Volume 1: Wind Rising From the Mountains and Lakes Chapter 170: Execution
At the crossroads, the misty rain gradually subsided.
Lin Yi looked at Mr. Yang who was kneeling next to him and shook his head slightly. No matter what, Mr. Yang will not survive. The silver needles and acupuncture points on the back of his head are the same. They force people's energy and energy to the head, which is the same as the Jianghu people who use secret methods to stimulate their own skills. But how could a frail scholar withstand such torture? These people are evil!
Seeing Lin Yi looking around, the soldier who had just kicked him raised his chest and assumed a vicious posture. Several officials were sitting under the awning, including Chen Shilang. But he saw an older official standing up, holding a scroll in his hand, not knowing what to do.
There was a sound of drums coming from nowhere. The sound of the drums was dense and short, and the intersection fell into silence.
The official looked around majestically and began to read. Lin Yicai found out that Mr. Yang's name was Yang Pujun, and he had been some kind of Hanlin Zhongcheng. In short, he was an official. They deceive the emperor and ignore superiors, form cliques for personal gain, and so on. In short, this Mr. Yang Pu is a heinous person. If he doesn't kill him, it won't make the people angry. If he doesn't kill him, it won't make the government right.
The official's tone attracted the elder, which could be described as ups and downs, interesting, and then came Lin Yi's charges.
Lin Yi was charged with murder, arson, rape, rape and robbery, all kinds of evil. He himself was a little confused when he heard it. Could he be so cruel and corrupt? Lin Yi wanted to kill such a vicious thief.
I thought I could kill with a knife, but now I understand that I can also kill with a pen. As the saying goes, three people can become a tiger, a crowd of words can make a fortune, even spitting can drown someone!
"Tong, Tong, Tong..."
Several trumpets sounded, and the crowd, which had finally calmed down, burst into cheers again. What is this for?
Lin Yi estimated the time and it should be a quarter past noon.
The rain has stopped, but the sky is still gloomy. A few peach blossoms at the end of the street corner are very eye-catching, one, two, three... In the mountains shrouded in rain and mist, there are also peach blossoms, as well as that graceful figure...
"Tong, Tong, Tong..."
It was a quarter past noon. Lin Yi shook his head and took back his thoughts. The day to kill should also be chosen when the Yang Qi is in full swing, in order to prevent the person being killed from entering the reincarnation and destroying both body and soul. And in this gloomy sky, there is also a hint of coldness in the wind. Where is the positive energy of heaven and earth?
The crowd in front of me was swaying like a river, with faces like duckweed floating in the river. Thousands of faces, with thousands of different expressions, like all kinds of worldly expressions, were all arranged in a row along the shore of this world of mortals, allowing Lin Yi to look at them all over.
It was the river I had waded through. The world of mortals was like water, surging like the tide, but it was getting further and further away from me.
Several people walked out of the river. Lin Yi shook his body, stood up slowly, and smiled.
Elder Meng, Zhen Yuanzi, and Sister Mu Qing'er informed the officials at the execution ground of their purpose and walked up to Lin Yi.
Lin Yi smiled lightly and looked at the four people without saying a word.
Meng Shan's face was as gloomy as the weather. He looked at the outer disciple in front of him who was incomprehensible, could not explain, and could not figure it out. He sighed and said: "Prince Ping entered the palace early in the morning, and he has not yet seen him. There is news. But at this time... Oh! If this matter is really irreversible, Lin Yi, the sect will treat your family well... what else can you say?"
Lin Yi held the shackles and nodded. He raised his eyebrows, looked at Elder Meng and said: "No matter what happens in the end, I, Lin Yixin, accept your feelings of farewell. Let's just forget about all the past! If I don't die today, I really want to accompany you all the way. Go on! When the time comes, I hope Elder Meng and all of you will not leave Lin Yi alone!"
Lin Yi's expression was indifferent, and he could not see the sadness and despair before execution at all. His words were like chatting.
When a person is about to die, his words are kind and his words are sad. As for whether there was any connotation in his words, Mengshan didn't want to dwell on it. He glanced at Lin Yi and nodded dullly.
"Boy, I'm not here to see you off!" Zhen Yuanzi felt a little at ease seeing Lin Yi still as relaxed as ever. However, this kid wouldn’t really regard death as his own! Seeing that time was running out, he didn't dare to think too much.
