When Master Chang heard the news that Wang Zhenting was going to be beheaded, he sat on the hay in the cell, and suddenly there was a scream under his buttocks, something writhed under Master Chang's buttocks, and he was a little painful through the thin pants, but it was more frightened, so that all the hairs on his body stood on end, and he jumped up from the hay.

Something came out of the haystack and ran in circles on the ground like crazy, a big gray mouse.

Master Chang's whole body wanted to shrink into a ball, the farther away from here, the better, he was afraid that the crazy rat would pounce on him with open teeth in retaliation and bite off his flesh.

Wang Zhenting is going to die, and he can't wait for him to be beheaded after next autumn.

A knife goes down, clicks, blood spurts to the ground, and then the body may also be like this mouse, constantly writhing.

I don't know if I'll scream, it hurts to death.

Master Chang trembled when he thought of this, he only thought about how he was rich and glorious, and he never thought about ending up in the field he is now, what should he do? What to do? Old Man Chang's cold sweat dripped down his forehead, as long as he could let him out, he would confess anything, Master Chang didn't care about the crazy rats on the ground, threw himself down in front of the prison door, and shouted at the top of his voice, "I confess, I confess, quickly, come and try me, I've recruited everything." ”

As long as he said everything Qiao Wenjing told him, he would not be guilty of much crime, and as soon as Master Chang's voice fell, it seemed that he had woken up all the prisoners in prison.

There were still people around who shouted together, "I confess, I confess, I recruited." ”

The sound of shouting came one after another, and immediately covered the voice of Master Chang.

Master Chang's eyes were red, like a mad dog grabbing a piece of carrion, grinning and using all the strength in his body, "I recruited, I recruited, I recruited all the things of the Yang family." ”

But in the end, such a roar was suppressed by various voices.

The people in the prison shouted as if they were crazy, and Master Chang's eyes widened when he heard these terrifying voices. For the first time, he felt that he would die here, and if he was not killed, he would be eaten by rats, and Master Chang turned his head to look at another person in the corner of the cell.

The person was like a puddle of mud and piled up a human figure, before Master Chang came in, this person was in the corner with a foul smell, and he didn't know how long he had been locked up, and now he was disturbed by Lord Chang and raised his eyes, the eyes seemed to glow green faintly, not like a person, like a ghost.

Master Chang's heart constricted, and he collapsed to the ground all of a sudden.

It's late, it's late. He didn't speak when he confessed, and now it's too late, Master Chang tightened his grip on the cell door and kept shaking, "Let me ...... Get out and let me ...... Get out, ah...... I'm going to...... Get out ......."

A suffocating despair sucked from his nose to his heart, and then rushed to all corners of his body with his heartbeat, making him fearful, he just wanted to escape. Flee far away.

Master Chang supported for an hour, and finally his eyes rolled and he fainted, and after a while, two jailers came over to check on him.

"People aren't dead yet."

The other looked at the chain-bound cell door, which had been torn out of the deep ravine, and couldn't help but spit out. "It's kind of crazy when it's crazy."

"Can you frame relatives, embezzle other people's property, and bully an orphan girl?"

"Frightened, bully people like Miss Yang. I heard that Miss Yang saved all the people lying in the coffin. ”

The old man on the ground listened to the voice, but his mouth was empty and he couldn't speak.

He was sure that it would be impossible for the Yang family to turn over, so he would do things absolutely, and dedicated the Yang family to the Qiao family like fish and meat, and the Yang family back then was like a tree that rose from the roots. The dead man who was put in the coffin, no one thought that the Yang family would come back to life. He still remembers Yang's heart-rending cry.

That voice told him that the Yang family was finished.

Now he knew that the voice told him that the descendants of the Yang family were still alive, and one day the case of the Yang family would be overturned, and Qiao Wenjing and him would become prisoners.

Master Chang suddenly wanted to laugh, but immediately he couldn't laugh, because he suddenly understood that some things sounded funny because he didn't know that it would come true.

If you know that it will come true, you will cry instead of laughing.

……

The execution ground was a mess, and although it was snowing heavily, many people gathered to watch.

The prisoners seemed to be all the same face, silent, and were dragged out of the car in dirty clothes.

"It's a big official, this time it's a big official." The sound of discussion was loud and attracted more people.

"Is it the one in the middle? I heard that Miss Yang's father was framed. ”

"Which Miss Yang?"

More people don't know anything, just to see what human blood looks like when it spurts out, although it is terrifying and cruel, but it makes people look at the heartbeat, so that it can also resist the cold.

"You don't know? There is a female doctor in our capital who can resurrect the dead, and that Baohetang was opened by the Yang family, didn't you take medicine from it. ”

The man suddenly realized, "A living bodhisattva who administers medicine? ”

Wang Zhenting knelt in the snow, his blood was about to be sprinkled here today, and after several months of torture, he looked forward to the arrival of this day.

Although someone was pressing on his shoulder, he tried his best to raise his head to look at the blue sky, it was his last moment, at least he should be as peaceful as possible.

