Although Mrs. Xie has bad legs and feet, her shot is steady and accurate.

After the ancient book was thrown out by her, it hit the burning head of the torch accurately.

Not only did the ancient book have a large spark on it, but it was also stained with a lot of pine oil.

When the ancient book fell to the ground, there was a bang, and the flames rose three feet high.

The old dog almost went crazy when he saw that the ancient book was really on fire.

This time it not only screamed louder, but also slammed its iron head against the wall.

The walls of the dungeon were not only slammed down, but even the dust on the roof was shaken off a lot.

Mr. Qian has already opened the paper ball.

Even if he doesn't know how to learn, he is stronger than Duan Chu, and he knows all the words on the broken page.

Just glanced at it, and Mr. Qian respectfully folded the two pages of scrap paper, and carefully stuffed them into his body like a treasure.

Mrs. Xie looked at the chessboard beside Mr. Qian, and told Mr. Qian:

"Of course, if you want to cultivate a chess spirit, you must also be superb in chess, and Childe still has to continue to play chess."

"Back then, the slave family also cultivated the chess spirit, although he knew the method, but because he didn't have the talent to play chess, he was a stinky chess basket, and he didn't cultivate it in the end, otherwise he wouldn't have fallen into such a situation."

"The slave family just suffered the loss of no culture!"

"I took the cheats that can fight and kill the gods and Buddhas, but I only learned a little bit of skin!"

Mr. Qian saw that Mrs. Xie's face was full of remorse, and he was loveless, so he vaguely guessed something.

He bowed his hand to Mrs. Xie and said, "Senior, if you die, collect the body below." ”

Mrs. Xie nodded and said thank you.

The barking of dogs, as well as the movement of hitting the wall, finally alarmed the jailers and summoned Zhang Guanying.

The burning of ancient books ignited the straw.

Waiting for the jailer to extinguish the straw fire in a panic, Zhang Guanying bent down and only found half a cover.

Above are four plum blossom seal characters: the secret of the spirit.

These four plum blossom seal characters, Zhang Guanying didn't know any of them.

When he saw that the book had been reduced to ashes, only sporadic fires were scurrying around, and he threw the remaining half-page cover onto the fire.

This time, Zhang Guanying also suffered the loss of being uneducated.

If he knew these four words, swept up the ashes and kept them, and found a master of Lu Ban's bone water, he might be able to recover a lot of bytes.

But it's a pity that Zhang Guanying doesn't have this brain.

He was so angry that he ordered the jailer to pour all the ashes into the ditch and unleash his whip.

"Thief woman, you have committed a great crime, you should have sincerely repented, and begged the court to be lenient, but the thief's heart did not die, and he was not honest when he entered the dungeon, so he even set fire to the prison, and the camp beat you to death!"

Zhang Guanying scolded like this, and some jailers unlocked the cell door.

Seeing Zhang Guanying open the cell door and come in, Mrs. Xie looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"The little camp, the little official who is not in the stream, even wants to whip and insult me, but the old lady will not fulfill your wish...... Hahaha, it's a pity, I didn't die under the Duan family's ghost knife! ”

At this point, Mrs. Xie faced the wall and slammed into it.

At this moment, she was more mobile than an old dog hitting the wall with an iron head.

The walls cracked, and the entire dungeon trembled.

The small head, which did not match the figure, had been knocked into the neck cavity and returned to the underworld on the spot.

Although Mrs. Xie violated the royal law, she was also a fierce woman.

was captured by Duan Chusheng, and was picked by Ma Qianli and broke her hamstrings, she already had plans to break herself.

Before he died, he used those two pieces of cloth to bandage the wound laboriously, just to live up to the kindness of Prince Qian.

Mrs. Xie was hit headlong and died, so that Zhang Guanying, who wanted to whip her, was stunned with a whip.

Zhang Guanying felt empty in his heart.

It's like you pick up chopsticks and reach out to pick up the food, only to have the plate taken away.

Not only did he take away the plate, but he also threw you to the ground.

A jailer poked Zhang Guanying with his finger, and he came to his senses and hurriedly sent someone to inform Tie Si Prison.

……

Hearing that Mrs. Xie committed suicide, Tie Si Prison hurriedly went to find Wen Chaotian, but Wen Chaotian did not get angry.

Recently, under Xiang'er's admonition, Wen Chaotian's temper has improved a lot.

As long as it is not confessed by the imperial court, the prisoner who must be left alive will die.

At most, it is a matter of writing two more lines in the reported paperwork.

You can't punish your subordinates for this.

However, the thief woman who Duan Chu risked to capture alive didn't have time to ask, and Wen Chaotian was also a little angry.

"Don't take it as an example." He said.

Tie Si Prison understands what Wen Chaotian meant, forget it this time, if there is a prisoner who commits suicide next time, someone must stand up and take responsibility, and no one will be responsible, then you Lao Tie will come out and bear it.

