When Yun Zhao returned to the yard and was about to have a big sleep, Qian Duoduo opened the window and stood outside and looked curiously at Yun Zhao sleeping on the kang.

"Idiot, I don't take you seriously."

Yun Zhao slid his body into the quilt, only half of his face revealed and said, "So you framed Qin Liang?"

"He said at the banquet that he wanted to treat me to chicken! He secretly."

"It should be good intentions?"

"If he treats me openly, I will think it is a kindness, avoiding his grandfather, his parents and brothers, and then inviting me softly, that is, he has ulterior motives. Are you right?"

"So you refused loudly, right?"

"Yes, he is not generous, I am a generous person! By the way, you were peeking at the map last night. Have you thought about who has robbed?"

"There is no way. Xi'an City is just a solid cage. It's easy to rob in the city, but it's too difficult to get out. It seems that this matter needs to be discussed again."

"Coward! Even Monkey King dares to make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace!"

"The main reason is that Monkey King cannot kill him. If I can't kill him, I dare to do so!"

"I'll give you an idea. There is a place called Mingyuelou that is very rich. Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Why is Mingyue Tower? Where is that place?"

"Britain, the place I bought this time is Mingyue Tower."

"You hate this place?"

"I'm in the Mingyue Tower."

"You are all stolen by the King of Mountains, and you still care about a body contract? That thing is useless. I don't believe those people dare to go to Lantian Mountain to find you!"

"Okay, I made up the matter. When your Shan Wang robbed me, I thought it would be bad, so I pushed a man into a ditch and covered it up with grass. Your Shan Wang didn't notice it, and killed the guards of Mingyue Tower and the rich madam, but released some miserable drivers.

Then, the person I hid was sent to Mingyue Tower by those damn coachmen, and now, I want to get him out."

"Your love man?" Yun Zhao showed his quilt halfway.

"My brother!"

The smile on Qian Duoduo's face disappeared. This was the first time Yun Zhao saw her so solemn.

"You didn't say you were the only one in your family, you were still..."

"If you say something I used to be, just think I'm farting..." Qian Duoduo immediately interrupted without waiting for Yun Zhao to finish his words.

"How can I know what you said is true and that sentence is false?"

"If you rescue my brother, I will never say anything in the future!"

Yun Zhao closed his eyes, yawned and said, "Wait until I wake up!"

When a woman wants to do something big like saving her younger brother, it is simply an excuse for others to sleep.

So, Yun Zhao was put on his clothes and set off quickly.

Although it was a bit strange for a little boy and a little girl to go shopping in brothels, Yun Meng and the others still kept up with it honestly.

After hearing Yun Zhao's whereabouts, the housekeeper of Qin just smiled coldly and did not stop him. He pointed at the direction casually and closed the door, as if he was afraid that others would know that this group was a relative of Qin.

The sun in the sky is very big and there is no cloud. It is a good weather, and the pedestrians on the street are all heading in one direction.

Yun Zhao and his men were surrounded by the crowd and stumbled all the way to the front of a not-so-large platform.

Since he came, he would be at peace. It is said that dramas have been around since the Ming Dynasty, and Yun Zhao really wanted to see the most primitive dramas.

Qian Duoduo was so anxious that Yun Zhao decided to watch the excitement first.

With a gong, a thin man was dragged to the stage, and a sign was inserted on the back of his neck, which made the tall Yunhu shiver.

With two gongs, an executioner with a ghost-headed knife came to the side of the thin man. The always-fierce cloud leopard shrank his neck.

Three gongs sounded, and the executioner took off the wooden sign behind the man's neck. Yun Meng's face turned pale and she sighed.

Yun Zhao looked at the three uncles behind him with strange expressions in confusion, and couldn't help but tremble after the drum sounded.

The anxious Qian Duoduo pulled Yun Zhao's sleeve and said, "What are the people here looking at? Let's get out first."

Yun Zhao shook his head and said, "Look at it first..."

