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Zhang Xiao was shocked in his heart, but he was not an impulsive person. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't immediately shout in panic, but calmly observed and pondered the reasons for the current situation.

Soon, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he found that he couldn't even move...... No, that's not an appropriate one, it should be said that he found himself just an immersive bystander.

He has the five senses of this body, he can feel the heat of the weather, the sweat on his forehead mixed with the soreness of the liquid of rotten eggs seeping into the corners of his eyes, the heat of his hemp rope binding hands, and the injuries of his shoulders, waist and abdomen. It's just that he can't even move a little finger.

However, this body is capable of moving.

Zhang Xiao only felt that his mouth was open, his vocal cords vibrate, and a hoarse but extremely transparent voice sounded, just by listening, he could feel the righteousness of the speaker.

"So-and-so, not guilty."

Three words, calm and indifferent, without the slightest resentment, full of fearlessness.

Zhang Xiao understood that it was the guillotine who spoke, and he attached himself to the guillotine for some reason.

And the name Zhao Feizhuang, he doesn't have the slightest impression, could it be that this person is not famous? Or maybe what's the mystery of the name?

"Hmph, rebel against the villain, and you don't know your sin when you die?" The sharp voice on the case was full of disdain, and just as the guillotine ghost looked at it, Zhang Xiao only felt that he saw a roe deer's face.

He thought, this is probably the impression of the guillotine on this official.

"Rebellion?" Listening, the severed head ghost spoke again, "I am after Yao Shun, the descendants of the Qin and Han dynasties, the people of the Tang and Song dynasties, gave birth to the land of China, such as a home room, why lie in Diyi?" Where is the rebellion? ”

Zhang Xiao listened to Wei Leng, which completely denied the legitimacy of the Qing Dynasty. The decapitated ghost did not even mention the yuan, but it was included in the "Di Yi", obviously thinking that Huaxia is the world of the Han people, and other foreign races are just stealing, he was born and grew up in Si, this is his home, he is the master here, so why should the master bow to Di Yi of the magpie's nest dove, and where did he come from.

That official is not unlearned, but at this time, he wishes that he is a fool, because he understands it, and his face turns pale when he hears it, and he can only shout again and again: "Bold!!" Daring!! Myths confuse the public!! ”

In the Qing Dynasty, the Manchus were the most taboo for the Han people to question their legitimacy, so the literary prison prevailed, and even "Qingfeng is illiterate, what is the problem of turning books." "All of them will be killed; Even the "Banggi Thousands of Miles, Weimin Stop" in the Book of Poetry must be killed; It can be seen that the weight of the murderous nature of the Manchurians, the depth of the taboo, and the cowardice of the dark and timid; This is still an attachment that has no such intention, as the guillotine said so frankly and clearly at this time, so how can it be done by killing a head?

He, the prison officer, even has the possibility of being connected, and everyone present is in danger of being connected.

In the final analysis, the Manchus are still afraid that the Han people will understand the truth and unite to resist, and they also know that this world is the world of the Han people after all, so they must use the fear of killing people to suppress the wisdom of the people, and they must extinguish any signs as soon as possible.

The people in Sijiu City are still much more knowledgeable, and after the severed ghost finished speaking, there was a little silence, but when the official's face turned pale and he began to shout, there were also bursts of shouts in the crowd.

"Sinners!"

"Kill him!!"

"Cut off his head!!"

"Quick, scrape him!"

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It's a pity that the words of the decapitated ghost are useless after all, these onlookers have long been without the slightest Han style, and they are even more afraid than the official, and they can't wait to come up and execute in person, and cut off the head of this death row prisoner who "bewitches the public".

The guillotine looked at the onlookers, and Zhang Xiao also saw the hideous-looking, ugly rat-tailed onlookers, the walking dead with red faces, hoarseness, and complete numbness and fear.

"The soul of the country is hidden in blood, the people are numb, when the blood is ......" Zhang Xiao sighed lightly when he heard the decapitated ghost, closed his eyes and whispered, "I want to bleed, start with myself, and live up to this life." ”

At this time, the official didn't care about suppressing the arrogance of the guillotine ghost, and he couldn't care about the noise of the people around him, he just wanted to finish the matter quickly, leave the place of right and wrong as soon as possible, and find a way to cover up this matter and hide it as soon as possible, and the sweat on his anxious head came out.

"Quick, execution, execution!"

