There are people in Chang'an, what is peace.

The small county government is crowded with small people, and the little frightened wood scares the little soul.

"How can you be safe, you are guilty!" the county Cheng's eyes were like copper bells, and his face was gloomy.

The case has accumulated for more than ten days, and the Zhang family has long been dissatisfied, so it is better to close the case as soon as possible, detain the crime on the head of this ruffian, and receive the reward from the two families as soon as possible.

The kneeling boy below had withered hair, described as haggard, and his eyes were full of desolation.

His name is He Yi'an, the son of the Tang Dynasty Zhenguan for three years, but unfortunately, the dead ghost father did not bend his waist for five buckets of rice, broke his future, lost his life, and even took his own son can only cheat and drink, eat and wait for death.

Since then, He Yi'an has been determined that he will be a villain.

But now, it's dead.

How to be safe, how to settle down, the dead ghost father will be named.

He bowed down, bowed, and did not speak.

"Master, sign for him. ”

The rice paper was full of dense scribbled handwriting, He Yi'an glanced at it, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, this master really made up a good story.

Signed, drawn.

Shocked.

"How can the criminal be safe, take advantage of the kindness of the second lady of the Zhang family, rape and kill him, and his crime should be punished, ten days later, he will be beheaded by the bridge!"

There was a burst of applause outside the door, and everyone had a festive feeling that the wicked had ended.

His name is He Yi'an, the hooligan ruffian on the streets of Chang'an, the city is full of people, and only one person has been gentle to him until he dies.

"He Yi'an, how does it feel to say that you raped and killed the second miss of the Zhang family, I heard that she is as beautiful as a flower, how does it taste?"

Why sat in a daze, the second miss of the Zhang family was raped and killed, and everyone thought that he did it.

Because he would squat on the old locust tree in front of Zhang's house every day and secretly look at her, and it would take a few hours to look at her.

However, what they didn't know was that every time He Yi'an saw those coquettish women in the Qinglou, he would get hard, but when he looked at the second lady, no matter how long it was, it was soft.

Looking at the second miss of the Zhang family, it is because in the first year after the dead ghost father left, he was almost starved to death, and he was given a few meat buns by the second lady.

He still remembered that the second lady's soft little hand handed him the hot bun, and she spoke softly, like a fairy in the wind.

If he could, he would go back to the night of the accident and risk his life to protect her.

Pity.

He lay down, facing the wall, and was silent.

Time is like flowing water, and ten days have passed in a blink of an eye.

"He Yi'an, eat the severed head meal. ”

The jailer brought a large bowl and handed it to He Yi'an through the cell door.

The bowl with a big face has meat and vegetables, and it is the best meal He Yi'an has eaten in his life.

"My lord, do you have any wine?" He Yi'an looked up at the jailer.

The jailer was stunned for a moment and sighed: "Forget it, look at your poor kid, wait, I'll bring it to you." ”

After a while, the jailer returned with a small porcelain vase, and a small bowl containing a piece of raw meat.

"There is a vicious dog on the bridge, take a piece of raw meat on the road, cross the bridge early, and forget everything in this life. He Yi'an patted He Yi'an on the shoulder, "Someone will take you to the execution ground later." ”

The jailer left, and the food was still steaming.

He Yi'an opened the wine stopper, and "Gollum" poured a few sips into his mouth, choking on tears and snot.

He doesn't drink, he just gives himself a strong ride.

"Brother, brother, leave me some!" the death row inmate in the next cell began to shout again.

He An glanced at him, stuffed the wine stopper, and threw it directly to him.

"Hey, be careful, what if you break it?"

The floor is covered with stone bricks, and these small bottles shatter at the touch of a button.

He was an old wine worm, opened the wine cork, first sniffed it obsessively, and then took a small sip, smack, and his face was full of intoxication.

He Yi'an didn't care about him, the alcohol was in his stomach, and he seemed to be open-minded all of a sudden, eating and eating food.

He was full of wine and food, how could he lie on the weedy floor, if it wasn't for the death penalty, he still liked it very much, at least he didn't have to starve.

About half an hour later, two arresters walked in and walked towards He Yi'an under the leadership of the jailer.

"He Yi'an, let's go on the road. ”

He Yi'an in prison crossed Erlang's legs, and as the time of execution got closer, his heart became more and more settled.

Quickly covered his head with black gauze and led him outside.

I don't know what happened, everyone stopped, someone whispered, and after a short time, they led He Yi'an to continue walking.

"Do you want to see yourself beheaded?"

What's so nice about having your own head cut off?

Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong, and it was a female voice who spoke, a charming female voice.

The black gauze was torn off, and the strong white light made He Yi'an temporarily blind, and when he came back to his senses, a charming beauty was standing in front of him.

Crisp breasts are charming, and the face is stunning. A thin layer of black silk covered the body, and I faintly saw the jade skin inside.

He Yi'an has never seen such a charming person to the bones, she just looks at you quietly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, every inch of skin on her body seems to be seducing you, and the waves in her eyes are flowing, as if she is about to drip water.

"Poof!" the beauty covered her mouth and smiled, "Have you never seen such a beautiful person as your sister?"

"Girl, you joke, as far as I can see, you are only twenty-eight years old. "Why is it rare for Ann to learn from his dead ghost father.

"Look at the way your eyeballs are about to fall out, you can't wait to eat me raw, I'm actually over a hundred years old, and in the parlance of your world, I'm a complete old monster. ”

He Yi'an was obsessed with beauty and didn't notice the strangeness in her words.

"If I can meet a beauty like you, even if it's a monster, I admit it. ”

He Yi'an was about to say a few words, but he heard a noise not far away.

Chang'an is the place where he has lived for more than ten years, and he naturally recognizes this as Luoqiao at a glance.

Directly opposite him happened to be the execution ground, and around the execution ground, it was pitch black and full of human heads.

The bare-armed knife and axe hand pressed against the death row prisoner with black gauze over his head and his hands tied, and the man kept struggling, unable to speak, unable to move.

"Cut, cut, cut!"

The shouts and the noisy sound of gongs and drums broke through the sky, and He An looked at everything with an indifferent expression.

"It's noon, execution!"

A bright red fountain gushed out, and black gauze fell to the ground, gurgling and rolling with a head.

The cheers around him rang out like a tidal wave.

The gurgling and rolling head should have been his, but at this moment, the woman next to him used Li Daitao's stiff technique to find a substitute for herself.

He Yi'an noticed the mutilated fingers of the corpse, remembered the death row prisoner who wanted to drink, and didn't expect that it would really become a severed head wine.

"How is it, is it uncomfortable?" a gust of incense swept over people, "this world can't accommodate you, come with me, go to a wider world." ”

He Yi'an slowly withdrew his cold eyes: "You, who is it?"