The raging fire at night burned the entire sky above the Ming mansion, and people were still sleeping, but the Ming family was disobeying the king of Hades.

After the eleven-year-old Tomorrow Qing was pushed into the secret room by her grandmother and mother, she saw the blood under the cold steel knife through the air hole, and the fire in the room to destroy all the clue evidence, everything at that moment was deeply imprinted in her mind, and it will eventually follow her for the rest of her life.

At this moment, in the mind of Bai Qingting, who was standing in the crowd at the noon gate execution ground, what appeared was the scene of being ruthlessly obliterated by the steel knife and wantonly devoured by the tongue of fire.

It wasn't until the familiar fingertips wiped away the wetness that covered her face at some point that Bai Qingting came back to her senses from that scene, and in front of her stood Bai Yaoguang, who also looked sad but couldn't hold back her crying.

Even if she is not the original owner, even if it is only her relatives who have died, but when the tragedy of the destruction of the door is reproduced in her mind, she is still uncontrollably sad, and the anger in her heart is as easy as the original owner returning to her.

Bai Qingting let go of his hands clenched into fists and smiled at Bai Yaoguang, signaling that he was fine.

On the side of the high platform, Jun Ziheng saw that the hour had come, and said to Zhong Dan: "Commander Zhong, it has arrived at three o'clock in the afternoon, and the next official has begun." ”

Zhong Dan bowed, "Lord Jun is polite, you are the supervisor appointed by His Majesty, I just came to take a look!" ”

Junzi Heng put pen to paper, threw the beheading arrow off the high platform, and said: "The time has come, behead!" ”

As soon as the official received the order, he quickly brought ten members of the Li clan to the guillotine at the front of the execution, including Li Sen and Li Lin, two fathers and sons, who knelt in the center.

From the prison of Dali Temple all the way to the noon gate, the Li clan people who have been quiet and silent like dead people, at this time to hear the ruthless beheading of the prison officer, it seems to arouse the last trace of unwillingness in their hearts, they shouted wronged, crying that they do not want to die.

Such a sharp and trembling voice, such a strong survival **, finally had a slight overlap with the scene in her mind.

Bai Qingting curled his lips, this is the truest humanity of a living person.

No one can be truly silent in the face of death.

No one.

Perhaps they have gone through the initial ineffective struggle to admit their voices, and their weak cognition has forced them to accept their fate, but when they really face death, they can no longer remain silent and peaceful.

The executioner raised the steel knife high, and the clean and sharp steel knife seemed to faintly show the crimson of the past under the scorching sun, cold and merciless.

"Drink!" Ten executioners lined up, one of them standing next to a member of the Li clan, each of them took a sip of wine and sprayed it on the steel knife, and scolded.

One drink is nothing, but the combined power of ten drinks is quite shocking.

Mo said that the people of the Li clan who were dying were also taken aback.

The ten Li clansmen on the guillotine all trembled when they heard this, their faces were shocked, and then they trembled again and again, and some of them were still thinking about words like they didn't want to die and were wronged.

Li Sen and Li Lin seemed to be calmer than the other eight, their faces looked deadly white, their mouths were tightly closed, and their bodies knelt up straight, without trembling.

In what she knows, the real Li father and son are all greedy for money and power, greedy for life and afraid of death, and they are so fearless in the face of death.

It seems that Ye Shiming did not break his promise, and he succeeded.

Her deal with him has been completed, and it will be officially closed when she accepts the results.

Bai Yaoguang grabbed Bai Qingting's arm tightly, Bai Qingting smiled and whispered, "Cousin, if you're afraid, close your eyes." ”

"Nope! I want to see it with my own eyes! Bai Yaoguang shook his head resolutely.

Bai Qingting didn't say anything more, just held Bai Yaoguang's hand, since her cousin insisted on seeing the heads of the Li family and his son fall to the ground, she was not afraid of the nightmares that she might have in the future, she had nothing to say.

After the executioner had sprinkled the severed head wine and paid his respects to the dead, they raised their steel knives on the top one after another, and before the sighs of the crowd eased, in the blink of an eye, ten executioners fell their knives at the same time, ten heads rolled off the guillotine, and ten knives spurted blood like flowing water.

The execution ground was dyed red.

Seeing this situation, the remaining Li clan people howled more and more sadly, and their cries were like evil ghosts coming out of hell, seeping into people's spleens and lungs.

Hearing such a voice, most people showed unbearable looks.

Bai Qingting stared at the blood on the ten heads, staring intently and paying full attention.

Jun Ziheng looked down from the high platform, and at the moment of beheading, he did not look at the guillotine, but inspected the ordinary people in the onlookers, and the last pair of sharp eyes were fixed on one of them.

During the execution, most of the people closed their eyes.

Some of the women covered their eyes with their hands, and some buried their heads directly in the arms of the people next to them.

The man was bold, and at that moment there were those who opened after closing their eyes, and there were also a few men who were bold enough to avoid from beginning to end, staring straight at the bloodiest scene of the beheading.

But he found a girl in the same place where he was fixed.

She had never avoided it from beginning to end, her eyes as black as black grapes, when she saw the bloodiest scene, folded and glowed, glowing with a light he had never seen before, dazzling and attracting people's hearts.

The light was so unusually abnormal that it made his heart tremble.

Is she excited?

Seeing that scene of people's heads rolling down, looking at the crimson all over the ground, she was actually excited?

Bai Yaoguang was not very bold after all, at the moment when the steel knife fell, she couldn't control herself from throwing herself into Bai Qingting's arms, until Bai Qingting patted her hand and said okay, she looked up at the human heads and the blood all over the ground.

But with a glance, she turned her head and sighed.

This is soft-hearted.

"Qingqing, let's go back."

"Okay."

Along the way, the two were relatively speechless.

Back at Baifu, Bai Qingting took Bai Yaoguang into the old garden, took a copper brazier, and took the paper that Aunt Wu had bought this morning.

The two knelt beside the brazier outside the plum flower garden, burning the paper one by one.

Ming Lou and Bai Jushan were both unjustly killed, and the cause of death made the Dali Temple cover tightly, and even the corpses after death were not allowed to be taken out by the Ming family and the Bai family for burial.

Back then, no one came out to say justice for the two families.

The Ming family was not powerful enough, and the Bai family was even more humble and low, and after there was nowhere to appeal for injustice, the two families could only go back to Zhongyuan County, Haining Prefecture to set up a mound for the two of them, in order to sue the heroes.

"Uncle, brother, today there are two enemies who have been beheaded at the noon gate to show the public." Bai Yaoguang threw the dark paper in her hand into the brazier, and the sparks jumped high, reflecting her beautiful face, "Their heads, have your uncle and brother received them?" ”

"I will definitely receive it, but the Ming family is full of ninety-seven lives, and the Bai family's cousin, aunt, and uncle have three lives, and more than 100 lives of the three Li clans are used to pay tribute to ......" Bai Qingting smiled gently, "I don't think it's enough, it's far from enough." ”

She threw the paper in the shape of a copper coin, which was more than ten times larger than a copper coin, into the fire, and the sparks that kept rising were reflected in her eyes, burning hotly, but it was not enough, compared to the fire nine years ago, this fire was far from enough.