Chapter 161: Digging Graves and Stealing Corpses

|||--Qinghe was even more frightened when he heard this: "Yes, I almost forgot, there are many organs in the courtyard!" ”

Before retreating, the danger suddenly appeared, as if it reappeared yesterday: countless arrows shot out of the air, like a bamboo. In a hurry, he hurriedly lucked the dantian, cast the "Puxia Dew Flying Frost", pointed to the ground with his left foot, rose in the air, fell on a peach tree in the courtyard, and then flew on a green bamboo, several ups and downs, and then took off and jumped out of the courtyard wall.

As soon as his toes hit the ground, he rushed to the ground, and finally escaped death with great effort. Calm down, judge the direction, and know that this place is Asan again.

Locked up twice, in the same place, thinking about it, although it is not clear, but it is extremely hateful: "Flying dragon in the sky"! It's too much of a deception! How have I sinned against you? ”

Ignoring the hatred of the heavens and the earth, he was panicked like a frightened bird, and fled half a mile away. Suddenly, I saw the T-shaped street in front of me, and there was a tide of people.

From a distance, there are hundreds of people, clustered into a semicircle, as if they are watching something lively.

But she was frightened, afraid of being discovered, so she hurriedly hid in a dark corner and crouched on the ground. forcibly suppressed the breath, and really couldn't guess in his heart: "What are these people watching, why are they so attentive and enthusiastic?" ”

Piercing the courage and secretly glancing, those people were all facing away from her, their necks stretched out like a flock of chickens and ducks, pinched by invisible hands, and pulled upward. Hundreds of pairs of attentive eyes, staring at their prey, must not blink.

She was scared in her heart, and she didn't dare to show her head again, so she waited patiently, waited for a long time, and suddenly heard a person give an order: "Release!" ”

I heard the sound of "bang" several times, as if a heavy object fell and was lifted again. I also listened to countless people's "sighs". Finally, there was another "boom", and the crowd that had gathered together dispersed.

Qinghe still didn't dare to show his face, but he just listened attentively, but he whispered and talked about it. Some are colorful, some are content, some are indignant, and some are uneasy:

"I really can't imagine that the invincible little county king will end up like this!"

"Framing Zhongliang, killing the king, and rewarding him with a whole corpse is already an extrajudicial favor, what else do you want?"

"Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not leaky! If you do a lot of evil on weekdays, the result will inevitably be difficult to return! ”

"Who is King Jia? Killing his own son, how can he give up? ”

"Jiawang Ni Bodhisattva crossing the river is difficult to protect himself, how can he have the heart to take revenge!"

"To put it lightly, King Jia has been in power for forty years, with deep roots, countless party henchmen, and a huge old family behind him, where is it so easy to eradicate?"

"A plucked phoenix is not as good as a chicken! King Jia has been stripped of his power, can he still defy the sky? ”

"It doesn't matter if he is evil in the east wind or in the west wind, and the meat eaters are fighting for power, what does it have to do with me?"

The opinions were so lively, and finally the song was dispersed.

Qinghe was frightened

frightened, hid for a long time, and made sure that there was no one watching at the intersection, so he dared to quietly walk out of the dark corner.

At this time, I can finally look at the end of the T-junction, and I can't help but feel creepy.

When the sun set, the shocking thing was actually a gallows! A tall iron platform with long iron pillars erected on both sides, connected to the crossbeam, on which the noose is placed.

With a little imagination, Qinghe had already guessed the situation: the prisoner was standing on the iron platform, the noose was put on it, the executioner touched the lever mechanism, the iron platform was instantly emptied, and the prisoner could not help himself, fell freely, and the tight rope was suddenly straightened. The prisoner suffered a fractured cervical vertebra and died instantly.

Qinghe knew that strangling Zhuo Xing was really happy, but seeing such a killing machine, he still couldn't control his fear, and he couldn't help but tremble. He was full of surprise again: "Didn't the ancient executions always take place at noon?" Why did Zhuo Xing be executed in the evening? ”

was too frightened, and felt even more incredible: "The hanging is so terrifying, so many people rush to it!" ”

Fortunately, I remembered Ah Long, fortunately, I remembered the slingshot, decisively left the horror, and rushed to the tea mountain.

Now, she knows very well: "Although Zhuo Xing is dead, King Jia has not been removed, if he comes back, there will be endless troubles." Nowadays, the tea shop is not safe, and the edge city is not peaceful. You must quickly find the slingshot and rush to the road to Nanyu. ”

Thinking of the road ahead, I feel that there are many difficulties and dangers: double poison in my body, hunger. When the cold poison attacks at night, it doesn't turn into frozen bones? If you encounter a wild beast again, will you not be buried in the belly of a wolf?

