Chapter 286 Abe Masahiro

"Is there any problem? I'll do it." The old guy looked very fond of fighting: "I haven't been active for more than 30 years. Today, you guys are here to loosen my bones.

Every move of his body would cause his bones to stutter, but he could imagine his power was so great.

"Slow down, there is another last question." Conan Doyle knew what Yin Hui meant and wanted to delay time. He also asked, "You are all Japanese, why do you speak Chinese?"

"Haha, this little girl asked well." The Onmyoji smiled, his eyes slit up, looking lustful: "You girl is not Chinese, why do you speak Chinese?"

"I work in China, of course I have to speak Chinese?" Conan Doyle retorted.

"Then we also work in China. Hehe. How about it? I have an authentic Beijing accent." The old man Onmyoji still replied with a smile: "Now, it's time to take action, right? How about I ask you to take action first?"

"Slow down, I have one last question." Yin Hui paused: "Why are you so ugly?"

"Hehe, boy, I want to fight with me, but I'm still a little tender." The old guy just smiled faintly, then looked at him and asked, "Didn't you just want to delay the time, find out my flaws and save the physical strength, and then take a look at my Shikigami? There is no need to worry about it, if you want to know, I can introduce it to you." The old man seemed to not take them seriously at all, and attributed the deaths of the three people in front to an accident. Besides, they are seriously injured now, so there is no need to worry.

"If you want to know, I will tell you. My Shikigami is Tengu." After saying that, a rope flew out of his arm and then flew towards Yin Hui's forehead.

However, a few meters away from his head, he suddenly stopped. The end of the rope released a dog's head, and then the dog's body.

It looks like a dog. If you don't look carefully, you will definitely think that this dog was held by Onmyoji.

However, if you look closely, you will find that this dog, which looks like a donkey, is actually floating on all sides and suspended in the air.

"Look at me, Shikigami." The old man's rough and thick voice sounded again.

A white rope actually flew out from his other arm.

The end of the rope also began to slowly expand, and a monster flew out. It had fat heads and big ears, and its facial features were similar to those of a human, but its ears were extremely large, and long white fangs grew on its mouth, which was in sharp contrast with its dark face.

"How is it, young man, my two Shikigami are not bad." The old guy waved his hand, patted the dust on his hands, and looked at them with a hehehehe.

"Is it actually practicing the double shikigami?" Yin Hui was shocked and retreated repeatedly. Only then did he realize how difficult the matter was.

What I met before was just practicing single Shikigami Onmyoji. I never expected that this time I met was actually an Onmyoji who practiced double Shikigami.

No wonder the other party is not defeated at all and takes it seriously. It seems that they are very sure to defeat their own people.

"By the way, don't you want to know the background of the Shikigami I practiced? Then I will tell you." The old man smiled and fiddled with the two Shikigamis in his hand, with a show-off look on his face.

"The one on my hand is the Yinmora ghost. In fact, it is a thousand deceased men who died with resentment during their lifetime. The head is a human figure, the old man's face, the light of the light, and the words can speak human words. The blue flame is spitting out. The power of my blue flame is extraordinary. Even the steel bars can be used to melt him." The old man was stunned for a moment, and then pointed to the dog-like thing. The show-off on his face became even more serious: "My Shikigami is called Tiangou."

"Tengou?" Everyone was wondering: "When did our Chinese Tengou be accepted as a Shikigami by you?"

"Haha, this Tengu is not the Tengu in China that eats the moon. Listen to me and tell you slowly." The old man's face was blushing, and his tone seemed to be chatting with a few very good Chinese friends.

"I, Tsubasa, are one of the most well-known monsters in Japan. It is said that Tsubasaki will abduct people who are lost in the forest, so the ancients called the kidnapped child "Shenyin", which, as the name suggests, was hidden by gods. The legend of Tsubasaki later integrated into the religion of the mountain faith, namely Tiantai and the two sects of the Shiremony. The Kamakura era "Shiheifang Painting Scroll" depicts the scene of Tsubasaki and the monks of Tiantai Sect who retreated, with their actions vivid and interesting. And the legend is in this story,

The Tengo Legion from China came to ask for help from the Tengou in Japan, but the Tengou in Japan showed an arrogant attitude, which is what is called "slowness" and "high nose". Therefore, the Tengou, which was originally the main image of "eagle" in ancient times, changed into "high nose" in the late Middle Ages, and said that those mountain monks who had not reached the level of practice and were arrogant in their attitude would become Tengou after their death. I, the Tengou, are the leader of these group of Tengou. Back then, I suffered a lot in order to subdue the Tengou."

Just after hearing what the old man said, they all had blood-faced faces, let alone fighting against Tiangou.

