After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

In the northwest corner of Yuanjing City, where every inch of land is valuable, a courtyard covering an extremely large area stands there alone, without even a decent house around it.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, you can see a plaque of Dali Temple hanging high above the lonely courtyard gate.

This is the famous Dali Temple. Perhaps because the evil spirit and smell of blood here are too strong and most people cannot suppress it, there are basically no people living around. The quiet and remote environment makes it convenient for the Dali Temple to interrogate prisoners.

In the backyard of Dali Temple, going down from the dungeon entrance, it is dark and damp inside, with very dim light. There are spider webs everywhere in the corners of the walls, and the mottled marks on the walls over the years are actually bloodstains that are new or old, which makes people shudder.

The corridor of the cell is a long arc. An open space is deliberately cleared in the middle of the arc. On both sides are cells specially reserved for prisoners who are specially photographed. This is the torture room in the Dali Temple dungeon.

According to rumors among the people of the Yuan capital, Meng Qisui, the evil dog in the court and the Minister of Dali Temple, loved to use the 9981 tortures he personally improved on prisoners here, and he even skinned a prisoner alive here.

There are several cells specially reserved on both sides of the torture room, which are the super VIP rooms of the Dali Temple dungeon. From time to time, you can enjoy the live version of the 81 tortures with your own eyes.

Mrs. Sun, the wife of the Director of Water Conservancy of the Ministry of Works, who was taken away on the street today by the Dali Temple Minister Meng Qisui, enjoyed this super VIP treatment as soon as she came in.

The jailers had no mercy on the woman. Each of them dragged Sun, who was so scared that she was as limp as a noodle, by one arm, leaving two long drag marks on the ground with her legs. They opened the super VIP cell and threw Sun in forcefully. Then, with a rustling sound, the door of the super VIP cell was locked tightly.

Lying limply on the ground alone for a long time, Sun finally moved. He struggled to get up and grabbed the wooden bars at the door of the cell with both hands. The embarrassed Sun couldn't help but look out.

In the torture room, a large brazier three feet wide was placed against the wall, the firewood inside was crackling and burning, the golden red flames were waving their fangs, looking particularly ferocious and terrifying. On the wall not far from the brazier, there was a whole wall of torture instruments, long whips with barbs, and some of the tiny barbs were actually hung with scarlet meat.

A row of large and small soldering irons still carried a faint stench of burnt flesh.

On the floor in the corner stood a not-too-big wooden barrel filled with turbid sewage whose original color could hardly be seen. Beside the barrel stood several large bags with their mouths opened and more than half of the contents already used up.

Shocked and frightened, Sun couldn't help but stretch her neck towards the direction of the wooden barrel to take another look.

After seeing clearly what was in the bags, Sun couldn't help but gasp.

Those big bags were actually filled with salt and chili powder. Sun, who was no longer an ignorant girl, naturally knew that the salt and chili powder were not used to add to the prisoners' food, but to add to their deep memories of the dungeon.

In the corner of the torture room stood an inconspicuous desk with a lighted oil lamp on it. Under the dim light of the lamp, Sun saw several case files placed on the desk.