After the fall, underground.

Deep and dark.

Xiaoyun sat in prison, on top of a pile of hay. It was the first time in his life that he had been imprisoned and was on the verge of death.

What a person thinks of before facing an execution, it is difficult for those who have not experienced it to imagine.

Maybe everyone thinks differently, maybe everyone has their own regrets.

Xiaoyun didn't.

Of course, it's not that he doesn't have regrets, it's that he doesn't think about those regrets.

So what was he thinking?

- He remembered that when he was a teenager, he sat under the vast starry sky, tirelessly counting the stars in the sky, listening to the sound of the wind shaking the leaves, listening to the sound of the summer cicadas chirping, listening to the sound of flowing water........

Later, under the starry sky, there were gradually more people, some good people, some bad people, some good people, and some evil people. There are Yue Huanshan, Tian Sisi, Yang Fan, Qin Ge; There are haha'er, there are Tu Jiaojiao, and there are little fairies; There are inviting the moon and the stars, small fish, and flowers; There are also Wang Dong, Guo Dalu, Yan Qi, and Lin Taiping.

He knew a lot of people, but none of them spoke, standing quietly under the stars, looking quiet and mysterious.

The last person sat down and sat next to him, this girl was Murong Jiu.

Murong Jiu didn't speak, just like the "Fossil Divine Skill" she cultivated, wooden, stone, quiet, and secluded.

Xiao Yun looked up at the starry sky and let out a long sigh, he didn't know whether to miss these people or not.

- If you are nostalgic for these people, you may not be able to meet another group of interesting people.

- It's like if Xiaoyun stays in Fugui Villa forever, he probably won't be able to meet Liu Changjie, Qiu Fengwu, and Angry Pony.

People seem to be thinking about how not to lose, and never think about what new things they will gain after losing.

People live forever in fear of loss, as if they have made a golden hoop, and they will never tire of it.

If you don't know what you'll gain after losing, why be afraid of losing?

So should you lose it?

What is to lose?

Xiaoyun didn't know why these strange thoughts suddenly popped up in his head, but he wanted to break his head, and he didn't come up with any suitable answers.

And at this time, someone came in.

In addition to delivering food, of course, the only people who came in were Gou County's order.

Gou Xian Ling walked over, stood outside the fence, first carefully admired the iron rods made of stainless steel, and then took two steps back before speaking to Xiaoyun.

"Mr. Xiaoyun, are you okay in prison?"

Xiaoyun ignored him, and continued to think about the confusing question from earlier.

Gou Xian ordered: "The shackles I borrowed from the six doors, are you still comfortable using them?" ”

Xiaoyun buried his head and still didn't speak.

Gou Xian Ling grinned and said: "Haha, you don't need to be like this, you will have a good baby in the next life, don't talk about books, live peacefully for decades, why do you have to go to the rivers and lakes?" ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yun finally raised his head, stared at him, and asked a little strangely, "Why didn't you just poison me to death?" ”

Since Gou County's order is going to be poisoned, why not directly poison it that will cause death? And to travel thousands of miles, spend a lot of money to buy a "Huali San" from the six doors to catch yourself, and ask for beheading after the autumn.

"Hahaha, I learned from Jia Huo that you seem to be a little involved with the senior brother of the Huashan faction."

Gou Xian Ling looked at Xiaoyun with a smile: "If I assassinate you and poison you, it is inevitable that I will leave some clues and be suspicious." If Huashan sends a senior brother to investigate, of course, it will be very bad. ”

"And now, I will behead you by just means, according to the law, and no one can say anything! Haha, no one would have thought that I killed you for that priceless sword! ”

After Gou Xianling finished speaking, his expression was like completing a delicate handicraft, and he had finally finished showing it to outsiders.

"Tomorrow, the fifteenth day of the seventh month, is the day you will be beheaded. Eat more today and be a full ghost! ”

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July 15, Yin, Zhongyuan.

All kinds of ghosts are gone.

It is advisable to worship ancestors and pray for blessings. Don't kill.

The autumn weather is not scorching, and the sky shines silently through the dense clouds, but the sky looks indifferent.

Early in the morning, the market entrance was already crowded with people.

There are a lot of people who know Xiaoyun, but there are not many people who want to fight for him.

No one wants to be the first bird, but everyone wants to come and see Xiaoyun on his last journey.

Familiar prisoner cars, familiar paths, familiar crowds.

The only difference is that the shackles and splints worn by Xiao Yun are all specially made, and it is said that even the head of the Seven Great Sword Sects will not be able to break it with his own strength.

Moreover, a large amount of "Huali San" was added to the meal of the prison yesterday, and Gou County Ling was very cautious, for fear that he would suddenly use his internal strength on the execution ground.

