Chapter 558: The Last Executioner

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Then when I got home, my grandfather opened the door, and he said, "You are in a hurry to pay, or I know where to find the 'executioner's knife'?"

"Ah, the hanging is all hung out, so be it, you know where it is, let's also look for it, if we find it, we will ask Dafeng Teahouse to remove the pending order of the knife." "I thought about it, if I can find it, then I can save 100,000 yuan.

"Okay, let me tell you, in fact, executioners are everywhere, and we used to have them on Egret Island, until the law came out in 1914, saying that bullets should be used for execution, and this executioner withdrew from the stage of history. Grandpa sat down as he spoke, and the two of us sat down with him.

We cheered up and listened carefully to my grandfather, he said: "In fact, for a long time, the executioner of a place is basically one person, unless this person does not do it, or can not do it, will be replaced by someone else, because where there is a way out, no one wants to do this thing, to do this thing, first of all, you have to have courage, secondly, you have to have a strong life, and you have to look fierce, indifferent and cruel, I remember that our executioner in Ludao was also the last executioner of the late Qing Dynasty, his name is Chen Guotai." โ€

"The name is very good, Guotai and the people are safe, but he is an executioner. I sneered.

"Chen Guotai's hometown is in Nanhai Village, after 1914, this Chen Guotai disappeared, with a family disappeared, it stands to reason that this executioner is lonely and old, should not have a wife and children, but he does have a wife and son, this is completely different from the fate of other executioners who die alone, this may be related to the fact that he scattered the money earned as an executioner, except for the family, to the township, and built bridges and roads. Grandpa stroked his beard and said.

"Oh, still a good guy?" I was a little surprised.

"It's not a good person, it's just that the ill-gotten wealth is scattered, at that time, cut off a person's head to give him four oceans, and the families of those death row prisoners gave him some money, for example, the family hopes that after the death row prisoner is cut off, the tendons will be cut off, that is, the neck is cut off, but not completely broken, and there is a section of the skin connected, we talk about the whole corpse, this is the truth, so those family members will give some fees, because this is the executioner's knife skills, not only to break the tendons and keep the skin, but also to be able to hide from the prison officer, if the strength is great, even the skin is broken, the outside is gone, if the force is small, the head is not broken, then it is a loss of face, and the work is naturally gone, so it is a test of skill, in addition, such as the master who needs rushes, or blood steamed buns, will also give the executioner hard money. Grandpa said.

"Rush grass, blood steamed buns?" Yuelan was a little puzzled.

"I know the blood steamed buns, Lu Xun's article in the primary school textbook has written, the blood steamed buns are stained with the blood left by the beheading of the condemned prisoner, and the legend is that eating it can cure tuberculosis, but in fact it is useless, it is all feudal superstition. I said.

"Yes, superstition, so is rush, the blood that comes out of straw!" said Grandpa.

Yuelan's face was a little unsightly, although she often saw blood, but it was estimated that she couldn't accept these two.

"Grandpa, you go on. I held Yuelan's hand, comforted her, and turned to my grandfather.

"Even if Chen Guotai scattered all his money and built bridges and roads, he was weak-hearted, after all, he killed so many people, made enemies, and was afraid of revenge, so he disappeared with his family and children. Grandpa thought for a while and said: "Until 1950, after the founding of New China, there was a person who returned to Chen Guotai's old house in Nanhai Village with his wife and children, because decades have passed, and there are not many people in the village who know Chen Guotai. โ€

"What about Chen Guotai?" I asked.

"I died early, when Chen Min'an came back, he also brought back the portraits of Chen Guotai and his wife, but no one knows where they were buried!" Grandpa said: "But not long after he came back, Chen Min'an went crazy, it is said that he kept saying that he saw a ghost and was scared crazy, and not long after, this Chen Minan also died." โ€

"This is a bit miserable, is the executioner's descendant retribution?" I thought it was a little weird.

"When Chen Min'an died, we were all children, when the dead people, children were curious, and they all loved to join in the fun, I also went over to join in the fun, and then when I saw their old house, I felt gloomy, the whole body was cold, and then I saw that the Chen family's offering table in addition to the statue and spirit card, there is also a statue of Guan Erye, there is a shelf in front of the statue of Guan Erye, but there is a broken knife on the shelf, the position of the tip of the knife is broken, but the knife body and the handle are there, the handle is about fifteen centimeters, there is a ghost head at the bottom, and the knife body is about sixty centimeters aboveใ€‚ Grandpa thought for a while and said, "I heard the old man at the funeral whispering, saying that it should be the butcher knife used by Chen Guotai as an executioner, and that it was Chen Jiashun's mother who asked Chen Jiashun to dig it up in his grandfather's grave." โ€

"Why are you digging this? This knife was buried with Chen Guotai, why did you dig the grave again, or is it your grandfather's grave?" I couldn't understand.

"It is said that Chen Jiashun's mother suspected that there was a ghost, this ghost should still be the one who was beheaded, they made Chen Min'an crazy, and then they will definitely harm their mother, so I invited the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest asked her to go to the butcher to buy a pig-killing knife, the longer the better, saying that it can exorcise ghosts. Grandpa finished.

I nodded, the pig-killing knife did have the effect of driving away ghosts, and I asked, "What is the result?"

"It didn't work, it was rumored that those ghosts were too powerful and fierce to be suppressed at all, so Chen Jiashun's mother called Chen Jiashun together and secretly dug out the knife, but before they came back from digging the knife, Chen Min'an died at home, but legend has it that after the knife came back, the Chen family was instantly peaceful, and there was no more trouble. Grandpa touched his beard and said, "This effect is because this knife has cut the heads of nearly three hundred people, drunk the blood of three hundred people, and is particularly effective in stunting the souls of the dead under its knife." โ€

"Then this knife should still be in the Chen family, and we'll go and buy it from them now." "I couldn't wait to get up.

"I don't know if I can find it, it's been another few decades, Nanhai Village has become Nanhai New Village, Chen Jiashun was a few years older than me at the time, if he was still there, at least 70 years old. Grandpa said unoptimistically.

"Go and see, if there is, buy it directly from him, or borrow it, and return it to him when you run out. I said.

"Okay, I'll call the fat man now and ask him to pick us up. After Grandpa finished speaking, he took out the phone.