Quick Wear: The Demon Lord blew up the tomb at the beginning

On the first day of July, before dawn, a huge crowd of people had gathered at the city gate street of Chang'an, and the roads were also blocked by people.

Today is the day of executing the tyrant, an event that has not happened in a thousand years.

Some wanted to witness a scene that was destined to go down in history, some came with hatred in their eyes, and some wanted to see a grand spectacle.

"Destroy the unjust and punish the tyrant!"

"Destroy the unjust and punish the tyrant!"

The people were already shouting slogans before the criminals to be executed arrived.

As time went by, the crowd grew larger and larger, and the street was no longer able to accommodate anyone. At this moment, a simple open-air vehicle frame came from the cleared official road to the temporary execution ground.

Xie Lang was wearing a dark wide-sleeved robe, holding a sword in his right hand. He stood calmly on the carriage frame, looking at the people on both sides of the street.

"Long live the general! Long live the general!"

When the people saw Xie Lang, they were instantly excited. Xie Lang overthrew the tyrant and rescued them from hell. In their hearts, he was already a god-like existence. Now it was such an honor to see Xie Lang with their own eyes!

Facing the people's cheers of praise, Xie Lang's expression remained unchanged.

At the end of the team was a prison van. When the people saw the people in the van, they could no longer control themselves and cursed at them. Some even spat in the direction of the van.

If there had not been troops maintaining order on the official road, the hateful crowd would have rushed over and torn the people in the prison van to pieces.

"Shut up, you ignorant people. Do you know who I am? I am the colorful fairy from heaven. Just wait. When I return to heaven, I can crush you with just one finger."

Jiang Nishang's prison uniform was a little dirty and her hair was messy. She looked at these people with hatred in her eyes. She had always been pampered, whether in heaven or on earth. How could she be treated like this? She started to curse at the people.

"If all fairies are like you, I think it's better to destroy them."

People fear ghosts and gods, but have never seen a real god, nor do they think that people like Jiang Nishang are fairies from heaven. They just think she is talking nonsense.

Some people even shouted slogans: "Destroy the unjust, punish the tyrant, kill the evil queen!"

"Destroy the unjust, punish the tyrant, and kill the demon queen!"

Jiang Nishang was still cursing, but her curses were drowned out by the overwhelming slogans and did not cause any waves.

Xie Yuanjing didn't say anything. His eyes were red as he stared at the people on both sides and Xie Lang who was standing on the carriage in front of him.

He will not let any of Wang Huanzhi, Xie Lang, and these people go.

Soon, Xie Lang got out of the car and climbed onto the highest platform of the execution ground, where he could clearly see the scene below.

Several petty officials set up two crosses on the execution ground. After the crosses were installed, Xie Yuanjing and Jiang Nishang were brought up and tied to the crosses.

"Untouchables, untouchables, all a bunch of untouchables." Jiang Nishang struggled desperately, staring viciously at the people who tied him to the cross.

Xie Yuanjing finally couldn't help it and growled, "How dare you, you despicable mortals?"

He was a prince from heaven who came down to earth to experience hardships. He was first castrated by the eunuch he trusted, then he was driven off the throne by a woman, and now he was insulted by so many mortals. He was completely disgraced.

Thinking about how other gods would look at him strangely after he returned to heaven, he wished he could turn everyone present into ashes.

At this time, Xie Lang looked up at the sky. It was blue sky and white clouds, and the weather was sunny and windy. He signaled Chen Ji beside him with his eyes.

Chen Ji opened the prepared notice and read to the crowd: "Xie Yuanjing ignored the suffering of the people and gathered hundreds of thousands of people to build a paradise on earth. The taxes and labor service became heavier and heavier. He was absurd and unreasonable. He treated the government as a joke. He was cruel and inhumane. He tortured and killed countless ministers and people..."

“Even if I exhaust all the bamboo slips in Nanshan, I cannot write down all the absurdity on the ground; even if I stir up the waves in the East China Sea, I cannot wash away all the heinous sins!”

"Xie Yuanjing has sinned against the world and the people!

His sins cannot be redeemed even if he dies a thousand times. Now he is tied up in the street. People who think Xie Yuanjing is guilty can go forward and cut off a piece of his flesh. It is revenge for revenge, and grievance for grievance!"

After the reading, the crowd cheered again, and the hatred of the people was ignited.

"Lu Zhaoping, I will remember you." Xie Yuanjing, who was tied to the cross, stared at Xie Lang on the podium with his scarlet eyes.

He knew that all this was thanks to Xie Lang, otherwise these untouchables would not dare to treat him like this.

The humiliation Xie Lang brought to him was even greater than Wang Huanzhi's castration of him.

He swore that he would not be a god until he had avenged this vengeance!

Just as he was looking at Xie Lang, Xie Lang also looked over. Xie Yuanjing saw that Xie Lang responded to him with a faint smile, as if he was looking at an ant.

This made his hatred even more intense. How could a mortal dare to look at him with such disgusting eyes?

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

After Chen Nian finished reading the notice, he walked down the platform and came to the execution ground.

A clerk showed a tray in front of the people, on which was a sharp knife. Another clerk brought a bucket of red-hot iron, which was used to stop bleeding from wounds. Several clerks brought a table with various medicines on it, and invited several experienced doctors.

All of this told everyone that Xie Lang had made sufficient preparations for today's execution of Xie Yuanjing.

