The crowd was stunned.

And Qian Xugui and Xue Xinghu were even more stunned.

They stood in place, none of them carrying out the order given by Lu Guanshan, but looked at each other vigorously, as if they wanted to confirm whether they had heard something wrong.

"Can't you hear my words?" But before they could completely digest Lu Guanshan's order, Lu Guanshan's voice sounded again. The county magistrate, who had always given people an elegant and warm feeling, and had never played any official prestige in the six years since he took office, immediately raised his head and looked at Xue Xinghu and the others.

In the eyes of Confucianism, which were as quiet as spring water, at that moment, there were thousands of waves, stacked endlessly.

Qian Xugui and the others were stunned, and immediately lowered their heads one by one, not daring to say more, but they still hesitated, and they also did not dare to act rashly. After all, if they leave the execution ground, who will escort the criminal, and who will carry the knife?

"Dare to ask the adult, say that it is to ask the criminal, at the moment the criminal still doesn't know where he is, if I retire from the adult, how should I supervise the beheading?" And Xue Xinghu, who was the head catcher, followed the old man of the two magistrates, and after a while of hesitation, he still gritted his teeth and asked loudly.

"Lord Xue has so many questions, so why don't you leave it to Lord Xue to do it, and you will teach me how to detain this prisoner?" Lu Guanshan squinted his eyes and said coldly.

The more amiable this person is, the more frightening it will be once he gets angry. As soon as Lu Guanshan's words came out, Mo said that as a subordinate Xue Xinghu and his party, even many people who were looking from the outside were silent for a while.

Xue Xinghu, who was reprimanded, had an ugly face, and after a few breaths, he gritted his teeth and bowed to Lu Guanshan, and said, "My subordinates understand." Even if he turned around and left, those officials and executioners all looked at Xue Xinghu as the horse, and when they saw him so self-conscious, they didn't dare to say anything more, so they retreated at that time.

The executioner became a spectator in the blink of an eye, and stood outside the execution ground with the people, but compared to the curiosity of the people, they were more confused in their hearts.

Lu Guanshan stood up and walked to the front of the prison platform. Ahead was an empty execution table, with no prisoners, no executioners, only a large knife for beheading stuck diagonally into the ground, and a little rust on the knife that had not yet had time to be polished.

"Six years ago. The Confucian student, who stood still, said softly at that time.

Everyone was silent, no longer speaking, and one by one they pricked up their ears to hear what the magistrate was going to say and do.

"That is, the fifty-sixth year of the Great Yan calendar, Xia. The Wupan River burst its embankment, and the city was flooded"

"More than 20 houses collapsed, and Wei Shou and his wife, the then magistrate of the county, were killed, and the childish Wei Lai survived. ”

In the autumn of the same year, the children of the Lu family in the west of the city played by the river, and they did not return for a long time, and they could not be found later, and there has been no news so far. ”

"In the fifty-seventh year of the Great Yan calendar, in April, on the tenth day of heavy rain, thousands of acres of fertile land were flooded. The three members of the Xu family, a farmer on the outskirts of the city, were killed in saving the field, and their old father buried his son in white, and he was hanging at home seven days later!"

In August of the same year, the autumn harvest was about to end, but in March, there was a severe drought, and the harvest of the grain fields in Wupan City dropped by three percent. ”

"In the fifty-eighth year, in the spring, the father and son of the Xiong family were fishing by the river, and suddenly there was a big wave, and the father and son were involved in the river. ”

"May ...... of the same year"

......

Lu Guanshan read them one by one without hurry, and only then did everyone wake up, it turned out that the document in his arms recorded these things. I have to say that the people have long been accustomed to the Wupanjiang River causing trouble from time to time, but they only complain at most, after all, God's affairs are things that the people can interfere with. But when all this was compiled into a book and displayed in front of the eyes of the people at one time, they still couldn't help but gasp - it turned out that in the past six years, the Wupanjiang River with them day and night had taken so many lives.

"In the six years since I became the governor of the county, the Wupan River has caused a total of 7 out of 30 human lives, flooded 216 houses, and flooded or drought. ”

Lu Guanshan, who had spent a quarter of an hour finally reading the Chinese in his hand, said this, his eyes scanning the people watching outside the execution ground through the dense rain curtain.

"This is what I know about the Wupan River in the past six years. He opened his mouth again, his gaze still calm, but the tone of his mouth suddenly became a little higher.

"This is what the Dragon King of Oopan, whom you worship every day, do!!"

Rumble!

At this time, there was a sudden thunder above the sky, and the thunder roared, like a huge bell ringing in their ears, the people did not expect it, and they all trembled suddenly, and their faces turned pale.

The torrential rain was more intense, the wind was fierce, and the dark and dark clouds in the sky were surging, and there was a tendency to slowly press towards this small city.

"I!" Facing the sudden wind, Lu Guanshan wore a black robe and agitated, hunting in the wind.

"Lu Guanshan!"

"Wupan City Magistrate!"

