Bone

Coming out of the "Liu Li" city overflowing with colorful light, what you can see is still the corpses scattered everywhere, it seems like just a dream in just a few days.

Abandoning the rugged and difficult mountain road, I chose another winding but relatively flat trail. It was still a black umbrella, and the two people walked side by side under the umbrella, with a sullen little ghost hanging behind, He was pursing his lips and kicking stones indiscriminately.

Letting Sanjiu play his petty temper in the back, Qin Nianjiu turned the handle of the umbrella for a while, tilted his head and chatted casually with Tan Fengyue, then changed the subject, and said suddenly: "—Then your own business, You really don't plan to care about it?"

Thinking about this old ancestor, he searched for 52 years and found nothing. Jinxi finally found a few clues, but he has never seen any movement from him... Escape is not such an escape method, is it?

"I didn't say I didn't plan to take care of it..." Speaking of this matter, Tan Fengyue seemed to be less concerned than him, and slowly shook the silver fan in her hand with her usual complexion, "Isn't it possible to find a solution for a while?"

...and this is also true.Qin Nianjiu moved slowly, took the trouble to ponder for him for a moment, then suddenly thumped his palm, and had an idea, "Ah, I see!"

He said: "The reason why you forget your past is because you were taken away from the fairy bone...then you practice more, you will be able to ascend again, and regain the fairy bone, won't you be able to remember it! Isn't this the truth?"

It's not like he hasn't thought about it...Tan Fengyue glanced at him coolly, "I'm just a mortal child with naked eyes, how can I be able to cultivate the principle of ascension in a short while?"

"Not necessarily." Qin Nianjiu picked up some strands of hair from the side of Tan Fengyue's face with the edge of the umbrella without fear of death, looked at him and said, "I see that your cultivation level is still high, and your merits should be full. How can you say it?" They have already met the conditions for ascension—how about I summon a few thunderbolts to strike you, once you have passed nine, you can..."

Before he could come to any conclusions, Tan Fengyue gave him two strong white eyes, and brushed away his hand holding the umbrella, "Thank you for your kindness, I want to live a few more years."

"Tsk." Qin Nianjiu shrugged his shoulders regretfully, and didn't insist any more, only compromised: "—then let's deal with the matter of Qinyuan first." Pity him and this ancestor, who can't find the past for a while , one can't recover for a while, it's really a miserable couple.

Tan Fengyue hummed in response, waved her hand again, took the silver fan to block the stones kicked by Sanjiu by mistake without looking at it, turned her head and asked him coldly, "Why is it endless?"

After being scolded by Xianjun, Sanjiu didn't restrain himself quickly, instead, he took a few steps to Qin Nianjiu's side, covered himself with his wide sleeves, and moaned sullenly: "...why do you want to go back to that ghost city? Well... I don't want to work..."

The more he thought about it, the more angry he was, he tugged at Qin Nianjiu's cuff, wishing he could bite, "...you two are fine! Go take risks! Go investigate strange things! Don't take me! Put me in the talisman and pretend you're not. It’s okay?! I was left alone to draw pictures in that broken workshop, and my hand was about to break!—”

Qin Nianjiu put his heart and soul into his work, but he really forgot to put this little devil in a talisman and carry it with him. He touched the tip of his nose embarrassingly, let him tug on his sleeve to vent his anger, and explained embarrassingly: "Cough, It's not that I'm afraid of danger..."

Sanjiu said: "Where is the danger——hmm!"

When Tan Fengyue saw that he didn't follow him, she took a fan and tapped him lightly, "It's almost done."

When Xianjun spoke, Sanjiu covered his head, still looking sullen and aggrieved, but he didn't dare to say anything more. He withdrew his hands dejectedly, and angrily got back into the talisman like a puff of smoke, and followed the two of them to step on the ground. Entered Qinyuan.

It is still the scene of row upon row of manufacturing workshops, but it is slightly different from the last time I came, I didn’t hear the sound of machine guns all over the street, I only saw a sea of ​​pedestrians on the street, slowly rushing towards the same direction go.

... What's the matter, this is, don't you need to work, the workshop is closed?

As soon as the two of them walked to the street, they were rushed away by the crowd.Qin Nianjiu was stuck in the crowd, he could only be pushed forward, even his shoes were stepped on several times, he was confused and turned his head to find Tan Fengyue, but Tan Fengyue grabbed his wrist first, Pulled himself closer to him.

When he was alone, he was squeezed to the point of difficulty, but when he got close to Tan Fengyue, the journey was much easier, for no other reason—the ancestor didn't use any spells, but he held his own with a cold face and pursed his lips. , pushing the passer-by away forcefully with one hand.

It was already night when they made a fuss about "Fortune" last time, and the people who came to watch didn't dare to get too close, so most of them didn't see what the two "immortals" looked like, and of course they didn't recognize them now. When they came out, they only treated them as two foreigners, and didn't give them any good looks: "Watch and watch!"

"Hey, don't squeeze!"

"No eyes?!"

"careful!"……

Tan Fengyue walked ahead and pushed people without saying a word, Qin Nianjiu was at a loss and was pulled behind him, apologizing repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry——"

So is this old man!I don't know what happened, and I don't know where they are going, so they just jostle here... Qin Nianjiu looked around, carefully picked out a kinder passerby, and asked him loudly, "Hey, everyone...where are you going?"