Tie Si Prison asked again: "My lord, what should I do with the corpse?" ”

Wen Chaotian pinched his chin: "Let Benfu think about it, or ......"

Xiang'er suddenly spoke up and interrupted Wen Chaotian:

"This woman is very angry, she must not leave the whole corpse, she must be burned clean with a fierce fire, even if it is the remaining bone residue, it is best to smash it into powder."

Tie Si Prison looked at Wen Chaotian.

Wen Chaotian nodded and said, "Lord Tie, just do what Xiang'er said, go and do it." ”

Walking out of the Tiesi Prison where Wen Chaotian lived, he couldn't help but look back.

"Since the night when the dryad was eradicated, Lord Wen has become more and more indulgent to Miss Xiang'er, not only did he make ideas for Lord Wen, but he even dared to interrupt Lord Wen's words this time."

The old fox Tie Si Prison has a lot of eyes.

He began to think about how far the relationship between Wen Chaotian and Xiang'er had developed.

"After Master Wen lost his wife, he didn't continue the strings, nor did he go to the Qinglou Red Pavilion, seeing that he was strong and strong, not like a person with a hidden illness, so where did his yang fire go?"

Thinking of this, Tie Si Prison slapped his head.

"I should have thought of it a long time ago, Lord Wen's fire must have been sent to Miss Xiang'er!"

"In case Miss Xiang'er is pregnant with Lord Wen's child one day......"

"Hehe, as long as there is a treasure in her belly, then she will definitely be able to turn from a young girl to a wife...... Recently, I went to the makeup powder store and bought good powder! ”

"Go back and give Fan Dai to Miss Xiang'er, so that you can get through the pillow relationship of Master Wen!"

……

After receiving the orders of Tie Si Prison, Zhang Guanying began to dispose of the corpse overnight.

He and a group of friends, shouting the trumpet, moved Mrs. Xie out with their hands.

It stands to reason that Mrs. Xie is also dead, and it doesn't matter whether she fulfills her promise or not.

But Mr. Qian didn't think so.

"Zhang Guanying, can you notify my family and help her collect the body?"

This is the first time that Mr. Qian has taken the initiative to talk to Zhang Guanying recently.

And the tone is still very polite.

Zhang Guanying was flattered for a while, and hurriedly picked up the conversation: "Young Master Qian, do you have relatives with her?" ”

Mr. Qian shook his head.

"It's not a relative, it's not a friend, it's just a prisoner in the same prison, and it can be regarded as fate to meet her, seeing that she is alone, there must be no one to collect the corpse, and she can't be allowed to be in the wilderness."

Zhang Guanying did not hide the money from the eldest prince, and told the truth:

"Hehe, Mr. Qian, if you want to collect the corpse, you can't collect it, because Master Wen ordered that this demon woman must be burned clean, and I can only give you at most an urn with ashes."

Mr. Qian is not picky: "The urn is fine, and when the ashes are buried and a monument is erected, she can be regarded as having a tomb." ”

Fortunately, Xiang'er didn't say that Mrs. Xie would have been crushed and ashes scattered, otherwise Prince Qian wouldn't even be able to receive the ashes.

Zhang Guanying did not object, and several jailers looked at Qian Gongzi with blank eyes.

"Everyone, I have fulfilled my wish, when I am released from prison, I will give each person three taels of silver, and just exchange the ashes for ashes."

Several jailers immediately laughed with him, praising the magnanimity of the eldest prince.

Mrs. Xie was finally carried out again.

In the dungeon, there are only the old dogs of the Qian family and the Jiang family, and the old dog of the Qian family is patted on the chest, where the two pages of scraps are hidden, with this, the old man Qian is full of confidence.

As for the old dog, since he saw that the ancient books were burned, he was slumped and lost his energy.

……

At this time, Duan Chu was chatting with Zhu Zimo at home.

Duan Chu was very sleepy, but Zhu Zimo hadn't seen him for three days, so he didn't pull him to talk.

When he heard Duan Chu say that he killed thousands of mice with a knife alone, Zhu Zimo immediately dipped a towel in warm water and wiped Duan Chu's face vigorously.

"Didn't I take a shower just now, the smell on my body is gone, why do you still wipe it."

Zhu Zi didn't speak, he approached Yin Tang, who was staring at Duan Chu, and looked at it for a long time.

In the end, she didn't notice anything unusual, so she breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother, have you forgotten a jargon?" ”

"What's the jargon?" Duan Chu didn't understand.

"It's the old saying in your executioner's business, and it's also two taboos: if the knife doesn't look back, kill ninety-nine."

The knife does not look back, which means that after the executioner is executed, he turns his head and leaves, and does not look back at the head of the condemned prisoner who has fallen to the ground.

Killing ninety-nine, which means that the executioner's career can only kill ninety-nine people at most.

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