Wang Zhenting had just closed his eyes, but there was a noisy voice in his ears.

"Hurt Miss Yang's family."

"How can there be such a person."

"It's just a verdict."

"I've done so many bad things and just made a decision."

Wang Zhenting couldn't help frowning, why did these people know so much, the reputation of the Yang family and Baohetang in the capital seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

Wang Zhenting floated Yang Bingzheng in front of him, Yang Bingzheng definitely didn't think that it was his daughter who overturned the case for him, although he was inevitably dead, Yang Bingzheng might have turned into ashes a long time ago, everyone is the same, and they have the same end.

Wang Zhenting wanted to raise his proud face, but suddenly felt a pain on his face, and something cold exploded on his face, he wanted to open his eyes to see what was going on, but there was a snowball whistling in front of him.

It has always been an old rule to throw things and beat prisoners, so that the people can vent their anger and reduce their resentment against the court, Wang Zhenting had already prepared for this, but he didn't expect everyone to beat him.

No matter how much he dodges, he can't avoid it.

The snow was cold, and he became more and more sober.

"Kill him, kill him."

An earth-shattering roar.

Wei Mao and Zhang Ge were already leading the crowd to shout below.

Wang Zhenting twisted his body to dodge, but a hand reached over and pressed his neck stiffly, making him freeze there and unable to move.

A cloud of snow flew up the bridge of his nose, and he immediately smelled blood, and the blood kept flowing down, Wang Zhenting was a little frightened, because he could feel nauseous.

The blood was dripping down in the snow, shocking, and he couldn't help but think about whether he would see his blood spurting out, whether he would feel the coldness of the blade in his neck, whether he would have the urge to cover his wounds, whether he would dance with his hands, whether he would want to cry out in pain.

All the sights passed by his eyes, and he realized that he wanted to look up at the sky, and he wanted to deal with it calmly because he couldn't believe that he was going to die.

I'm going to die.

Oh my God, he's going to die.

"Miss Yang is here, Miss Yang is here."

The voice sounded, and Wang Zhenting vaguely saw the crowd parting to both sides, and the woman wearing Mili slowly walked over.

The woman came to see the killing.

He never knew that a woman would have such guts.

The scene of him holding the knife on the woman's neck seems to be still in front of him, and now the woman has come to see him beheaded, this time no one will come to save him, he will be here to splatter blood on the spot, and then he will move his hands and feet spinelessly, the most miserable moment of his life......

Wang Zhenting thought of this, his neck was touched indiscriminately by a rough big hand, and the fingertips were identifying his bones, and the knife was about to cut into the bones.

Wang Zhenting wanted to shrink his neck, but his body was tied and he couldn't move.

Humiliation and fear made him snot and tears flow out.

……

Yang Mo held Aunt Lu's hand, she now saw Wang Zhenting being executed with her own eyes, and she should be relieved if her relatives knew about it.

When the hour came, the executioner raised his broadsword, and blood spurted out.

There was a cheer all around.

Yang Mo pulled Aunt Lu into the carriage, and Aunt Lu was stunned when she sat in the car, "It's really scary." ”

Yang Mo handed the hand stove to Aunt Lu, "I said I wouldn't let my aunt come to see it." ”

Aunt Lu shook her head, "How can you not come, even if you are afraid, you have to look carefully for the lord and madam, those bad people will not end well." ”

Yang Mo also thinks so.

Speaking of Yang Bingzheng and his wife, Aunt Lu couldn't help but shed tears again, "The lord and the lady are such good people......"

No matter what, it can't compensate for the pain of losing her loved ones, Yang Mo leaned her head on Aunt Lu's shoulder, and the mother and daughter leaned on it like this, as if they had absorbed warmth from each other, and their hearts were much more comfortable.

Yang Mo got out of the car in Baohetang, and went straight to the inner courtyard before he had time to talk to the shopkeeper Jiang.

When I lifted the heavy curtain, I heard the sound of crying coming from the inner room.

Mei Xiang saw Yang Mo and immediately greeted her, "Miss, Miss Twelve is in a terrible pain, and we don't know what to do." ”

Yang Mo walked over to take a look.

Miss Twelve frowned, her lips were a little pale, her cheeks were a strange red, and her whole person looked painful.

Mrs. Zhou Qi was a little flustered, "Miss, what can I do about this." ”

Yang Mo looked at Miss Twelve and said softly: "Sometimes pain is a good thing, and you can feel it because your body has regained its senses. ”

Miss Twelve nodded strongly, Yang Mo took a soft towel to wipe Miss Twelve's tears, crying is not always a bad thing, crying is because she is still alive.

……

Yang Bingzheng was grinding the bone fragments in his hands, he had been grinding for too long, he wanted to stab the sharp side at himself, ending his life in the dark, he was thinking like this, the door in front of him suddenly opened, a little light shot in from the outside, and then a figure blocked in front. (To be continued......)