Xiaoyun was very calm, he already knew that the rice was poisonous, but he didn't care, he should eat it or eat it.

"Marches of sinners, retreat quickly!"

Standing next to the prisoner's cart was a dense crowd of arresters, squeezing all the people next to them to the side, not allowing them to come closer.

Before the prisoner car gradually moved to the execution ground, the door opened, and Xiaoyun was slowly sent to the execution ground by two officials, one left and one right, holding down his arms.

The knife of execution is bright!

The executioner was a bald man with thick arms, strong muscles, a long beard, and a pair of eyes that shone with a fierce light.

This is very much in line with the image of the executioner in people's minds, so Gou Xianling has always been very satisfied with him.

The executioner said in a rough voice: "Kneel! ”

His voice was loud, and as soon as he spoke, the noisy crowd fell silent.

He told Xiaoyun to kneel.

Everyone looked at Xiao Yun, and deep down they probably hoped that Xiao Yun would be like the characters he talked about in the book, brave and unyielding, and never bow his head!

Kneeling also means giving in.

But Xiaoyun really knelt down.

His legs were bent, his body was prostrate, and his knees were pressed tightly against the ground, like two soldering irons on the execution ground!

"Ugh."

There was a sigh from the crowd.

The moment Xiao Yun knelt down, the moment before the arrival of death, his heart felt extremely stable.

What gesture could be more disturbing, more humiliating, more insecure than it is now?

It was only at this moment that Xiaoyun really fell to the bottom of the cliff.

Next, it's time for the county order to speak.

He said the same thing he had said to the storyteller before.

"Xiaoyun, you can say goodbye to your friends and say a few more words to them. If there is anyone else willing to be your friend. ”

Xiao Er of Yuelai Inn was the first to take a step, but after taking two steps, his feet trembled and stopped as if he did not obey the call, he cried and mourned, and muttered in his mouth: "I just married my wife, I don't want to get into trouble....... I'm useless, I'm damn ......."

The scholar also wanted to come up, but in the end he hesitated for a long time, and sighed: "My mother is still waiting for me to be admitted to fame, if I offend the unscrupulous government........."

"Then if there is no one, ......"

Gou Xian Ling was about to throw the murder stick, which represented the iron law of the king, as usual, but a little girl rushed up in a hurry.

"I have something to say!"

The little girl ran out of breath, her delicate face was red by the wind, and said, "Big brother, I sneaked out of the house to see you." ”

Gou Xian Ling frowned and said loudly: "Xiao Yun is so fierce, demagoguery, until this time, this little girl is still deceived by his mask, it is really a great crime!" ”

Xiaoyun reluctantly raised his head and said to her, "Listen to your family, go back." ”

The little girl said stubbornly: "I don't, I know you are a good person." So I have to come. ”

Xiaoyun finally smiled and said, "Then you're done reading it now, so hurry up and go back." Today is windy and there is no sunshine, so it is uncomfortable to blow. ”

Tears rolled in the little girl's eyes, and she wrinkled her nose and puffed out her mouth, and said angrily and weepingly: "Why should good people be killed? I don't believe it! Why is this happening? Big Brother ....... Woowoo woo ......"

Xiaoyun wanted to raise her hand and touch her head, but found that her body was tied and she couldn't move, so she could only smile bitterly: "Just say it, you go quickly!" ”

Gou County's order is also urging: "After you finish speaking, leave quickly!" Come on, take this little girl away! Then the execution will be carried out immediately! ”

A servant rushed up and grabbed the little girl and dragged her down the field, and the little girl cried out, "I'm not leaving!" I'm not done yet, I still have a lot to say! ”

"Big brother, I still have something to say to you!"

The servants had pulled the little girl farther and farther away, and her legs were swinging desperately, but to no avail.

"Big brother, the price of mung bean cake in the pastry shop has increased again."

"Big brother, yesterday I heard that the shopkeeper of the Yuelai Inn was repenting!"

"Big brother, it turns out that there is a pair of old men and girls who play erhu in the place where you are performing, and that sister sings very well........."

She had been dragged farther and farther away, her voice hoarse, and she was gradually unable to speak.

The executioner looked at the sky, put the knife on his clothes and wiped it again.

"Big brother, there's one more thing I remember. The mysterious swordsman who tied with Xie Xiaofeng that Mr. Storyteller said, he has a name, his surname is Su, and his name is Su Weiyun! ”

“.........”

He has a name.

The surname is Su, and the name is Weiyun.

Su Weiyun!

Xiaoyun finally heard the name again!

Call.

The noise, the shouts, the shouts, the gasps, the sighs, the screams, the discussions, the complaints, the roars all stopped!

Only the torture knife was wrapped in the sound of the wind and slashed down!