Otherworldly Merchant

Wu Ping's face flashed a little awkward, but soon he covered it up.

He laughed at me and said that there was no other way, and that the victims must be brought together to facilitate protection.

I can naturally understand what he's doing, and I'm afraid these people won't understand, and then there will be a contradiction!

Indeed, the man who had just spoken said with dissatisfaction: “Wang Qiang ran away yesterday, you don't care, why don't you hold us? ”

Looks like they don't know that Wang Qiang is dead yet. I looked at Wuping and he frowned dissatisfied. “Don't you have a bottom line in your own business? At least someone can find out what happened in the hospital, at home..."

“It's just that something happened at home and we think it's bad luck, who the fuck wants to shrink in the hospital all day long, you smell the smell of this place and let you stay?” Men vibrate with words.

Indeed, all five grown men are in the ward eating and drinking, and although it is not yet officially hot, the smell is already very bad.

Wu Ping exhaled and did not engage with men, just let us look at the wounds of a few people and see if we can come up with a way.

As soon as I heard the wound, the man yelled, “Look at the wound every day, we're not monkeys. What do you mean? ”

After several triple strangulations by men, the other four also made a scene, expressing their unwillingness to stay in the hospital, needless to say, delaying things. After all, it's a small business, and a day's delay is a day's pay less.

“Shut the fuck up if you don't want to die!” Wu Ping is on fire, presumably in a depressed place, the man just hit the gunpoint.

He's an official, and this fire starts in a frightening way! The man muttered two words and dared not say anything more. He lifted his clothes and turned his back towards us, while others did the same.

I laughed, no wonder the man screamed the most, because he had the shallowest wound, just a light red spot, and the bluish purple on the side of the other waist was like scratching and scratching.

“What are you laughing at?” The man saw me staring at him laughing, dissatisfied.

I swept him down and said, “If you want to die, go out and leave the others alone, don't you think your wounds hurt right here? Then you don't look at other people's injuries. They're not in the hospital. When they get home, they're gonna get inflamed. Who's gonna cure them? ”

The reason why we're saying this is to reduce the impact of the situation is that he's messing with us alone and he's sure to deal with it. If the five of us mess with each other,

It will inevitably shock other patients in the hospital.

After listening to me, the other four men who had helped men changed their faces and stopped talking.

The man glanced at me so hard that he didn't make any more noise, but let us examine the wound.

Though the pictures are clear, it's not as convenient as checking them out in person. I checked separately from the T-shirt man, and I checked exactly the man who made the most noise.

I gently pressed his wound, and he hissed, "Don't you fucking lighten up? ”

“A grown man shouting and shouting because of this wound is no disgrace.” Wu Ping had nothing to do while he was idle. He was obviously ruined by his manhood and actually damaged the man's sentence.

The man was bored and stopped talking with his teeth bitten.

“How does it feel to be beaten?” I pressed a few times and the wound looked familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it for a while.

The man said in a dull way: “It's just been smoked. I've said this a lot of times, don't you understand? ”

I didn't care about his attitude, I patted the wound again, and that familiar feeling came back to me.

Then I looked at a few other people, except for the severity of the wound, who felt the same way, and the shape of the wound, even without deviating from the position, as if they had branded one person's wound directly on the other.

Me and the T-shirt guy checked each other out and then got out of the ward, and the guy didn't want to ask when he could let them out? Wu Ping faintly said that when their wounds are ready, they can go out.

Leaving the inpatient department, Wu Ping panicked and asked if we had found anything. I frowned: “I always felt that the wound gave me a familiar feeling. I didn't feel it when I looked at the photograph, but it felt so obvious. This had happened to Ado before, but I thought it was because of the photograph, and now it doesn't look like it. ”

“Familiar?” Wu Ping stunned: “Have you been in touch with other cases? ”

I shook my head, and the location of this wound was still strange. If I had touched it, I would never forget it, so where had I seen it?

“Not surprisingly, it should be a punishment, maybe you've touched it.” At this point, the T-shirt man said a faint word.

I slapped my head: "That's right, it's a flogging sentence! It's just that the punishment of flogging is usually prevalent in ancient times, and it gives me an unknown sense of familiarity, which I should have seen on TV in some book. ”

The more excited I was, the more I felt like this case was a mist from yesterday when I met Aldo, the easier it was to come up with a little clue of natural excitement.

