Yuan Bin continues to inquire.
"You are not talented, you can cultivate to the fourth level of qi in just one month, that woman has definitely left you a lot of resources, where are the rest of the resources?"
"Used up." Jiang Ping An gritted his teeth, hiding his anger and hatred in his heart.
"Pa ~"
Another whip fell on Jiang Ping 'an, causing him to shake violently.
Previously protected by amulet, he had barely been wounded in battle and had been cut a short time earlier.
That's how much it hurts to be beaten.
"The old husband heard about you and knew that you had a storage device, and said, Where are the rest of the resources hidden!"
"With... Run out." Jiang Ping An is almost dizzy in pain, and he will never tell the Corporeal things.
"To die!"
Yuan Bin turned the whip over and stabbed Jiang Ping 'an's right eye with the whip's grip.
"Ah ~"
The shrill cry echoed through the cave and made one shudder.
The bandit standing outside chuckled.
"What an idiot to defy the man in charge."
"He is a fool, a little ability is arrogant, big master but the legend of the eight layers of training Qi."
"How long do you think this kid can last?"
"Can't hold on, tell the truth right now."
Jiang Ping An fainted from the pain, but the other side called a whip, will wake him up.
Re-open his eyes, but found that his right eye has nothing to see.
His right eye had been poked out.
Like the corpses on the floor, he seemed to have a penchant for piercing people's eyes out.
"Give you one last chance, tell me where the rest of the resources are, the old husband can give you a pain, or let you die!"
Yuan Bin gave an ultimatum.
Jiang Pingan's only remaining eye was fixed on his partner, a face he would never forget.
If he can survive, he will definitely kill each other.
Whether it's for yourself, or for the villagers.
Yuan Bin saw that the other side did not speak, and his face sank.
"Very perseverance, very suitable for practice, but you stubborn, Xianlu has come to an end."
He crouched down and gouged out a bloody eye from a dead mummified body.
At the sight of the bloody eye, the bandits at the door suddenly changed their faces and took a few quick steps back.
They seemed to have seen something most terrible.
Yuan Bin's expression turned grim.
"I stole this eye from the Buddhist gate, and for this eye, I fell from the foundation to the eighth floor of Qi training."
"Some people say that this eye is the eye of the fairy, others say that this eye is the eye of the devil."
"But whether it is a fairy or a demon, many people want to transplant the eye to themselves in exchange for great power."
'But they all break down and suffer a great deal of pain before they die.'
"Later, Zong men used it to interrogate prisoners, and the success rate of interrogation was as high as 90%, and the remaining 10% of them died because they didn't survive."
"In the whole history of interrogation, only one person succeeded, but that person was killed by his old husband."
Yuan Bin pressed his bloody eye heavily on Jiang Ping An's right eye.
"Since you don't say it, then bear the pain."
With that, Yuan Bin turned and walked out.
He walked to the door and said to the bandit at the door, "Keep a close watch and ask for forgiveness. Come and tell your old husband."
"Yes, the man in charge."
'said the bandit at the door respectfully.
After Yuan Bin was sent away, several bandits gloated over Jiang Ping 'an.
"What an idiot! You have to use this trick."
'No one has been able to resist this eye all this time.'
"Then again, why is this eye so painful?"
"Asked one of the bandits.
"Listening to the big master say, it seems that it is because this eye will let people keep recalling the most painful experience, over and over again, again and again, the pain will be deepened one time, and finally collapse."
"If there is no painful experience, it will repeat the painful memories of the body, and re-apply to the body, and continue to worsen."
"Hiss ~"
The bandit who asked the question gasped.
What horrible eyes!
Almost everyone has a past that they don't want to accept, but this eye will relive it, and it will give you more weight.
Who can bear this?
I finally understand how twisted these bodies look.
Jiang Ping 'an's body began to shake as the bandits talked.
The image he least wanted to recall came to his mind.
In a field, against the blazing sun, her mother dragged a rope by her slender shoulders, with the plow behind her 耧车 as she pulled the cart slowly along, knees bent and trembling.
Her shoulders were worn with blood and soaked with sackcloth from long hours of ploughing.
"Mother! Stop! Stop it!"
Jiang Pingan shouted because he knew something was about to happen that would make him choke.
But his mother could not hear him, and still worked hard to plow the fields.
"Plop ~"
Mother fell in the middle of the field, splashing a cloud of dust.
"No!"
Jiang Ping An's gut-wrenching roar.
Once again saw the picture of his mother falling down, as if there was an awl, severely stabbed in his own heart, unable to breathe.
When Jiang Ping 'an saw this scene, he dropped the seed in his hand and rushed to his mother frantically.
"Mom! Mother! What's wrong with you!"
'Peace... Sorry... Mom can't be with you... To live... Live safely... '
"Mother!!"
Two lines of blood tears down the corners of Jiang Ping An's eyes, body convulsions.
The picture turned, the mother's body disappeared, the father's broken body appeared in front of the eyes.
In order to pay taxes, the father went hunting in the mountains, and was eaten by wild animals, leaving only a broken body.
Even so, the father still held two pheasants in his arms.
He was bent over. He would rather be eaten than let the pheasants he had worked so hard for be eaten by a tiger.
Because he needed the pheasant to sell money, and needed it to feed his son.
"Father ~"
Jiang Ping An choked and cried.
The picture changed again, the mother's slender body pulled up the tiller again...
And the most painful image repeats itself over and over again.
In reality, at the gate of the prison, the bandits laughed and laughed at Jiang Ping 'an, who was in tears.
"I can't hold on, I can't hold on any longer!"
'Now, the pain he goes through will go on and on