamaoshan Taoist in Yizhuang?”
Taoist Jiang sitting opposite shivered and replied, ”yes!”
”Please state your conversation with the little Taoist priest of Yizhuang, that is, the little disciple of the master Taoist priest!”
In the previous rounds, Taoist Jiang has been taught very obediently by Wang Chen. During the last torture, Wang Chen specially asked him to recite the outline of the conversation, including how to state, what to say and what grammar to use. So Taoist Jiang returned obediently: ”That day, September 11, 1949, it was noon. No, it was a moment before noon...”