Because the decapitated ghost had his eyes closed, Zhang Xiao didn't know if the official had dropped an arrow or something like in the movie...... But, anyway, there will definitely be no one to rob the Dharma field.

I don't know if it's the relationship between his eyes closed, Zhang Xiao's other senses at this time are particularly keen, excluding the noise of the onlookers, the cries of birds, and all the irrelevant feelings, gradually, he can feel a more hidden and real thing...... That's some kind of atmosphere.

The scorching sun became a little cold, perhaps obscured by a dark cloud, perhaps because it was going to rain, and the hot wind that had been blowing became faintly oppressive, and these changes seemed to indicate the tragic end of the severed ghost, just like the sky was about to cry.

In fact, since he has become a ghost, I know what happened to him.

The mood of the guillotine is still very calm, as if he doesn't know that death is approaching, or if death is not such a terrible thing for him, Zhang Xiao doesn't know if the guillotine ghost has become open-minded again, or if it was like this when he died.

When the atmosphere was getting more and more calm, and there was a faint thunder and lightning in the sky, suddenly there was dust and a gust of wind hung up.

Zhang Xiao felt that the already sticky sweat, blood, and garbage on his body were mixed with flying dust, which was even more uncomfortable.

But his attention quickly turned to the approaching man, whose steps were extremely heavy, and his heavy steps stirred up dust; This man's qi and blood were extremely vigorous, and when he walked over, it was like a big furnace approaching, bringing gusts of wind.

The wind gradually died down, but the gloomy atmosphere was swept away, and the scorching sun in the sky shone again, as if the dark clouds had been dispersed by his blood.

This vision immediately attracted Zhang Xiao's attention, no, it should have attracted the attention of the decapitated ghost, he turned his head and opened his eyes, and saw a big man holding a ghost-headed knife and a red scarf tied to his head.

Zhang Xiao thought about it for a while, and knew that this person must be the executioner, according to legend, the executioners were all strong men with strong blood and blood, dressed in red clothes and black pants, with a red turban, executed at noon, to the extreme of the sun, not afraid of the soul of the dead.

It is said that there are also high and low executioners, and the highly skilled executioner can cut off the head of the prisoner with a single knife without any pain, and even be regarded as a relief, but once the skill is not up to the mark, the executioner who brings great pain to the prisoner will be haunted by evil spirits, although it will not die, but it will also be a serious illness.

According to historical records, there was an executioner who used 17 knives to cut off the prisoner's head, and he didn't know how much the prisoner suffered at that time.

The man in front of him did not look like such a rookie, on the contrary, although he was an executioner, he looked full of righteousness, mighty and majestic, and his eyes were both merciful and dignified.

Looking at his square face, well-defined, his eyes are bright, and his appearance is powerful, his bearing is more like a general than an executioner.

I don't know where the talent was recruited......

"I'm sorry." The executioner seemed to know the decapitated ghost, and he looked very respectful and helpless in his words, but the name he said had nothing to do with Zhao Feizhuang said by the previous supervisor.

Zhang Xiao knew that Yan should be the surname of the decapitated ghost, and Xianggong referred to the official, and also referred to the gentleman, but he didn't know which executioner he meant.

The guillotine looked at the executioner without saying a word, but he was not calm, Zhang Xiao couldn't see the decapitator's expression at this time, but he felt that his body was trembling, and his snort continued to become heavy, but he didn't know why he couldn't trigger it, and closed his mouth tightly.

The executioner didn't rub, as soon as the ghost head knife swung, he had to raise and fall with the knife, the sun shone down, and the knife was dazzling, and the guillotine had to squint.

It's just that at this time, as the executioner's hand moved, as if some kind of weird switch was turned on, Zhang Xiao heard the severed head suddenly shouting: "I have the intention to kill the thief, I can't return to the sky, I die as I want, hurry up!" ”

The voice was fierce and heroic, looking at death as home, and it also made Zhang Xiao's heart shake, he finally knew who this chilling Mr. Yan was!

But at the same time, what is even more strange is that Zhang Xiao seems to have really become a decapitated ghost at this time, and he really feels his emotions, but it is not open-minded, but full of anger and hatred, and the anger is so violent, as if it is going to burn everything! It seems that we will not hesitate to end up together!

Boom - Click!!

It's just that with the flash of the knife, Zhang Xiao felt a pain in his neck, and it was dark in front of him.

Bloodsplatter.

His hatred, his anger, also died with blood......

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