Forget about the rotten eggs and vegetable leaves, some pick up stones and throw sand, and one doesn't know where to come out, just like killing his own father, he directly smashed the kitchen knife in his hand, and the unlucky one was directly hit in the shoulder, and fell directly to the ground dying, but he was still dragged by the jailer to the entrance of the vegetable market.

Xia Ye's heart followed the first prisoner car, and in the first prisoner car was an old man over half a hundred years old, with a handful of goatees, a slightly narrow face, slender eyebrows, a towering forehead, and some gray hair curled into a Taoist bun, wearing a gray Taoist robe, and a huge black and white gossip diagram in the middle.

At this moment, he held his head high and looked into the distance, looking like a clear breeze, his composure was in stark contrast to the ghosts crying wolf howls behind him.

"This is Ji Wushou, right?" Xia Ye followed the flow of people forward, while pondering, if this thing is Ji Wushou, it will be pushed to be beheaded at this moment, then isn't her mother's clue broken again?

No, she had to save these people.

One hundred and thirty-six people! Even if Ji Wushoukeng abducted and deceived all kinds of evil, how innocent are these people behind him...... All of a sudden, their heads fell to the ground...... Oh, she couldn't stand it.

Outside the entrance of the vegetable market, she crowded into the crowd and looked around, surrounded by towering city walls, but she could still go up if she worked lightly.

Prisoner robbery is definitely not going to work. She is alone, she can rob one Ji Wushou, and she can't rob so much, she must be kind, and she can't only save him just because she can use Ji Wushou. What's more, life on the run is not easy.

She had to get these people away with their guilt.

The executioner at the entrance of the vegetable market was ready, and one hundred and thirty-six big men were wrapped in red silk on their heads, holding wine bowls, and holding large knives in their hands, sharpened to Huo Huo, and glowed with cold light in the sun.

Ji Wushou and the other one hundred and thirty-six people were pushed up in order, kneeling beside the stake, waiting for noon to come.

The supervisor sat on the prison beheading seat, about thirty years old, he looked quite handsome, quite a bit of a royal nobleman, but there was a bit of gloom between his eyebrows and eyes, and he stared at Ji Wushou as if this was his father-killing enemy.

Xia Ye looked up at the sky, and it was still an hour before noon.

For an hour, she felt that it was really difficult to save these people.

But she had to try.

She quietly withdrew from the crowd.

It's really not early, whether she can succeed depends not only on IQ, but also on speed!

There is no room for delay.

She quickly turned into a store: "Boss, bring me ten mirrors, a ghost drawing, what?" No? Is there a white flag? Nor no? Is there any silk? There is no ...... either."

Nothing...... What to do?

Xia Ye stared at the ten mirrors in his hand, and felt irritated in his heart, how to use this? The lack of props is really hard......

She walked towards the Dharma field, passing by the National Teacher's Mansion, and her eyes suddenly lit up. Maybe these things are in the National Teacher's Mansion?

After the National Teacher's Mansion was sealed, there were already many people here, and at this moment, all the people went to the Northwest City to see the head cutoff, there was not a single ghost here, Xia Ye didn't even use light work, and directly tore open the two white strips that crossed, and walked in with a swagger.

The National Teacher's Mansion has been sealed for about a month, and the ground is full of dust, the depression is a bit excessive, and the flowers and plants in the yard are basically dead, and there is no life.

Xia Ye didn't have time to look at these things, so he roughly discerned the direction and walked towards the courtyard to the south.

The master and guest bedroom in the south courtyard should be Ji Wushou's room. She pushed in, and there was indeed a simple study in the side hall of the master bedroom, with many ghost talismans piled up on the table, as well as brushes, rice paper, and a series of things such as spirit flags.

Xia Ye stared at these things and was overjoyed: "This product really has the ability to deceive the world for three hundred years and anger the gods and immortals of the Heavenly Court!" The props are so complete, who else can you fool if you don't deceive ghosts and gods? ”

Xia Ye adjusted his mood at the moment, carefully and carefully selected the props he needed, ran to the wardrobe in the back room, took out a sheet, wrapped these things in one go, and walked out.

Still walked out in a dignified manner, but as soon as she went out, she bumped into a person and dragged her directly into an alley where there was no one.

"Why are you here? What do you want? The man frowned and looked at what was in her hand: "You steal again?" ”

"What is stealing? The old lady is so poor that she can't steal these raushs, and she can't sell them for money...... Huh? What a coincidence, why are you here? Xia Ye was originally quite angry, but when he looked up, he saw that it was actually the son who claimed to be surnamed Jin who he met at the suburban post station last night.

All of a sudden, there was no temper.

Why is it always so sad to encounter this thing? Always considered stealing? And it's the kind of tragic situation where she's not stealing at all, but she's been stolen.

This man was dressed in a black tights, and he was carrying something in his hand, which was also wrapped in black cloth, and it seemed that it should be a long sword. He was followed by two young men in the same black uniform, with respectful expressions on their faces.

Xia Ye was taken aback, and he couldn't care about whitewashing himself, and asked, "You came for Ji Wushou?" You're not trying to rob the Dharma Field? ”

Jin Gongzi's eyes were cold, and he warned her: "Don't spoil my business, or I will kill you." ”

Digging a slot, is it really planning to rob the law field?

However, she has seen the terrain of the law field, such a high four city walls, it is difficult to fly with wings, unless it is a hard kill, but one hundred and thirty-six people, they can't save all of them.

"Do you just want to save someone? Save whom? Ji Wushou? You don't care if other people live or die? ”

"No, it's Ji Bing'er that I want to save." He said indifferently, with a hint of forbearance in his tone.

Ji Bing'er? Xia Ye pondered for a moment: "Is it the long-haired beauty who followed Ji Wushou?" Who is she? Ji Wushou's daughter? ”

Jin Gongzi nodded, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Then he ignored her, reached out and pointed at her acupoint, and said, "The acupoint will automatically untie in an hour, you can do it yourself." Turning around, Shi Shiran left...... Let's go...... Finish!

You! "The surname is Jin, you stop me!" Only save one woman, then Ji Wushou is dead, that's not good!

Man beaten.

Xia Ye shouted: "I said that you are so unreasonable, and you are illegally imprisoned at every turn, is this a crime that you made!" The old lady didn't do anything bad, and you illegally imprisoned me with wool? ”

The man turned back and looked at her like an idiot.

Xia Ye shouted: "I told you, I can save all the one hundred and thirty-six people, do you believe it or not?" ”

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