Another day passed, and there was only one last day left before the time to go to the "sheep cutting platform", and Yang Yun, who was locked in the hut, still didn't come up with a way to get out.

Probably thinking that this was the last day of Yang Yun's life, Si Quan was extra kind and agreed to let Yang Yun walk around in the mountains.

After being closed in the house for two days, Yang Yun felt that the air outside was exceptionally fresh, and Yang Yun was walking around in this small village. Looking at the large group of people following behind, Yang Yun knew that it was impossible to get out at this time, even if he could get rid of the soldiers who followed behind, he would not be able to walk down this low mountain.

The people in this small village are different from the people of Dafu, and laughter and laughter reach Yang Yun'er from time to time. There is not the slightest pressure on their faces, and they are also working in the fields, and they are more like enjoying the pleasure of labor.

Yang Yun also deliberately walked next to these working people, but he could clearly feel that he was very unpopular. The people either looked at him as if he didn't exist, and even if they walked by face-to-face, they were calm and unwilling to pay attention to Yang Yun.

Sometimes Yang Yun met some old people and peasant women, and took the initiative to communicate with them, but he always put a hot face on his cold buttocks, which made Yang Yun feel very embarrassed.

Yang Yun, who has lived in two lives, can feel that the people here are indifferent to him, not because he is a stranger, but because he has an inexplicable resentment towards himself, so Yang Yun feels very helpless, he and they have never been alive, how can he offend them?

Yang Yun stood on a high place and looked at this village, and found that there was something strange about this small village on the mountainside, the houses in this village did not seem to be built casually, according to the way these houses were arranged, it was like a formation of the army.

And the house in the middle of the back, in this formation, has an extremely unique external role, if this house is used as a command post, it can quickly mobilize the people in the surrounding houses, and if there are people in this house, they will definitely be surrounded by the people in the surrounding houses.

If you don't stand at the highest place behind this village and have some understanding of the art of war, ordinary people will not be able to see the mystery in this village.

This discovery aroused Yang Yun's curiosity, and he decided to get closer to that special house, wanting to see who lived in this house.

Yang Yun walked all the way, and soon came to the door of this small courtyard, wanting to walk in to see the situation inside, but was blocked by the soldiers standing at the gate of the small courtyard.

"This is a forbidden place, and no idle people are allowed to enter." The guard at the door stopped Yang Yun with a serious face.

"The old fairy has an order, all the people who come are guests, since they are all here, let him in!" Yang Yun was about to turn around and leave, when a voice suddenly came from inside.

Hearing this voice, the guards at the door immediately made way for Yang Yun to walk into the small courtyard, while the servants and maids who had been following Yang Yun stood far away from the door and did not follow up.

It seems that the owner of this place has a very high status here, and Yang Yun decided to find the owner of this house to see if he can get his help and save his life. Even if you can't do it, try to find out why the people here hate you, and why Si Quan has to let himself go to the "sheep cutting platform".

This small courtyard is not large, there are only houses among the trees, but it is very exquisitely built, and it is obvious that the people who built this small courtyard have spent a lot of effort.

There was a gazebo in the middle of the bowel where four people were sitting together. Driven by curiosity, Yang Yun walked towards the pavilion.

There were four people sitting in the pavilion, four white-haired old men, looking at the age of these four people, the youngest was about seventy, and one old man in a yellow robe was the oldest, at least eighty years old.

But the old man was in good spirits, and although his hair was all white, his face was still ruddy. At this time, the old man was playing chess with another old man, because the four old men were all in the chess game, so when Yang Yun approached, no one paid attention to him.

Yang Yun didn't care, came to the pavilion, and looked at the chess game in progress, before coming to this world, Yang Yun had never learned Go. But the chess skills of the Thirteen Princes are good, and Yang Yun, who accepted his memory, of course also accepted his chess skills.

Looking at the chess game, the chess skills of these two people are not very high, but they are very involved in playing, and they have to think about each piece for a long time, so they play very slowly.

Yang Yun stood aside and watched the two pillars of incense for a long time, and this game of chess finally had a result, and it was the oldest old man who won.

"Haha, Lao Chen, your chess skills are getting worse and worse." The winning old man laughed like a child.

"Which of you will come in the next game?" The old man seemed to be unsatisfied, and challenged several old people around him.

"The sons and daughters all call you the old immortal, let's play chess with the immortals, of course, we can only lose." An old man next to him. Said with a smile.

"I said you, you've been patting sycophants all your life, and you're getting old, but this habit still hasn't changed." The oldest old man. looked at a few people around him and said with a smile.

"Boy, why don't you come and accompany the old man in the next game," the oldest old man looked at Yang Yun and said.

"Then I'll accompany the old fairy in the next game." Seeing the old man's invitation, Yang Yun was not polite, and sat down and prepared to start.

