Zhu Yuanzhang asked Hu Weiyong to go around Nanjing first, not only to humiliate him, but also to let the people understand the reason why Hu Weiyong was executed.
But what disappointed Nanjing citizens was that Hu Weiyong was not taken to Sanshan Street for public execution. Instead, he was paraded through the streets and taken to the shore of Xuanwu Lake outside Taipingmen.
Another army stopped the onlookers so that they could not see Hu Xiang being executed. In fact, this was for their own good, otherwise many people would have been left with psychological shadows...
The prison car drove along the lake until it stopped on the north shore. This place is inaccessible and has not been managed. It is still a large lakeside swamp.
In addition, Boss Zhu built the city wall, which blocked the running water and turned the place into a patch of smelly puddles. Mosquitoes and flies became more and more infested, and snakes and rats were rampant. No one dared to approach it during this season.
The group of people stopped outside the swamp. Jin Yiwei lit a lot of mosquito coils and inserted two incense sticks in the prison car. Then he opened the prison car. Hu Weiyong thought they were going to put him down, but unexpectedly they just took off his clothes and put him in the car.
Take off your clothes, naked.
Then take a brush and brush a thin layer of sugar water on him.
"Haha, it's so itchy. What are you going to do?" Hu Weiyong endured the itch and couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to eat me and put sugar water on me?"
"We won't eat it," Jiejie of the Qianhu family said with a smile, "If there is something to eat, you will eat it."
After saying that, he waved his hand and said, "Send it in."
The two guards in golden uniforms drove the two reluctant pack horses and pulled the prison cart deep into the swamp, then untied the horses and left this ghost place as if they were fleeing.
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It was almost halfway through Unitary Time, but the sky was still very long in early July. The sun was still hanging in the western sky without setting, and the sunset illuminated the swamp in a blood-red color. It looked very magnificent.
Hu Weiyong had no time to appreciate the last sunset. He stared intently at the two sticks of mosquito coils that had been burnt into incense on the prison car.
He had already guessed the death method that Boss Zhu had prepared for him.
Huge fear enveloped his heart, and every time the mosquito coils shortened, his fear increased.
Hu Weiyong never knew that the mosquito coils burned so quickly. Before the sun set, there were only two red dots left, and then there was no more smoke.
"Here we come..." Hu Weiyong muttered to himself and held his breath in despair.
Sure enough, before the mosquito scent completely dissipated, Hu Weiyong heard a horrifying buzzing sound in his ears. It was just like the sound of his ice fan rotating, and it also made him feel cold all over, but the former was due to the cool breeze.
, the latter comes from fear...
The buzzing sound became louder and louder, and dark clouds flew out from the tall grass in all directions, overwhelming the sky and rushing toward him.
Only when you fly closer can you see clearly that they are densely packed with mosquitoes!
In the blink of an eye, Hu Weiyong, who was originally naked, was covered with a layer of slightly squirming black gauze. Even his face and forehead were covered with mosquitoes.
The army of mosquitoes continued to arrive, and the ones who came later couldn't find a place to stay, so they could only buzz around Hu Weiyong, waiting for the diners in front to finish their meals.
Hu Weiyong never knew before that once the number of tiny mosquitoes increases, it can actually bring such great fear to people. Especially when there is no cover on the body and the hands and feet cannot move, the despair and fear can completely overwhelm people.
He only felt that every inch of his skin was being bitten by mosquitoes. The small but dense pain made every nerve in his body extremely sensitive.
He could feel the mosquitoes raining down on him, squeezing each other, hurriedly extending their mouthparts, and pricking his skin... and then the subtle pain disappeared soon because his nerves were injected by tens of thousands of mosquitoes.
His saliva was numb.
But this relief is only temporary. After the mosquito has eaten and drank enough and withdraws its mouthparts with satisfaction, the bite area will gradually feel itchy and painful.
The poisonous mosquitoes in the swamp can make people itchy with just one bite, let alone tens of thousands of them biting at the same time?
The itching on Hu Weiyong's body rapidly increased exponentially. He gasped for air due to the itching, and he just wanted to reach out and scratch it, even with his feet, but his hands and feet were shackled to the prison car and he could not move at all.
The itch that he couldn't scratch greatly aggravated his pain. He twisted his body desperately, trying to drive away the mosquitoes on his body; he used force to rub his skin against the rough iron shackles to relieve the itch.
But the contact area was only his wrists, ankles and neck. He had worn out the skin, but it was still a drop in the bucket and could not eliminate the endless itching.
"Ah, it's tickling, it's tickling me to death!"
Hu Weiyong finally couldn't help shouting. Only in this way could he slightly relieve the horrible itching accumulated in his heart.
He soon discovered that when he laughed, he could not feel the itching for a while, so he laughed as hard as he could, laughing non-stop...
"Hahaha!"
"a ha ha ha!"
"Oh ho ho ho..."
The ghostly laughter echoed endlessly over the empty swamp, and became more and more shrill after dark, making the guards who were watching with mosquito coils in the distance feel horrified.
It was not until the middle of the night that the laughter gradually stopped, and silence finally returned to the swamp.
The Jinyi guards all breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Hu Weiyong was dead.
They almost collapsed after hearing this. How could the person named Hu still have a way to survive?
At this time, no one dared to go into the swamp to check. They waited until dawn, when the mosquitoes had settled in their nests, and then the Jinyi guards covered them tightly, sprayed mosquito repellent all over their bodies, and went to the prison car to collect Hu Weiyong's body.
When they came closer, they saw that Hu Weiyong's body was covered in red bumps, with not even a piece of good skin left. Their scalps were numb and they were about to suffer from trypophobia.
What shocked them even more was that Hu Weiyong was still alive... Although his breath was as thin as a thread and he was dying, he was indeed still alive.
"Holy shit, you can't even die?" The Jinyi guards were sincerely shocked by Hu Xiang's tenacious vitality. They thought they would be sucked into mummies by mosquitoes instead of being tickled to death.
"He is truly a divine man." They observed Hu Weiyong carefully for a while, but they could not figure out the reason. They could only attribute it to the fact that Hu Xiang's physique was different from ordinary people.
What Jin Yiwei didn't know was that the mosquito bag saved Hu Weiyong's life.
Because the skin bitten by mosquitoes will bulge, the mosquito's mouth is not long enough to bite again. So when his body is covered with mosquito bags, the mosquito dinner is forced to come to an end.
And he himself fell into a coma in the latter half of the night due to exhaustion and allergies. Therefore, Hu Weiyong was neither sucked dry nor itched to death.
Of course, people's physiques cannot be generalized. An average person would definitely not be able to survive half a night. Only Hu Xiang, a thousand-year scourge, can survive a night, but for Hu Weiyong, this is not a good thing, because the emperor wants him to laugh.
Death, as long as he is not dead, then he has to continue...
