The spectators outside watched this scene and talked a lot, waiting for the arrival of three quarters of noon. Some of them commented: "Who is going to be executed this time? Is it Liu Yidao or Wu Touguan?"
A well-informed person next to him said: "The Xi family spent a lot of money to invite the number one executioner in the capital, Run Wang Zhan!"
"Ah! I actually invited the king of leaps. It seems that Mr. Xi Laiyun is very lucky. Cut him off in two. Today is not in vain. Let's take a look."
There is a lot of knowledge in beheading in this execution ground. The executioner holds a knife to cut off the head. There is a lot of knowledge. Some people have offended countless enemies. During the execution, someone bribed the executioner and deliberately cut more times during the execution to make the deceased die in pain in order to retaliate.
hatred.
Some relatives of sinners paid the executioner to cut off their heads and let their relatives go away happily.
In fact, this chopping is not that simple. Only one cut can be done to break the neck, and if it hits the third neck bone, the head of the knife will fly away, and the deceased will die happily.
In addition, some of the victims were paralyzed, some were frightened, and some were uncooperative. It was not easy to cut off their heads so easily.
At three quarters of noon, the cannon sounded three times and the execution began.
An executioner wearing a mask appeared on the execution ground. Countless onlookers around him stared wide-eyed. They were watching the decapitation. In fact, the most exciting thing was when someone robbed the execution ground. At that time, the battle between soldiers and bandits was the most exciting.
Wonderful things.
The executioner walked up to Lord Xi Laiyun and said, "The time has come, Lord Xi Laiyun is ready to go."
Lord Xi Laiyun straightened his neck and said, "Come on, eighteen years later, I will be a good man again!"
Suddenly the sword flashed, the head flew up, and blood splattered everywhere.
There was a lot of crying below, and some people praised him for being a good man. The executioner, Run Wangzhan, walked over to the next person, who was so frightened that he trembled into a ball and collapsed on the ground.
Run Wangzhan stretched out his hand and grabbed his head, pulled it down sharply and kicked him hard. The man couldn't help but stretch his head upwards, and with a flash of the sword, there were eighteen people in a row, one by one, one by one.
, without any hesitation.
There were screams below, everyone was beheaded, and the executioner, Run Wangzhan, turned around and left, leaving the Meridian Gate guillotine in the special passage.
After leaving the Meridian Gate Guillotine, Yan Wangzhan took off his mask, and it turned out that he was Yuwen Zhouyuan who had left the capital of Daxiong Kingdom for five years and entered the mortal world to experience the way of life and death. However, now he has no aura in his body and is no different from that mortal.
Yuwen Zhouyuan returned to the courtyard he bought here. The courtyard was not on the main street, but rather remote. It was difficult to find without someone to guide him. The courtyard was large and desolate.
Yuwen Zhouyuan returned here and came to the house silently, and was greeted by a woman dressed as a young woman.
This woman was none other than Dongfang Hancui. She had successfully advanced to the late stage of True Master a few months ago. After her promotion, as soon as her state stabilized, she left seclusion to accompany Yuwen Zhouyuan and then entered the mortal world to experience mortal life.
Dongfang Hancui took out a pen and paper for him and silently studied the ink. Yuwen Zhouyuan took the pen and started to draw. What he drew were the portraits of the eighteen people who were beheaded by him.
In this painting, the faces of the eighteen of them are all on this paper. Some of them are crying and some are laughing. If you look carefully, their whole lives are all on this paper. The ignorance when they were born, the joy and joy when they were babbling, and their growth.
The true king of joys and sorrows, his heroic loyalty throughout his life, and his unwillingness when he was caught.
The glory and wealth they once enjoyed, the bitter pain they suffered, the angry roars when they were beheaded, and the last sound of fear and hesitation, all of this is reflected on this drawing paper.
Everyone who was killed by Yuwen Zhouyuan had his body invaded by Yuwen Zhouyuan's Heartbeating Traceless Technique. Their entire lives were understood by Yuwen Zhouyuan, and then they were cut in half with a sword and their heads fell to the ground.
These memories gradually came to mind, and Yuwen Zhouyuan drew them one by one, and with a flick of his hand, they appeared on the paper.
In this painting, Yuwen Zhouyuan gradually understood their feelings and tasted their lives. The strokes became more and more profound, and all their voices, appearances, and appearances were painted on the rice paper.
Time passed quickly, and when night fell, Yuwen Zhouyuan finally came to an end, and the eighteen portraits were painted.
At this time Dongfang Hancui came over and said, "Brother, the food is ready and you can eat it."
"Okay!" Yuwen Zhouyuan put down his pen, agreed, glanced at Dongfang Hancui gently and walked back.
During this period of time, the two of them were in a peaceful state of mind and lived completely in a human way.
Yuwen Zhouyuan is no different from a mortal now. He never uses magical spiritual power. Even when he swung a sword to behead someone, he did so with his own strength, without any help from magic.
After finishing the eighteen pictures, Dongfang Hancui hung them one after another on the dense strings under the beams. It turned out that there were hundreds of pictures hanging in the room, each one of them.
So real and lifelike.
In these portraits, there are old people, children, adults, great evil, good people, people who are willing to die, and people who are unforgivable. Now they are just pictures.
The night wind blew by, and they seemed to be shouting in the wind, shouting to give me my head back.
