The neck is broken, if the ordinary doctor sees it, he must shake his head and prepare for the future. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info is also like a doctor like Ju Siliang, who has seen a lot of winds and waves, and has enough confidence in his own medical skills before he is willing to save it.

The slightest hesitation of others in the hands of one's own life is terrifying to think about.

The sleeping Confucian will not know what is happening around him, he is now half alive and half dead, and the two worlds of yin and yang have not yet been obtained from him.

Ju Siliang looked at Confucius, and suddenly remembered the executioner who was killed on the court.

This man's skills are superb, and his skills are much better than his own. This kind of kung fu is just to be an executioner, and he has to show off his skills when he kills. Now that he is dead, I don't know if he is innocent of death.

"This executioner is also very powerful, I can't compare. If you run into someone who has no sense of proportion, this Confucian student doesn't even need to be saved. Ju Siliang said.

"Don't say it's you, this kind of technique, even if you are a master with a knife, you will definitely have some admiration."

It was Zhang Zeqing who spoke, and it was okay to say this. But as he spoke, everyone felt a little strange.

Where did this executioner come from such superb knife skills? If you kill a person on weekdays, then all the rivers and lakes are already full of martial arts masters.

"It's a pity that no matter how high the knife technique is, I will kill it at once. It's just a person who is obsessed with studying swordsmanship, and this kind of person is alive and just scum. He should have learned this knife technique, and I don't know if his master will regret teaching such a student when he sees him like this. Zhang Zeqing spoke again.

Duan He smiled and didn't answer.

The meal was hastily eaten, and several people could not leave the house, so they could only spend a day passing.

Zhang Zeqing wiped his sword, and after removing the injured Ling Li and Confucius, the remaining three big men were too bored to stay like this. He didn't want to miss such an opportunity, and said, "Duan He, have you thought about it, whether you want to go to Shenwu Country or not?" If you think about it, we will prepare it early. ”

Duan He's answer was the same as always: "At least, we have to wait until Confucianism is well." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Zeqing's face suddenly changed. Looking at Confucius's eyes, there was inexplicably a little more murderous.

There was nothing to do all night, and when he got up the next day, Chu Xiao sent someone to bring food again. Entertained with good wine and food, Duan He was even more unhappy in his heart.

The most difficult thing to repay is favors, not to mention, it is still such a big favor.

Eat and drink, gossip, fall asleep. Day after day went by, as if it had nothing to do with the world.

A few people stayed comfortably in the house, but there was already chaos outside.

Someone robbed the Dharma field, this is not something that can be prevaricated by just saying a few words. The top doesn't care how long it will take for the bottom to find out about this matter, the so-called 'can be even, then flat.' It's a small matter, but it's better to solve it as soon as possible.

The county magistrate was ordered to find the prisoner within seven days, and the whole city was plastered with portraits of Confucian scholars. The painter obviously drank more than two taels of wine when he was painting, and the things he painted were not like Confucian except for a person.

Chu Xiao did this very cleanly, except for the clue of Confucianism, there was nothing left.

But as the so-called fate is wrong, I can't help myself. The county commander knew that he couldn't do this, so he still had to find someone to blame.

At the same time, it was Confucianism and Ju Siliang who disappeared. Coincidentally, these two people are related to a small official - Zhang Long.

The county magistrate recalled that in recent days, Zhang Long had indeed been trying to exonerate Ju Siliang. Whether it's true or not, this dragon must be inseparable.

"Come on, take Zhang Long."

The county order was given, and Zhang Long was quickly brought up.

"Do you know who robbed the Dharma Field?"

"The villain doesn't know."

"You have a relationship with the prisoner, and you often talk to him, and you really don't know anything about it?"

"Villain, I really don't know."

A very simple conversation, followed by a crazy beating. They are all people in the yamen, so they will naturally start lightly. But this is lighter, and there is a limit. The prefectural order was in a very bad mood, and no one wanted to be the one who was lying down and being beaten. So, after a night, there was no good meat on Zhang Long's entire back.

"Are you recruited?" The county commander shouted angrily.

Such a trial really worked, and Zhang Long was sent to death row. He became the mastermind of this robbery, and as for the preparation and implementation, the county order found the master and asked him to think carefully for Zhang Long.

When Ju Siliang was full of food, he changed the medicine for Confucianism. never imagined that Zhang Long, who saved his life, is now being held in prison.

Fortunately, Zhang Long treats these death row inmates well on weekdays, and his buddies and brothers also have some relationship. The jailer he knew could bring him something to eat, so that he could live as comfortably as possible.

"Confucianism, bend into a move. Occupy the big, bend into a trick. Now, too..."

Zhang Long let out a long sigh.

He became the mastermind of this robbery, and the master wrote the story wonderfully enough. After all, this is a small county town, and the black gauze hat of the county order is still firmly buckled on his head in the end.

A few more days passed, and the order from above came down. Zhang Long's crime was monstrous, and he was decided.

Seeing these three words, the county order did not have a sense of pleasure in escaping the catastrophe, but felt uncomfortable for a while.

The last time I saw this, it was half a month ago, under the order of Confucianism.

The county order faintly felt that the big thing was not good, just like the matter of Confucianism. On the day of the court, I am afraid that something big will happen. But the order has been issued, how dare he disobey the small county order. With the lesson of the last time, this time we have also made all kinds of garrisons complete in case of accidents.

Hearing that it was a government official who was going to be killed this time, the people in the county were even more excited, and surrounded the downtown entrance. Although the county commander had already sent people to take precautions outside, he still couldn't resist everyone's enthusiasm. Everyone got closer and closer to the guillotine, and the place of three steps finally stopped.

The executioner who came this time was the apprentice of the previous executioner, and it was a great bad luck to kill someone like this. If it weren't for the fact that it was his master who died, he probably wouldn't have taken this errand.

The county magistrate looked at the sun and looked serious.

"Slash!"

With an order, the charges behind Zhang Long's back were thrown out. The executioner squirted a mouthful of wine on the broadsword, and he was not negligent, and he was about to cut it down with a single sword.

If all this had gone smoothly, Zhang Long would have landed on the ground long ago.

But all this did not go smoothly at all.

As predicted by the county order, there were people robbing the law field again.

He had already made preparations, but how could he have thought that there were many masters in the rivers and lakes as a county order, and how could a few officials stop him.

The executioner's wine was in his mouth, and he swallowed it hard, and it did not spray on the broadsword.

The wind was howling, and everyone didn't react, Zhang Long, had disappeared.

On an empty guillotine, only the executioner was left.

Poof.

Executioner, dead bodies fall to the ground.