"What's the best thing to look at? You want to look at it. I'll dance for you when I come back. It's much better than these people's dancing."

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a dark red robe in the factory opened a volume of documents and shouted at the top of his voice: "The autumn ceremony began! Kill one of the giant bandits flying up the grass!"

Then, the crowd cheered in various shapes, but the loudest shouts were heard.

I thought there would be a solemn ceremony afterwards, and I thought there would be a ritual such as three cannons, but I saw an executioner lifting his sword and the head pressed on the wooden pier left my body.

The executioner stepped on the corpse flying on the grass with his feet to prevent the corpse from sliding down. His headless neck sprayed blood in front of a wooden barrel until blood was no longer gushing in his neck, and then he pulled the corpse aside with one kick...

A head with wide eyes had fallen to the ground at this time. A vicious soldier kicked the head into the crowd with his feet and shouted: "Look clearly, this is the flying thief who traveled thousands of families a day and stole hundreds of households at night!"

As the head rolled, the crowd scattered everywhere, making the head feel like it was no one else's place.

The head jumped to Yun Zhao's feet, Qian Duoduo screamed and rode on Yun Zhao's waist, hugging him tightly.

Yun Zhao turned his head and looked at the head. At this time, the head was also looking at him and blinked his eyes mischievously.

Yun Meng held the hair on the head and threw his head onto the stage. The executioner on the stage bowed at Yun Meng politely and kicked it again, and the head fell into a huge willow basket.

Yun Zhao entered a very wonderful situation... unspeakable.

It was not until a dirty, disheveled man with ragged clothes howled and was taken to the high platform again that Yun Zhao woke up from that indescribable situation.

This time, he opened his eyes wide and decided not to hide.

"Kill a big-mouth thief, a bandit in the Crescent Mountain!"

The red robe officials seemed extremely impatient.

The same executioner didn't seem to have the intention to spray wine on the ghost head knife anymore, and he slashed the ghost head knife hard without caring about the thief shouting "unfairly" from the mouth.

With the same standard itinerary, the body was still left on the platform and bleeding into the wooden barrel, and the head was still kicked by the military soldiers as a ball...

Yun Zhao was holding a beautiful little girl in his small body, which was very conspicuous in the crowd, so the bastard soldier who thought he was helping Yun Zhao kicked the head at Yun Zhao's feet again.

This head is different from the previous one. The previous one is just blinking, and the expression of this head becomes much more vivid. Tears are still flowing in the corners of the eyes, the mouth is still squirming, and the eyes are full of pleading...

Yun Zhao wanted to tear Qian Duoduo off his body, but he tried twice but failed. Yun Meng sighed again, picked up the head on the ground and threw it back to the executioner.

On this sunny morning, Yun Zhao saw with his own eyes that the heads of six people were cut off alive.

The officials have no mercy on these beheaded people, just like watching people kill pigs... Maybe they are not as good as killing pigs. At least they have full expectations for the meat that is about to come... No one eats their meat for these killed people... So, besides disgust, they are still disgusted.

Human life is not considered a human life in the eyes of an executioner. Cutting someone else's head is just a job for him, ordinary and boring.

Yun Zhao had never seen anyone killed in his previous life. Although there were many rumors, I had seen it with my own eyes. This was the first time... No, to be precise, this is the sixth time.

People, it is enough to be shocked once a day, and six times a day will become numb.

However, Yun Zhao's idea of ​​coming to Xi'an to do something big, and at this time it dissipated like a hot soup poured on white snow.

It has to be admitted that the legal education work in the Ming Dynasty was done simply and roughly... and seemed to be very effective.

After watching the murder, whether it was Yun Zhao, Yun Meng, Yun Bao, or Yun Hu, they all wanted to have a meal.

The delicious food that will never change in the old bowl of Guanzhong is noodles. If you add a bowl of clear soup mutton, it will be a paradise for hungry people.

The head is very important, mainly because the mouth grows on it, and a few people eat noodles so much that they fully exert the importance of the mouth.
Chapter completed!