In that battle, whether it was Bedbug He and Qiu Meizi, they lost badly.

Under Biaozi's informant, Guo Huaiyong discovered Qiu Meizi's nest.

Autumn girls, they were almost captives in their sleep.

Damei survived because of Biaozi. And the bed bugs are stinky and hard, and they are getting closer and closer to death.

The night before killing the bed bug Ho, the executioner Lao Feng held a ceremony.

He kowtowed, his forehead touching the brick floor, and there was a thud. The apprentices kowtowed to their grandmother, their foreheads touching the blue brick floor, and there was a bang. In the light and shadow of the candle, the grandfather's face was oily and red.

They each kowtowed nine times, followed Lao Feng to stand up, and took three steps back. Lao Feng's wife ran outside, brought in a celadon bowl, and brought in a big rooster with a black crown and white hair. An apprentice placed the celadon bowl in front of the ancestral master's shrine and knelt sideways.

Lao Feng knelt in front of the ancestral master's case, pulling the head of the chicken with his left hand and the leg of the chicken with his right hand, making the neck of the chicken straight. Another apprentice picked up a willow-leaf knife from the celadon bowl and pulled it neatly on the chicken's neck.

At first there was no blood, and their hearts were pounding—the killing of chickens was bloodless, a sign of a bad execution—and later, black and red blood, with a gurgling sound, sprayed into the celadon bowl.

This kind of white-haired and black-crowned rooster has the most vigorous blood, and every time they are punished, they have to buy one of these roosters to kill. After a while, the blood ran out, and the blood was offered on the offering table, and the two junior brothers, kowtowed, hunched their waists, and retreated to the back.

The eldest apprentice and the second apprentice followed Lao Feng, stepped forward, knelt down, kowtowed three, followed Lao Feng's example, stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, dipped chicken blood from the celadon bowl, and wiped it on his face like a play.

The temperature of the chicken blood is very high, and it is so hot that the fingers itch. The blood of a rooster smeared all over both faces. The rest rubbed four red hands. At this time, the faces of several people were as red as Master Zu's.

Why is it smeared with chicken blood? In order to be consistent with Master Zu, and to let those unjust ghosts know that they are the disciples and grandchildren of Grandpa Gaotao, and when they are tortured and killed, they are not human beings at all, we are gods, and we are the law of the country.

After painting their hands and faces, several people sat quietly on their stools, waiting for orders.

When the sun is red. On the old locust trees in the courtyard, crows croaked.

In the prison of the regimental defense camp, one of the bed bugs He was crying. I have to cry once a day, crying and crying for children, and my mind is no longer normal.

After all, the apprentices were young, and after sitting for a while, their hearts began to be disturbed, and their buttocks could not sit steadily. Peeking at Lao Feng, sitting precariously, like an iron bell.

They followed Lao Feng's example, holding their breath and calming their minds. The chicken blood on our faces has dried up, hard, and our faces are like sugar-coated balls.

The apprentices carefully experienced the feeling of covering their faces with their carapace, and gradually felt in a trance in their hearts, and followed their grandmother in a trance in a deep and dark ditch. Go, go, never end.

This execution, like the last time, was more lively than catching up with the big set.

Several apprentices put the shiny iron hoop on the head of the bed bug He. It's really made in heaven, it's a miracle, it's just made by comparing the head of the bed bug, it's not loose or tight, it's just hard.

The two blood-red, fecal-covered eyes of the bed bug happened to emerge from the two holes in the iron hoop. After putting on the iron hoop, several apprentices took two steps back and tightened the cowhide rope in their hands.

Bed Bug He was still muttering: "Gentleman...... Man...... Give it a good time......"

At this time, who still has the heart to pay attention to him! Lao Feng and a few apprentices glanced at each other, and their hearts were understood, and their gods would be relieved, and they nodded slightly to each other.

A shallow smile appeared on the corner of Lao Feng's mouth, which was his habitual expression when he was working, and he was a polite executioner.

His smile is a signal to do it. The muscles on the arms of several apprentices tightened all of a sudden, and after only exerting five points of strength, they immediately relaxed—the layman couldn't see that they were loose and tight, and the cowhide rope was always straight......

The bed bug screamed, sharp and powerful, better than the wolf howl in the depths of Qinglong Mountain.

They knew that Mei Renhou liked to hear it, and the victor liked to hear the wails of the prisoners.

They secretly tightened and loosened - not to kill, but to be a master musician, making beautiful sounds.

