"Boom!"

The iron cage is opened. The iron plates on the top were pulled out, and the iron bars on all sides were lowered. The cross iron frames fixed on both sides of the iron cage lost their support, and the jailers, in order to prevent instability, hurried over the moment the iron fence fell, and stood on both sides of Mrs. Fu, ready to deal with and control Mrs. Fu at any time.

The executioner tied red silk around his head, a red belt around his waist, and a red silk on the handle of his beheading knife to ward off evil spirits. The five big and three thick men were also shirtless in the cold winter, with a red flower in the red silk on his head that he didn't know where to pick it. I don't know what kind of safflower it is, but it can bloom so brightly in the winter.

Wang Chuan finished nibbling on one baked cake, and then gnawed on the second one, and when he saw the image of this executioner, he couldn't help but complain in his heart - are you a flower Cai Qing?

Old Lady Fu seemed to have accepted her fate, her head was lowered, and she had no intention of resisting. Wang Chuan finished chewing the baked cake in his hand three times and dividing five by two, so as not to be executed at that time, the scene was too bloody, which suddenly affected his appetite and made him unable to eat.

He has been on duty at the Six Doors for a long time, and he has seen a lot of bloody and disgusting scenes, and Wang Chuan has seen it no surprise, but he still avoids seeing this kind of scene when eating.

A white-haired old woman next to her was eager to try a steamed bun in her hand, which already made him a little sick to his stomach, he didn't want to really be unable to eat in the next place, and waste a good baked cake.

Everyone held their breath and waited for the crucial moment. There was silence on the execution ground. Wang Chuan's mouth and tongue still reminisced about the taste of baked cakes, and then he saw the executioner standing firmly behind Mrs. Fu, drank a large bowl of wine, sprayed it on the knife with a "poof", and took another sip on the surface of the knife, and wiped his arm hard. The blade suddenly lit up a little, shining in the sunlight.

I hope that Mrs. Fu has no habit of cleanliness, Amitabha.

Wang Chuan prayed to Mrs. Fu in his heart, and then saw the executioner raise his sword high.

The city lord of this city was so anxious that he didn't even bother to wait for the noon sun, and it was so early in the morning, the sun was not very strong, so he was going to be executed. I can't complain that the general wants to start a fire.

Hand up and knife down.

Blood spurted.

An old head rolled off in an instant.

This is a good executioner, crisp and neat, without the need to mend the knife.

Wang Chuan commented in his heart and turned to leave.

The crowd began to make noise again. As if Mrs. Fu's neck was a switch. With a sharp sword, the executioner slashed the switch and activated the person who had just fallen into a shutdown state. The officials of the execution ground left first, the jailers and guards withdrew, and the people either continued to watch with unsatisfied intentions, or dispersed while commenting, mixed with the frightened cries of children, the laughter of adults when they saw the children going out of the country, and the people holding steamed buns scattered in a hurry, scrambling to shed blood everywhere.

Wang Chuan turned his back on the crowd, and his heart was mixed for a while. He said he couldn't tell how he was feeling right now. The old woman of Fushanzhuang connived at her children and grandchildren to be evil, and she was extremely vicious, killing people at will, and almost killed herself, and now she was sentenced to death, which is also a matter of course, and the best result, but after all, there is another soul hidden in her body. And that soul was born because of itself. The strange old lady who recited the Monkey King Rulai Buddha's gate of eternal life made him upset, but it also made him recall the time when he was separated from the world, and now it is a pity that the old lady Fu who is full of evil is gone.

It's also a little sad.

No one plays monkey play anymore.

……

The barracks of the Western Liang Army were located on the edge of the city. When Wang Chuan passed, there were already soldiers waiting. Seeing Wang Chuan coming over, he said, "But Wang Chuan is fast?" ”

"It's me."

Wang Chuan replied.

The soldier said, "General Ren has already informed us. I am here to wait for the king to catch him for a long time. We are counting our troops, and Wang Zhu will wait here with me. When everyone is ready, we will go. ”

"Okay."

Wang Chuan nodded in agreement. He looked at the soldier with an excited and expectant expression, as if he was waiting on the execution ground to see the head killer, and it seemed that he did not think that he had caused them trouble, but was extremely looking forward to the coming war.

Young man, motivated, passionate about his profession, very good and promising.

When the two had finished talking, the soldier stopped talking. and Wang Chuan'an stood quietly and waited. Wang Chuan was rarely quiet, thinking that this kid was active and quiet and honest, which was really good. Noisy and noisy walked this way, sending away the Monkey King Buddha Fu Old Lady, what he needs now is quiet.

Little by little, time passed. The sun is rising higher and higher, and it is about to rise in the sky. Wang Chuan looked at the sun and smacked his lips. Wait any longer, as if my stomach that has just been fed will start calling again.

Suddenly, the soldier standing with Wang Chuan asked, "Wang Zhukuai, I have a question, I don't know whether to ask it or not?" ”

Wang Chuan waved his hand and said with a smile: "If there is anything you shouldn't ask, just ask." "Such an honest and friendly good boy should be kind to him to solve his doubts. Teachers at school used to encourage students to ask questions, and now we should follow this spirit and not discourage young people.

The soldier opened his mouth, but as if he was too embarrassed to ask, he hesitated and refused to speak. Wang Chuan was not in a hurry, just waited quietly. He was a little curious, not knowing what kind of question this kid would ask. Is it related to the capital, or is it related to the six gates, or which Jianghu matter, which Jianghu person, which case is related?

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, the soldier took a deep breath and said, "I heard that there is a widow's door in the south, and there is a long-legged widow named She Wei, who is very powerful and evil, and loves to make other women become widows like her. Is it? ”

“……”

Three of them become tigers! Throw plenty of dirt and some will be sure to stick! How did She Wei and She Nuxia's name spread to the Xiliang Army and became like this? Rumors and faxes are terrible! Wang Chuan couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Brother, where did you hear that? People are one-word doors, because of some things, they love to kick some lustful and unscrupulous men, those men are kicked and broken, don't the family become widows? Therefore, there is another saying in the rivers and lakes for the one-word door, which is called the widow's door at night, not the widow's door. ”

Wang Chuan explained, the soldier said "oh", nodded, and asked, "That dragon catcher is pursuing Widow She, I heard that Widow She likes to read Longyang's forbidden books, and she also changed her habits and frolicked with men to cater to Widow She and attract Widow She's attention." I don't know if it's true. ”

……

？？？？！！！！

"Where did you hear that?"

Wang Chuan had a black line on his head and retracted his previous opinion of this kid.