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They are in the compartment, but they can't get a moment's rest!
'Zhang Shuangguo Puppet' listened to the screams of the puppets in the black cabinet, and then looked at Su Wu with a cold expression, holding a chisel in one hand and a hammer in the other. His pupils were trembling, and he kept saying: "How can I cooperate?
!
How do you want me to cooperate? What do you want to know?!
I’ll tell you everything!”
"Did anything strange happen to you when you were imprisoned in this prison?" Su Wu asked.
In Su Wu's hand, the iron chisel that frightened it so much was already pressed against its chest. As Su Wu hammered it down, a deathly cold "feeling" spread out in its chest. The "pseudoman" essentially had no pain.
, but the instrument of torture evolved from the law of severe punishment and killing, happened to regenerate its own pain, and then fed back the pain a thousand times to it!
“Ahhhhh——”
The hammer fell, and there were no scars on the body of the Qing man that Zhang Shuangguo's puppet was attached to. However, it obviously suffered indescribable pain. It opened its mouth and howled, and veins popped up on its forehead and neck!
"This 'door panel' behind you can not only restrict your actions.
It can better understand what is in your heart.
If you can't hide what you think, you'd better tell the truth to me.
——When we were outside, we could communicate honestly, and you could still answer me sincerely. How come you are so lucky and unwilling to tell the truth in this punishment room?" Su Wu's cold voice said.
This sentence slowly reached the ears of 'Zhang Shuangguo Puppet'.
He once again put the hammer and chisel against the chest of the dummy. The hammer pressed against the chisel but did not fall.
The hair on Zhang Shuangguo's body stood up, and he immediately said: "When I was imprisoned in prison, I fell asleep once in prison!"
"Asleep?" Su Wu frowned.
"I can't sleep, I don't have to eat.
But in this prison, I slept for a short time. When I fell asleep, there was something in the prison that tried to change me - but there was something about me that made that thing fail in the end.
can reach me.
Then I woke up from my 'slumber'.
Apart from that, I have never felt any other abnormality!" Zhang Shuangguo's puppet replied repeatedly.
Su Wu nodded.
During the short period of time these fake people were detained, it is very likely that the "Jianzhen Shen Yun" has been trying to infect these fake people.
However, these pseudo-human beings most likely carry the law of death and calamity of the "Intestines of the Three Purities", which ultimately led to the failure of Jianzhen Shen Yun's first contact with these pseudo-human beings.
Gathering his thoughts, Su Wu asked Zhang Shuangguo the next question: "Things like you will imitate themselves and stay in a certain period of the Qing Dynasty.
How long has it been since that period?
What really happened during that period?"
The dummy who was imprisoned on the door became silent after hearing this.
He didn't answer Su Wu's question for a long time.
Su Wu grabbed the hammer and chisel and started hammering on the dummy——
Ding ding! Dang!
Dang Dang Dang!
Ding!
The sound of hammering chisels sounded intermittently in the execution chamber.
Every time the sound stopped, Su Wu would ask a question to the dummy on the door panel.
But the dummy who was imprisoned on the door panel remained silent for a long time. Even though he was hit by thousands of blows and struggled in pain, his limbs and bones were broken, and his facial flesh was torn, he still didn't say a word!
After countless hammerings, Zhang Shuangguo's corpse on the door panel had become a bloody mess.
Su Wu put down the hammer and shaved off the hair on the head of Zhang Shuangguo's living corpse.
The dead body quickly decomposed.
Along with the decay of the dead body, a white, translucent, jelly-like 'figure' floated out from the rotting flesh and blood. It was still imprisoned on the 'door panel', and the breath of death was densely packed around it.
colorful gouge marks.
The jelly-like human figure managed to raise its head, and its face without facial features faced Su Wu.
A cold and gloomy sound, like the sound of a dead corpse, rang in Su Wu's ears: "We have seen the end!