To cut off a person's flesh piece by piece.
They should be of uniform 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 pain would end quickly.
I don’t know how long it took.
"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 peeled clean.
Jing Ke finally died and was free.
"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 down.
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 like a small mountain on the side into a bucket and carried it away.
The remaining few soldiers brought clean water and rags to clean the blood and 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 moment.
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 his head, Zhao Gao's face turned pale.
"You'd better throw it away quickly."
"If I keep holding this thing, I'm going to throw up my last meal."
Zhao Gao walked out of the hall quickly.
"etc!"
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 saluted.
"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 crashed 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 reached out to help, but was waved away by Zhao Gao.
"Don't...don't touch our house!"
"Go, go away quickly..."
"Hiss...No."
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.
“Ahhhhhh!”
Bang!
The dung bucket fell to the ground.
The young eunuch was frightened by the head inside and 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 cesspool.
“Plop.”
It sank.
"Huh...this is too scary."
The young eunuch patted his chest and pulled up his fallen sleeves with all his strength.
He picked up the box on the ground without any disgust.
This is a good thing and can be exchanged for a lot of silver.
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 arches.
After Zhao Gao disposed of Fan Yuqi's head, he washed his hands over and over again.
He always felt that 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 even 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!!"
"Follow me!!!"
A team of well-equipped soldiers rushed into the inn.
Go straight to a room upstairs.
"Bang!"
The leading soldier kicked open the door of the wing room.
"Anyone who resists 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 State envoy! How dare you be so presumptuous?!"
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