It was the autumn equinox, the sky was blue and blue, the sunlight was shining, and the red walls and glazed tiles around were bright and shining.

Suddenly, they smelled a foul smell and immediately understood that the bed bug was already in the crotch of his pants, and he was really a bed bug.

They peeked at the stage and saw Mei Renhou's eyes wide and his face was red gold.

Those, some of them have dead faces, and some of them have big mouths like black holes. Looking at those villagers again, they all stood solemnly, and the atmosphere did not come out. A few of the timid ones have fainted.

Lao Feng exchanged glances with several apprentices, and it was another comprehension. It's time, it's almost time for the bedbug to be offended, and he can't let his stench smoke the lord and the girls. Several of the women had already covered their mouths with towels.

The women's noses are thicker than Mei Renhou's, and Mei Renhou smokes snuff so that his nose is not effective. I have to finish the work quickly, in case a gust of wind blows the smell of the bedbug He's feces into Master Mei's nose, blame it, and I can't eat it and walk away.

The bed bug He kid is probably rotten in the water, and the stench penetrates the brain, and it is definitely not a stinky method in the world.

Several of Lao Feng's apprentices really wanted to run to the side and vomit for a while, but this was absolutely not allowed.

If the executioner can't help but vomit, it will inevitably cause people on and off the stage to vomit, and the matter will be completely ruined.

It's time for this show to be over. So the master and apprentice secretly used a steady stream of strength, so that the iron hoop bit by bit smashed into the head of the bed bug He.

Seeing the bed bug He, the unlucky egg, was strangled into a waist gourd. His boy's sweat had long since dried up, and what was now flowing out was a layer of dart-like oil, fishy and smelly, not much better than the smell in the crotch of his pants.

He kid, howling with the last bit of strength, Lao Feng is used to killing people, and he feels panicked when he hears this movement.

The man who was beaten by copper cast iron couldn't survive this "tight spell", otherwise, how could even a demon like Sun Wukong, who was invulnerable and had not surrendered for 7749 days in the gossip furnace of Taishang Laojun, couldn't resist Tang Sanzang's tight spell?

In fact, the brilliance of this "tightening spell" is all in the eyes of the prisoner.

Lao Feng leaned back, leaning back, feeling the tindling of the bed bug He pass through the cowhide rope to his arm. It's a pity that a pair of rotten eyes slowly bulge out from the hole of the "Tightening Spell". It's black, it's white, and there's a hint of red.

The bulge grows bigger and bigger, like an egg slowly burrowing out of the hen's gut, drilling, drilling...... There was a poof, and then another poof, and the two eyeballs of the little insect hung on the "Tight Spell."

Lao Feng was looking forward to this result. They followed a pre-designed procedure that dragged on the process for a long, long time. A little bit of strength, carrots drill into the eyes, step by step.

At that critical moment, as soon as I slammed my efforts, I snorted and snorted. It was only at this time that Lao Feng breathed a long sigh of relief. I don't know what time it was, we were sweating profusely, and the sweat on our faces washed away the dried chicken blood, and it flowed to our necks one by one, looking like our heads were broken and bleeding.

The bed bug hasn't died yet, his life is really hard and smelly. But he had already fainted, and he was so deep that he was not far from death. His skull was shattered, and blood foam seeped out of the cracks in the broken skull.

Lao Feng heard the sound of a woman's vomiting coming from the stands. An old man, for some reason, fell headlong to the ground, and his hat rolled out a long way.

At this time, Lao Feng and several apprentices shouted in unison: "The execution is over, please check the sentence!" ”

Guo Huaiyong stood upright, raised his hand, threw his sleeves, knelt down, and said to the top: "Master Mei, the execution is over, please ask the emperor to examine the sentence!" ”

Mei Renhou coughed urgently for a while, and then said to the people on and off the stage: "You all saw it, right? He is your example!

Mei Renhou's voice was not high, but he could hear it clearly on and off the stage.

One by one, the villagers knelt on the ground as if their legs had been broken. Kowtowed one after another, and some people shouted long live my emperor, long live, long live, some shouted that the guilty ministers deserved to die, and some shouted thank you to the lord Longen, chickens and ducks screamed, and there was a lot of chaos.

Mei Renhou smiled and said, "What a mess! ”

As he was leaving, he caught a glimpse of a bed bug on the ground.

Spring is blooming, and the insects are fat, and they are rampant in broad daylight.

"Humph!" Mei Renhou stepped on it fiercely, insect feces and insect juice were all over the ground, mixed with the soil, and moistened countless inexplicable creatures.