She insisted on such trivial matters, and of course Huang Fuming would not have any objections.

The barge beast cart slowly drove into Donghu Town from the city gate, and the emblem belonging to the Sanctuary and the God King on the body made the city gate guards kneel to greet them. The mortals on the road only looked at them with fear and indifference, and they lacked the curiosity they should have.

Even if he had been mentally prepared for a long time, looking at the street here, Ning Xiaoxian still felt that his throat was blocked, and he even breathed so freely.

It has been a long time since the fall of Guangcheng Palace, and some of the buildings in this town can be seen to be newly renovated, but only two-thirds of the houses are standing, and the remaining third is still a large ruin, still too dilapidated to live in rotten houses.

The streets are sparsely populated, nine out of ten shops are closed, and the remaining ones that are open are also deserted.

The scars left by the war here have not yet been restored, and I am afraid they will never recover.

The barge beast cart went further, and Ning Xiaoxian understood the reason for the scarcity of townspeople: it turned out that they were all gathered at the entrance of the vegetable market, and they surrounded the three circles inside and outside here.

There was a high platform at the entrance of the vegetable market, and eight people were hung on it, some large and some small, all of them were strangled by ropes around their necks, some were already dead, and some were still convulsing.

She has good eyesight, and at a glance she can see that the rope sleeve around her neck is tied very horizontally, and it is called a slow hanging rope. After the prisoner was hoisted, most of his body weight was shared by the cervical vertebrae, and the pressure on his throat was small. This was not a merciful practice, but it was extremely cruel, and the person who was hung up wanted to die quickly but could not, and had to be tortured for more than four hours before he could breathe. That breath is long, and it can even last for twelve hours, and there is nothing more terrifying in the world than this.

The tragic situation of being hanged is by no means as peaceful as it seems in film and television dramas, due to excessive pressure, the eyes will bulge as if they are about to fall out of their sockets, the tongue will spit out, and the face will be purple and swollen. Due to the loss of control of the senses throughout the body, some people will have a flow of feces and urine before they die. No matter how beautiful a beauty is in life, after being hanged, she can be as terrifying as a ghost in the night.

Such a terrible way of death, but all the mortals in the audience were silent and fascinated, as if these dead people had embroidered flowers on their faces. There are two or three-year-old children who sit on their father's shoulders and look up, and they don't say a word or cry.

Just looking at the back, Ning Xiaoxian didn't know whether they were silent or numb.

Human beings are highly adaptable creatures, and an overly miserable environment will blind their senses and close off their emotions, so as to avoid external stimuli for them, which in turn will make them very insensitive~ and sensitive.

This execution table is not large, and it is already full of people. Therefore, the entrance of the vegetable market is actually building a second high platform, and most of it has been completed, and only a few drawers are left to be done. In the open space next to it, there were still five people kneeling, some crying and paralyzed, some with wooden expressions, obviously prisoners waiting for death.

Ning Xiaoxian turned his head and asked Huang Fuming, "What did they do?"

chose to be executed at the entrance of the vegetable market, naturally because there is the largest flow of people here, and it took great effort to set up a stage to hang the death row prisoner so high, so that everyone should know about it, and it can best play the role of killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys. I don't know what terrible sin these people have committed to be so cruelly put to death.

Huang Fuming was also a newcomer, and he didn't know where to go, so he called to stop the cart and invited the barbarian leader stationed at the scene to ask. The latter saw the emblem on the cart of the barge beast, and saw that the person sitting inside was full of dignity, so he immediately stood in awe, and replied: "Tell the two nobles that we are rounding up a group of immortal thieves, and we are about to close the net and capture, but these things secretly ventilated the news, so that the turtle in the urn escaped. In this case, the punishment that those immortal thieves should bear will be borne by them. ”

Huangfu Ming sighed, glanced at Ning Xiaoxian, and saw that she bit her cherry lip and looked solemn, but she didn't open her mouth to survive for mortals, so she couldn't help but say softly: "Sister, what do you have to say?"

"Little girls know how to ventilate the news?" she pointed to the high platform, and among the prisoners who were hoisted high was a girl who looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old. "And this old lady, who looks like she's seventy years old, can also go out to snitch?"

The leader of the barbarians shook his head: "They are implicated. We have long announced to the world that those who harbor immortal cultivators will be hanged by the nine clans together. Her parents didn't take this order to heart, so we had to follow the law and let the other eleven members of the family accompany the two troublemakers to the Yellow Springs. ”

The so-called joint sitting is to involve the innocent. The purpose of practicing this cruel law in the Holy Land is to make the people docile and obedient, and not dare to disobey themselves again. Every time torture is perpetrated, it is an increase in coercive control.

Ning Xiaoxian's throat moved, and he said in a low voice: "You let them die happily, it's always okay, right?" Although the one sitting next to her was the God King, she knew that even if she pleaded, these people would also have no way to live, and the reason was very simple: if they were let go, more mortals would follow their example in the future and lay a good cover for the immortal cultivators.

This is absolutely not allowed by the barbarians, and it must be used to achieve the effect of deterrence by drastic means.

"My sister is soft-hearted. Huang Fuming sighed, turned to the leader of the barbarian soldiers, and said, "You heard it." A token flashed out of his palm and shook it at him.

The leader of the barbarian soldiers looked at it, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and he saluted more respectfully before retreating and quickly giving the order.

Sure enough, a brute soldier came to the stage, grabbed the two prisoners who were convulsing, and dragged them down violently. was so far away that Ning Xiaoxian heard two crisp sounds of "click".

The two of them had broken their necks, and they suddenly lost their breath, which was considered a simple one.

The executioner also climbed up to another high platform that had just been erected, untied the noose and re-tied it, and the technique was no longer a slow hanging.

Huang Fuming glanced at it twice, and didn't want Ning Xiaoxian to witness such a scene again, so he casually lowered the curtain to block the outside scene, knocked on the carriage again, and motioned Zhuo Lan to drive away.

The car started slowly, and Huang Fuming asked her, "Where else do you want to go?"

Ning Xiaoxian shook his head.

At this time, a hoarse voice suddenly came from outside:

"Wu Na brute dog, teach you to die a hundred times worse in the coming day! Lord Shenjun will definitely dig out your hearts and livers to feed the dogs, put your eyeballs in the oil pot, and drag your intestines out to fly kites! Lao Tzu is not afraid of you, Lao Tzu walks slowly on the Huangquan Road, waiting to see you dogs~ Mother's miserable ......" Before he finished speaking, he turned into a whining sound, obviously gagged.

Ning Xiaoxian knew that it was the prisoner's angry roar before he was executed.

In the face of death, everyone's reaction is different, some cry bitterly, some collapse to the ground, some calm down, and some want to shout and curse again and again—anyway, if they are going to die, it is better to scold the grief and hatred in their hearts.

Lord Kami-chan...... She closed her eyes slightly, leaning back against the soft backrest.