Under this portrait, Yuwen Zhouyuan was eating his dinner in silence. At this time, the first watch of the wooden clapper sounded, signaling that it was time for the guests to come to the door.
Under the guidance of the county and government officials, relatives of the sinners who would be executed in the future came here one after another. Their purpose of coming here was to ask the king to kill them so that they could send their relatives on their way happily.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was not afraid of those who came. He accepted the money and gave it all to Dongfang Hancui for safekeeping. He only wanted the instant enlightenment of life and death through beheading, and nothing else.
Then he sat in this courtyard all night until he stood up at dawn the next day. At this time, Dongfang Hangong would ask someone to bring a plate of tofu. Yuwen Zhouyuan began to practice his knife skills with tofu, and began to peel the tofu step by step.
Come on. Shave this board of tofu into thin pieces of tofu, as thin as paper.
He did not use any magic to strike with this sword, but relied on his body's induction. Every time he struck the sword, a word "death" would appear behind him, and the power of death jumped out of the sword.
After practicing like this for five years, beheading hundreds of people, the word "death" gradually dissipated. Every time I swung the sword, it never appeared again, because it had been integrated into Yuwen Zhouyuan's whole body, and the Tao followed naturally.
This time, Yu Wen Zhouyuan swung his knife again, peeling the tofu piece by piece. Suddenly, there was a sound of chaos outside, and he saw a neighbor carrying someone back. That neighbor was actually Yu Wen Zhouyuan's colleague.
The executioner known as Liu Yidao.
It seems that Liu Yidao was unlucky and encountered the most lively event, the robbery of the execution ground. I don’t know why, but those heroes were never in a hurry to rob the execution ground. If the executioner didn’t raise his sword, they would never do it. If he had to raise his sword here, then
While taking action, Liu Yidao received a dart like this. It seemed that he had enjoyed his dinner well.
Sure enough, after a while, the trumpet of Liu Yidao's house started blowing, a funeral tent was set up, and the deceased began to perform rituals. It seemed that the person was dead.
Yuwen Zhouyuan told Dongfang Hancui to take out twelve taels of silver and go there to pay homage. After all, they were colleagues.
After Dongfang Hancui came back, he brought news that Liu Yidao beheaded the famous thief Juhu and the three monsters of Juhu today. Two of them and three monsters came to rob the law field. After a final battle, the big monster was not rescued.
Go, the two monsters and the three monsters were also trapped here and were arrested together.
This calamity was a serious crime, and he was immediately sentenced severely. The sentence was completed three days later, and all three brothers were executed.
On this day, Yuwen Zhouyuan came back from beheading and killed ten people. After returning, he painted again to understand the way of life and death.
Then he heard a knock on the door from outside. Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed and shook his head. The wind was still and the trees were still standing. According to the rules, the county captain and the mansion captain led the beheading of the relatives of the people who were beheaded at night. There was only one person who could come at this time.
Possibly, forced by others.
Dongfang Hancui went over to open the door, and the county lieutenant walked in with a pale face and four young people. Among them were three men and one woman. Although they were all handsome, they all had murderous intent on their bodies, and they obviously had lives on their hands.
Two of them were carrying a large box. The box was extremely heavy, and their footprints could confirm that it was filled with gold.
The county lieutenant looked pale and said tremblingly: "Brother Yuwen, brother Yuwen, they came to you to discuss the beheading with you. I have something else to do, you guys can talk..."
After saying this, the county captain hurriedly wanted to leave. One of the young men left with him. After leaving, a murderous look flashed and everything became calm.
The other three people walked in silently, and the girl among them said with a smile on her face: "Senior, are you the King of Runner Zhan? The juniors have something to ask for."
Yuwen Zhouyuan ignored the three of them and just painted there silently.
After a while the young man came back, nodded, and finished the matter.
Under the leadership of the girl, the four of them walked into the lobby. The girl tilted her head and said, "It's weird, why does someone seem to be shouting in this room?"
The other teenagers listened attentively and said, "No, we didn't hear anything."
The girl looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, watching him draw the portrait, and said, "This image is really lifelike. Senior, we are here to ask you for something."
After saying that, the two young men opened the box, and suddenly there was a golden light inside, revealing a box of gold.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't even look at it, he was still painting there, and the girl didn't care, and continued: "As long as the senior helps us draw the sword a moment later in the execution field tomorrow, all the gold will be yours."
Yu Wen Zhouyuan still ignored them and continued to paint. The girl didn't care about Yu Wen Zhouyuan's reaction. She just looked at Yu Wen Zhouyuan's figure silently. The gold was just going through the motions.
After watching for a while, one of the strong men said: "Miss, how about it, let one of us dress him up."
The girl said: "Let Lao Lu do it. His body shape is very similar to his. He also likes to wear a mask. It doesn't have to be easy."
One of the young people said: "Okay, don't worry, Miss, I will definitely handle everything for you."
The few of them completely ignored Yuwen Zhouyuan's existence and started chatting here, planning to kill Yuwen Zhouyuan and pretend to be him at the execution ground tomorrow to perform the beheading mission in order to rescue the three Juhu monsters.
They talked about theirs, and Yu Wen Zhouyuan did his own. Finally, the ten portraits were completed. Yu Wen Zhouyuan looked at these portraits, nodded constantly, walked aside, and then hung them on the string.