Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

To cut off the person's flesh piece by piece.

They should be uniform in size and thickness, and the thickness of each piece should be the same from head to toe.

People can't die before the film is finished.

This is a technical job.

I want to die but I can't, and I can't live either.

The light in Jing Ke's eyes disappeared, and he only hoped that this inhumane suffering would end quickly.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Your Majesty, the execution is complete!"

Several soldiers put down the blood-stained torture instruments in their hands.

Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang were lying on the ground, with only their bones left.

Tendons and blood vessels are also attached to the bones.

The skin on the back was also turned over and cleaned.

Jing Ke finally died and was freed.

"Well, drag it out."

Ying Zheng waved his hand.

"promise."

Several soldiers dragged the bones of Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang out of the hall.

Two long bloody trails were left on the ground.

As he walked out of the temple gate, a bone fell off.

A soldier reached out to pick it up and walked out without stopping.

The two soldiers put the pile of flesh and skin that was piled up like a small mountain beside them into buckets and carried them away.

The remaining few soldiers carried clean water and rags and cleaned the blood and minced meat on the ground.

In just a moment, the hall returned to its previous cleanliness and tidiness.

It was as if two living people had just been skinned here, and it was just an illusion.

But the smell of blood in the air told everyone that this was real.

"Step back, Wang Jian stay."

After saying this, Ying Zheng rolled up the Du Kang map on the table and walked towards the side hall.

Wang Jian naturally hurried to catch up.

Seeing that His Majesty and the ministers had left, Zhao Gao stood still.

Holding Fan Yuqi's head in his hand, he looked at Ying Zheng's back as he walked away, and then looked at the box in his hand.

I didn't know what to do for a while.

I didn't dare to ask.

His Majesty did not say what to do with the head.

What should he do?

Thinking of the wriggling maggots on the head, Zhao Gao's face turned pale.

"You'd better throw it away quickly."

"If I keep holding this thing, I'll vomit the food I ate the night before."

Zhao Gao walked out of the hall quickly.

"and many more!"

Zhao Gao called out to the young eunuch in front who was pushing a cart.

The young eunuch turned around and saw that it was Zhao Gao, and hurriedly bowed.

"Master Zhao, do you have any instructions?"

There were two large buckets, a small bucket and a dung scoop on the cart.

As soon as you get close, you can smell the stench of feces and urine.

Zhao Gao covered his nose and threw the box in his hand, along with the head inside, directly into the wooden barrel.

"Let's deal with this together."

The box smashed into the dung bucket, splashing yellow and green water.

The smell of shit and urine is even stronger!

"vomit........"

Zhao Gao couldn't bear it any longer, so he turned his head, leaned against the wall and vomited.

"Master Zhao..."

The young eunuch stretched out his hand to help, but was waved away by Zhao Gao.

"Don't...don't touch our house!"

"Go, go away quickly......"

"Hiss...Yes."

The young eunuch fell to the ground and hit his elbow.

But he dared not say anything and could only respond with his head lowered.

He got up and pushed the cart loaded with the dung bucket away.

"Ahhhh!"

Bang!

The dung bucket fell to the ground.

The young eunuch was frightened by the head inside and his face turned pale!

"This, this, this..."

He swallowed, picked up the dung scoop on the ground, and poked his head away.

The head, covered with a mixture of feces and urine, rolled into a huge pit of feces.

"Pfft."

It sank.

"Huh...this is too scary."

The young eunuch patted his chest and pulled up his fallen sleeves.

He picked up the box on the ground without any disgust.

This is a good thing and can be exchanged for a lot of money.

The young eunuch looked down at the box, which contained nothing but lumps of yellowish-brown stuff.

There seemed to be some white things wriggling in the air.

After Zhao Gao disposed of Fan Yuqi's head, he washed his hands over and over again.

He always felt his hands were sticky.

After washing his hands more than ten times, he dried his hands and walked towards the Xianyang Palace.

In the side hall.

"You don't need to serve here, please leave."

Ying Zheng lowered his eyes, looking at the Du Kang map in front of him, and discussed with Wang Jian the matter of sending troops to attack the State of Yan.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty."

Zhao Gao had just returned, and before he got close to Ying Zheng, he heard these words.

But he did not dare to disobey Ying Zheng's order and could only retreat unwillingly.

"promise."

.........

outside the palace.

In the inn.

"Quick, quick, quick! Get out of the way!"

"You guys, go over there and surround the inn!!"

"You guys follow me!!!"

A team of well-equipped soldiers rushed into the inn.

Go straight to a room upstairs.

"boom!"

The leading soldier kicked open the door of the wing room.

"Those who resist will be killed without mercy!!"

In the room, the guards who were anxiously waiting for news all stood up in shock!

One of the leading guards glared at him!

"Who are you? What are you doing?!"

"We are the guards of the Yan Kingdom's envoys! How dare you be so presumptuous?!"

"Ah!"

Nineteen snorted coldly, "I'm looking for you, arrest you!"

"Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!"

He waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him rushed forward!

"Oh no! The plan has failed! Kill!"

"Follow me and kill them!!"

"Kill!!!"

The Yan State guards took out their weapons and led their men to break out.

Nineteen's pair of black eyes watched them quietly as they fought with the soldiers.

When he saw one of the Yan guards break the window and jump out.

With a bang, the spear in his hand shot out!

The gun pierced through the guard's back and chest, piercing his heart.

"what!!!"

"boom!"

The guard screamed.

He fell from the window and hit the floor of the room.

"Want to run? Have you asked about the gun in my hand?"

Nineteen took two steps forward and pulled out his gun.

Biu~

Blood spurted out from the wound!

Like a small fountain.

The Yan guard glared, tilted his head, and screamed.

The other guards saw this and paused in panic.

The Qin soldiers seized the opportunity and hacked him to death with a single blow.

Not a single one was left.

Nineteen personally counted the number of people and examined the bodies.

I found that one of the Yan guards was still alive, so I killed him.

After making sure there were no survivors, he waved his hand.

"Close the team!"

Then he strode out.

Those responsible for cleaning the battlefield stayed behind to clean up the battlefield, and the rest of the soldiers all followed Nineteen back to the palace.

...........

Jicheng.

"What?! Jing Ke failed? And was sentenced to death by slicing?!!"

Prince Dan accidentally broke his favorite piece of jade.