The sun is shining brightly and the nature is full of vitality. The trees are lush and the birds are chirping happily. The row of tile-roofed houses nestled in the ravine is also integrated with nature and is extremely quiet. In the warm afternoon, the sun makes people lazy.
Brewing a pot of afternoon tea, chatting about calligraphy and painting with friends, or taking a nap half-lying on a bamboo rafter can be regarded as a peaceful and comfortable afternoon.
But there will always be shadows under the sun. The sun in the sky is like the power on the earth, there will always be places that it cannot shine.
"The person is down there." A gruff voice said. Pushing open the rotten wooden door, a complex odor hit your face. This was a basement, with bags of salt piled up inside, and some at the bottom.
It's salted, and the salt water makes the ground wet.
Yin | wet, wet, smelly, as if entering another world.
The person walking down was none other than Peng Tianheng. He took a torch and lit it on the charcoal fire in the basin, and walked towards a man who was tied to a wooden stake. The man had his head buried in silence, and Peng Tianheng squeezed him hard.
He grabbed her chin, lifted it up, and held the torch close to her. The woman with a well-proportioned face was none other than "Mr. Hu."
"Hehe." Peng Tianheng laughed dryly.
Zhao Erniang's eyes showed fear, and she said in a pleading tone: "The slave family doesn't want to offend Master Peng, but it's just that it can't be done... You give the slave family a chance to make up for it..."
"Bah... Bah!" Peng Tianheng forced out a mouthful of phlegm from his throat and spit it on Zhao Erniang's face, "Bitch! Shake your breasts and spread your legs and you can smile. Is everything okay?"
Peng Tianheng suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her collar, and tore it apart violently, revealing a pair of white and round things. Zhao Erniang let out a cry of pain, and saw a bright red scratch quickly appeared on the white flesh, and the color became more and more intense.
Deep, blood beads slowly seeped out.
"Don't be anxious. Slow down. I'll do whatever you want this time." Zhao Erniang said flatteringly, holding back the pain.
"What a fucking slut!" Peng Tianheng cursed with contempt, "Why did I miss you in the first place?"
For some reason, when he first met Zhao Erniang, he felt like a cat scratching his heart. Now that she seemed to be offering herself up, Peng Tianheng felt that there was nothing remarkable about this girl, and was replaced by anger and disgust. He grabbed her roughly.
A ball of meat, squeezed hard enough to make Zhao Erniang scream. It was just a ball of meat in my hand. I was so embarrassed by this thing in the first place!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Peng Tianheng looked around, found a pair of scissors, and jumped over immediately. Zhao Erniang's face turned pale when she saw it: "You...what are you going to do?" Peng Tianheng didn't ask any questions, and reached out to grab it. Zhao Erniang
Seeing this, her head buzzed. She didn't have time to think about anything. When she heard a soft and dull sound of "chi", she felt a sudden and heartbreaking pain in her chest. Blood immediately came out, and Zhao Erniang struggled desperately and hissed.
She yelled. Peng Tianheng reached out with his left hand to pinch her mouth, and forced the cut thing with his bloody fingers into her mouth.
After letting her go, her tears immediately burst out like blood from her chest. Her bloody mouth was half-opened, her teeth rattled, and she looked at him dully with fearful eyes.
"You want to be fucked, right?" Peng Tianheng looked back at the brazier, which contained burning firewood, charcoal and sticks. He threw away the scissors and turned away.
Zhao Erniang, who had fallen into a sluggish state, immediately came to life. She vaguely guessed what Peng Tianheng wanted to do, and immediately struggled violently: "No, no... please... don't!"
Due to the violent struggle, part of the skin was bruised by the rope, but she felt no pain at all. She was still struggling with her hands and feet being tied up, unable to move. She almost had to pull out the wooden stake that was deeply driven into the ground.
Peng Tianheng turned a deaf ear and went to pick and choose some round wooden sticks of suitable size in the brazier. Zhao Erniang watched helplessly and begged, as if half her life had been spent in a short period of time, "Kill me, kill me."
I relieve my hatred!"
Peng Tianheng picked out a half-burned stick, and the flames flickered on the unburned charcoal. The half-burnt charcoal was bright. When he came closer, he found that Zhao Erniang was still wearing a skirt and trousers, so he tore them to pieces.
The skirt and trousers were strong, but they were not broken even after being torn twice with one hand. He had no choice but to put down the poker and use both hands to tear them apart.
Zhao Erniang's legs were shaking like chaff. Inadvertently, Peng Tianheng felt his hands were warm and wet, and smelled a smell, so he smiled and said, "Are you scared?" He felt happy all of a sudden.
He got up and enjoyed the pleasure of revenge very much; especially the psychological pressure he put on Zhao Erniang before taking action. As soon as he saw Zhao Erniang in extreme fear and helplessness, he was indescribably happy.
"Damn it, how can I separate my legs before I untie the rope on my feet?" Peng Tianheng said deliberately, and his movements slowed down slowly.
