On this day, Wang Po was about to be executed, and Liang Wenzhen couldn't help but go to watch.

Liang Wenzhen, as a person in the civilized era of the 21st century, naturally scoffed at the tragic punishments of ancient times, but this princess is full of evil and extremely hateful, and it is also a very happy thing to see her die tragically under the knife in person.

Before the execution, she saw Wang Po sitting in a prisoner car, desperately leaning on a wooden stake, and letting the people around her throw all kinds of cheap vegetables and rotten eggs at her.

The crowd was densely packed, weaving the whole street into a dense paving pattern, and the escorting officials opened the way with knives and guns, and Wu Song followed behind with a flail, to see how the wicked woman died tragically.

Liang Wenzhen, along with his neighbors, slowly moved through the crowd. The voices are boiling, and all kinds of voices are mixed together, and they are all indistinguishable. I could only vaguely hear the shouts of the crowd: "The wicked woman and the princess, tempting **, instigating poisoning, and resisting her life with her life." The wicked woman and the princess, seducing **, instigating poisoning, and resisting her life with her life. The wicked woman and the princess, seducing **, instigating poisoning, and resisting her life with her life. ”

I don't know how long it took for everyone to surround this wicked woman and arrive at the execution ground, which is in the heart of Dongping City.

A half-man-high wooden fence enclosed it, and the officials guarded it around. On the execution table, a pot of fire was lit, the flames rose, and the blue tongue of fire licked uncontrollably, revealing a trace of gloom in broad daylight.

Everyone stood still outside the wooden fence, all looking eagerly, and by this time, many people had already returned. The people who came to open were all big men, some bold women, pulled their husbands' sleeves, followed behind, looked at them for a while, avoided them for a while, and looked very funny.

Liang Wenzhen stood still, facing Wang Po's position. The old woman's cold eyes shot a desperate gaze, and Liang Wenzhen shivered.

Liang Wenzhen suddenly felt the fear of death in a life, and despair was born from that boundless fear, and he was silent in despair. turned that silence into coldness in his eyes. -- How could she not understand that other people's lives are also lives, and others are afraid of death? Now it can be regarded as evil and evil is rewarded.

The crowd still shouted: "The wicked woman and the princess, tempting people, instigating poisoning, and resisting their lives with their lives." The wicked woman and the princess, seducing **, instigating poisoning, and resisting her life with her life. The wicked woman and the princess, seducing **, instigating poisoning, and resisting her life with her life. But it was getting worse and worse, and it was darkened one by one.

Liang Wenzhen vaguely heard the muttering discussions of the people around him-"Yo, this old woman is really hateful." It is said that she designed to murder a pretty lady and failed to commit adultery with others, and even instigated poisoning. "You don't know, this old woman is very cunning, if it weren't for the deceased's younger brother but the tiger hero who is not afraid of heaven and earth, I am afraid that she will be allowed to get away with it." "Alas, an old woman, why is this trouble? Isn't it good to enjoy old age in peace? So many things. ”

Under the order of the prisoner, I saw the snow-white blade, cutting through the thin prison clothes, and deeply piercing the body of the princess, screaming miserably, and the blood gushed like a pillar.

Liang Wenzhen couldn't bear to look at it directly. He put his hand on his forehead, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and his mind went blank.

The screams of the onlookers were heard all around, and some fainted in the screams and were taken away by their peers or those around them; Someone couldn't stand it and walked away.

All the hustle and bustle turned into silence the moment I witnessed it. Liang Wenzhen silently left the execution ground, and his heart seemed to be blocked by something. He wondered whether the mood of the executioner at the moment was the pleasure of killing or the indescribable worry.

There was a bright red on the horizon, as red as blood, an indescribable poignant. Liang Wenzhen stood still in the middle of the street, looked at the sky, and felt that the sky of a thousand years ago seemed to be no different from that thousand years later.

Generations of people are different. But generation after generation of humanity is so cool. Liang Wenzhen thought that human nature, good and evil, after all, are two-sided, from the last look of Wang Po, he seemed to see her ruthless, scheming surface, under the unknown side.

There are two flowers, one on each branch. Let's say that after Pan Jinlian entered the workshop, Liang Wenzhen thought that she had experienced too many injustices recently, and she was in a trance, and she always felt uneasy in her heart.