Yang Yun's observation ability has always been good, he saw that several other old people were very polite to the eldest old man, thinking that this old man was the leader of this group of people.

In this game, the old man took the lead in Bai, and seeing that Yang Yun was a dime boy, the old man didn't take Yang Yun in his eyes. The offensive was launched soon after the beginning, but Yang Yun was always able to deal with it calmly, and he also launched an offensive from time to time.

The old man's chess skills were obviously inferior to Yang Yun, and soon after, he was losing and retreating, and he was in a state of exhaustion.

Due to the large disparity in strength, the game ended in less than half an hour.

"You young man, you don't know how to respect the elderly." The old man put down the chess pieces in his hand and said with some hesitation.

"I guess if I deliberately let the old fairy win, you might be even more unhappy!" Yang Yun smiled faintly.

"As far as I know, you will be sent to the sheep beheading platform tomorrow, and you can still laugh today?" The old man looked at Yang Yun with a little surprise in his expression.

"I'm also afraid of death, but if I can't escape, I'm willing to choose to die calmly." Yang Yun said lightly, as if he was going to die, it was not himself.

"Yang Yuan, this guy is so hateful, he can still have such a courageous grandson." The old man glanced at Yang Yun and muttered: "It's a pity that such a bold young man will be sent to the sheep beheading platform tomorrow, who called you Yang Yuan's descendant, the world is so big, but you broke into the Poojiang Canyon again, this is fate!" ”

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, another day has passed, and today is the day when Yang Yun will be sent to the "sheep cutting platform".

A group of soldiers came early in the morning, and they walked to the top of Yang Yunxiang Mountain, and in less than half an hour, they reached the top of this mountain.

There is a small platform at the top of the peak, and there is a huge pillar standing in front of the platform, and the three big characters of "Chopping Yang Tai" are prominently written on the pillar. For a few days, Yang Yun has always thought that this is called "Sheep Cutting Platform", but now he understands that the word in the middle is Yang surnamed Yang and not a goat's sheep.

It seems that the Yang family has offended the people here badly, and this Yang platform was specially built for the Yang family.

At this time, a lot of people had gathered at this cap, including Si Quan and the group of old people he met yesterday.

The soldiers brought Yang Yun to the boulder platform, where there was a huge guillotine, and it was obvious that this smashed was the tool that was about to send Yang Yun on his way.

"The hour has come!" At this time, a voice suddenly came, and the soldiers beside him immediately moved to press Yang Yun on the guillotine.

It seems that no miracle has happened, Yang Yun sighed softly, how could God make such a big joke on himself? Since he sent himself to this world, he should let himself make some meritorious deeds before he is willing to open, and Yang Yun feels extremely unwilling to die like this.

"You let me go, I'll do it myself." Since there is no escape, then face death calmly, Yang Yun said to the soldier who pressed him beside him.

"Let him go!" Hearing Yang Yun say this, Si Quan on the side said loudly.

Yang Yun tidied up the clothes on his body, smoothed out his messy hair again, and then put aside a lot of things he was carrying.

After doing all this, Yang Yun turned around and looked at everything around him, and sighed: "Say goodbye to this world, farewell to my relatives, farewell to my brothers." After finishing speaking, Yang Yun smiled faintly and turned to lie on the guillotine.

"Executions begin!" A voice shouted, and then two men walked up, and they raised their swords high, and then slowly lowered them downward.

"Wait a minute!" At this critical moment, a voice suddenly came, calling me to be the executioner who was ready to move.

Yang Yun looked at the guillotine close to your neck, and let out a long sigh of relief, if this voice was slow for another breath, he would already be in a different place.

The voice was made by the old man who played chess with Yang Yun yesterday, and the old man's expression was obviously a little excited at this time, and he walked towards this Yang Tai tremblingly.

The old man came to the side of the stone platform and took out one of the items placed by Yang Yun.

"How can this Vermilion Bird hairpin be here with you?" I could hear that Lao Tzu's mood was very uncalm, and his voice was a little trembling.

"This is my grandmother's thing, and my grandmother passed it on to my mother, and my mother gave it to me." Yang Yun said softly.

"Who is your grandmother? Who is your mother? "Tell me quickly," the old man asked anxiously.

"My grandmother's name is Cui Ning, who was the queen of the previous dynasty, and my mother, Sima Yu, is the princess of the previous dynasty." Originally, he didn't want to call his grandmother and mother by name, but Yang Yun had an intuition that this matter might allow him to escape with his life, so he told the old man.

"You didn't lie to me?" After listening to Yang Yun's words, the old man was even more excited, and Yang Yun, who had walked a few steps, stepped forward, grabbed the placket on his chest, and said in a fighting voice.