A few people on the watchtower watched the executioner on the Xingtai take the rope into the palm of his hand, and when the two people stood in the middle of the platform, they kicked down one by one from behind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The clothes were very thin, and there was no sound at all when kneeling in the snow.

It's just that there is a bonfire burning not far behind him, and people feel warm when they see it, and the snow on the ground melts as soon as it bakes, and half of his body is like soaking in a river of ice when he kneels, and the sound of his big teeth trembling up and down in his ears seems to pierce the entire skull.

The executioner took half a step back, then raised his head to look at the top of the tower, and for a moment everyone raised their heads, except for Ming Mo, who was still shocked.

"Look!"

Bai Qian on the tower spotted her at a glance, and quietly stretched out a small arm and pointed downward.

Jie Ya's expression was hidden in the mask, but he stared down motionlessly, Bai Qian only felt that he seemed to be more focused on the current matter, so he could only honestly shut down.

Everyone waited until Atsuko cleared his throat at Wangshu's instructions, and then opened his voice downward: "Everyone...... According to the decree of the Presbyterian Church, we all know that Lord Ji was assassinated, and the ruling group has been secretly searching for him, and the murderer is a woman named Wanshu...... Just a few days ago, this woman showed up in Fox Alley, and we followed this clue to find the whereabouts of this person. ”

The sound drifted out, spreading farther away.

Atsuko waved his hand after speaking, and the crowd shifted their gaze.

The man was on his knees, his face obscured by a stubbled beard, his cheeks sunken deep from emaciation, and his hair tangled and disheveled over his shoulders at either side.

Although his figure is thin, his posture is completely determined.

Ming Mo raised her hand to cover her mouth in disbelief, but Xiao Jing asked her to go to the other person in the stand: "That's, Mr. Li?" ”

Before Ming Mo could reply, several worshippers walked up to the torture platform with plates, poured a pot of water on the top of the heads of the two people, and then raised the razor and scraped it back and forth twice, and the messy hair on that end fell down quickly like peeled garlic skin.

The people in the front row obviously gasped.

The man looked delicate, and he even had an offering hook pierced on the back of his neck.

Jie Ya watched Ming Mo in the crowd attentively, only to listen to Atsuko's words continue.

"Today, gather all of you, and according to the teachings, shave their hair and clothes, and put them on the execution ground for public display!"

The worshippers standing behind him grabbed the collars of the two people with the order, tore off their shirts with a "swoop", and splashed water on their bare backs.

The cold penetrated through the bone marrow, and even the onlookers couldn't help but clench their upper teeth.

"Mr. Lai!" Atsuko called out to him from above, "You must answer me honestly, did you harbor this man next to you?" ”

Mr. Li knelt on the stage and looked around, then suddenly puffed up: "I just took in a homeless person!" ”

"Do you know who he is?"

"Of course I do!"

Immediately, someone took a long scroll and unfolded it in front of Mr. Li.

The person on the portrait is all too familiar, after all, it has been posted on the cloth table for so long.

Mr. Lai's head did not deflect in the slightest, and Atsuko asked him again: "You took it in, but this person on the wanted warrant?" ”

Everyone waited with bated breath for his answer, but he just buried his head, took two difficult steps to his side, and then said in a voice that only another person could hear: "Bo Ling, I'm sorry, I didn't take care of you!" ”

When Bo Ling heard this, his whole body suddenly trembled, and he hurriedly shook his head: "Mr. Li, it's me...... I'm the one who bothered you! ”

"No, you're not wrong, you can't admit it at any time!" Mr. Li stared at him with cracked eyes, "Do you understand?" ”

Bo Ling trembled so much that he couldn't speak, his eyes turned red instantly, and his chapped lips let out a trace of gasp stupidly, and then he knelt solemnly at Mr. Li, and bowed deeply with a bend of his waist.

The slam on his forehead in the snow muffled the sound.

"Good!" Mr. Li suddenly laughed heartily, "Great! I was not wrong! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up abruptly, and with a flick of his shoulder, he broke away from the two men behind him.

I heard him straighten his waist and shout at the crowd: "Just watch! Keep your eyes open and continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb! When the day of slaughter is to be slaughtered, I will open the prison door by myself, and I will definitely not be in the company of animals! ”

Everyone didn't have time to let out that exclamation, but Mr. Li turned around and quickened his pace, and plunged straight into the fire.

The whole process did not have the slightest hesitation, and the fire engulfed the figure in a flash.

There was no life at all in the night, and for a while it was so quiet that only the sound of grease sagging could be heard.

The flames burned even harder.

The whole city watched this scene, and there were mixed tastes at the center of it, and there were probably not a few people who admired it.

Ao Fei got up from the edge of the charcoal fire, although he had an expression of watching a play on his face, he tried his best to hide his emotions patiently.

Above his head was the cliff that finally withdrew his gaze from Ming Mo's body, and the pain of karmic fire, he naturally knew better than everyone else.

Bo Ling's cry swept through the sky at great speed.

The snow on the treetops was startled and fell down.

Time is like a frozen hard staircase, climbing up step by step, exhausting the strength of the whole body.

No one spoke on the watchtower, everyone knew that thousands of ears were waiting below.

A glimmer of fire flashed in the distant direction, like a signal.

It's time to speed up the progress, Ao Xiang raised his hand and slapped his hands twice: "It seems that you have set up such a big stage, but you have done enough drama for people...... That's pretty good! ”

Wangshu was choked on the side, and slapped the railing in front of him: "It's all good!" This person secretly hides and secretly disrupts the party, and now he has cut himself! This kind of self-judgment of not daring to confess sins, and turning away from the doctrine, is simply a coward! ”

"Shut up!"

The crowd had already resounded and was scolded back by Bo Ling's voice.

I saw that his eyes were wide with anger, but there was an expression of crying and laughing on his face: "I am a person who worships the birth, according to the teachings, even if it is an ordinary person, only the religious department has the right to pronounce whether I am guilty or not!" You set up a private execution ground today, bypassed the verdict, and forced Mr. Li to death, you violated the dogma, can you be guilty? ”

As soon as the words fell, a deafening noise sounded in front of the watchtower, and the criticism was like a bed bug that was robbed, and it directly pounced on Wangshu's face.

Atsuko looked down through the railing, sweat was almost wetting his entire back, and he trembled and leaned over to Wangshu: "My lord, it's not good!" ”

For a while, the solemn night seemed to have turned into a noisy vegetable field, and Ming Mo was in it, squinting at the surroundings and arguing about their respective issues.

It can be seen that these people are stupid things, and they will be led away by others after a few words, and they can be pushed back to the same place after a few more words.

She desperately wanted to meet Shang Boling's eyes, just as she thought in her heart, whether the prisoner who knelt on the stage tonight was still the person she knew.

Integrity, kindness, helpfulness, trustworthiness.

Even if everyone in the world became enemies, he would never be able to.