Zhang Dagen's anger came from his heart, and the idea of escaping from prison became stronger and stronger, but when he thought about it, he had an iron cloth shirt, and it seemed that he couldn't hurt himself by cutting off his head, and his heart was a little more steady.

The cell boss looked at Zhang Dagen and thought he was scared stupid, and said, "It's pitiful to have a little eyes in the next life." ”

After the cell boss left, Zhang Dagen sat on the ground, and began to mumble in his heart again, whether the iron cloth shirt could cover himself.

Just ask Lao Dao's cheap master to find a way to save himself, he didn't know that Wang Lao Dao was packing up his things and persuaded Bai Yaoyao to go with him.

The next day, Zhang Dagen was awakened by the sound of footsteps, and the cell boss came again, holding a broken bowl in his hand, placing it at the door of the cell and saying, "Eat, don't say that I will make you a starving ghost!" ”

Zhang Dagen looked at the black rice in the bowl and a chicken leg, understood that this was a severed head rice, and sat on the ground unsteadily.

When the cell boss saw Zhang Dagen's expression, he knew that he was afraid, and said, "The executioner asked me to ask you, how do you want to die?" ”

Zhang Dagen said dumbfoundedly: "Do you have any choice?" ”

The cell boss plucked out his ears and said, "If the benefits are in place, I will give you a profit, if you don't know how to lift, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill with a knife and suffer alive." ”

Zhang Dagen was angry, everyone was going to die, and he was going to be blackmailed, and said angrily: "No money!" ”

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead! Wait for the soul to be slashed by the Demon Slayer Knife and scatter! The cell boss didn't expect Zhang Dagen to be so stubborn, and after scolding, he went out and notified the executioner, and knocked the prisoner's head fiercely for a while.

Demon Slayer? Doesn't it sound like an ordinary knife, killing yourself to make such a big battle? I don't know if the iron cloth shirt still works.

Zhang Dagen hadn't eaten for a day, and he had no appetite at all when he saw the severed head rice, so angry that he kicked the bowl over, this is simply feeding the pigs!

After a while, the cell boss went and returned, and when he saw the bowl that had been knocked over on the ground, his face changed, and he said, "I don't know what to do, so I want to die?" Now go out and wait! ”

The cell boss opened the cell door and pushed Zhang Dagen out, Zhang Dagen did not resist the whole time, got out of the prison, and came to the hall of the government office.

There were a few listless errand officers standing in the hall, and there was a plaque hanging high in the hall, with four big characters written on it: scraping the ground three feet.

I'm sorry, I'm wrong, it's Qiankun Langlang.

The cell boss sent Zhang Dagen here, turned his head and left, Zhang Dagen stood in the hall with his head held high, without fear.

Not long after, a man in official uniform walked to the lobby and sat down, it was Sun Zhixian, he slapped the wood in his hand and said: "Bold and evil cultivator, who is the surname, why don't you kneel when you see this official?" ”

Zhang Dagen felt that he was acting in a costume drama in a trance, and said: "The young master's name is Wang Dazhuang, kneeling to the sky and kneeling to the ground and kneeling to his father, and others are not worthy!" ”

Sun Zhixian's eyes glared and said: "Hugh is rampant, come on, let him kneel!" ”

At this time, Zhang Dagen's strong pill effect had expired, and he was reluctant to eat the rest, so he was easily knocked down by the official, and Zhang Dagen stared at Sun Zhixian with an angry face.

Sun Zhixian nodded with satisfaction and said: "The evil cultivator Wang Da Zhuang, bullying the people on the street, and seeing no king's law, this is the first sin, as a disciple of the evil cultivator three awakening ancestors, this is the second sin, can you confess?" ”

This is a distortion of the facts, giving people a hat to be buckled, Zhang Dagen shouted anxiously on the spot: "Don't admit it!" I'm not an evil cultivator! ”

Sun Zhixian said with a smile: "I knew you said so, the evil cultivators all said that they were not evil cultivators, come on, verify the correct body, and press to the entrance of the vegetable market to behead the public!" ”

This group of dogs, they really have a hand in framing them, Zhang Dagen feels that he is dead.

Zhang Dagen was sent out of the mansion by two big men, Sun Zhixian also went out, sat in a sedan chair, and the officials of the whole February City formed a mighty team and walked towards the entrance of the vegetable market.

The streets were full of people watching the excitement, and the servants shouted as they walked: The evil cultivator king Da Zhuang is heinous and beheaded to show the public!

The people hated the evil cultivators the most, so they threw big roots with rotten vegetable leaves.

Zhang Dagen didn't do anything, so he had a clear conscience, and he felt like a hero.

He didn't understand why this official wanted to kill himself so hastily, was it because of yesterday's beating incident, or because of the three awakening ancestors?

Anyway, I regret not taking the strong pill in my chest, and now I can't even beat ordinary people.

When he arrived at the entrance of the vegetable market in the east of the city, Zhang Dagen was escorted to a temporary platform, where there were onlookers, and Sun Zhixian sat on the platform behind.

Sun Zhixian saw that the time was almost up, and told the crowd the rhetoric in the government again, and then loudly announced Zhang Dagen's death sentence.

"Demon Slayer, Please!"

Zhang Dagen looked around, there were a few people in the audience who knew each other, the first row was the Song family sister and brother and Song Hua's husband, Song Hua grinned and couldn't close her mouth, the golden light in her mouth was shining, and she actually had two big gold front teeth, and shouted feverishly: "Kill him, dead bald donkey!" ”

Song Er jumped up happily, and Chen Hu looked calm, hiding his merit and fame.

Zhang Dagen pursed his lips, and let the villain gain power without paying attention, when a bare upper body executioner came to the stage with a box.

The executioner lifted the box above his head and slowly knelt down, and the people around him and Sun Zhixian all knelt down.

Zhang Dagen thought to himself, what is in the box, such a big posture?

Sun Zhixian shouted: "The saint gives the sword, personally kill the demons, long live my emperor!" ”

"Long live my emperor!" And the people below shouted.

Zhang Dagen didn't shout, he was a young man in the new era, he didn't respect the emperor at all, and he was the one who was beheaded today.

The executioner finished shouting and opened the box, which was glittering with gold and seemed to be a treasure.

He took out a knife similar to a Tang knife in the box, and two golden dragons were carved on the body of the knife, which were lifelike, and the light was released from the golden dragon.

Zhang Dagen's saliva is about to flow out, this knife is really a baby!

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon, slash!"

The executioner took a sip of wine and sprayed it on the Demon Slaying Knife, and the golden light on the blade skyrocketed, and the blue sky and white sun were as dazzling as the sun.

Zhang Dagen felt that the back of his neck was cold, the situation was not right, this knife was a bit evil, can the iron cloth shirt block it?

The executioner raised the knife with both hands and slashed at Zhang Dagen, he held a grudge against Zhang Dagen for not bribing him before, and made a bad mistake, using not a blade but the back of the knife, he wanted to smash Zhang Dagen's back bone with a knife!

The next moment, to everyone's surprise, the demon slaying knife slashed at Zhang Dagen's head, and with a "click", it was broken!