It was noon, and although the Weishui Dry Bridge area was not as prosperous as the Tianqiao area, it was still lively.

The wind and snow finally stopped, and everyone went out to the market as scheduled.

"Tanghulu! Fragrant and sweet candied haws!"

"Rice Cake! Steaming Rice Cake!"

"Eat slowly, don't choke, you are such a kid..."

"..."

As Yu Chen walked among the crowd, he heard the noisy sounds around him, which were so clear that he was not used to them.

Even the rustle of the surrounding pedestrians’ boots on the snow was so clear!

Thinking about it, I'm afraid it's the benefit brought by the innate realm.

Yu Chen was muttering to himself as he mingled in the crowd and walked towards the Mingtong Vegetable Garden in the Hanqiao area.

As a restaurant in the Hanqiao area, compared to the crowded Chunfeng Restaurant, Mingtong Vegetable Garden is naturally not as delicious, and the price is not that scary.

Although he did not intend to use the money he had saved over the years to pay tribute to the servant who was exiled on the road, Yu Chen, who was accustomed to being frugal, could not bear to go to the Chunfeng Tower to have a feast.

When we arrived at the vegetable garden, there was a buzz of people.

Yu Chen ordered two roast chickens, a plate of pork head meat, and a bucket of rice. It took him half an hour to eat them all.

Then under the waiter's horrified gaze, he wiped his mouth, stepped forward, and walked out of the threshold.

When passing by the dry bridge, I heard the cadence of the storyteller under the bridge.

"But they said that those two tough-faced scoundrels, drunken and evil, were extremely cruel and ended up killing people!"

"Under the arrest of the government, the two of them chose a different route to escape. Unexpectedly, they ended up in the Qingfengling Mausoleum!"

"You know, that poor silly girl was buried in the mausoleum!"

"The two of them were like flies, scurrying around in the woods, but they didn't know they had been targeted by the evil ghost!"

"That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and everything was silent!"

"Suddenly, the torches were extinguished, and there was total darkness and a biting chill."

"The two scoundrels only heard the shrill wails that echoed throughout the mountains!"

"Give me my life! Give me my life! Give me my life!"

The storyteller has a ferocious expression and a hoarse voice, which makes the spectators around him get goosebumps!

"The two scoundrels were trembling all over. When they looked up, they saw a female ghost with disheveled hair, a green face, fangs, beadless eyes, and nails three feet tall, coming to kill her!"

"Although these two are bastards, have you ever seen such a scene?"

"I was immediately frightened and scared. I ran away. I actually went crazy!"

Bang!

When he wakes up, he slaps the wood, and the storyteller’s righteous speech awakens the world!

"The so-called natural principles are clear and good and evil will be rewarded. This is exactly what it is!"

This performance was so vivid and vivid that the people around him were mesmerized!

They donated generously and gave money.

Although it's not much, it's enough for food and clothing.

Finally, the storyteller looked at the time, put away the wooden folding fan, and was about to close the stall.

At this moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and said to the crowd again, "The government announced that at noon today, it was the two scoundrels who were beheading the people at the Zhengtong execution ground. If you are free, you can go and see these two murderers."

How the villains were killed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone started talking.

Yu Chen, who happened to pass by, was also startled.

That Dao Jian and Da Zhuang are going to be beheaded?

Is the yamen doing things very efficiently this time?

While muttering, he turned around and walked towards the Zhengtong execution ground.

The execution ground is located at the junction of Tianqiao and Hanqiao. The walk is only two-quarters of an hour, so it is not far.

Yu Chen had nothing to do anyway, so he just wanted to take a look.

——After witnessing the miserable situation of that silly woman, everyone hated the two scoundrels with a sharp face, and Yu Chen was no exception.

It must be quite satisfying to see a guy like this with his head on the ground.

What was a little surprising was that when he rushed to the execution ground, he actually met an acquaintance.

Well, not really acquainted, just a casual acquaintance.

When it was cold and the road was slippery, a young man hurriedly bumped into Yu Chen and fell to pieces.

Yu Chen lowered his head and saw that this man had a tall, strong face and was in a hurry. Wasn't he the son of the old shoemaker?

The other party rubbed his knees and looked up, obviously recognizing Yu Chen.

