In the bustling Fengtianmen Square, several prisoners begged and cried in unison. Many women in gorgeous clothes threw themselves on the ground and cried hysterically. They lost their former graceful and luxurious temperament. The six gods were so frightened that they huddled in a ball on the ground and shivered.
Trembling.【】
Right in front of Zhong Qingye, there were twenty-seven or eight crosses erected high on the huge field, and a person was tied to each rack. The scarlet fire breathed out, wrapping the person's body in it, thick and dense
Smoke evaporated violently, mixed with unknown black suspended objects that were blown into the air by the heat and danced with the wind. The huge flames reflected half of the sky red, and everything in front of them was constantly distorted by the huge heat.
In my ears, the heart-rending roar of the burned man was like the hysterical roar of a wild animal before death, shaking the entire sky. The craziness of the sound seemed to come from the pain deep in the soul. Even the heavy palaces seemed to be shaking.
Tremble at this roar.
What's this?
Zhong Qingye looked puzzled at the large group of mourning people in front of her. Didn't she come for interrogation? Why did she feel like she had entered a crematorium when she got here?
"Those disrespectful witchcraft dolls were found in these people's rooms." Qi Mo, who was following her, walked up slowly and put his arm around her shoulders.
Zhong Qingye raised his eyebrows and turned his head towards him. The heat wave was steaming, and their black hair was blown around, but Qi Mo's expression was unclear.
The roar in my ears gradually became lower, as if I could no longer bear the burning of the flames. Life was wiped out by the last heavy makeup of the fire, and it slowly came to an end.
Zhong Qingye turned his head and looked to the right. There was a long square table, covered with golden cloth, with a lot of messy things on it. A young man wearing a black top hat was holding a strange whisk, which looked like
He was shaking like a lunatic and didn't know what he was doing.
"That's the concubine of the Sacrificial Temple." Qi Mo explained calmly beside him, paused, lowered his voice slightly, and seemed to be sneering: "Stupid thing."
Zhong Qingye nodded and looked at the so-called divine concubine silently. Regardless of whether this guy was really capable or just pretending, at least in this witchcraft incident, the role he played was self-evident.
Turning towards the raging fire that was no longer alive, Zhong Qingye had an expression on his face. This must have been suggested by the so-called divine concubine. Let all the filth disappear in the sacred flame. Isn't that what they are saying?
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"Prince Rui, Princess."
Just when Zhong Qingye was lost in thought, a man seemed to have just noticed them. He walked over quickly and gave the two of them a big smile with a charming smile on his face. His slightly wrinkled face looked shiny and red under the firelight.
"One of the three general judges of the Judiciary Office." Qi Mo explained meaningfully from the side. Zhong Qingye nodded indifferently, with no intention of speaking at all.
"My lord and princess, you've been waiting for a long time. Come, please take a seat." Seeing that Zhong Qingye didn't want to see him, the man didn't feel embarrassed at all. He enthusiastically directed to the city platform on one side, with a smile on his face and a large crowd of people crying.
The sadness is extremely annoying.
Qi Mo nodded indifferently, hugged Zhong Qingye and swaggered towards the city platform. When he came up, he saw that three exquisite high seats had been set up here, cushioned with elegant dark red silk embroidered cushions. Each high seat
There is an exquisite small table next to it, and even tea and snacks are prepared on it.
"Third brother and third sister-in-law, it's so slow, but let me, fifth brother, wait." A lazy tone slowly came from the high chair on the far left. Because of the angle, he couldn't see the other party for the time being, but there was a dark purple one.
The arm in the brocade robe reached out, slowly picked up a grape and took it back.
Zhong Qingye rolled his eyes. It turned out that it was not just her and Qi Mu who were invited, but Qi Yu was also invited.
Qi Mo waved his hand coldly, and the man leading the way withdrew from the city platform. On the high platform, only Qi Mo, Qi Yu and Zhong Qingye were left.
"Invited?" Qi Mo pulled Zhong Qingye to the chair on the far right and sat down, while he took a seat in the middle. According to the status of the three people, they should be arranged like this.
From the unique angle of the city platform, the entire square was clearly visible. Although Zhong Qingye didn't like this scene, he had to sit down.
"I can't help it. My dear eldest brother invites you. How can you not support me as a younger brother?" Qi Yu kept his lazy tone and slowly took a sip of ginseng tea.
Qi Mo did not comment, but also took a sip from the tea cup next to him, his expression calm and unperturbed.
Downstairs, as the protagonists arrived, the so-called "interrogation" finally began.
Zhong Qingye looked at the men who were sharpening their knives and ferociously brought out various instruments of torture and walked towards the twenty or so prisoners selected by the concubine. Only then did he understand what this so-called interrogation was.
Screams tore through the sky, and blood trickled down, shaped like a small river, with as many as three digit types, including whips, sticks, finger-twisting, etc. that often appear in modern costume TV dramas. After the previous round,
Burning people alive, coupled with the current various criminal laws, frightened the prisoners who had temporarily "survived", many timid women almost became stupid, and the messy sounds disturbed people.
It wasn't until the more than 20 prisoners gradually stopped breathing that Zhong Qingye went to the Justice Office and interrogated the prisoners who were already mentally shattered. Many of them were beaten into submission under the shock and torture.
Zhong Qingye was shocked. She had thought that she would at least be handed over to the Justice Department for a thorough interrogation, then convicted, and finally punished according to law. Unexpectedly, these people were not even interrogated, and they were dispersed with cruel criminal laws.
Be defensive, and then give in and make a move.
What the hell is this? As the emperor, if Qi Mu insists that these people are the ones who used witchcraft to harm him, he can just chop them off with a knife. Why do he need to ask them to plead guilty? Why go to all the trouble to kill her and Qi Mu?
Mo and even Qi Yu were brought here to watch this farce. What on earth was he thinking?!
"Has the third brother received the intention of the eldest brother this time?"
Downstairs is a slaughterhouse full of blood, but the two men upstairs can sit in this smelly place and drink tea and eat leisurely. Zhong Qingye doesn't know how they eat, isn't it disgusting?
"A very beautiful threat." Qi Mo lowered his head and said casually: "I accept it."