White rice, chicken thighs, eggs, oh, and braised pork...... Now that there is wine again, Fang Xiaoli has a smile on his face, but he is not polite, there is no pressure to be beheaded at all, he should eat and drink, and he will not fall at all. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lord Zhixian looked at it and shook his head slightly, sighing.

After a short while, an officer opened the cell door and walked in.

"Fang Xiaoli, it's time to go......"

Fang Xiaoli didn't speak, and honestly followed the official messenger and was taken into the execution ground.

When Fang Xiaoli was pressed to the execution ground, the order of the scene was suddenly a little disordered.

"Sir, sir is out......"

"Don't kill Mr., don't kill Mr., don't kill Mr......"

"Sir!!"

......

The scene was noisy and difficult to control. The magistrate could only sigh, glanced at the sky, waited for a while, and did not give the order until noon, "Execution!"

The executioner raised his knife and spewed a mouthful of wine from his mouth, and immediately made a decision, the cold knife fell, and blood splattered!

"Mr. Fang!"

"Sir~!"

Someone cried and shouted, and in the crowd, a petite figure slowly withdrew from the crowd and headed towards the uninhabited land.

After about a few minutes, I came to a forest, this is the outskirts of Hanshan, there is a small stream next to it, on weekdays, three or two women come to the stream to wash, but today because of Fang Xiaoli's execution, this place is empty.

Gentle streams, clear water, trickling from upstream to downshore.

Standing on top of the artificial wooden bridge, Pu Jia whispered to the river, "It's done." ”

Two or three minutes later, a man walked across the bridge.

Judging by his age, he is roughly in his early forties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but it is quite strange that his eyes are not black like ordinary human beings, but with a little Yin Hong, as if dyed with blood, giving people a bad feeling.

"Fang Xiaoli is dead?"

Pu Jia nodded, "Yes, I watched him being beheaded with my own eyes. ”

The middle-aged man looked at Pu Jia and shook his head slightly, "Why do you always feel that things are going too well? Then Fang Xiaoli shouldn't die so easily." ”

"What are you worried about? Could it be that you are suspicious of me? I watched Fang Xiaoli's head fall to the ground with my own eyes, and there will be no fake. Pu Jia said.

"It's not that I don't believe you, I just don't believe him, the head of the three schools of Hanshan, if he dies so easily, it is really suspicious, but you watched him be beheaded with your own eyes, but unfortunately, if I approach Hanshan Town rashly as my identity, I will be injured by Hanshan's 'upright' qi and 'Haoran qi', but it's okay, since Fang Xiaoli is dead, he can just carry out our plan." ”

"What's your arrangement?"

"In this cold mountain, it is said that there is a treasure hidden, but so far, no one has found it, the imperial court has sent someone to investigate, but nothing has been found, but there are still people who do not give up, and they have not given up all these years, but my barbarian demon clan has exact news, knowing that there is indeed a treasure hidden in this area, which is extremely important to my barbarian demon clan, and there can be no mistakes in this matter. ”

"Adults just rest assured, although Pujia is a human race, but she has been raised by adults since she was a child, and Pujia will definitely not live up to the expectations of adults. Pu Jia said.

"After this is over, you will truly be a human race from now on. ”

"Your Excellency. ”

"When you grow up, I can see that you feel uncomfortable about framing Fang Xiaoli, otherwise you wouldn't have red at the corners of your eyes. ”

"Your Excellency. ”

"Needless to say, although I am a brute, I also have emotions, but there is still one thing that you need to do. ”

"Your Excellency, please. Pu Jia asked.

"This treasure used to be the treasure of my barbarian demon clan, but my barbarian demon clan once had an accident, this treasure was also stolen, and finally sealed here, and at the same time suppressed by the heroic righteousness of the human race's 'heyday', if I go, I must step into it with the body of a barbarian demon, but in this way, my body will not be able to withstand the aura of Haoran and collapse first, in this cold mountain town, I know that the county master has a ring ruler, and the ring ruler can protect my barbarian body. ”

"Don't worry, your lords, Pu Jia will definitely do it for you. If the adult has nothing else to do, Pu Jia will retire first. As she spoke, she turned around and prepared to leave.

The middle-aged man had just turned around, but suddenly turned his head, "Wait." ”

"What else do you command?"

"Do you smell a smell?" said the middle-aged man, frowning.

Pu Jia sniffed around, and then sniffed on herself, and then said, "My lord, there is no peculiar smell." ”

"No, it's definitely not, I won't have a problem with my sense of taste,......" The middle-aged man pondered, and suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes, "It's ink!"

"Ink?" was stunned.

"That's right, it's ink!" the middle-aged man was sure, and then added, "It's a faint smell." ”

Pu Jia said calmly, "Are you too worried about adults? Pu Jia grew up in a private school, so it's not surprising that she smells of ink on her body......

"It's not surprising on a normal day, but today it's different. The middle-aged man's face changed.

"What's the difference?" said Pu Jia, puzzled.

"It's nothing that you have the smell of ink on your body, but today is the day of Fang Xiaoli's execution, but if you are close to the execution ground, everyone will be more or less affected by the blood of those deceased, and there is bad luck on your body, and the ink body is righteous, even if there is more ink on your body, you will be affected by the blood when you arrive at the execution ground, and there will be no ink, let alone the smell of ink!"

Pu Jia knew in her heart that it was no wonder that those who came back from the execution ground had to cross the brazier in order to remove the bad luck from their bodies. At this time, the middle-aged man asked again, "Pu Jia, have you ever returned to the private school after returning from the execution ground?"

"My lord, after leaving the execution ground, Pu Jia went straight here, why did your lord say this?"

The middle-aged man's face suddenly became extremely solemn, "Pu Jia, let me ask you again, can you see Fang Xiaoli's head fall to the ground?"

"My lord, I did leave the execution ground only after watching Fang Xiaoli's head fall to the ground. ”

"Impossible, how can this be? You don't say that you have the smell of ink on your body, but you don't even have a little bad luck on your body, not even the blood leaked from the person who just died......" The middle-aged man pondered, but as he thought more deeply, his face became more and more ugly.

A moment later, his head went black.

"Damn it!"

"My lord, what's wrong?"

"Fang Xiaoli, he's not dead!We were deceived by him!!"

"No way, I obviously watched other people's heads fall to the ground......"

"Pu Jia, you go back and check again!"

"Yes, sir. ”

As soon as Pu Jia finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, but at this time, the middle-aged man said again, "No need to go......

"Huh?"

"He's coming, he's been coming from the beginning...... Come out, Fang Xiaoli.