Chen Ji continued to say to the people: "People who think Xie Yuanjing is guilty, please line up. I will use a knife to cut off a piece of his flesh. Only once. We must consider the people who will seek revenge later."

Then he turned around and bowed respectfully to Xie Yuanjing: "God will repay justice, China will seek justice, the people will help, and every man will seek revenge. Your Majesty, it is time to pay for the sins you have committed."

As he spoke, several clerks walked over and tore Xie Yuanjing's shirt into shreds. They were about to tear his skirt into shreds.

"You dare?!" Xie Yuanjing's body trembled noticeably, and he stared fiercely at the clerk in front of him.

The clerk moved skillfully, and with a "swish", the lower garment was torn off.

The people who were close by could see clearly that there was nothing under Xie Yuanjing.

"I heard that this tyrant was castrated by a eunuch. I didn't expect it to be true!"

"Deserve it!!"

The emperor being castrated should have been a very funny thing, but the people at the scene did not laugh out loud. Compared with the suffering they had endured, the pain suffered by the culprit was nothing.

Most of them had too many relatives killed by Xie Yuanjing's tyranny, and many were left alone, and they could no longer laugh.

Soldiers who maintained order stood on both sides, forming a passage between the common people and Xie Yuanjing. The common people also lined up in an orderly manner under the command of the clerks.

"Tyrant, Witch Queen, do you still remember me?" The first person in line was a young man with a scar on his face and a limp.

"When the queen pretended to be sick, you executed all the imperial doctors, including my father." The young man accused Xie Yuanjing of his crimes: "My father is gone, and my mother wanted to seek justice, but was beaten to death by several eunuchs."

"Your father deserved it. He was just an imperial physician. I would have executed him. How dare you, a scoundrel like you, still want revenge?"

In Xie Yuanjing's opinion, he was not wrong. He was the emperor and held the power of life and death over everyone. What was the big deal about executing a royal physician?

It was despicable that those untouchables dared to hate him for such a small matter.

"Haha~ After my father died, I heard that the queen wanted to watch the game between humans and beasts again, so you let the eunuchs capture the people and pit them against the beasts. I was one of them, but I was lucky. I pretended to be dead and escaped."

The young man's eyes were filled with hatred. He picked up the knife handed to him by the clerk, and tremblingly pointed the knife at Jiang Nishang. He stabbed her arm hard and cut off a piece of flesh.

"Demon Queen, you didn't expect that I survived."

Blood oozed from the wound on Jiang Nishang's arm. A clerk in charge of branding quickly picked up an iron and pressed it on Jiang Nishang's wound. A sizzling sound was heard, and the wound quickly coagulated and no more bleeding occurred.

"Ahhhh..." Jiang Nishang's screams followed.

"You are a pariah. You have been a pariah for generations. You deserve to die. Just wait until I return to heaven..."

Jiang Nishang continued to curse, but the boy was in no mood to listen. He stabbed Xie Yuanjing as well, and the branding iron followed suit and fell on Xie Yuanjing's body.

Hearing the screams of the two, he couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Tyrant, Demon Queen, all this is retribution, all retribution."

He returned the knife to the clerk and bowed deeply to Xie Lang on the high platform: "Thank you, General, for allowing me to avenge my grievances."

Xie Lang had someone move a seat to him and calmly watched what was happening below. In response to the young man's gratitude, Xie Lang just nodded slightly.

After the first person took revenge, the second and the third came next. They all came with hatred and wanted to stab Xie Yuanjing seventy or eighty times, but they also knew that they were not the only ones who had hatred, and there were also minor officials around, so they just cut off a piece of meat and left.

Some people even took the cut meat away.

Citizens who came for revenge came up one after another. Xie Yuanjing and the other man fainted from the pain countless times. But every time they fainted, a doctor would wake them up. If they could not hold on any longer, they would be given medicine to keep them alive. In this way, they endured the pain of lingchi while being conscious, fainted from the pain again, and then woke up again, enduring round after round of torture.

"Child, they are our enemies. Your grandfather, grandmother and father all died because of them." A peasant woman led her child to the face of Xie Yuanjing, who looked like a man no longer.

Seeing such a bloody scene, she did not cover the child's eyes, but let the child remember the enemy in front of him. This hatred must not be forgotten.

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"Lu Zhaoping, and all of you lowly people, you are committing treason and defying the will of Heaven. When I return to Heaven, I will avenge you a thousandfold. None of you will survive, not even a single one of you."

Xie Yuanjing kept roaring at everyone. His body was already covered in blood and there was not much flesh left. After saying this, he died of rage.

Jiang Nishang, who was beside him, was weaker than Xie Yuanjing and had died long ago.

"General, the tyrant is dead."

"Go on, let the people vent their anger on his body!" Xie Lang waved his hand and asked people to continue.

Xie Yuanjing only has so much flesh on his body, but the people he harmed are too many. One sword for each person is not enough, and only a very small number of people can take revenge personally.

However, this did not affect the excitement of the people. Even if they could not take revenge personally, they could vent some of their hatred by watching Xie Yuanjing suffer.

By the time the sun set, there was no flesh left on the bodies of Xie Yuanjing and Jiang Nishang, only bones. Xie Lang ordered a big fire to be lit, which burned the remaining bones and turned them into ashes.

The execution of Xie Yuanjing also came to an end with ashes flying all over the sky.