"Oh, the Taoist leader came to rescue me at the execution ground?" Lin Yi chuckled.
When Zhen Yuanzi heard this, his eyes widened and he quickly looked around. The two executioners stood closer. As if they heard Lin Yi's words, they snorted disdainfully and stood in a posture, not bothering to pay attention to these people.
The old Taoist sighed softly and cursed: "You brat, how long has it been and you are still talking nonsense? Do you want me, the old Taoist, to behead you with you?"
Lin Yi nodded at Mu Qing'er and Senior Sister Xu, both of whom looked anxious and a little panicked.
Looking away from the two of them, Lin Yiyi smiled and said to Zhen Yuanzi: "That's all. In the future, if the Taoist priest is in danger, Lin Yi will stay far away, which will make him feel at ease!"
For some reason, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat when he heard this. He didn't have time to think too much and cursed: "Who do you think you are? You have the ability to make prophecies come true. But... in the future..."
Halfway through the words, the old Taoist stopped talking and stared at Lin Yi with a somewhat suspicious expression. There's something in this guy's words! Could it be...
There were no less than five hundred soldiers on the execution ground. No matter how good his martial arts skills were, Zhen Yuanzi would not dare to save people, let alone this was in the capital city. Even if you save someone, you can't escape. Lin Yi naturally knew this, but he still quarreled with the old Taoist as usual.
"You brat, what time has it been and you're still joking? You really want to wait for death! Huh?" Zhen Yuanzi's eyes widened with anger and he looked at Lin Yi expectantly.
Zhen Yuanzi thought to himself, your martial arts skills are so good, if you really want to run away by yourself, no one will be able to stop you. But there were people around him, so he couldn't remind him directly, and he was unwilling to suffer Lin Yi's death. He was afraid that the boy would forget that there was still a way to live.
"Lin Yi, this is the wine that my senior sister and I bought for you!" Mu Qing'er walked up to Lin Yi holding a small wine jar.
Looking at the wine jar in front of him, Lin Yi smiled and said, "Thank you Miss Mu and Miss Xu, you two are very interested!"
"Junior Brother Lin's life-saving grace, my two sisters will never forget it!" Senior Sister Xu whispered with tears in her eyes. Lin Yi looked at this kind-hearted woman and nodded with a smile.
"Lin Yi, in the past... I used to be a little more arrogant..." Mu Qing'er's eyes were also red. She patted the wine jar open and put it in Lin Yi's hand.
Lin Yi took the wine jar and made the shackles clatter. He smiled heartily: "The past is gone. I drank the farewell wine today!"
The wine jar was turned over, and the wine was flowing like water, "gulu, gulu", and he drank five kilograms of strong liquor in one go.
"Bang——" The wine jar fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
"Tong, Tong, Tong..."
Several more cannons were fired, and the expressions of the four men in Mengshan changed. Before they could say anything, they were driven aside by a group of soldiers.
"It's three quarters past noon, let's start the attack—!"
As the official's long tone sounded, an executioner took a large bowl, took a few sips of strong liquor, and then sprayed it on the ghost-headed sword in his hand. He shook his wrist, exuding cold murderous intent, and walked up to Master Yang.
Mr. Yang was still standing upright on his knees, not reacting to the movement around him. However, his angry eyes slowly closed, and his expression showed relief.
"I'll see you on your way. This favor is for nothing. You don't need to remember me. Every wrong has an end, and every debt has its owner. You will repay it in the next life!" the executioner muttered.
"Hey——!" shouted, and the steel knife slashed down like a whirlwind. The sword flashed, and a head flew far away, and several feet of blood mist suddenly spurted out from the neck cavity, bright red and rich!
Master Yang's lifeless body stretched forward in vain and fell under the wooden platform.
"good--!"
Earth-shattering cheers resounded in the sky above the intersection. People waved their fists, distorted their faces, raised their arms and shouted -
Blood filled the air, making the long-awaited crowd go crazy——
The executioner held his chest out, his hands clasped in his fists, and he saluted frequently to the crazy crowd, looking quite proud. The other executioner snorted in dissatisfaction and walked up to Lin Yi with red eyes.
The death row prisoner in front of him was still standing. The executioner was stunned for a moment, but the wave of shouts made him no longer care.
Squirting out a mouthful of strong wine to sacrifice the knife, the executioner yelled: "Come here, knock him down!"
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