"Young man, are you scared? Haha, there is no way to be scared. I have to hand over you or my corpse. There is no way to do it." He shook his head helplessly, expressing his helplessness, and then glanced at Yin Hui: "The successor of Maoshan Lianzong, I want to see what you have. What kind of ability do you have? Come on."

As he said that, he was ready to attack.

"Come on me." Yin Hui shouted, and then ordered everyone to attack.

The sword and sword shadows swayed around in a small space, and the sounds of magic guns were heard one after another.

However, under the threat of the two Shikigami, they did not even have the power to resist. They all fell to the ground in less than three seconds.

Looking at them, they were either burned by the flames spurted out by the Yinmoro ghost, or they were bitten by the Tsubasa's mouth, and they were all lying on the ground panting. Even a move could directly lead to their death.

"Young man, go and die. Thank you for your thanks here, even if I'll do it." After that, he walked up and took out a scimitar from his pocket. The shiny scimitar actually cast a dazzling light under the illumination of Yinmoro ghost flames: "Look at the move."

"Slowly, I know the password of the password box. You can't kill me." He shouted hurriedly as the scimitar was about to be cut off.

Sure enough, the scimitar stopped falling in the air and sank motionlessly over his head.

"Hehe, if you had known your password, I just wanted to test whether you were afraid of death. Now it seems that you are still very afraid of death."

After the old man finished speaking, he put away the scimitar and re-sheathed.

"Let's go with me to meet the head of our Onmyoji family." He pulled Yin Hui's arm and was about to pull him down.

"You guys, hurry up and go, I'll hold this guy up." Yin Hui shouted to his companion behind him, then opened his mouth and bit the arm of Onmyoji.

"Haha, young man, you're too tender." Onmyoji didn't seem to care that Yin Hui bit his arm, but kicked him in the head with a corner.

He only felt a darkness in front of his eyes, a large circle of stars circling on his forehead, feeling a little dizzy.

Then I didn't know anything.

"Haha, this is the end of struggle." Onmyoji carried Yin Hui on his back, staring at the rest of his group with anger on his face, and gloomy, saying gloatingly: "Even if I let you go now, your bodies will not be able to climb outside."

The scalpel nodded and said, "I don't know if you need a tainted witness. I can be a tainted witness for you."

"Okay." Onmyoji turned around and looked at the scalpel and said, "I originally thought you were a group of men who would never give in. Now it seems that's all. But that's fine, at least I'm full of conquest now. Let's take you to see our patriarch." He walked to a corner of the wall and pressed hard on the flat and smooth wall.

A miracle happened, and the floor where they were actually located was slowly sinking, like an elevator.

I don’t know how long it took, but the descending elevator finally stopped. Onmyoji smiled and looked at them with a sense of conquest.

Yin Hui, who was in a coma, slowly opened his eyes, and he felt a little painful in his head. Why did his head short circuit just now? Why did he bite when he opened his mouth? Even though he knew that this powerful Onmyoji was difficult to deal with, even if he had hundreds of mouths, he might not be able to bite him to death.

Soon, when the descending elevator finally stopped, Yin Hui's vision, which had been blurry just now, gradually became clear.

He looked around carefully, but was surprised to find that this was a huge basement. It was brightly lit and the visits around him were luxurious, making it an underground paradise.

In the middle of the underground paradise, there is a set of luxurious tables and chairs, and an old white-bearded guy who looks very big last year is sitting obediently.

Seeing the monster old man Onmyoji come down with a group of people. The white-bearded old man stroked his beard with satisfaction, then smiled and said, "Being able to pass the fourth level of the second, it means that you still have certain strength. Please sit down. I have always respected the capable players the most."

"It's strange, how can you Japanese speak Japanese?" Anyway, they all die sooner or later, so they have nothing to be afraid of. Ask whatever they want.

"Haha, just like the fourth brother's answer, working in China, how can you communicate with Chinese people without speaking Chinese?"

Since he knew about their conversation with the old guy on the fourth floor, he immediately guessed that there must be surveillance equipment on the floor above.

"Tell me, what is the password?" The old man with white beard did not continue to talk nonsense to them, but directly asked their questions.

"Can I let my life go?" Yin Hui asked panting, feeling that his head was a little useless.

"No." The white-bearded monster old man shook his head.

"Then I won't say it." Yin Hui closed her mouth and stopped talking.

"Okay, since you don't want to say it, I won't force you." The old man with white beard smiled faintly at Yin Hun: "I'll teach you a lesson now."

"Class?" Several people were a little surprised: "What class? Are you kidding."

"You will know later." The weird old man turned around, picked up a small white stick from the table, and shouted: "Out of the lights."

Sure enough, the lights in the underground palace office went out, and the room fell into darkness again, and I couldn't see my fingers.

