"Bang!"

The iron cage was opened. The iron plate on the top was pulled out, and the iron railings on all sides were placed down. The cross iron frames fixed on both sides of the iron cage lost their support. In order to prevent unsteady, the jailers rushed over and stood on both sides of the old lady Fu, ready to deal with the control of the old lady Fu at any time.

The executioner tied a circle of red silk on his head, a red belt on his waist, and a red silk on the hilt of the beheaded knife to ward off evil spirits. The big and thick men were also bare-armed in the cold winter, and a red flower picked from unknown where it was inserted into the red silk on his head. I don’t know what kind of red flower is, and it can bloom so brightly in the winter.

After Wang Chuan finished gnawing a sesame cake, he ate the second one. Seeing the image of the executioner, he couldn't help but complain in his heart - are you a flower Cai Qing?

Old Mrs. Fu seemed to have accepted her fate, her head was drooping, and she had no intention of resisting. Wang Chuan ate the cake in her hand in a few seconds to avoid the execution of the punishment at that time. The scene would be too bloody and would affect her appetite and not be able to eat it.

I have been on duty at Six Gates for a long time and have seen many bloody and disgusting scenes. Wang Chuan is no longer surprised, but he has always avoided seeing such scenes while eating.

A white-haired old woman next to her was eager to try it, which made him feel a little nauseous. He didn't want to be unable to eat anything next, so he wasted a good sesame cake.

Everyone held their breath and waited for the critical moment. The execution ground was silent. Wang Chuan's mouth and mouth still savored the smell of sesame cake. Then he saw the executioner standing steadily behind Mrs. Fu, drank a big bowl of wine, sprayed it on the knife, and spat on the surface of the knife, rubbing his arm hard. The blade suddenly lit up a little, shining brightly under the sunlight.

I hope that Old Lady Fu does not have a cleanliness obsession with Amitabha.

Wang Chuan prayed to Old Lady Fu in his heart, and then he saw the executioner lifting the knife high.

The city lord of this city was too anxious and he didn't even bother to wait for the afternoon sun. It was so early in the morning that the sun was not very strong, so he had to execute the punishment. He was not guilty of General Ren's fire.

The hand raises the knife and falls.

Blood sprayed.

An old head rolled down instantly.

This is a good executioner, so you can do it without a break.

Wang Chuan commented in his heart and turned around and left.

The crowd started to make a fuss again. It seemed that the old lady Fu's neck was a switch. The executioner slashed the switch and activated the person who had just been shut down. The execution ground officials left first, and the jailers and guards retreated. People either continued to watch with unsatisfactory or dispersed while commenting, mixed with the frightened crying sound of the children. The adults saw the children making a fool of themselves and laughing. The people holding the steamed buns scattered and scrambled to flow everywhere.

Wang Chuan turned away from the crowd and felt mixed feelings. He couldn't tell his current mood. The old woman from Fushanzhuang indulged her descendants to do evil, and she was extremely vicious and killed her as she wanted. It was natural and the best result now to be sentenced to death. However, there was another soul hidden in her body after all. That soul was created because of herself. The strange old lady who was chanting the gate of eternal life of the Great Sage of the Monkey King Tathagata, annoyed him, but made him recall the past that was separated from the world from time to time. Now, it was a pity that the old lady Fu, who was full of evil, had disappeared.

It's also a bit sad.

No one is playing monkeys anymore.

...

The Xiliang Army's barracks were located on the edge of the city. When Wang Chuan passed by, soldiers were waiting. Seeing Wang Chuan coming over, he said, "But Constable Wang?"

"It's me."

Wang Chuan replied.

The soldier said, "General Ren has notified us. I am here to wait for the King of Constables for a long time. Our head is placing troops, and the King of Constables will follow me here. When the people are placing all, we will set off."

"good."

Wang Chuan nodded and agreed. He looked at the soldier with an excited and expectant look, as if he was waiting to see the beheaded person on the execution ground. It seemed that he did not think that he had caused them trouble, but was particularly looking forward to the upcoming war.

Young people are positive and motivated, love careers, are very good and have a promising future.

After the two of them had finished their communication, the soldier stopped talking. He stood quietly with Wang Chuan. Wang Chuan was rarely quiet, and he thought that this kid was active and enterprising, quiet and honest, which was really good. He walked along the way noisy and sent away the old lady Fu, the Monkey King Tathagata Buddha. What he needs now is quiet.

Time passed by little by little. The sun was rising higher and higher, and it was almost in the sky. Wang Chuan looked at the sun and smacked his lips. After waiting, he seemed to be yelling again, his stomach, which had just been fed.

Suddenly, the soldier stood with Wang Chuan and asked, "Constable Wang, I have a question, don't know if I should ask?"

Wang Chuan waved his hand and said with a smile: "What should I ask if you don't ask? Just ask." Such an honest and friendly boy should have a kind heart to help him solve his doubts. The teachers in the school have always encouraged students to ask more questions, and now they should follow this spirit and not undermine the enthusiasm of young people.

The soldier opened his mouth, but seemed to be embarrassed to ask, he hesitating and refused to speak. Wang Chuan was not in a hurry, but just waited quietly. He became a little curious, not knowing what kind of question this kid would ask. Is it related to the capital, or to the Six Gates, or which Jianghu affairs, which Jianghu people, and which case is related?

Finally, the soldier made up his mind, took a deep breath, and said, "I heard that there is a widow's door in the south, and there is a long-legged widow named She Wei. She is very powerful and evil. He specializes in making other women become widows like her. Isn't it?"

“…”

Three people become tigers! Three people become tigers! How did She Wei and She Nuxia’s reputation become like this when it was spread to the Xiliang Army? The rumors are so terrible! Wang Chuan couldn’t help but want to laugh.

"Brother, where did you hear it? They are Yizimen. Because of some things, they like to kick some lustful men. If those men are kicked, will they become widows? Therefore, there is another saying about Yizimen in the world, which is called Ye kicking the widows, not widows."

Wang Chuan explained, the soldier said "Oh", nodded, and asked again, "The Long Captain is pursuing Widow She. I heard that Widow She loves to read Longyang's forbidden books, and has changed her hobbies and plays with men to cater to Widow She and attracts Widow She's attention. I don't know if it's true."

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"Where did you hear this?"
Chapter completed!