The soil was frozen hard in winter, and it was very difficult to dig no matter how hard you worked. Several young men dug profusely and finally dug a deep pit as high as one person.
Jian Yu looked at it and was quite satisfied: "Throw the person in, expose his head, and let him breathe a few more times."
Dali Temple is indeed a cruel place. Let's just execute him. He was buried alive. Can't he just be shot to death?
Liang Meng was a little hesitant. He didn't know whether he didn't dare to throw away Xie Pingsheng, or whether he didn't want to throw away Xie Pingsheng.
Fortunately, there are those who are naive and bold. Liang Meng immediately ordered the two men around him, and they took orders and pushed Xie Pingsheng over.
The coachman who had been standing silently just now took the wine jar from the carriage and walked to Jian Yu.
Jian Yu waved his hand without even looking: "Let him have one last meal and send him on his way."
The coachman responded in a low voice and walked over with the wine jar and bowl.
Xie Pingsheng had been thrown into the pit. The pit was very deep. Only his head and a small part of his shoulders were exposed. Once the soil was filled in, even if his head was exposed, he would die of suffocation very quickly.
Bai Yue couldn't bear to say: "Xie Pingsheng and I have finally fought side by side. Now that he is leaving, I will go and have a few words with him."
The guards retreated slightly, and Bai Yue walked up to Xie Pingsheng. She didn't care whether the floor was dirty or not, so she sat down cross-legged. She didn't want to wash her own clothes anyway.
Xie Pingsheng's head was now exposed, and his hair was messy. At first glance, he thought he had a head growing out of the soil, which was a bit scary.
"I'm talking about Lao Xie." Bai Yue's address made everyone speechless: "What are you talking about? Why are you so worried about it all of a sudden?"
The driver opened the wine jar. This wine turned out to be very good wine. Although Bai Yue couldn't drink it, he could still smell it. It was definitely not the three-penny-a-bowl price on the street. Is this considered Jian Yu's hospice care?
Bai Yue didn't care about Xie Ping's physiology and ignored her, and continued: "You are so confused in this matter, and I am so disappointed."
The driver put down two bowls and poured a glass of wine.
Bai Yue said: "I know you did this for your father, but although your father is your biological father, we are also close friends, right?"
Friends are just friends, why are there relatives and friends? When he said this, the driver who poured the wine paused for a moment.
Bai Yue picked up a bowl of wine and sighed: "As the saying goes, parents are not close if they are close, and parents cannot live forever. Even if children are close, they are not close, and a house full of children cannot be kept. But we are different, we
We are friends. How can we forget old friends? Friendship lasts forever, and friends are the dearest, brother."
The coachman's hand shook and he spilled a few drops of wine.
Xie Pingsheng said nothing, his hair was messy and disheveled in the dark forest, and his expression could not be seen, but he glanced in the direction of Jian Yu inexplicably, wondering if he wanted Jian Yu to drag Bai Yue away quickly.
"Come, let's have a drink. I tell you that I don't drink, so I will make an exception for you." Bai Yue took a bowl and saw the driver put another bowl to Xie Pingsheng's mouth, so he touched it with him.
Xie Pingsheng did not refuse. The coachman might have been afraid of spilling the wine, so he carefully brought the wine to his mouth and fed him a big sip. He tasted the wine, was satisfied with the wine, nodded slightly, and the coachman gave him another sip.
Those who knew were death row prisoners, but those who didn't knew thought they were uncles. Bai Yue was speechless, thinking that he had better make a quick decision to avoid long nights and endless dreams.
So she also brought the wine to her mouth. It was impossible to drink it all. She took a sip and tasted it. Speaking of it, she had been in this era for more than a month, and she had never drank wine from this era. I wonder if it was as recorded in history.
It tastes so bad.
Bai Yue took a sip coolly, and then...poof...
Sour, astringent, bitter and spicy, all kinds of strong flavors filled her entire mouth, and she almost smashed the bowl in her hand.
"This is too...too...too unpleasant to drink." Bai Yue stared at the wine in the bowl and felt sad. This is still good wine, what must the inferior wine taste like? It's really pitiful.
Jian Yu was watching not far away, and did not disturb Bai Yue and Xie Pingsheng's relatives and friends to say goodbye. It was not until this moment that his expression changed.
"You don't know how to drink but you still join in the fun." Jian Yu walked over and pulled Bai Yue up.
"It tastes too bad." Bai Yue pointed to the wine jar on the ground, and while wiping his mouth with his sleeve, he said shamelessly: "Wait until I brew you some good wine, it will taste ten times or a hundred times better than this."
Jian Yu felt Xie Pingsheng's eyes light up for a moment, but then he was dragged away by Jian Yu.
"The words have been said, let's drink together." Jian Yu said coldly: "Let's fill in the soil."
After saying that, Jian Yu stood up and said loudly to the dark forest around him: "Xie Jiang, I know you are coming. Now is the only chance to save your son. If you come out, I promise not to hurt your son's life no matter what."
Other matters are also easy to discuss."
It was quiet all around, and no one spoke.
Jian Yu said again: "You still have one more time to burn incense, think about it carefully. You are already old, but this is your son. He has managed to live a stable life for these years. You can't bear to let him be killed."
Are you in trouble?"
Bai Yue just sprayed a sleeve of wine by himself and sat on the ground for a while. His body was a little dirty and wet, so he got into the carriage first.
If Xie Jiang didn't come out soon, it would be too cruel for Xie Ping's life to be buried. She couldn't just watch, so she might as well close her eyes.
Jian Yu finished shouting, waited for a while, and was about to give orders when he suddenly heard a hoarse voice: "Wait a minute."
The sound came from deep in the forest. Liang Meng was about to lead people there. Jian Yu waved his hand: "Xie Jiang, you are here."
After so long, everyone was excited to finally see this long-dead person. Xie Pingan and the coachman standing beside him tried their best to look forward. However, Xie Pingan's hair was too messy and dark and he couldn't see his face clearly.
Can't see the expression clearly.
"Dad." Xie Ping'an shouted: "Go quickly and leave me alone."
Bai Yue squirted half of the sip of wine and swallowed half of it. At this moment, he actually felt a little dizzy. His body's alcohol capacity was too low. Can he get drunk with just one sip of 20-degree wine?
She heard strange noises outside and guessed something had happened, so she quickly opened the curtains a little and looked outside.
"You are my son, can I leave you alone?" Xie Jiang heard his son's voice, stepped closer, and sighed: "I have raised you all these years, and I can't really watch you die."
Jian Yu raised his hand to stop everyone and stood still: "Xie Jiang, I actually asked you to come out without any ill intentions. If you are willing to cooperate, let's have a good talk."
In order to show the greatest sincerity, Jian Yu even took a few steps back, and Liang Meng and others also took a few steps back.
The black shadow walked a few steps and stopped. Although his voice was a bit old, it was calm: "I want to see my son first. He doesn't know anything about Shitu. What's the use of asking him? This is too cruel."