He shouted in the midst of the storm, lightning and thunder, and every word he uttered, the wind and rain raged so violently that at last he had to lean forward to gain a foothold, and the people around him were even more embarrassed by the storm, and their umbrellas were taken out of their hands.

"According to the law of Dayan, the god of Wupanjiang ...... here"

"Ask!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding people, who were still bent on watching the excitement, suddenly turned pale, and it was only then that they understood what the sacredness of the prisoner they were about to behead was the county magistrate.

Rumble!

A loud bang exploded, and purple thunder snakes pierced through the dark clouds and landed in the center of the execution ground. The stone slabs on the ground exploded, and the purple electricity splashed with the flying debris, turning into a power grid and stirring in the rain curtain.

"I am the god of Zhaoyue, the Dragon King of Wupan, your little Confucian student, dare to kill me?"

At the same time, a dull voice sounded in the black clouds, and the mighty power spread like a tide at that moment, pressing everyone present to be sullen and out of breath.

The surrounding people had never seen such a scene, and they scattered in exclamations.

It's just that the rain is strong and the wind is strong, and there are crowds of people here, so scattering will naturally lead to greater panic. Some people were pushed by their descendants, some people tripped and fell by their predecessors, some children were panicked and cried, and some women and children were staggering, unable to advance or retreat.

Fortunately, Xue Xinghu and other officials have been following Lu Guanshan for a long time, and they did not flee with the flow of people under the influence of their ears and eyes, but subconsciously wanted to maintain the order of the crowd leaving.

"Everyone, don't panic!" Xue Xinghu used all his strength and shouted loudly at the crowd.

But the thunder that followed soon drowned out his voice.

The crowd was even more panicked, and Xue Xinghu saw that the situation was uncontrollable, so he could only lead his servants to find the suffering people one after another and rescue them.

The black clouds overhead were getting lower and lower, and they seemed to have covered the sky above Wupan City. The sky was dark, and only the thunder snakes that kept moving in the clouds could briefly illuminate the dark city. Xue Xinghu struggled through the crowd, his whole body was already soaked, and after returning a child to his parents, Xue Xinghu reached out and wiped the water stains on his face, and was about to look for it again.

But at a glance, he just saw a different figure not far away.

The man was dressed in a snow-white robe that stood out in the dim sky, holding an off-white oil-paper umbrella, and the crowd was scrambling to flee, but the man stood quietly, like a swordsman on a flat boat in the stormy waves, motionless as a pine.

Probably because the other party's appearance at the moment was too contrasting with ordinary times, so that Xue Xinghu was stunned for a while, and then he reflected - that was the recognized fool of Wupan City, the son of Wei Shou of the previous magistrate, Wei Lai!

"Ah Lai, don't stand stupidly, hurry up!" Xue Xinghu shouted loudly, and his footsteps immediately stepped away, lining up the crowd around him, and walking towards Wei Lai. Wei Shou still had some acquaintance with him, and he didn't want to watch Wei Lai stay in the land of right and wrong.

It's just that I don't know if it was the constant thunder that covered his voice, or Wei Lai's stunned temperament made him completely unable to realize how dangerous the situation in front of him was, even though Xue Xinghu roared hoarsely, the child still stood in place, looking at the execution ground in a daze.

When the seventh purple lightning fell into the execution ground, the neatly paved stone pavement in the execution ground was already in disarray, and the purple electricity shrouded the execution ground, and the small debris was pulled by the electric current, suspended in mid-air in an almost static attitude. Most of the running crowd had dispersed, hiding at the end of the road and looking in horror, Xue Xinghu finally came to Wei Lai's side, he grabbed the boy's hand, and shouted loudly: "Hurry up." ”

But the thin boy's body was like a lead cast at that time, and with Xue Xinghu's strength, he didn't pull the boy in the first place. The black clouds were pressed, and the electric python surging in the clouds became more and more violent, as if something was about to gush out of the sea of black and oppressive clouds, Xue Xinghu was inexplicably uneasy, and he didn't have the heart to think about the unusual moment of this moment, he roared again: "Wei Lai!

The boy still stood still.

But this time, Xue Xinghu's voice disturbed the boy somewhat, he turned his head woodenly, looked at Xue Xinghu, and muttered with a dull gaze: "He's right......"

"He's been living in his heart for a long time......"

This should have been a very inexplicable remark, but surprisingly, Xue Xinghu was only slightly stunned and reacted to what the boy was referring to. Almost subconsciously, he turned his head to look in the direction of the execution ground, and a scene that was destined to make him unforgettable for the rest of his life immediately came into view.

He saw the Confucian scholar, his hair scattered in the wind, but his waist straight, and he saw that on the face of the black robe, which had been as warm as spring water, his muscles were now bruised, and his eyes were blood-red.

Then, the Confucian stomped his foot violently, and all the debris suspended in mid-air fell, and the thunder in the sky seemed to be suppressed by the sound of Confucius spitting out his mouth at that moment.

He said.

"Murder pays for life, and it is a matter of course. ”

"Mind your yin god and yang god, dragon king snake. ”

"I've cut all the !! in Lu Guanshan"