Noon.

Jiuquan Town, suburbs.

The townsfolk rushed over.

Execute the squire? It's something they never dreamed of, but it's happening right now.

Death row prisoners are also divided into three, six, nine and so on.

The mayor in charge of leading the organization of the bureau must not let him die too easily, Ling Chi is too bloody, and it is a craft job, and he can't find relevant talents, so he simply builds a simple version of the gallows-

Seated.

The rope is gradually tightened around the neck by turning the winch, during which the tightening of the respiratory tract does not immediately lead to cerebral hypoxia, blood circulation is still going on, and the blood oxygen gradually decreases, which is a long process, extremely painful, often accompanied by incontinence.

For a moment, Meng Fan felt that the incident that blew up the mayor's son's head was too hasty, and it made him go too happily.

The fake zombies who were responsible for the transportation were also identified, and these guys not only carried more than a dozen catties of tobacco and soil on their backs, but they were also incorporated by bandits, and they had robbed homes many times before.

Shot.

One after the other.

In order to save bullets and not waste precious supplies on these guys, Ah Wei proposed to shoot at the heart, first, not too bloody, and secondly, to ensure mortality.

If the heart is on the right side and cannot be killed with one shot, then the gun will not be replaced, and after a period of time, it will be hit and incinerated to prevent the corpse from becoming a corpse.

"Take a good look, the reason why you are not on the list is not because of the opening of the net, but because I want to ask the master to preside over the overall situation and see what arrangements the ancestor has."

Meng Fan, who was sitting in the chair, looked to the side.

A solid wood prisoner car.

The Dragon Slayer Daoist was locked inside, the hook-shaped iron chain pierced the pipa bone, his legs were broken, and he was wearing forty catties of pig iron flail, thanks to his better foundation than ordinary people, otherwise he would have died early, where could he survive until now.

Hearing what Meng Fan said, a resentful gaze came over, Ah Wei shook his head, the person who did this last time was the leftist thief.

Then...... The senior brother began to guard the corpse and beat the ghost she turned into a ghost.

Curse?

Meng Fan really didn't care.

Many villagers feel that his methods are too cruel, and they don't need to take it to heart, as long as they can serve as a warning and deterrent.

In all conscience!

"Senior brother, after reading out the charges, can you start?"

"Hmm."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of gunshots startled the birds in the forest.

Slaying the dragon has a good quality in his heart, after all, after he betrayed Maoshan, he has done a lot of evil things such as burning, killing and looting, and he is used to seeing executions and dead people.

On the contrary, the mayor who was sitting on the torture chair, before the rope was put on the rope, he was already incontinent, crackling, and there was a burst of pickled movements, and his ugliness was revealed.

When smuggling tobacco, why didn't you think of this day?

Last night was murderous, saying that he wanted to buy everyone's lives, and the murderer would always kill him, but when it was his turn, he didn't write so lightly.

"I Have a Catalogue of Ghosts and Gods"

"Pay attention in the next life."

Leaving a word, Meng Fan manipulated the rope, put it around the guy's neck, and controlled Xunfeng to tighten the winch little by little.

"If you knew this was the case, why did you bother in the first place?"

Looking at the transformation from a smiling tiger to a dead corpse, with an obsessive face that was extremely hideous, Ah Wei shook his head.

The execution of these criminals has made them, the law enforcers, more in awe, and they dare not and do not want to violate the law and discipline.

"Is it over?"

"When can I go......

Some of the gentry who were not implicated by this eucalyptus were afraid in their hearts, and did not dare to stay here for long, so they asked weakly.

The villagers were shocked in their hearts, secretly applauding, and on the other hand, alerting themselves so as not to embark on this road of no return.

"Everyone, don't be impatient."

Meng Fan said a word, and the scene instantly quieted down.

Although he has only been in Jiuquan Town for a few days, what he has done has made everyone awe-inspired.

"Witness the harmful tobacco and soil being disposed of, and then it will be dispersed."

On the twenty-second day of the fourth month of the 19th year of Daoguang, Lin Gong ordered the destruction of tobacco and soil in public on Humen Beach, which lasted 23 days, destroying 19,187 boxes and 2,119 bags of harmful things, with a total weight of more than 2 million catties, to save the poor and weak nation.

Now, Meng Fan has dealt with more than 100 catties of tobacco soil, which can be regarded as adhering to the legacy of Lin Gong and saving a town and a county.

The most primitive tobacco soil mixed with tung oil incineration method, the paste residue will seep into the ground, and speculators dig the ground to get the soil, and still get two or three out of ten.

Therefore, Ah Wei led the villagers to follow the seawater immersion method used in Humen in the past.

Of course, the two are not to be confused.

One is more than two million catties, and the other is only more than a hundred catties.

The conditions are even different.

Next to the wide river, dig out a pool with a radius of several zhang, the bottom of the pool is paved with stones, in order to prevent smoke and soil leakage, nail the board around it, and then dig a ditch to pour salt water into the ditch and flow into the pool.

Next, the tobacco clay is poured into salt water and soaked, followed by lime.

Add – Stir –

In this way, these harmful things lose their effect, leaving no trickle, and flow into the great river.

At present, there is still one thing missing, and the party of Jiuquan Town can complete the merit.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan waved his hand and motioned for the villagers to leave.

He didn't make any big sense, burned all the corpses, dissipated the thick resentment, and led Ah Wei to the center of the initial storm—

Church.

This is one of the Jedi in Feng Shui, and it is nothing at the moment, but as time goes by, evil qi leaks through broken windows and wooden doors, and over time, Jiuquan Town will become restless and restless.

In the same way, if a person lives in this environment for a long time, although he will not become a perverted murderer, his temper will get worse and worse, and he will get angry at every turn......

Because of this, before leaving here, Meng Fan decided to solve this trouble.

Drawing Talisman: Rokko Evil Charm

Attach them to the wall and wooden board in turn.

This was followed by repairs to windows and wooden doors.

The former doesn't have to be exquisite, just be transparent, so that the sunlight can shine in smoothly.

The latter arranged for carpenters to make it from peach wood and jujube wood.

In the end, Meng Fan also instructed the village Yong, who was guarding the town, to raise a big rooster near the church in the future, and the age must be more than two years, so as to deter evil qi with yang energy.

After doing all this, the two rode away.

A prisoner's cart and a wagon pulling goods followed closely.

Meanwhile.

Renjia Town.

Yizhuang.

"Where did Senior Brother go? This group of big roosters is hungry like this. Wen Cai sighed.

Around is a flock of chickens, clucking, desperately eating, as if a starving ghost was reincarnated.

"There must be something urgent, not even Ah Wei is here." Qiusheng rarely rested, lying on a wicker chair.

"That's a lot of nonsense."

Uncle Nine glanced at Wen Cai and ordered:

"I'll prepare dinner in a while, be hearty, I have a hunch that Xiaofan and Ah Wei are coming back soon."

Obviously, Wen Cai got into trouble again after going out to avoid the limelight for most of the month.

"It's easy for senior brother to come back, let's have one more helper, and the success rate of solving troubles will be higher."

Qiusheng sighed.

"It's true that Xiao Fan's Taoism is profound, but I'm afraid it's safe to ask fellow disciples to come and help."

Listening to Master's words, Wen Cai didn't dare to respond, after all, he broke through the catastrophe alone.

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