"It's great that the family members of the traitors were beheaded."

"It's too shameless, the family hides in a secluded country."

"Fortunately, I kept one, although it was a woman, but I deserved it."

"I can't see that the usual monthly soup soup will be this kind of family."

"This Zhenguo Mansion is also ruthless, this corpse is placed on the street, it is bright, it is too scary."

"People have already cut the table, otherwise the dying farewell of relatives would not have let a favored ordinary person send wine and food."

"This kind of traitor family still has someone to send wine and food?"

"Everyone, my poor son, life and death are uncertain now, damn Siqin Shengjing, you can't die well."

The disturbing news passed through Zhuang Xun's ears, he was the bookkeeper of a pawn shop, and these news came from the teahouse next door, to relieve the flesh of knowing that he had killed people in the morning, he chose a lively place.

"No one collects the body?" Zhuang Xun stroked the tabletop.

"If no one collects the corpse, she will become a lonely ghost tomorrow when she is pulled to a mass grave, she deserves it!"

"I'm afraid I can't wait, and the wild dog may take his head away at night."

"This disgusting human skull, dogs don't eat it."

The more they talked, the more terrifying it became, Zhuang Xun looked at the sky, and the dim sky was already approaching night.

Although he was a little afraid of the execution ground, he still mustered up the courage to come to the execution ground again when he remembered the heroism of Si Qinmi's words today.

Hold your hands well, walk through the noon gate, the blood-stained square, like a slaughterhouse, human heads, blood, corpses, let the people visit wantonly, the dynasty uses the bloody reality to tell everyone the fate of the relatives of the traitor's family.

Just seeing such a scene, Zhuang Xun was already a little dizzy, his chest was tight, and his stomach was uncomfortable, let alone looking for someone.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, I thought about the hardships I had just traversed, the bowl of rice porridge that was marked as a homeless person starving without a job, and the words that made me unforgettable.

"The little master wants to find a job, Chunlan, you tell the steward."

Although because of the short hair, it was misunderstood that it was a monk and was taken care of.

But the truth is, he found the most suitable job for him, Mr. Bookkeeper.

This position is not something you want to do, you need someone to introduce you, but Zhuang asks a traverser without any proof, he is not as good as the local people, without this sentence he may have become a real homeless.

Thinking about Siqin Mi's bold words yesterday that she was willing to be splashed with blood, how could she bear to expose the bodies of her benefactor and admired martyr to the city.

Zhuang Xun looked at the execution ground, took two steps back, and walked to the coffin shop in his memory, first relieving his state.

I bought the cheapest and bargained with the boss, hired a carriage, and carried the coffin to the execution ground.

It's almost dark.

"To get the corpse, first give the guards forty texts, this is called the protector Fei ......" The driver was a white-haired and talkative old man, who gave Zhuang an idea of the knowledge of the execution ground.

In short, it costs money to die, and you can't afford to die, and the dead have to squeeze a lot of oil.

"Do you want the old man to help you find the body? Ten cents is fine. When I came to the execution ground, I saw that Zhuang Xun was unstable, and the old man said intimately.

"Trouble old man." Zhuang Xun is still quite uncomfortable, this kind of scene of corpses and a sea of blood.

"In that location, what's your name?" The old man's face was happy, and he easily got it.

"About the main entrance, female, Siqin Mi." Zhuang Xun endured the idea of vomiting and said word by word.

"The surname is Siqin? The daughter of the pianist who was executed today? That traitor's daughter? The old man's expression turned cold.

"That's right." Zhuang Xun said uncomfortably, not noticing his cold expression.

"Get the coffin down." The old man said strongly.

"No, wouldn't it be nice to put the body in the coffin directly, why do you have to unload it." Zhuang Xun was slightly puzzled.

"You old man don't do this business! Get your coffin down. The old man said coldly, with irrepressible anger.

"Why...... I understand. ”

The daughter of a traitor, everyone can't wait to expose her body to the wilderness.

"The old man's hometown is from Xihe County, Siqin Shengjing is a brute, and his daughter is innocent!" After putting the coffin down, the old man climbed into the donkey cart and did not forget to say viciously to Zhuang Xun.

"I know." Speaking to himself, Zhuang Xun certainly knew how much the people had opinions about Si Qinmi.

All the hatred about Siqin Shengjing was vented on Siqin Mi who stayed in Yin Du.

But being favored by others, people are in trouble, and they have the ability but don't help, Zhuang Xun can't do it, and I'm sorry for the education he has received for more than ten years.

Preparing the Protector Money, Zhuang Xun entered the execution ground, the pungent fishy smell, a large amount of blood blisters on the ground, he felt that he was about to faint.

Zhuang Xun recalled the location this morning, endured his discomfort, and found a blood-stained human head crawling all over his face.

Decapitated, but not completely decapitated, and there is still a bit of skin stuck together on the neck.

Fortunately, the eyes were closed, and the eyes of the other corpses were open, which was really terrifying, and they couldn't be blinded.

Enduring the nausea and powerlessness, he carried the body to the coffin, fell to his knees, and vomited.

I didn't eat dinner again, and I vomited sour water.

After vomiting, he leaned on the coffin and was confused.

What to do next, where is this coffin buried?

It took another ten wen to ask the guards on the side to take care of it, but they closed their shifts at the end of the day.

Zhuang Xun ran to various car dealers, and when he heard that it was the daughter of the Siqin family, he did not transport it, because most of the people in the car dealers were from Xihe County.

Now the entire Xihe County is eager to eat the meat of the Siqin family, not only not only does he not allow it, but also makes all his peers forbidden to pull it, and he can't even borrow a horse.

The land is easy to find, regardless of feng shui, more than ten square meters, but due to its proximity to the capital, the price of the land is second only to the coffin, and Zhuang Xun's wallet has shrunk again.

Returning to the execution ground in time and continuing to take care of the coffin, Zhuang Xunduo hoped that the Zhenguo Mansion, that is, Si Qinmi's husband's family, would come, but he was sleepy and slept on the coffin all night without moving, but the next day the official mansion cleaned up the corpse.

Random packing, mixing of human heads and corpses, anyway, they are all thrown into mass graves, and then the ground is washed, and the blood stains are washed, and the fate of these corpses is mass graves.

"Excuse me, can you help transport a coffin? I pay. Zhuang Xun said hopefully.

"It's usually transported, but you're carrying the daughter of the Siqin family here, right, that's not good, you can let us transport it to the mass grave." The soldier at the head spat out, showing his disdain for the Siqin family.

"Be accommodating, Master Bing." Zhuang Xun handed over eight or nine copper coins.

"Accommodating? The rules and regulations are like this, not the relatives of the corpse, and it is strictly forbidden to transport the corpse for people by a corpse truck. The soldier took the money and explained the rules and regulations, as if the money was only enough to know the rules and regulations.

"......" Zhuang Xun understood that this was difficult, and he also understood that it was difficult for him to spend money to solve it, and he could solve it if he had a lot of money, but he didn't.

He is holding his breath now, he has done everything, how can he give up.

Hearing what the soldiers said, Zhuang Xun thought of the Zhenguo Mansion and Si Qinmi's husband's family.