Thinking about it and weighing the pros and cons: "Even so, I still can't look for jade anymore, and I can't even affect my confidant." Moreover, I was called a "little lady", and I had to be cautious everywhere like a guilty person. ”

The thought of being penniless is really depressing. Although he has to take care of Yuqing, he has worked hard as an apprentice. How can it be mixed in ancient times, and the productive forces are decaying. How to return to your hometown when you are poor?

That's going through Shu and Wu, walking Gui to Yu, three thousand miles of dust and soil, thirty days and nights of clouds and moons, food, clothing, housing and transportation, how to solve it? After thinking about it, I gave birth to a hope: I just hope to be lucky enough to join the beggar gang.

Thinking about it carefully, he stomped his feet and beat his chest, regretting: "Bai has a modern brain, but it is not as good as an ancient straw bale." Just run all the way, and forget the life-saving silver tael in the dungeon. ”

That's it! As the saying goes: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge." Now I only have: "There is a road today, and tomorrow will be sorrowful, and tomorrow will be sorrowful."

Even so, I only felt that it was full of dangers, and I didn't dare to take Yangguan Avenue and pick the inaccessible sheep intestine path.

Running to the foot of Chashan Mountain, she suddenly heard another sound in front of her, she was frightened, she didn't dare to step forward anymore, and hurriedly crouched behind a clump of green bamboos.

Through the mottled bamboo shadows, I saw dozens of people swaying under the slope. One of them, the most tall and mighty, stands out from the crowd, and is the first to be imprinted. Take a closer look, but

It's Lingchun.

Ling Chun stood with his hands in his hands, not angry and arrogant. Qinghe saw it, and couldn't help but be in awe, only to feel full of admiration: "No wonder he has won the trust of "Flying Dragon in the Sky", he is indeed a tricky person, and he is born with a majesty and inviolability. ”

Ming Xia had something to do, stood aside, and replied in a low voice: "Prisoner Zhuo Xing, he has already experienced the right body, and he will be hanged, and he will definitely die." ”

After seeing Ming Xia, Qinghe suddenly remembered his stinky feet, and a sneeze almost came out. He was even more puzzled: "Didn't Ming Xia also get promoted by Zhuo Yun and become the commander of the Western Guard Forbidden Army?" How did you get beaten back to your original shape? Changing into a headcatcher outfit? ”

Forcibly endure and hold back the sneeze. With the last ray of heavenly light, looking at the eyes of Ling Chun and Ming Xia, there was indeed a coffin with an open lid on the ground, and there seemed to be a person lying inside, although he couldn't see clearly, but he was motionless, and it was estimated that it was Zhuo Xing.

Ling Chun nodded, and then carefully inspected, and then instructed the two people beside him: "In this case, the prisoner can be handed over to the family, and you can dispose of it yourself." ”

I don't know why, as soon as these words came out, Qinghe only felt that Ming Xia was pardoned, and his face was happy.

Hearing Lingchun's words, two people walked out of the field, but they were Le Tian and Le Du. The two instructed their men to put the coffin into a pre-dug pit and quickly cover up the floating soil.

"Shuangle" commanded and whispered: "Now that the war is tight, the horse master is in front of the enemy, so the princess sent the two of us to deal with the aftermath." According to the convention, if you commit this mortal crime, you naturally cannot be buried in the ancestral tomb. Fortunately, this place is far away from the ancestral tomb, and under the nine springs, there are also ancestors to take care of. When the horse master comes back, I can also explain it later. ”

Ling Chun saw that the soil was buried and made into a simple grave bag, so he signaled to go home.

Ming Xia was relieved, and he was not slacking off, and with a wave of his hand, he led everyone to retreat with Ling Chun.

There were only Letian and Ledu left on the field, and the two of them had a lot of trouble, put incense, candles, paper horses, chanted words in their mouths, and began to burn memorials.

Qinghe still didn't dare to move a little, just hoping that the two of them would leave quickly, and they would be on the road themselves. However, the two of them grinded and faltered, as if they were guarding against the load, and they seemed to be waiting for something.

Qinghe was so puzzled and anxious, so he heard Le Tian's very low voice say: "Lingchun has gone far, and there should be no big problem now." ”

Le Du nodded again and again, rubbed his lips into a whistle, and puffed out his cheeks. When he boarded, the whistle sounded, and it was extremely sharp.

With the sound of whistles, the bamboo moved from the sound, and the three big men jumped out in an instant.

By the moonlight, Qinghe looked closely, and almost fell to the ground in fright: the person who came was none other than the "Emei Three Phases"!

Relying on his little guts, he looked at it again, and he was even more frightened and stunned: But when I saw five people, each holding a sharp blade, I struggled to dig the grave!

But in an instant, the sky was filled with dust and smoke. In just a moment, a hole in the ground appeared.