Zhao Erniang was cursing viciously at one moment and begging hard at the other. Her hair was completely messy, and her frightened eyes were extremely bright among the messy hair.
...The damp salt pile exuded a stench and smell of paste. Zhao Erniang had already passed out with her head drooped. Peng Tianheng was in high spirits, but she suddenly lost consciousness, which was really disappointing. He wanted to find a bucket of water to get rid of her.
Wake up, but there is no water in the place where the salt is stored. It is difficult to prevent moisture. How could water be put in it? He saw the half-melted salt water on the wet ground and immediately had an idea. He leaned over and grabbed a handful of salt water.
I put some salt on the wound on Zhao Erniang's chest and rubbed it hard. It had a miraculous effect, and she soon woke up with painful moans.
The moaning sound was like the whimpering of countless ghosts who were suffering in the eighteenth floor of the underworld. It was so frightening that it hardly sounded like the sound of a living person.
Peng Tianheng laughed "haha", but unexpectedly the rotten wooden door was pushed open suddenly, and he saw a subordinate, who was about to get angry. The subordinate said anxiously: "The officers and soldiers are coming!" Peng Tianheng's heart suddenly thumped,
Without asking any more questions, he quickly dropped the things in his hands and turned around to run. Unexpectedly, the ground was wet. He panicked and his feet slipped, and his fat body fell heavily to the ground.
He didn't have time to care about the pain and injuries, so he climbed up in embarrassment, limped and jumped up the steps, and rushed out of the door.
The dim room fell silent for a while, with only a faint strange sound. A pair of dead gray eyes stared out from behind the messy hair, like the eyeballs of a dead man, unblinking.
After an unknown amount of time, the wooden door was pushed open again, and a ray of sunlight peeked in. It was a warm, bright, dreamlike light. You could see the fine dust dancing and flying briskly in the light.
Many people suddenly appeared there, like the people in the distant view in the painting, very unreal and far away. When people look at the world from another perspective, they find that everything is different. It is really disgusting sunshine, and there is something ugly in it.
the smell.
Zhang Ning stood at the door for a moment, and then turned around: "Quickly notify General Chen, immediately block all water and land roads in the county, and no one is allowed to come and go. Everyone else went to find Peng Tianheng, digging three feet into the ground to kill him."
See the corpse."
He then said to Lao Xu beside him: "Go find a doctor as soon as possible, and remember to bring medicine."
"Wenjun also knows how to treat trauma. I'll go find medicine." Old Xu said hurriedly.
After Zhang Ning finished speaking, he walked away with a bloodless face. Wenjun followed him with a similar look on his face. Two people guarded the door and closed the door, because Zhao Erniang inside was undressed and miserable, so she really should have covered it up.
There was a complex odor inside, and the situation in front of him challenged Zhang Ning's world view. He walked silently to Zhao Erniang.
"Sir Zhang..." Zhao Erniang uttered a few words in a hoarse voice. Zhang Ning's eyes flashed wildly, his teeth were clenched tightly, he nodded lightly, unable to say anything, and quickly pulled out his sword to cut it off.
The rope around her body was untied, and Zhao Erniang fell softly into Zhang Ning's arms. He hugged her hurriedly, turned around and said to Wenjun: "Hold on." Then he hurriedly took off the cotton cloth and draped it on Zhang Ning's arms.
It wrapped her body around her.
Wenjun was in a panic and couldn't hold him steady. Zhang Ning hurriedly held Zhao Erniang in his arms and coaxed softly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's like a nightmare, it will pass soon."
Zhao Erniang slowly raised her arms and hugged his shoulders tightly and choked with sobs.
"I can't help you..." Zhang Ning felt extremely uncomfortable, not only because he saw Zhao Erniang suffer such a disaster, but also because his self-confidence was hit. He couldn't control his subordinates, and he didn't expect that Xie Juan had done anything without authorization.
motivation for action.
In the dim light, he seemed to see a picture of a young man looking at him mockingly, as if to say: Take everything from me, look at the bear you look like!
He now understands the pride and arrogance in "that book", and slowly understands it! In terms of IQ, he easily made it to the imperial examination in Nanzhili at the age of 21. I believe that it will be a matter of time to get the Jinshi. This kind of person is in
In modern times, even if you are yawning, you can take the exam at Tsinghua University and Peking University casually. Did you pass the exam in your previous life? In terms of emotional intelligence, a young man with very good external conditions, in the land of Qinhuai fireworks, has been guarding a cold window for twenty-one years.
How much concentration and perseverance does it take to live like an ascetic monk while having sex with women?
Zhang Ning felt a sense of annoyance and frustration at this moment...
He has complex emotions. In addition to pain and deep sympathy, he also has disgust and contempt for existences like lower creatures like Peng Tianheng. He attributes his sins to others, but fails to recognize his own cowardice.
"Peng Tianheng was caught!" said a voice at the door.
Zhang Ning said: "I chopped him up with my own hands."
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