The T-shirt man was also interested in hearing me say that. Now let Wuping go back first. He wants to go with me to find a clue.

“Where to look?” After Wuping left, I looked at the T-shirt man in confusion.

He pointed to the Internet cafe not far away, saying that there was no library in the town and that there were no valuable historical books to find, so he had to go online and take a chance.

We went into an internet cafe, and considering that the T-shirt man was so handsome and eye-catching, I simply asked for a box of two machines, and then seriously looked it up.

I put the word 'flogging' directly in the search engine, and a full screen of related searches popped up, because I didn't know which one was useful, and I could only look at it one by one.

Half the time I read it, I remembered to remind the T-shirt man not to look at it and repeat it. I looked up and found that he and I were not a channel at all. He didn't know where to pull out a lot of history books on the flip...

When he saw me staring at him, he picked out a sword brow, which means, "What am I doing?"

I laughed awkwardly, indicating that there was nothing to turn around and continue flipping through my web page.

Honestly, if I could just flip through the old paper-based books, stare at the computer and read the history books, I'd go crazy, so I didn't have to change my mind, so I kept looking slowly on the flogging search page.

One afternoon, I highlighted a few of them!

The first was the punishment of flogging in the three kingdoms. The most widely known was Guan Yu's defeat of Maicheng, Zhang Fei was anxious to avenge his brother, and flogging the men of the two non-officers eventually led to his assassination and death. I'm a little confused because the record doesn't detail the part of the flogging.

There was also the punishment of flogging during the Southern Song period, when the law had been relatively improved and flogging had been used mainly to punish prisoners who had violated morals or to extract confessions under torture.

There were a few others, but I carefully screened them, and I found out that these two were the most likely ones, so I searched the search engines for what kind of Dynasty flogging was done to the hips?

The results are even more varied, and there are few related results.

I didn't mind, contacting Wuping to send him a picture of the wound, then upload it directly and start searching. Although the answer is still very messy, there are a few useful ones.

One by one, I first ruled out the punishment of flogging during the trinity, because flogging was used mainly in the army at that time, which is not the case today.

Excluding this, I spent all my energy on the flogging sentence in South Song, and the related search instantly jumped out of several options.

I immediately went in and discovered that South Song's flogging penalty, in addition to being used for traitors who were cheating on the wrong and traitors seeking prosperity in the country, was also used among the civilian population, mainly the type of thugs who oppressed the people, and was very broad in scope.

The more I looked, the more excited I was because one of the searches was accompanied by a diagram that, although blurry and obscure, was indeed a prisoner tied to a ladder with his hips exposed and the person next to him holding a whip was about to beat!

“Hatsukichi, look at this!” I was excited to pull the T-shirt man's arm, and he pulled up to take a closer look, and then he showed me a history he was looking at. Wild history has been documented, but it also confirms that the South Song Whipping Penalty is indeed a punishment for civilians, and in a way that fits perfectly with the wounds we have seen.

I exhaled and wanted to come to feel familiar because I had previously come into contact with many of the Yin spirits of the Song Dynasty, which led me to be very interested in the history of the Song Dynasty, so I looked at it more. It's just roughly swept, but I don't remember it so clearly.

“Looks like these guys are a little weird.” I leaned against the chair and moaned.

Since the punishment of flogging is directed at some wrongdoers, it is unlikely that several people in the ward will be any good.

The T-shirt guy, um, said, "Come on! ”

“Do what?” I was also immersed in the excitement of detecting the punishment of flogging, which did not react for a while.

He laughed, “Naturally, it's up to them to investigate. Isn't that what the Eagles are best at? ”

After listening to the T-shirt guy, I knew he didn't trust any of us, so I gave them a chance to find something to do. But I didn't say anything when I thought it would be easier for them to find out.

Wu Ping greeted us as soon as he saw us. He Chengda beside him nodded at us.

Nor did I tell them exactly what I found, but I asked them to do more to see what the wind reviews of several victims over the years in Cliff Gate Town were.

“We checked, the neighbors said it was very ordinary, nothing worth noting.” Wuping frowned.

The T-shirt man glanced at him and said coldly: "Say it harder! There must be something wrong with these people. ”