The wind is blowing, master. It's so cool! ”

A gust of wind quietly poured into the straw hut used by the executioner for shade, bringing rare coolness to the otherwise dull air. At this time, Wang Niugen, who was grinding the head cleaver in the grass shed, couldn't help but stretch his straight and bent body, and sighed.

"Hmm..."Hearing this, Wang Xiong, the executioner who was sitting on the side and smoking a dry cigarette, nodded in response after exhaling a puff of smoke.

"Master, in such a hot weather, do you think there will be rain for a while?" Wang Niugen grabbed the corner of his clothes, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked.

"It's not good to say this, people say that the weather in May and June is like a child's face, and it will change." Wang Xiong looked up at the sky outside and replied.

"The master is right. The weather in May and June is not uncommon with the sun and rain at the same time. However, the weather is so hot, it would be nice to cool off with a rain. Wang Niugen said and walked to the side of the water tank and scooped up a scoop of water, and drank a few sips.

"It's good to have rain, but I hope God better wait until we've finished cutting down the prisoners on the execution ground." Wang Xiong said.

"Why?" After drinking the water, Wang Niugen threw the water scoop back into the water tank with his hand, and asked curiously.

"You're stupid! It's not because it's unlucky. Hearing Wang Niugen's question, Wang Xiong immediately replied with an angry face on his face.

"You don't want to think about what we do. Which good kind of person is this person who is going to be beheaded at three o'clock in the afternoon? Either they are great evils, or they are heinous people. They must all have 'resentment' in them, so the government must use the Yang Qi at three o'clock in the afternoon to destroy them, so that they don't even have to do ghosts. And in that case, we executioners will be safe. ”

"If it is a rainy day at three o'clock in the afternoon, and the dark clouds and rain cover the sun's supreme energy, then their souls will be able to escape and become powerful ghosts, and they may resent our executioners."

"Ahh Master, what if it really happens to be a rainy day? Wang Niugen asked scaredly.

"This doesn't usually happen, but I don't dare to say that there are no special circumstances. In general, in this case, the government will first take back the death row prisoner, and then choose another date to be beheaded. After all, if you continue to behead them on a rainy day, aren't you waiting to 'let them go'? Wang Xiong slowly stood up and comforted Wang Niugen.

"Then what if the government still wants to execute those death row prisoners, what should we do?" Listening to Wang Xiong's words, although Wang Niugen slowly breathed a sigh of relief, he still said the worry in his heart.

"It's fine, you know, we all have a talisman on us to prevent that. When you're done cutting them down, you burn the talisman and burn them some more gold and silver paper money. Tell them that there is a debtor and a debtor. At this moment, Wang Xiong walked up to Wang Niugen and patted the position of the paper talisman he had hidden on his chest, and said calmly.

"Is that okay?" Wang Niugen couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"Of course, the master can still lie to you?" Wang Xiong replied without question.

"It's... Be... The master wouldn't lie to me at that time. Looking at Wang Xiong's expression, Wang Niugen didn't dare to question it anymore, and hurriedly apologized.

"Wang Xiong, your business is here." At this time, a servant came from outside the grass hut and said to Wang Xiong. I saw that there was a person behind the officer.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Xiao, I'll invite you to drink when I turn around." Hearing this, Wang Xiong immediately replied to the official with a smile on his face.

However, Wang Xiong looks fierce, and his smile is uncomfortable. Instead of making people feel his kindness, it backfired.

"Wang Xiong, I told you, you are laughing and infiltrating, so don't laugh. Come on, I've got other things to do, so let's talk. The official shuddered slightly, answered and then turned to leave.

At this time, the people who followed the officials were standing outside the grass hut in a daze, at a loss.

"Come in!" Wang Xiong said "kindly" to the visitor.

"Well... Okay..."Hearing Wang Xiong's sudden voice, the visitor replied with some surprise.

"What do you call an old man?" Wang Xiong looked at the visitor slightly, and seeing that he was dressed plainly, he slightly regretted that he was a master who could not be fattened.

"My name is Lin Shixi, how is the prince..."The person replied.

Lin Shishi's "Lord Wang" called Wang Xiong to his heart. He was an executioner, and most people usually avoided him so as not to get into bad luck. So not to mention respecting him.

Although Wang Xiong also knew that he would never have the life of the prince in his life, Lin Shishi's "prince" was the same as that noble prince, which made him feel so comfortable to listen to, and his face immediately showed a happy color.

"Come to me, and you'll know what's going on. But is there anyone in the family who has tuberculosis? (1)" Wang Xiong asked.

"Yes, my little dog is not in a good life, yes." Lin Fourteen nodded and replied.

"Then I won't ask more, human blood steamed buns, usually one or two halves, it's not easy to see you, even if you get one or two. It's all new blood baked, that is, cut and sticky, see it with your own eyes, and Tong Su is not bullied. At this moment, Wang Xiong no longer seems to be a fierce executioner, but a vendor who sells goods on the street. The rapid change made Wang Niugen, who was watching from the sidelines, look at him with admiration.

"Did you bring the steamed buns? How many? Wang Xiong didn't give Lin Shishi time to react, and hurriedly asked.

"Three..."

"Okay, give me the steamed buns, and at the same time prepare the money. One will hand over the money and the other hand over the steamed buns. Wang Xiong said briskly.

"Lord Wang, there are patients at home, and I have been taking medicine all this time, and the cost is too great, you see, can this be cheaper for me?" Lin Shishi didn't dare to be a good Wang Xiong, and lowered his head and looked at his toes to bargain.

"You know, I'm the real price of my own market. The three steamed buns you want are only three heads, otherwise the effect will be greatly reduced. After these three people eat the blood steamed buns, your family's illness will be cured. You can't save this money! Wang Xiong persuaded.

"I'm not afraid of the prince's jokes, I can afford to pay for it, I definitely don't dare to bargain with you, I'm really poor!" Lin Shishi said in a low voice, it seemed that he was not bargaining with Wang Xiong, but talking to himself.

"Well, looking at what you're wearing, I know you're not easy. In this case, I will make an exception to lower it for you. Two, two, five, this time there is no less. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to help you. Wang Xiong looked at Lin Shishi again, looked at the few patches that appeared on his clothes, and said with a "sad" expression.

"Okay, okay, thank you Lord Wang..."Hearing this, Lin Shishi hurriedly nodded at Wang Xiong and said in gratitude.

"Wang Xiong... It's almost time, hurry up to the execution ground and prepare..."

Note (1): It is nonsense to treat tuberculosis with human blood steamed buns, but there are always quacks who disagree.

(2): Please give a point if you have a ticket, what? Don't give? Then don't give it! Anyway, the ticket is yours, not mine, it's mine, I'll give it.

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