The bustling downtown was crowded with passers-by watching the play, and there were queues of officers and soldiers on both wings to escort him.

"My life is so bitter."

does not seek to be rich and rich, but to have a worry-free life, Chen Bo, who has died once, turned out to be a death row prisoner after being resurrected.

This time, Chen Bo can be regarded as able to speak, but seeing this situation, it seems that it is useless to say anything.

"Shoot him, shoot him."

A bare-chested kid grabbed a handful of rotten vegetable leaves and threw them at the prisoner cart.

There was a lot of discussion around him, and Chen Bo said disapprovingly: "Calm down, your hairstyle can't be messed up, eh?" What about my hair? ”

I kept a rat tail braid, which is very different from the yin and yang braid in the Qing court drama, the rat tail is only the size of a palm, like sucking a toilet on the head, which is extremely ugly.

The yin and yang braids that only shaved the forehead gradually spread in the middle and late Qianlong periods, from which Chen Bo deduced that he was probably a righteous man who opposed the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty.

"Don't you want money for your food? Or are you overwhelmed? You have the ability to throw pork! Chen Bo was frequently hit in the face by eggs, and he was very unhappy.

"If you want to eat a good meal, go on the road and fulfill you."

The butcher at the intersection waved his big knife, shook off the fat intestines that were so greasy that they were dripping with oil, and pasted them on Chen Bo's face impartially.

"Phew! If you have the ability, you can order the snacks on the whole. Chen Bo, a weak scholar, was quick to speak.

"Okay, good cellar wine, enough."

The owner of the inn stood on the second floor, constantly pouring a water scoop on Chen Bo's head, and the shopkeeper who echoed it on the side was sprinkling fennel beans.

The cold ice rain slapped indiscriminately on the face, mixed with a faint fragrance of sauce, which was the taste of the precipitation of the years.

The slightly drunk Chen Bo didn't dare to squeak at all, these NPCs are like Aladdin's magic lamp, no matter what you want, you can always achieve your wishes.

The prisoner car was escorted all the way to the execution ground, and several soldiers opened the wooden cage and urged: "Hurry up, don't grind." ”

Chen Bo glanced at it and said disdainfully: "My shackles haven't been untied yet." ”

"Hey, I'm going to talk back when I'm dying, see if I don't give you some color." The irascible old brother couldn't help but say, and a dull stick hit Chen Bo's backbone.

There were more than a dozen people who were sentenced together, Chen Bo looked left and right, elbowed the strong man on the side and said, "I'm about to be cut off my head, are you afraid?" ”

The other party said righteously: "Husband, I don't want to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but I want to die on the same day and month of the same year, and I want to shed blood for Sheji, what is it." ”

"Admiration, admiration, the thought of being hung outside the noon gate to show the public later, my heart is pulling out the cold."

Chen Bo regretted that he had not started at the beginning, and he turned on the Do Not Disturb mode, unless he terminated the experience, he could only wait until the bell rang after class.

The official in charge of the Criminal Department read out the laws of the Qing Dynasty as usual, and Chen Bo knelt on the ground, waiting for the fate.

After the statement of the crime was completed, the scene ushered in a solemn silence, the eyes of the officials had been paying attention to the changes in the sky, and the token in the bamboo stick holder was shaky.

"It's noon, execution!"

"Wait, keep people under the knife!"

Looking for the source of the sound, Chen Bo turned his head to look around, only hearing his voice, but not seeing his person, there were constantly phantoms passing by in the crowd, and it seemed that he was a master of the world.

"Robbing the Dharma Field? Finally, there's some hope. With such a strong rescuer, Chen Bo straightened his waist.

couldn't help but sigh, after all, he had been angry for so long, and he wanted to vent his long-standing grievances.

"Dog officer, take your life, hahaha, call grandpa to spare you from death."

"Big brother, it's hard work, forgive the little brother for being late."

The master leaped into the execution ground, easily put down the executioner, and cut the hemp rope with the knife he carried with him.