"What are you... going to do? Turn on the lights quickly." The dark night always makes people feel fear. Now he feels very scared and panicked. In a panic, he actually ordered him to turn on the lights in a commanding tone.

"Don't be with you, this is our patriarch. You must respectfully call it Abe Masahiro." The old guy who captured them just now reprimanded loudly.

Even though he was disrespectful and cynical just now, he still maintained his humility and respect for the patriarch as a slave in front of the patriarch Masahiro Abe.

They couldn't even defeat the clan leader's subordinates, let alone fight with Masahiro Abe.

Everyone only saw a white stick floating in the air, and then gently lit it in the air.

In an instant, a light source formed in mid-air. After a long time, they slowly adapted to the light source and realized that the light source was actually a large screen.

Abe Masahiro stood in front of the screen like a weather forecaster, pointing at the screen with a stick and said, "Next, I will introduce to you the punishment of our Great Japanese Empire to deal with those stubborn criminals. Please use your own imagination."

After saying that, his little white stick pressed the play button on the screen. The screen immediately started to play.

The first one that appeared was a slide with a few simple excitement written on it, and the numbers were compiled and numbered in order.

Abe Masahiro explained: "Many of the punishments in our great Japanese empire have evolved from China, so it may be the same as your Chinese punishments. I will briefly introduce these punishments to you. The first is skinning. Of course, we have a limit to skinning, that is, before the prisoner says the information we need, this person cannot die. The second is halves. Cutting is also very simple, which is to cut a knife from the waist. Since halves cuts a person from the middle, and the main organs are in the upper body, the prisoner will not die in an instant. After the chopping, he will be awake and will die after a long time. We will try our best to stop bleeding and bandage you, so you will still be allowed to survive before you say the information we need." At this point, Abe Masahiro paused and looked at the expressions of everyone. He was really scared to death.

He continued to say with interest: "The third type is to tear the flesh. In your Chinese punishment, there is a scientific name, called chariot splitting. The principle is also very simple. Five horses dismember the corpse, putting the head and limbs of the inmate on a rope, pulling the five fast horses in five directions, and tearing the person into six pieces. It takes a lot of effort to cut off the head and limbs of the person, let alone pulling it. The suffering of the inmate is even more conceivable. When it is really tear apart, the inmate will probably not feel pain anymore. The pain is when it is pulled. So we will not tear you directly, and we will slowly try the pain of being pulled at will. You will have a certain amount of time to say the password."

"There is another type called digging facial features. You are called "Five Punishment in China, such as beheading, stools, hands, eyes, ears and one, that is, "excavating eight pieces". Usually, after killing a person, chopping off the head, hands and feet, and then chopping the torso into three pieces. However, considering that you still have important information we need, it is better not to make a big move for the time being."

"There is another punishment called Lingchi, which means using a fishing net to bulge the flesh on your body into pieces, and then using a blade to cut off the raised flesh. I agree with this punishment for you, because in this way, you will have plenty of time to think about whether to tell us the password."

"Of course, we still have many punishments that can force you to confess, such as hang your head and castration. Of course, this castration can only be used on men. As for women? It is always good to stay. There are also penalties, needle insertions, burying alive, poison, stick punishment, sawing, cutting, vertebrae, scrubbing, brushing, playing the pipa, sucking intestines, riding a wooden donkey, looking at the photos of Lao Taozi, and having sex with Fengjie overnight..."

Everyone was stunned by the few words, and they didn't know what to say.

The Japanese's punishments... are much more than those in China.

"Yin Hun, the successor of Maoshan Lianzong, haha." Abe Masahiro smiled softly, picked up a document from the table, and shook it in front of everyone: "I have obtained all your files, including your master Zhao Deshui and your uncle Zhao Dehuo, and I have also obtained information. If you answer now, I can consider letting you and your master and uncle reunite."

"I'm my grandma, do you think this will make me listen to you well? I don't even have a decent reward. What reason do I confess?" Yin Hui cursed wildly. Anyway, it's just one minute to hold on for one minute. Someone might come to save them in this minute.

He couldn't believe that the dignified successor of Maoshan Lianzong was about to be killed at this time, and he died at the hands of the Japanese. He was cowardly, really cowardly.

"Okay, my mouth is hard enough." Abe Masahiro was not angry because of Yin Hui's stubborn mouth. He just walked over calmly, holding a scimitar in his hand, and smiled faintly: "Okay, I'll give you a lingchi first, so that you can taste the power of Chinese lingchi."

He took out a fishing net from the side and signaled another white-bearded old man to fix Yin Hui's arm.

Whitebeard didn't know what method he used. He simply tapped his body twice, and Yin Hui's arm could not move.

He felt the cold fishing net slowly wrapping his arms tightly, and the flesh was protruding. The bright red blood vessels were also strangled, motionless, and there was no pulse.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me."
To be continued...