The Wine Pool and Meat Forest
The Wine Pool combined with the Meat Forest would be the second introduced mechanism within chapter 17 of Fengshen Yanyi. The Wine Pool would be placed on the left side of the Snake Pit, while the later Meat Forest would be placed on the right -- thus forming a small park before the Star-Picking Belvadere. To start things off within the Wine Pool, fifty maidens and fifty eunuchs would be chosen as a set. One maiden would be tied to one eunuch forming an overall pair of fifty. After being thrown into the pool, each individual pair would have to drink the pool's wine and perform swimming tricks within the water. Once each pair is readily drunk, they would be set within the Meat Forest and enjoy an abundance of cooked duck, roasted pig, and so forth. Once the sun sets into the west, a few of the chosen fifty pairs would be beaten to a bloody pulp and secretly fed to Daji as to ease her need for human flesh to survive. Thus, this method of creative torture would be instilled by Daji for quite some time following chapter 17.
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