Zhang Gui, who had been imprisoned for a year, was finally pulled out and pinned in front of the Xiangtang door.
"Now, the Qinghong Society has been recognized by the orthodoxy." Lei Yishan stood next to Xu Fanming with some emotion.
Xu Fanming frowned in displeasure: "With the Xuanfeng Order here, the Qinghong Society will always be orthodox."
Lei Yishan would not argue with Xu Fanming on such a matter, he just smiled and shook his head.
Du Yu had already put on the clothes of the former great criminal officer, stood in front of Zhang Gui, and looked at him expressionlessly.
"If you want to kill me, hurry up. I will still be a good man after eighteen years!"
Zhang Gui raised his head and shouted.
Tang Qiye, who had just walked into the Xiangtang courtyard, heard these words and snorted coldly.
Then, before anyone could react, Tang Qiye had already raised the rosewood crutch in his hand and was about to hit Zhang Gui on the back of the head.
But it didn't happen. Tang Qiye put down his crutch and just raised his foot and kicked Zhang Gui hard on the back.
"You bitch, open your eyes and take a look. Do you still recognize you, Master Qi, and me?" Tang Qiye grabbed Zhang Gui's hair and forced him to look at him.
Lei Yishan clicked his tongue: "The little old man really cherishes his crutches."
As soon as he said these words, Xu Fanming beside him couldn't help but chuckle.
Although the current situation is very serious, Tang Qiye just now was too funny.
Zhang Gui narrowed his eyes and looked at Tang Laoqi, his eyes were very strange.
After a long time, he sneered: "Tang Laoqi? Are you still alive?"
Tang Lao Qi sneered: "Yes! Master Qi, I will be nourished in ten years. You kid, I'm afraid you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."
Zhang Gui showed a relieved smile: "Come on, kill me."
Du Yu frowned displeased, impatience appeared on his elegant face,
He patted Tang Qiye on the shoulder: "Let's go."
Tang Qiye's arrogant aura just now dissipated in an instant. He looked at Zhang Gui fiercely, and then walked aside.
"This is the last time I, Du Yu, use eighty-one punishments to bring closure to the former Laoqinghonghui."
Then, Du Yu skillfully picked up the torture instrument at hand and asked the execution hall men on the side to lift Zhang Gui onto the specially made torture instrument.
Du Yu continued step by step with an expressionless face. Zhang Gui had been fed delicious food and drinks in Wangji Temple for the past year, but he was afraid that he would be weak and unable to bear it when the execution was carried out.
Xu Fanming, who was sitting on the main seat, raised his hand. Lu Lianshou took out a long brocade box from behind him and handed it to Xu Fanming: "This is the wild ginseng my boss asked me to send."
Xu Fanming gently opened the lid of the brocade box, and inside lay a wild ginseng of excellent quality. Judging from its size, it was estimated to be at least three hundred years old.
"Good stuff." Xu Fanming clicked his tongue, then took out the dagger he always carried in his sleeve, cut a piece, and put it in the saucer on the side.
Xu Fanming handed the saucer to Lei Yishan, who took it and walked to Du Yu's side with the saucer in hand.
Du Yu looked at the wild ginseng in the saucer, flicked his tail finger, and the piece of fresh wild ginseng fell into Zhang Gui's mouth.
After a while, Xu Fanming saw Zhang Gui gritting his teeth, his face turned pale, and he kept breathing heavily, but he refused to cry out. He raised his knife and cut off a piece of wild ginseng.
This series of actions was very skillful, just like when he, as an apprentice, helped Du Yu in the old Qinghong Club.
Lei Yishan walked up again carrying a saucer.
Du Yu skillfully stuffed it into Zhang Gui's mouth again, holding his breath.
Zhang Gui has always known the cruelty of the Eighty-one Punishment, and has also personally seen Du Yu use the Eighty-one Punishment on others.
But at this moment, when these things were used on himself, Zhang Gui truly regretted them.
But what's the use of regret at this moment?
Du Yu saw deep regret in Zhang Gui's scarlet eyes, sneered, and the movements of his hands became smoother.
"After all, you only know the pain when the knife touches you, right?"
"When you handed over the list, why didn't you think that such a day would come to you?"
"Just think of it as a way to atone for your own sins."
While talking, Lei Yishan brought up the third portion of wild ginseng.
This portion of wild ginseng is thickly sliced, with flowers cut neatly on top.
Du Yu still took it skillfully.
Zhang Gui's body was much weaker than he thought. After more than thirty tortures, he was already taking in less air and outgoing more air.
But despite this, Du Yu's movements did not stop.
Even after so many years, the chief criminal is still the chief criminal.
Lei Yishan sat next to Xu Fanming and watched Xu Fanming skillfully slice the freshly cut wild ginseng into puree with a knife.
This is the last bite of ginseng.
Lei Yishan held the saucer and walked up silently.
This is the first time he has witnessed the eighty-one punishments of the Qinghong Society with his own eyes. It has to be said that Lei Yishan, who can see more than fifty punishments now and still not have weak legs, is indeed a ruthless person.
He walked to Du Yu and handed the saucer in his hand to Du Yu.
Du Yu took it expressionlessly, accurately found Zhang Gui's mouth on the bloody body, and then stuffed it in gracefully.
Returning to his seat, Lei Yishan glanced at Xu Fanming with fear.
The expressions of Xu Fanming and Du Yu were exactly the same, as if they were used to seeing such bloody scenes.
As if sensing Lei Yishan's gaze, Xu Fanming turned around and grinned at Lei Yishan: "Why, this is the first time we meet?"
Lei Yishan nodded.
Xu Fanming seemed to remember the first time he saw this scene, when he was only in his teens.
"In the past eighty-one punishments, the number of people watching was no less than this. The closer it got to the end, the fewer people were left." Xu Fanming narrowed his eyes and said with some nostalgia.
Lei Yishan looked at Du Yu and then at Xu Fanming. From a certain point of view, the two masters and apprentices were much more cruel and ruthless than himself.
Naturally, Lei Yishan ignored what he had done.
And Xu Fanming also glanced at Lei Yishan thoughtfully. It's not that he didn't know what Lei Yishan did in Rongcheng, but some things couldn't be said openly, otherwise Lei Yishan would kill him.
The number of innocent people was enough for him to suffer a good blow.
Just when the undercurrent between the two was surging, Zhang Gui had already passed away.
And the eighty-one punishments in Du Yu's hands were already close to the seventy mark.
Looking at Zhang Gui who was no longer breathing, Du Yu felt a little regretful that no one in his hands could successfully survive the number seventy.
Even wild ginseng of such an old age can't save his life, it's really a waste.
Du Yu picked up the hot towel on the side and wiped the blood on his hands.
"Just deal with it." He said softly.
Since this time, news of the reorganization of the Qinghong Club has spread throughout the world.
After more and more people learned the news, they rushed here from all over the world.
Among them, there are old people from the Qinghonghui and some small sects.
Xu Fanming raised his head and looked at the sky along the towering bamboos.