I was still murmuring in my heart, how could Yu Chen, who looked so thin and small, be able to stagger himself?

But after the square-faced young man got over his doubts, he didn't think about it carefully and assumed that his foot had slipped.

"Are you... the gravekeeper at Qingfengling?"

Compared with the dazed look when he saw him before, the square-faced young man who paid back all the money and decided never to gamble again, although his eyes were dark because he was frightened by Yu Chen last night, his whole body was full of energy.

However, his energy level has improved a lot.

Look at that look...relaxed.

Facing the other party's greeting, Yu Chen nodded, turned around and walked away.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the square-faced young man seemed to have heard the other party muttering, "The prodigal son will never be replaced with gold" or something like that.

But after shaking his head, he didn't think too much and went home.

He decided to wash his hands and start a new life.

When we arrived at the execution ground, it was just noon, so Yu Chen had no chance to hear the charges read out. He only saw two executioners holding bright swords. They sprayed a mouthful of strong liquor on the swords. They raised the swords and dropped them. With a click, the heads fell to the ground!

The two wolf-like heads with stupid expressions rolled across the snow, and bright red sprayed out, leaving another trace on the dark red ground of Zhengtong execution ground.

Then, the people's warm cheers echoed throughout the execution ground.

The guilty ones deserve what they deserve and should be killed according to the law. The evildoers will be killed and everyone will wait for them to return home!

But amid this extremely noisy crowd, Yu Chen suddenly felt in a trance.

Fifteen years ago, it was a cold winter like this, and at the Zhengtong execution ground, two heads like this rolled across the snow.

——Those are Yu Chen’s parents.

That year, when Yu Chen was more than four years old, he lost his parents and became a descendant of sinners.

When Yu Chen came back from his trance.

On the execution ground, most of the people had dispersed, leaving only a sparse dozen or so common people who were unwilling to leave.

——Most of them had been bullied by the two rogues Dao Lian and Da Zhuang. After seeing this scene, they were reluctant to leave for a long time.

The crowd didn't disperse until someone from the Yamen came to collect the bodies, loaded the two bodies and heads into a truck, and sent them to the place where they were sewn.

Yu Chen also disappeared among the crowd.

From beginning to end, not a word was said, it was as if they were just watching a beheading show.

Passing by Hanqiao Market, Yu Chen bought some rice and some meat.

——Today was an indulgence. He didn't want to come to a restaurant every day, so he would make a fire and eat by himself, which would last longer.

With rice in his left hand and meat in his right hand, the young grave-watcher pretended to be struggling in order not to attract attention. He was walking in the market, preparing to leave the county and go back to the mountains.

But suddenly I heard that not far away, there was mourning and music, like weeping and complaining, extremely sad and sad.

He turned around and saw a funeral procession walking through the streets and alleys. The yellowed money paper was like flying snow, and the fluttering silver banners roared, bringing endless mourning.

At the front of the team, a young man covered in plain white, wearing sackcloth and mourning was holding a portrait of the deceased with red eyes.

Yu Chen took a closer look and saw an old man over fifty years old on the portrait. He was serious in speech and expression, with solemn features and the look of a strict teacher.

Yu Chen was stunned.

He knew this person.

The most virtuous and respected teacher in the public schools in Hanqiao area is not only famous in the world, but he is also known to everyone in Weishui County.

Of course, Yu Chen knew him not because he went to a public school. Descendants of sinners do not have this qualification.

It's because this gentleman is kind to him.

After his parents were beheaded and lived on the street, this teacher passed by and gave Yu Chen food more than once.

Although it was not a great kindness, Yu Chen always remembered it in his heart.

It's a pity that good people don't live long.

Yu Chen sighed helplessly in his heart, and then he looked back and continued walking.

——As for the teacher, he is highly respected and his family has plenty of money, so he will naturally be sent to Mingyue Mausoleum.

But when he turned around, he saw a ray of light flashing out of the corner of his eye.

Inside the heavy coffin, a thin but tall figure came towards him.

That appearance was exactly the same as the portrait that the young man carried!

Coupled with the sound of sad music and the bursts of money and paper, the warm winter sun seems to have darkened, making it even more eerie!
Chapter completed!