"You damn bed bugs, it's time to hit the road!"

The guy outside the door was rude, cursing accompanied by whipping and a few fragmentary wails.

In the midst of the crowd, Mr. Ludon had no dignity or grace, and was pushed forward, and the whip whistled over his head, and he almost struck him several times.

Finally walked out, and the oncoming stench almost suffocated Luden, cow dung, horse manure, nightshade, sweat, fox smell, and any unpleasant smell imaginable mixed together, giving people a little medieval shock.

Ludon coughed, half emotional, half stubbornly said,

"Praise the air."

He didn't know what the air was to praise about.

Even if it's a free thing, you can't fool people like that!

Before Luden could finish speaking, he was pushed by the people behind him.

"Go fast! Coward! ”

Ludon was hurried to catch a carriage.

In the carriage, there was more than one passenger on Ludeng.

It was not until all the space was filled that the coachman impatiently waved his whip, and the old horse moved slowly, reluctantly.

The driver didn't mean to talk to the passengers, and the only thing he could talk to was the leather whip in his hand, which was the only language the guys could understand.

Ludon found himself a comfortable corner, so that he could breathe fresh air without being hit by crooked melons and cracked dates, and suffering from flesh and skin in vain.

He poked out half of his head and looked at the familiar and crowded streets, as if trying to find a few familiar faces among passers-by.

Ludon was quickly disappointed.

He didn't know anyone.

However, Ludon did not find anyone he knew, but he was recognized by others.

A little girl hurried home, shouting, "Mommy, I see Mr. Lutden!" ”

"Did you see Luden?!"

The woman who was washing clothes looked up sharply,

"Where?"

"Roadside! On the carriage! Mr. Luton is with a lot of people! It's the ones who are going to the wet market! ”

The girl was still gesturing with her hands, but the woman had already rushed out of the house and came to the side of the road.

The woman didn't delay for a second, and shouted in the direction of the carriage like a shrew,

"Luden! You still owe me wages! ”

In the carriage, Ludon looked a little embarrassed, and for a while wanted to retract his neck and hide his face.

It's a pity that the woman has already found him, trotting all the way, following the carriage, chattering endlessly.

The driver was so happy to see that he even slowed down on his own initiative.

Is there anything funnier than watching people laugh at them?

Especially a joke about a dying man.

Seeing that the woman was chasing after him, Ludon couldn't help it, bared his teeth and grinned, and his expression was very strange.

After a while, he spat out a gold tooth and smashed it in front of the woman.

The woman's eyes are quick, and she grabs the gold tooth and holds it in the palm of her hand.

Luden, whose mouth was still bloodshot, shouted at the top of his voice, "It's gilded! It's worth 20 copper coins! ”

Hearing this, the people around him who were about to move immediately became honest.

A gold-plated broken tooth is not worth their murder.

The woman was anxious, "You owe me 36 copper coins!" ”

As she spoke, she pinched the teeth in her palm hard, and her face changed slightly.

Soft.

pure gold

Ludon replied angrily, "That's all! Those robbers robbed me of everything! Go to court and sue them! ”

He has such a gold tooth in one mouth, it would be nice to be able to get it out!

They were sent to the execution ground like pigs.

was urged to the torture table again, and put on the noose one by one.

The man beside Luden, his legs and feet were trembling, and his whole person was shrouded in fear, and he looked terrified.

Luden looked at the other party, and even was in the mood to raise an eyebrow and asked,

"For the first time?"

The man was stunned for a moment, with an incomprehensible expression.

Would you like to hear what you're talking about?

Who has a second time for this?

What's the matter, do you still expect someone to rob the Dharma field?

It's just that, compared to the fears of others, Ludon is much more relaxed.

Putting his neck in a noose is like coming home to him.

After the rope is set, someone comes to check it in turn.

The offender is to be vindicated, to be convicted of the sin, and to give them the opportunity to pray.

The torture table in front of it was noisy, and it seemed that someone was justifying something,

"It's not me! Not me! Some people say that I came here for free food! I'm not a pirate! ”

"Do you dare to be hard-mouthed?"

The executioner took a hat, put it on the man's head, and asked,

"You wear a pirate's hat and dare to say you're not a pirate?!"

The man: ???

The hat was buttoned up for him, and what was waiting for him was naturally hanged.

At this moment, the language of self-justification is particularly pale.

Soon, it was Ludden's turn.

The executioner confirmed his identity,

"Lutdon, despicable exploiter, filthy thief, how dare he make the money of the nobles? He also raped women, between the ages of eight and eighty."

Lu Deng hurriedly defended, "There are really no people under the age of eighteen!" ”

In this kind of thing, his desire to survive has always been strong.

The executioner's eyes widened, and he snorted coldly, "Then you admitted it at the age of eighty?!" ”

Luden:.

He wanted to refute it, but given the Empress's age, there seemed to be no way to refute it.

Seeing that Ludon was silent, the executioner walked away as if he were proud, and went to check the identity of the next person.

The priest followed the executioner, came to Ludon, and asked as a matter of routine, "Is there anything you want to repent?" ”

Ludon said calmly, "I'm an atheist. ”

"Huh!"

The priest sneered,

"You criminals, you are atheists, because you fear the Father's judgment on you! Bah! I spit on your soul! You will perish forever in Hell! ”

Ludon shrugged, "If there really is hell in the world, I think I'm there right now." ”

The priest, who was provoked one after another, was furious, and directly called the executioner back, pointed at Ludon and said,

"Hurry him!"

The people in the audience didn't know what was going on stage.

However, they knew very well what they were staying here for early in the morning.

Isn't it just to watch the excitement!

And so, the people began to cheer and began to shout rhythmically,

"Hang him!"

"Kill him!"

“.”

The priest on the stage wanted Ludon to hurry, and the spectators in the audience wanted to see people hanged, and the executioner decided to suffer Ludon first.

"I'll get you on my way first."

The executioner said with great ethics,

"I'll send you on the road late in the next life, and I'll add a bell to you when the time comes."

What is lacking in this life, it will be made up in the next life.

Luden:.

"Wait! I have something more to say! ”

The executioner ignored Luden's plea and pressed the switch to give way to the plank at Luden's feet

Hanging in the air, feeling a cervical fracture that can only be felt once in a person's life, Ludon used his last strength to squeeze out two words from between his teeth,

"Good death."

(End of chapter)