Chapter 201

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Finally, the stone plaque hanging around Wei Xiaobei's neck emitted a faint circle of white light.

With this circle of white light enveloping himself, Wei Xiaobei found that the heavy pressure from top to bottom suddenly reduced a lot, so that his body can slowly recover from the bending shape.

"Hmm? The waist token of the Ming Lun messenger?" With this hesitation, the patrol City God's soldiers and horses made his face a little black, but the heavy pressure dissipated at the moment of his voice, which made Wei Xiaobei secretly relieved.

At this time, the white light emitted by the stone tablet also disappeared and recovered its previous appearance.

"You have something to do with the Ming Lun messenger?"

The patrol of the City God's troops and horses didn't make his face better, but his tone involuntarily became kinder.

Wei small North suddenly judged out, I'm afraid that this relationship between Town God's Temple and Baita Mountain will not be very good, but Town God's Temple is not too dare to offend Baita Mountain, the land official is kind to himself, it is entirely because of its lower rank.

The members of the Town God's Temple city horse, who are equivalent to the status of the director of the Public Security Bureau in the sun, can not be so kind to themselves. They can let go in time and do not kill themselves on the spot.

In this way, Wei Xiaobei didn't dare to do whatever he wanted with this stone tablet. He nodded immediately, but his whole body was still in a tight state and was ready to explode at any time.

No matter how big the difference between his strength and the other party's strength is, no matter he is now on the other party's territory, if the other party dares to continue shooting at him, Wei Xiaobei will not wait to die. Even if he dies, he will drag one into the water!

"Well, if you are a mere mortal, you have to rush into Town God's Temple's heavy land. You should have stripped your soul of punishment. This God has seen you on the face of the Ming wheel.

The green robed official said two words with pride and disdain on his face, and then waved his right hand gently towards Wei Xiaobei.

Wei Xiaobei didn't even have time to react, so he felt a flower in front of him. When I was able to see the surrounding scenery clearly, I found that I had left the county seat and was in a long and narrow ditch, which was full of stones and next to a deserted hill. There are some wild peach trees on it.

Peach mountain!

Wei Xiaobei is familiar with this deep ditch and hill. When he was a child, he ran here to practice courage with his classmates.

It is only a mile away from the county.

Because there are some wild peach trees on the mountain, it is called peach mountain, including the hill and the deep ditch.

This place is located in the south of Baita county. The scenery is not very beautiful. It is a fierce place. It has been the place where the officials cut their heads since ancient times.

Um. It's the imperial execution ground in Baita county.

Even after the founding of new China, this is a place for execution.

In short, this is not a good place.

Unexpectedly, the border patrol city god soldier and horse envoy sent himself here.

But then again, it is estimated that his power can only be sent here.

After looking at the stones around him, Wei Xiaobei frowned.

There are patches of black and dry blood on these stones, emitting a trace of blood smell.

This is not consistent with reality.

In reality, the place where taozishan execution ground kills people is not in this ditch, but on a flat ground next to it.

The prisoner knelt on the ground. At the command, the knife wielding, the shooting, and then the prisoner's family converged on the body.

Even if there's blood. It's just on the flat ground. It's gone when you cover it with lime.

It is absolutely impossible to stain the blood in this ditch.

Thinking of this, Wei Xiaobei's look became more solemn.

The smell here makes Wei Xiaobei a little uneasy.

You must leave here as soon as possible.

Wei Xiaobei thought for a moment and walked towards the ditch wall. As long as he reached the ditch wall. With Wei Xiaobei's skill or taking root under his feet, he can go out more easily.

But before Wei Xiaobei took two steps, a strange sound came from all around the ditch.

The sound of the knife cutting into the body is not big, but it seems very terrible in this silent ditch.

If an ordinary person is here, I'm afraid the sound alone will scare half to death, let alone do anything else.

Wei Xiaobei is naturally not the kind of timid person. As soon as his legs kicked on the ground, he jumped up against a boulder.

When Wei Xiaobei jumped to the top of the boulder and looked in the direction of footsteps, he couldn't help opening his mouth.

It was a giant more than five meters in size.

The upper body is naked and the lower body is wearing a pair of gray pants. The style is simple. There are not many muscles in the whole body. All of them are pickled meat. They have a big belly, hold a machete in their right hand, tie a red cloth strip between the forehead on their head, have a ferocious face and a ferocious look. Their body moves. Their fat flesh is like a wave of waves. Waves are not flat and waves rise again.

