Not far away, a car appeared, a car with night incense in the palace, which is a dung truck to put it mildly.

The man who drove the carriage was dressed in an internal prison uniform, and drove the carriage this way unhurriedly.

He stopped in front of the platform, and without asking, he led the bus station and waited there.

What's to be done? Let everyone pour feces on Zhou Zhi'an? That's disgusting, right?

Many people present looked at it in puzzlement and pondered in their hearts.

As for the carriage that pours night incense, there are usually round barrels on it, and occasionally there are barrels of the shape of an oval, and this is the latter.

Zhou Zhi'an himself was confused, even if this woman wanted to vent her anger on the child, she wouldn't use such a disgusting method so exaggeratedly, right?

Mu Yingbao walked to the side of the stage and said loudly to the onlookers, as well as the civil and military officials who were beheaded; "Ladies and gentlemen, this man is a heinous and unforgivable sin, and God does not want him to live if he has been given a chance before. Since it is dead, I will also use real examples for you this time, so that you can understand a veritable word.

That is, 'the stench of 10,000 years'.

After the beast with the heart of the beast with the face is executed, his body will be put into the bucket, and then buried with the bucket. After all, it was really a bit unfortunate not to let him be in the wilderness, not even a coffin. ”

I'll go, this, that's too exaggerated, right? Hearing clearly, they were all dumbfounded, and they had never heard of such a punishment.

Moreover, it was said in front of the person who was about to be executed.

The corners of Xue Wenyu's mouth twitched, and he looked at the old man Tao beside Brother Hui, who naturally turned his head and didn't look at him.

Stinky boy, don't look at me, such an idea was all thought up by your daughter-in-law, how can I say that I used to be a character in the rivers and lakes, how could I come up with such an idea?

Brother Hui was also stunned at this time, he didn't know about letting the enemy catch lots today, let alone the matter of the incense bucket at night!

Several envoys of the Imperial Hall looked at their heads at the same time, which means, you really don't plan to take care of this matter?

Zhou Zhi'an deserves to die again, no matter how heinous he is, but he is also a member of the royal family, even if he kills him, he even puts his body in a dung bucket and buries it? Is this an insult to the Zhou royal family?

Liu Junwen, the head of the sect, was actually a little unable to sit still, and Mrs. Yipin seemed to be really too much to do this.

And, judging by her style of acting, this is not a joke, nor is it a scare and humiliation of Zhou Zhi'an, but she will really do that.

However, he really can't open this mouth, and he really can't manage this matter.

The thing that Zhou Zhi'an did ten years ago can be said to be the anger of people and gods, killing nearly 100 people, including dozens of people from the Zhou royal family. Killing him alone is indeed not enough to calm the anger of the current emperor.

"He has been removed from the imperial family, and he has nothing to do with the Zhou royal family." Liu Junwen sighed and said.

That's right, he has been removed from the royal family, and Mrs. Yipin has nothing to do with the royal family if he treats him like this.

Several sect envoys nodded, a little regretting their impulsiveness just now, how could they be moved by compassion for a damned person?

Moreover, the emperor had no intention of stopping it.

"Stinky woman, you femme fatale, you don't want to die well." Zhou Zhi'an also felt that this matter was not to scare him, so he yelled again, and his body staggered to get up and hit Mu Yingbao.

Mu Yingbao is very flexible to dodge; "You don't have a good nose, do you say that I stink, husband, is it fragrant or stinky for your wife?" She also smiled and asked the bystander, who looked a little helpless.

"My wife, naturally, is fragrant." Xue Wenyu was really a little helpless.

Before, she used to draw lots to tease Zhou Zhi'an, but he didn't think anything about it.

Now even the dung truck has come out, ahem, how can you say this? He really didn't know what words to use to describe his daughter-in-law.

Compared with what Zhou Zhi'an did, did she do too much? Not!

It's just a little, a little too much!

After a long time, he still couldn't find the right word.

"You, you dogman and woman." Zhou Zhi'an was completely out of control, and as soon as he stood up, he was kicked to the ground by Xue Wenyu again.

Mu Yingbao stretched out her hand and dragged Xue Wenyu, leaned on him affectionately, and said to Zhou Zhi'an with a smile; "We are married to Ming Media, and he carried me in a sedan chair, how can it be a dog man and a woman?"

"You, you, you." How angry Zhou Zhi'an was, the women in front of him were all smiling, so angry that he couldn't hold back the fishy breath he swallowed several times, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

If it weren't for Xue Wenyu's quick reaction, if he hugged the person beside him and quickly dodged away, the two of them would be sprayed with blood.

"Brother executioner, look, his conscience has found that he bleeds." Mu Yingbao pointed to Zhou Zhi'an, who was vomiting blood, and shouted to the executioner not far away.

She doesn't care about any occasion now, anyway, it's for her son's anger.

After this incident, someone must have said that it was too much, so say that she is good, and she doesn't care!

It's just, it seems to be affecting the person next to you, is it guilty? What doesn't exist, husband and wife are meant to share weal and woe together.

At this time, Brother Hui's little face was still tense, and he couldn't see joy or anger, but if he walked in front of him at this moment, he would find that his eyes were full of tears.

Mother is using her way to vent her anger for herself!

At this time, he was not as helpless and sad as before.

For such a punishment for the enemy, it seems to be really relieving of hatred.

left a stench for 10,000 years, not to wait for him to die and then do it, that is to do it for others to see, but when he is alive, let him know what his final fate will be.

As a result, a person's life is very easy, and when an order is given, the hand rises and falls.

However, it is the most severe and cruel thing to torture a person's heart, his spirit, in this way.

Mu Yingbao watched Zhou Zhi'an squirt blood, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and then collapsed on the ground with a dead face, knowing that it was almost time for her to achieve her goal.

She didn't find a way to make Zhou Zhian apologize to Brother Hui from the bottom of her heart, as she did in modern times, because this kind of unrepentant person would not apologize at all.

Moreover, Brother Hui doesn't need his apology.

Brother Hui lost his parents and became an orphan because of him, and this is not something that can be made up for by an apology.

"I'm sorry, it's not that I can't get along with you, it's all your own fault, it's the price you should pay." Mu Yingbao said to Zhou Zhi'an who was lying on the ground, and when she said this, she didn't smile anymore.

Zhou Zhi'an didn't respond, but Mu Yingbao knew that he heard it.

After that, he and Xue Wenyu walked towards Brother Hui's side, and someone had already got out of the chair behind Brother Hui.

When the two looked at each other, they didn't say anything, but they both understood each other's meaning.

Brother Hui stretched out his hand and took out a piece of torture slip in the bamboo tube on the table in front of him, and threw it on the ground without hesitation, a decisive and crisp word; "Chop."

Someone immediately came to the stage, straightened the person lying on the ground, removed the bamboo stick inserted in the back of his neck, and stepped aside.

The executioner, who had long been eager to try, strode forward, raised the big knife in his hand, aimed at the part that he had been optimistic about for a long time, and slashed hard.

"Son, what do you think I have?" At the moment when the executioner raised the big knife, Mu Yingbao pushed away Xue Wenyu's arm that was blocking his sight and greeted Brother Hui...... I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Marrying a Divine Doctor: The Son of the Black Belly, Can't Get Rid of It", WeChat pays attention to "Excellent Reading Literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~