Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 669 Playing the Ten Torture Tortures of the Qing Dynasty Today
In the damp and dark room, only a little light shines through the cracks in the windows.Zhang Wei was in a daze and tried to penetrate the window with his spiritual consciousness to check the situation outside. As soon as his spiritual consciousness touched the window, there was a strong stinging pain, as if thousands of silver needles were piercing his head. He was in great pain.

As a hanging wire in the past, Zhang Wei's toughness was far stronger than it appeared on the surface. When he hit a nail, he didn't flinch, and hit his consciousness again.

When an egg hits a rock, the egg is always rotten. Several times in a row, the consciousness almost collapsed, and the head almost exploded.

"Gusunzi, what is the purpose of keeping Lao Tzu here? If you have anything to do, let it go, there is no need to use this trick!"

Zhang Wei covered his head, roaring and cursing, his nails almost piercing into his flesh.

There was no response, it was quiet, as if this place had been forgotten.

After such a long time, there was a bright light on one side of the wall, followed by a wave-like ups and downs, Hu Yihui and Chen Zimeng appeared, and walked in through the sky.

Zhang Wei, who was huddled in the corner with his hair as messy as a chicken coop, raised his head and looked coldly at Hu Yihui and Chen Zimeng with a pair of red eyes.

"Your eyes can't kill me at all. Why do you have to make such a gesture? You are a smart person. Get up now and sit at the table. Let's discuss it slowly."

Hu Yihui waved his hand, and the room suddenly became brighter.

It was actually an antique room, except for the beauty screen of unknown age and the scarlet carpet, there were also ancient landscape paintings and paintings of beautiful women on the surrounding walls.

If there were a few ancient people sitting here, it would look like a picture of the homes of wealthy people in ancient times.

Hu Yihui pointed to the paintings on the wall, smiled and said to Chen Zimeng: "That Emperor Zhu, you can't do anything else, but he has good taste! The room is well furnished."

Chen Zimeng rolled her eyes at Hu Yihui, "You don't need to tell me that he was an emperor after all."

Seeing the two talking and laughing freely, Zhang Wei sneered, got up and walked over, and sat down on the chair.

"Hey, sister Zimeng, did you notice that brother Zhang Wei snorted coldly, very manly!"

Hu Yihui had a joking expression on his face.

Chen Zimeng was stunned for a moment, then smiled coquettishly, "Yes, my little heart was beating wildly with disappointment from this cold snort."

Zhang Wei was so angry that his head was smoking when he heard these two kids, one fifteen or sixteen years old and the other seventeen or eighteen years old, teasing him.

"Brother Zhang Wei, you have been with Daoist Chu for a long time. Why didn't you learn any skills? It's because Daoist Chu refused to teach you, or you are too stupid!"

Hu Yihui continued to tease Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei is still in his 20s, how could he be played by a teenager, close his eyes on the spot and ignore Hu Yihui.

"Hey, brother Zhang Wei is angry, sister Zimeng, why don't you say a few nice words to comfort brother Zhang Wei's injured heart."

Hu Yihui said with a smile.

Chen Zimeng also became interested, deliberately imitating Lin Chiling's baby voice, "Brother Zhang Wei, brother Yihui was just joking, don't be so stingy!"

Zhang Wei opened his eyes, frowned and said, "Xiaohui, Sister Rong and I are good friends, if you treat me like this, if you let Sister Rong know"

Before Zhang Wei finished speaking, he was interrupted by Hu Yihui, "Don't mention her to me, I have no feelings for her at all!"

The more he said this, the more he cared. Zhang Wei's heart moved and he continued: "What happened between you and the Taoist Priest was that you attacked the Taoist Priest first. Since you are not dead, why not let go of the past? Sister Rong, um, you Mom and the Taoist priest have a good personal relationship, so there is room for change."

Like a powder keg, Hu Yihui jumped over, grabbed Zhang Wei by the collar, and yelled viciously: "Don't mention Xu Jiarong in front of me again, their personal relationship is their business, my plan will definitely go to the end, everyone will Crawl at my feet."

Zhang Wei was taken aback by Hu Yihui's neurotic appearance, and after being stunned for a while, he sneered: "What are you calling, don't mention it until you mention it, why did you arrest me?"

Hu Yihui's distorted face suddenly loosened, and Zhang Wei's collar was loosened with his hands. He lifted his buttocks, sat on the table, and looked down at Zhang Wei.

"I want you to help me kill Daoist Chu"

Zhang Wei seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, stood up, and patted Hu Yihui's immature cheek with a dirty hand.

"Let me do what you can't do yourself. Don't say that I am no different from an ant in front of the Taoist priest. Even if I have the strength to fight, I will not fight against him."

Hu Yihui didn't care about Zhang Wei's unreasonable behavior, and a smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth.

"He took your system and used you as a disciple, so you don't hate him at all. Without him, as the host of your system, beautiful women, mansions, yachts, private jets, and supreme power are nothing! "

Zhang Wei was silent for a while, looking at Hu Yihui like a fool.

"Little brat, how old are you? Your mind is full of beauties and yachts. Can you pursue a simpler life?"

Hu Yihui was so choked by Zhang Wei's words that he couldn't speak for a long time. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed an unlit candle on the table.

With a heartbeat, he asked, "Brother Zhang Wei, do you think candles are fun?"

Zhang Wei didn't react and shook his head foolishly.

"What's the fun with candles"

Hu Yihui stretched out his fingers and tapped twice in a row, once to stop Zhang Wei, and once to light the candle.

Looking at the burning candle, Zhang Wei immediately understood the meaning of Hu Yihui's words.

This little brat in front of him wants to play with him.

"Old guy born in the [-]s, today I want you to know how powerful our Eggy Queen is!"

Hu Yihui picked up the candle with his left hand and pulled off Zhang Wei's shirt with his right hand, with a playful smile on his face.

Although he was immobilized, Zhang Wei, who could still speak, quickly said: "Xiaohui, Sister Rong and I are good friends. Sister Rong likes the Taoist priest. If one day they get together and become Taoist couples, we will be a family." gone."

People who are in urgent need of treatment like to seek medical treatment randomly, and Zhang Wei made such a mistake.

As soon as the words fell, Hu Yihui kicked Zhang Wei down, rode on Zhang Wei, and dripped the wax from the candle on it.

Because all the magic power in his body was imprisoned, his physique was beaten back to its original shape. As soon as the wax oil was on his body, Zhang Wei let out a scream.

The bronze chest, which originally had a few hairs, turned a little red on the spot.

"The surname Hu, wait for me to go out, and use the ten torture methods of the Qing Dynasty to play with you to death!"

While Zhang Wei was screaming, he did not forget to speak harsh words.

"The Ten Tortures of the Manchu Dynasty, you reminded me that today we will play the Ten Tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty." Hu Yihui poured wax oil on Zhang Wei's body while laughing, "You guys born in the [-]s and [-]s are really happy, you can It’s the same era as so many classic movies. After we have balls, we can only watch a group of facial paralyzed little fresh meat shows working hard.”

When Zhang Wei heard that the other party was going to use the top ten torture methods of the Qing Dynasty to deal with him, he quickly said something nice, "Hiss, Xiaohui, I just joked with you, we don't know each other, let's make friends."

Hu Yihui stopped what he was doing and had a playful expression on his face.

"You agree to help me kill Daoist Chu?"

(End of this chapter)