The first impression in Wei Xiaobei's mind is the executioner!

In addition to being too tall, the rest are no different from the ancient executioners who specialized in cutting heads.

What the executioner did at this time was to cut off his head.

There is a rare open space in the ditch. In front of the executioner, there are more than a dozen prisoners in ancient clothes. They have different shapes and looks. The only thing that is the same is that everyone has a tall white cloth flag inserted in the back of their neck.

The white flag is written in big red characters.

There are road robberies, house robberies, street killings, adultery, murder for money and so on.

In short, what these guys wrote on the white banners inserted in the back of their necks should be their crime.

"Shua!"

The executioner, holding a knife in both hands, cut down at a man who was killing in the street.

The machete was extremely sharp. Once it went down, there was no obstacle at all. The head of the murderer in the street flew out, and a stream of black blood gushed out of his neck.

The executioner's movements were very fast, and he could cut off the heads of more than a dozen prisoners kneeling.

The ground was filled with black blood, and the bodies knelt on the ground one by one, unwavering.

At this time, the executioner's eyes looked around. Wei Xiaobei quickly lowered his body and hid himself in a pit on the boulder.

Seeing that there was no movement around, the executioner shuddered his machete and inserted it on the ground. Then he took a wine gourd from his waist, shook it and poured it into his mouth.

Then a refreshing aroma of wine spread around.

Even Wei Xiaobei, hiding on the boulder, couldn't help twitching his nose.

As a wine fairy who was forced to practice his drinking capacity, Wei Xiaobei didn't know much about wine varieties, but he could also feel the mellow aroma of the wine, and a few threads of body fluid came out of his mouth.

Poof!

What Wei Xiaobei didn't expect was that the executioner didn't drink the wine, but sprayed it out.

The thick wine fog will diffuse all around in an instant.

What does the executioner want?

Wei Xiaobei couldn't help wondering, but the situation at the next moment widened Wei Xiaobei's eyes.

As the wine mist filled the air, the bodies in the wine mist began to shake. Soon they stood up from the ground, groped with their hands on the ground, and put their heads around their necks when they touched their heads.

With a violent shaking, these guys who had their heads cut off and couldn't die anymore knelt in front of the executioner intact.

All the scars on his neck disappeared, not even a scar left.

revive?

Wei Xiaobei couldn't help being interested in the wine gourd in the executioner's hand.

In any case, judging from the previous scene, the resurrection of these bodies is closely related to the wine mist.

Shua!

When the dead and reborn prisoners knelt on the ground and lined up, the executioner rubbed his hands, carried the machete inserted in the ground, and cut off the prisoners' necks again.

To tell you the truth, this scene is very strange.

The executioner repeatedly beheaded, and those corpses kept coming back to life, but they didn't know to escape. It was like walking corpses, kneeling there repeatedly and being beheaded.

If you can, Wei Xiaobei really wants to explore the past and understand the situation.

But Wei Xiaobei was a little uneasy and forcibly suppressed his impulse.

Wei Xiaobei directly put this uneasiness on the executioner.

This executioner is by no means an ordinary existence. Just looking at such a strange thing, you know it should not be a good thing.

Anyway, there is plenty of time now. Wei Xiaobei lies in the boulder pit and practices the control of voltage and current by the way.

Time passed bit by bit.

In the gray world, the sky is always so gray that there will be no difference between day and night.

When Wei Xiaobei was about to fall asleep, suddenly a violent roar came from a distance.

When the roar came, Wei Xiaobei saw the executioner rushing out of the ditch with a machete. Those prisoners who had their heads cut off or whose heads had fallen followed him. Even if they were blocked by boulders, they walked like flying.

Within a few minutes, the ditch was empty.

What happened here?

Wei Xiaobei didn't want to stay here anymore. He quietly jumped off the boulder and rushed out of the gully, far behind the executioner and his party.

At this time, on the gray grass in the distance, there stood a group of stone carvings, about hundreds, which looked quite spectacular.

These stone carvings have a dog like head, a pair of short horns on the head and a pair of bat wings attached to the back. Their body size is about two meters.

This makes Wei Xiaobei look familiar, and his mind rolls around, trying to find the origin of these stone carvings from his memory.

"Kill!"

Without any verbal contact, the executioner rushed over with a machete. The more than a dozen prisoners didn't know where to take out all kinds of weapons, including daggers, iron rulers, sledgehammers, park knives, etc. Then they dispersed to form a semi arc and surrounded behind the executioner. (to be continued.)