At this time, he was in the basement alone to learn kung fu, mainly for the dance steps of Cha Cha Dance, with the fragments in his memory, slowly pieced together, the steps also followed the movement of his thoughts, and his hand couldn't help but punch weakly on the wooden stake next to him.

Suddenly, Liang Wenzhen's hand hurt, and when he looked closely, a deep hole was poked out on the back of his hand, and blood seeped out. It turned out that he accidentally hit the end of a horizontal log on the wooden stake, and that end happened to be a little sharp.

Liang Wenzhen took a sip and went out to find medicine to bandage. was already upset, and something so unpleasant happened, Liang Wenzhen went out of the door and wanted to go to the teaching workshop to see Pan Jinlian.

When I went to the workshop, an old woman immediately greeted me and said, "Yo, isn't this the famous Liang Daguan?" Admiration and admiration, you are here to find the Golden Lotus Lady, right? ”

At that time, Liang Wenzhen took Wu Song's three moves, and ordered Pan Jinlian to reduce his sentence with his incorruptible tongue, which had already been rumored to be a beautiful talk in Yanggu County. But when Liang Wenzhen heard someone say this, he was embarrassed and stood up.

"Don't be embarrassed, this ancient hero cherishes beauty, you can follow me." The old mother led Liang Wenzhen inside. Along the way, the musicians blow and stroke, the silk and bamboo orchestras are endless, and there are more people to lead, or sing or whisper, many wonderful sounds are mixed, but it is annoying.

"Alas, this Golden Lotus Lady, born, that's called a charm." The old mother took the initiative to talk to Liang Wenzhen, "All the musicians want to teach her, and they want to make a sign of both color and art, but she is silent, her expression is sluggish, and even the food is forced to be fed by Yahuan." ”

When Liang Wenzhen heard this, he was overjoyed and smiled. After listening to the second half, his face sank and he sighed. After being silent for a long time, he said: "A good woman from a good family, she was calculated and tarnished her reputation. lost her husband again, and was charged with killing her husband. Although he was finally punished as a suspect, he was also wronged and lost his freedom. ”

Liang Wenzhen didn't feel grief when he spoke, and his face sank as if it were cloudy. The old mother didn't want to say anything, but she couldn't help sighing and said, "Alas, the red face is thin, and the sky has no eyes!" ”

As she spoke, she arrived at Pan Jinlian's room, and the old mother stepped forward and knocked on the door. Knock knock, no sound. The old mother smiled awkwardly, looked at Liang Wenzhen, and continued to knock on the door. Liang Wenzhen smiled back, but his heart was eager.

There was a knock and another silence. The old mother was in a hurry, slapped the door, and patted and said: "Golden Lotus Lady, Golden Lotus Lady." "There was no one in the room, and there was no reaction.

The old mother is in a hurry, and Liang Wenzhen is even more worried. Liang Wenzhen was in a hurry and walked around the door a few times, but the old mother shouted: "Someone's coming, someone's coming." ”

Liang Wenzhen didn't care so much, his heart was horizontal, and he broke in. The scene in front of him made him heartbroken and painful.

I saw a woman hanging on the main beam in the room, and she was no longer moving.

said that it was too late, it was fast, Liang Wenzhen flew up and jumped up, grabbed the white silk with his left hand, and hugged Pan Jinlian with his right hand and rushed up. Unexpectedly, at this time, the white silk couldn't bear it, and it squeaked off, Liang Wenzhen hugged Pan Jinlian, fell to the ground, and cushioned himself.

At the moment of falling to the ground, the musicians who heard the sound at the door were all stunned and at a loss.

The old mother was still alert, called someone to ask for a doctor, and immediately came up and helped Pan Jinlian to lie down, but used her right index finger to feel Pan Jinlian's breath. This temptation frightened her to the point that she was out of breath.

The old mother paused, calmed down, and went to touch Pan Jinlian's pulse, but she couldn't feel it. At this time, the old mother was completely stunned and sat down.

Liang Wenzhen had already gotten up, watched from the side, and when he saw the old mother's expression, he immediately knew what was going on. My heart was tight, I couldn't care about the number of people, and my tears fell down, and I couldn't stop it.

After all the hard work, it was in vain, Pan Jinlian was going to die, and she was going to die after all. Liang Wenzhen realized how absurd and ridiculous his painstaking solitude and desperate gamble were.

Liang Wenzhen sneered and sat down on the ground.

Find out what happened next, and listen to the next breakdown.

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