Chapter 33: Shot
Law field.
Outside the huge Dharma field, the black pressure was full of human heads, and countless ordinary people in the royal capital were all padding their feet, looking at the middle of the field, wearing shackles around their necks, shackles on their hands and feet, and a death card behind their backs, Lu Xuehai, who was dressed in a white blood-stained prison robe, pointed and discussed.
It is not uncommon for officials to be taken to the court to behead and show the public, only two or three times a year, after all, not everyone dares to commit a big death and touch the bottom line of capital crimes.
Lu Xuehai took revenge on Cao Guogong, and Cao Guogong was the younger brother of the queen of Qian, and he was a relative of the emperor, and the crime of murdering the emperor's relatives was indeed very serious, enough to be sentenced to death.
In the crowd, Zhao Yuqiu, who was far away, and the middle-aged man in the short-shirted glanced at each other, nodded without a trace, and then the middle-aged man in the short-shirted quickly left the crowd and disappeared.
Qin Bowei has already sent the news, the Emperor Qiandi does not see him, and he has no intention of taking back the holy order, and the ending of Lu Xuehai's beheading cannot be changed, only the choice of robbing the Dharma Field is left.
But choosing to rob the law field does not mean that they have no brains to rush directly, for this reason, they have formulated a detailed plan and a way back, and they can do it after the executioner pulls out the death card behind Lu Xuehai.
In Qianguo, the death card on the back of every condemned prisoner before going to the execution ground is not only a sign indicating the name of the condemned prisoner, but also an extremely special magic weapon.
Its function is simply to say that it is a confinement collar, as long as the prisoner has any abnormal movement, or someone tries to rescue, it will directly make all the surrounding ten meters within a radius of a vacuum zone, and the power is so huge that even the celestial phenomenon god realm can be hated on the spot.
The key to unlock is the fire sign that the supervisor throws to the ground before the beheading, as long as the two magic weapons are close to a certain distance, they will be automatically unlocked, and then the executioner can pull out the death card and go down with a knife to complete the questioning and slashing.
Therefore, in view of this, the opportunity to rob the law field can be said to be only for that moment, and it must wait for the executioner to pull out the death card, too early or too late.
Time, little by little.
Cao Guocheng sat on the beheading platform, his expression was majestic, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he had closed his eyes to recuperate, and the soldiers around him were holding halberds, wearing strong and stubborn clothes, his body breath was cold, his face was solemn, and the air in the entire law field seemed to be frozen, which was suffocating.
Zhao Yuqiu and the others in the crowd looked more and more solemn and nervous, and their palms were full of sweat.
If you say that they are not nervous, that they are not afraid, that is absolutely false.
Robbing the Dharma Field is also a capital crime, and as long as they make a move, it means that they have no way back.
In the end, death and life all depend on the emperor's thoughts.
So regret it?
Yes.
Isn't it worth it?
There are also.
But in life, there are always things to do, even if it is to die for them.
It's not that I want to be a hero, it's just that the blood of the Chinese people is burning.
The Chinese are weak, if they are not united, how can they let the people of the Endless Realm look up to them and be afraid? How can they rise in the Endless Realm?
A race that doesn't know the word unity, even if there is an immortal saint in the clan to suppress the Quartet, is just a paper tiger, it looks scary, but in fact, it will break when it is poked, like a certain membrane.
"Bellโ"
A bell rang, and the hour had come.
The entire Dharma field was also completely quiet in an instant, and the needles could be heard.
The supervisor on the high platform, Cao Guogong himself slowly stood up, glanced around at the black oppressive crowd around the court, his eyes were cold, and his breath became more and more pressing.
Then I saw him take out a holy decree and slowly roll it out in his hand, and a majestic aura suddenly filled the surroundings, and everyone in the Dharma field immediately knelt on the ground.
Seeing the holy decree is like seeing the emperor in person, and according to the etiquette, everyone in the entire Qianguo must bow down.
After a pause for a few seconds, Cao Guogong read it in a straight voice: "Fengtian carries the emperor's edict and says, because Zhao Xuehai, the editor of the Hanlin Academy, has the grace of the saint..."
โ...โ
โ... Therefore, the decision is made, and this is admired. โ
"The hour has come, slash. โ
Cao Guogong raised his hand and threw the fire sign order in front of him to the ground of the law field, which happened to be inserted into the rock slab in front of Lu Xuehai.
A faint ray of light appeared on the fire sign order, and the death card behind Lu Xuehai also bloomed, the two rays of light fused into one, and the blood-red death word on the top of the death card suddenly faded away, and then disappeared.
One of the two big-waisted round executioners who had already been prepared raised his hand to pull out the death card behind Zhao Xuehai's back and threw it on the ground, and one of them had already raised the ghost-headed knife with a bright snow, flashing a poignant brilliance in the afterglow of the setting sun.
"Kill!"
The opportunity has arrived, and he immediately stopped hesitating anything, and Zhao Yuqiu in the crowd let out a long roar and was about to rush out.
The same was true of several other Chinese people, who were about to be killed.
But at this very moment.
A gray streamer came from far and near, in an instant, the ghost head knife in the executioner's hand shattered in response, and the executioner who fell heavily on the ghost head knife slashed into the air, and his body couldn't help but stumble.
Everyone in the Dharma Field looked at it again, and they were all shocked.
Because it's just a pebble.
"Who dares..."
Cao Guogong shouted loudly, and the aura of the Heavenly Phenomenon God Realm on his body exploded, sweeping through the entire Dharma Field, and at the same time, he raised his head sharply and looked into the distance.
Many people in the Dharma field did the same, looking at the sky in the distance.
Zhao Yuqiu and several other Chinese people in the crowd suddenly stopped, froze their bodies, and looked at the sky in amazement.
It doesn't seem to be in their plans.
Who made the shot?
They subconsciously looked up and froze.
In the distant sky.
The two figures who couldn't see their faces clearly, and they couldn't see clearly, men, women, and children, one after the other, walked unhurriedly in the void.
Meantime.
An indescribable force swept from the distant sky like a stormy wave, directly pressing everyone in the Dharma field to the point that the bones in their bodies crackled and kept making sounds, one by one, like dominoes, and they all knelt on the ground for the second time.
Only Zhao Yuqiu and other Chinese people in the crowd were not affected in the slightest and could stand there safely.
Who are these two people? Are they also here to rob the Dharma Field? Who invited them? They should be the existence of the Dragon Tribulation, right? Which of the Dragon Tribulation existents in the royal capital who is willing to take action for us Chinese people? We have obviously visited them one by one, and no one is willing to help us... Zhao Yuqiu and several other Chinese people had many thoughts flashing through their minds in an instant.
But in the next second, their faces showed disbelief, and they were all stunned.
Because Chu Yao spoke, a flat voice echoed in the sky above the Dharma field, like a heavenly majesty, shaking in all directions.
"Qianguo, if you say you kill my Chinese, you will kill my Chinese?