"It's okay, the situation is urgent, evacuate quickly."

"Good!"

Taking advantage of the chaos at the scene, everyone scattered and fled.

The majesty was only three seconds, Chen Bo turned to look behind him, he was surrounded by officers and soldiers, and his sorrow and helplessness were beyond words.

"Huh? Why? Leave me here alone? Am I not in the same league as you? ”

"Who do you say is the dog officer?" The official shouted loudly, and more than a dozen red tassel guns brushed against Chen Bo's throat.

Chen Bo said in a hurry: "Dog means loyalty, saying that you are a dog official means being loyal to the king and loving the people, which is a compliment." ”

"Oh? Is it? ”

"When the hell is class over! Don't slap your face! ”

……

"Tut-tut, what are you doing? Soaking wet, it's a pity that it's not tempting at all. ”

Chen Bo tore off the sealing glue and said with a blushing face: "Laughing ghost, you don't know, I'm dying in the game." ”

Wang Xu said in disbelief: "So exaggerated? I see that your whole person is like having a sheep epilepsy, and your blood pressure has exceeded 200, so I took it upon myself to help you terminate the game. ”

"I thank Mr. Wang for his great kindness on behalf of my ancestors for the eighteenth generation, and I don't want to take this lesson a second time." Chen Bo gasped for breath, what kind of experience is this, it is clearly an anti-stress test.

"There are still 6 sessions left this semester, and the coming days will be long, let me tell you, how comfortable you slept just now." Wang Xu yawned contentedly and untied the handcuffs.

"What's wrong with this? How can I not find the mechanism? Chen Bo painted the gourd, but he didn't learn the essence.

Wang Xu explained the reason: "I didn't cuff it at all, haha, otherwise it would be inconvenient to nap, don't worry, the handcuffs are electronically timed, and they will be automatically untied after class." ”

Chen Bo looked around, the students seemed to be enjoying all this, and the smiles on their faces were brighter than the other, and they couldn't help but shudder.

"I think I'm going to send an email tonight, don't forget it." Wang Xu reminded.

Chen Bo asked: "You haven't experienced it, how to write." ”

Wang Xu shrugged his shoulders: "Ouch, make it up yourself, I haven't eaten pork, haven't you seen a pig run?" 800 words is not much, and it is easy to put things together. ”

After staying up until the end of class, Chen Bo regained his freedom, and before leaving, he saw the eye-catching theme of the experience class on the electronic screen.

"The Ten Tortures of the Manchu Dynasty, hehe, I must listen to the lectures in the future, be happy for a while, and experience the crematorium."

Chen Bo's clothes and pants were all wet, and people who didn't know thought that he had gone to participate in the Songkran Festival, and when he returned to the dormitory, the first thing he did was to take a shower.

"Hey, you've been washing for half an hour, why haven't you come out yet?" Wang Xu stood outside the door and shouted.

"Lower the fire, suppress the shock, right away."

Wang Xu raised his voice: "You've said this for the third time, Brother Bo, I want to go to the toilet." ”

"Alright, alright, I'm dressed." Chen Boyi walked out of the bathroom unsatisfied, his mind blank.

How to write his feelings, Chen Bo didn't understand, opened the document, called up the input method, and he froze in place.

If he were asked to describe the process of the experience, it would be nothing more than a greeting and scolding of vulgar words.

"Mr. Wang, how do you write your impressions?"

Wang Xu made messy bangs and replied: "Open-ended answer, just find an entry point, first put the definition and historical background in the water, there are almost 200 words here, and then talk about your own personal feelings, whether the service is not in place, and whether there is a discrepancy between it and the real historical facts."

"Finally, I will add some immature suggestions or improvement suggestions, compare ancient torture and modern criminal law, analyze the reasons, and elaborate on the beautiful blueprint of a society under the rule of law.

"! Awesome, worthy of being a noble keyboard application master. Chen Bo applauded heartily.

"Nonsense, I'm trying to make a living."