Chapter 43: Hell Everywhere

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The crowd also heard an exclamation, as if to cheer for the executioners.

"When, when, when." A few crisp collision sounds sounded, and the knife flashed, but no blood burst out, and the head fell to the ground. It was as if a big knife had been slashed at a stone. The prisoner was unharmed, but he had fainted from fright. But the executioners' knives were missing.

A neck harder than a knife?

Above the Dharma field, there was an instant, deathly silence, and then as if a pot was boiling, all kinds of noisy sounds rang out. The crowd of onlookers who did not know the truth exclaimed in surprise, some shouted in excitement, some discussed one after another, and some started to coax the seedlings. The sound of chaos became louder and louder, making a group of officers and soldiers guarding like a great enemy.

A few experienced executioners are also stupid, and there have been countless red differences, but today I really saw a "ghost"! In front of the public, he messed up his errand. But how is it good?

The master of Mizhi County also turned bad in an instant, trembling all over, and he didn't know whether he was scared or angry. originally planned such a big basket without fail, and in front of everyone's eyes, I couldn't hide it even if I wanted to!

The above will definitely ask, and you can imagine what kind of rumors will be spread by the ignorant people. How did you do as an official in Mizhi County? The county magistrate himself knows. The common people won't like him. On weekdays, I am afraid of the government and dare not do anything, but I must be very willing to arrange all kinds of rumors and spread them widely. And sooner or later, it will spread to Shilin.

It's all over yourself! The county lord's heart was so cold that the stream water. It's cold to the bone. No matter how thick the cotton robe is, it can't stop the coldness in my heart.

When such a strange thing happens, on the execution ground, it is not unjust but also unjust. If it weren't for the fact that it was a cold winter month, it is estimated that "June snow" would have to come out of the mouths of the people.

Lichen sat on top of the teahouse, watching the county master's face full of "righteousness" from instantly blue, to like dead ash, and then to slowly reddening, he smiled proudly in his heart, looked up at the sky, closed his eyes, and recited silently in his mouth. Then he turned his head again and enjoyed the sweetness of the tea.

Tea tasting is not in the price of the price, but in the mood of the taster!

It's snowing again in Mizhi County. Mizhi County in the cold winter is not Jiangnan, and it is not strange that there is snow and hail. But the crowd below was still a sensation.

The snow was falling heavily, but the rest of the place did not fall at all, and all of them fell on the execution platform. Isn't this a grievance?

Someone was muttering "Snow in June" just now. The snow is coming soon. The crowd was full of emotion, if there was to incite rebellion at this time, maybe the county magistrate would not be able to get out of this court today.

"How can it be!" The magistrate saw the heavy snow flying, and knew that he was no longer lucky. A monstrous rage rushed to his head. His eyes were red and he slapped the startled wood, and shouted angrily: "Change the knife, and cut again!" “

The county magistrate was furious, but he frightened many people. The officials next to them trembled, and the executioners were unwilling and did not dare to disobey the orders of the county magistrate. Immediately went to find a spare broadsword and continued the execution.

There was also an instant uproar in the crowd, this county lord is going against the will of heaven and insisting on killing innocent people unjustly! Suddenly, there was a booing of the color under the court. The county magistrate ignored it. Now he is only full of resentment, and if he doesn't kill these beggars today, he will never rest.

It's a pity that the county magistrate is full of pride and is bent on killing, but God doesn't give him a chance. There was a burst of "dah." Da, da... The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near. A group of brocade-clothed guards wearing flying fish suits and carrying embroidered spring knives on their waists appeared on the edge of the court.

"Fengtian carries the emperor, and the edict says: Mizhi County is in vain to bear the grace of the saint, for one term as an official, does not want to repay the service, is greedy and cruel, and harms the people of Li, and specially orders Jinyi Wei to arrest an official who interferes with the matter, bring it back to Beijing, and punish it in the Ming Dynasty!"

The moment Jinyiwei appeared, the master of Mizhi County knew that something was wrong. When the holy decree was read, the county magistrate, who was still majestic just now, instantly collapsed to the ground like a dead dog, with a dead face.

Under the court, the people shouted long live, and Jinyiwei directly locked the county order and brought it back to the county government first. There is more than one official to be arrested in Mizhi County. It is necessary to cooperate with the local government to escort a group of prisoners into Beijing safely.

The people were elated, and above the teahouse, the second generation who had just been laughing and laughing fled in an instant like lost dogs and went home to report the news. Several beggars were also between life and death, and escaped with their lives under the knife of the devil. At this point, the dust is worthy of them. What will happen in the future, let each be created according to his creation!

After the dust flicked the corner of the clothes, he disappeared from the teahouse in an instant, leaving a chaotic county seat, and returned to the front of the mountain temple.

"The heaven and the earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, the sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and the moon are shining. The cold comes and the summer comes, the autumn harvest and the winter hide...."If there are no auditory hallucinations in the ears of the dust, there should be Xiaoxi's voice in the sound of reading.

Lichen felt that the world was wrong in an instant, Xiaoxi would take the initiative to read by himself, and he didn't seem to have taught him a thousand words!

Lichen looked up at the sky and found that the sun seemed to be really square!

Lichen couldn't believe in his six senses anymore, and after a few steps, he directly crossed the front yard of the mountain temple and came to the thatched pavilion in the backyard of the mountain temple.

The strange scene surprised Chen so much that he could swallow a duck egg in his mouth.

On the steps, Tan Shishi took a thousand-character text, and Zhenglang read it aloud, while Xiaoxi, Mikun, Mi Lun and even Mi asked, Mi Dao. They are all holding brand new books in their hands and reading them word by word. The expression is serious and focused. Let the dust retreat silently and silently.

Which gambler still teaches? Konishi even studied seriously?

Lichen felt that the world was too dark, and slowly walked to the woods in the backyard alone. Rice is still sleeping. In a complicated mood, the dust also learned to rub Xiaoxi's head against the tiger's head for a while, and then disappeared in an instant.

Poor rice was woken up again, and when he looked around, he didn't find anyone at all.

Someone was playing tricks on themselves just now! Could it be that I think about it at night and dream about it every day (1), and I was made to have nightmares by Xiaoxi?

Poor rice shook his handsome tiger head in confusion, changed his position and fell asleep again.

Boredom, he returned to the ashram and continued to meditate. When it was fixed, he suddenly remembered the dragon pillar in his bag. Immediately, the figure flashed, and the person appeared on a hill more than ten years away.

Lichen took out the Zhenlong Pillar and looked at it carefully, and an idea gradually took shape in his mind. (To be continued.) )