"From outside?" The person who was asked looked him up and down, and sure enough, seeing that he was unfamiliar, he kindly explained: "We caught a group of kidnappers in our town a while ago, and they were sentenced in the past two days. It's being held outside the town to be executed—huh?"

Before he finished speaking, the person who asked the question had disappeared.

Qin Nianjiu felt nothing in the foreground, and when he came back to his senses, Tan Fengyue had already taken him outside the town with "shrinking the ground into an inch", and stood still behind an old banyan tree.

The air roots hanging down from the old banyan tree are like thin bead curtains. Looking sideways through the curtain, you can see a execution platform not far away, with several officials and lords sitting on it, and two executioners standing on the side. Heads down, kneeling on the execution platform in a row, it seems that they have been tortured a lot during this time, their prison clothes are stained with blood, and they tremble when the cool wind blows.Before the hour came, most of the townspeople who came to see the excitement were still blocking the road, only a few came early, took up a good position closer, and were whispering to each other.

... They have only been away for a few days, and this is the sentence?Qin Nianjiu was slightly surprised, "Why so fast?"

Tan Fengyue was not surprised, she just stretched out her wrinkled clothes with displeasure, "The stolen goods were seized under the watchful eyes of everyone, and the witnesses and evidences are there, and this kind of deed is done, so don't kill me as soon as possible." , how can we calm the anger of the people. But you are respected by heaven," he glanced at Qin Nianjiu, "didn't you say that you want to resolve the complaints of that little devil, and still not let him go—"

Before he finished speaking, Sanjiu jumped out of the talisman with a "snap", and the frustration on his face was swept away just now. He only tiptoed to look at the execution platform in high spirits, clapped his hands and said: "Decapitation is good, Decapitation is good! Hmph, tell them to kill people!"

As he spoke, he turned his head again, and slashed the side of his neck twice with a dagger in his hand, and asked Gui Jun, "Is this how you kill the head? Just slash it down..."

Tan Fengyue looked at his hand on the side of the neck, and frowned slightly - the light red mark on the neck of the ghost that was found earlier fell on that position.He turned his head, wanting to take a closer look at the marks on the ghost's neck, but saw that his neck was covered with bruises and red marks pinched out by Gong Buwang, his eyes dimmed, and his brows frowned a little bit.

"Where is it, no." Qin Nianjiu took Sanjiu's hand away, gestured on the back of his neck, and patiently explained to him, "The purpose of beheading is to cut from here, between the joints, and the flesh must not stick... "

He babbled about the method of beheading in detail, and Sanjiu still listened carefully, and after a while, he couldn't help being distracted, and peeked at the gradually gathering crowd on the other side of the execution platform. He kept nodding his head, pretending to be listening carefully.

"...then put the head on the pole—"

Qin Nianjiu was about to finish talking, only to realize that no matter what he said, the brat was just coping with it and nodded, and slapped him on the back of the head angrily, "If you don't want to listen, pay back!"

Sanjiu was patted with an ouch, stuck out her tongue while covering her head, raised her hand and pointed to the other side of the execution platform, "Look, Ghost Lord, the Luo family is here too!"

Looking at the place he pointed, he saw Luo's family huddled in the crowd, supporting each other, staring at the abductee on the execution platform with resentment. He and his sister stopped by, fearing that they could rush straight up to execute the execution for the executioner.

Before he could figure out how to face the family and how to explain Luo Qingyu's real whereabouts to them, Qin Nianjiu hurriedly dragged Tan Fengyue to hide behind the banyan tree, and sighed deeply.

Tan Fengyue let him hold her, seeing him sigh and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Ask why..." Qin Nianjiu looked worried, "I don't know how to explain to him..."

Anyway, the Naluo family has no relationship with them, so it's okay to just go away, but this ghost has always been nosy, and can't put it down after picking it up...Tan Fengyue looked down at the hand he was holding on her wrist, Swallowing the sarcastic words back into his stomach, he only said: "It's not impossible."

"Ah?" Qin Nianjiu tilted his head to look at him, "What can I do?"

Tan Fengyue said: "Tell the truth."

Qin Nianjiu: "..."

Before the ghost jumped up and made a gesture to hit him, Tan Fengyue said in a calm and unhurried manner: "Of course it also depends on how you say it, how much you have to say..." He turned his head towards the Luo family, "You Look at their daughter-in-law."

When Qin Nianjiu heard the words, he poked his head in a daze and glanced over there. He didn't see anything unusual at first, but when he took a closer look, he saw something different.

The daughter-in-law of the Luo family was busy coaxing her husband, putting her hands on his arms, revealing two white wrists, which seemed a little swollen, frowning slightly from time to time, pressing her lips with a handkerchief, and closing her eyes from time to time. He put his hands on his waist, and his expression seemed to be exhausted that he didn't realize.

"..." Qin Nianjiu withdrew his gaze, and said with some uncertainty, "Is she... happy?"

Tan Fengyue nodded, "Look at her face, Zuo Leitang is younger, she should be a daughter."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Qin Nianjiu closer, pulled Sanjiu closer, and explained the solution to them in a low voice.

Probably understood what he meant, one big and one small nodded their heads in a daze, and looked at the execution platform, it was time for execution.

The magistrate issued an order, and the executioner strode forward, took off the white cloth hoods of the prisoners, pulled their hair from the back of their heads, and forced them to raise their faces to face the public. Cha bowed and presented the steel knife tempered by spirits.

When the steel knife rises, the cold light flashes, and when the steel knife falls, the flesh and blood are divided, blood splashes, and human skulls roll down. The helper catches it firmly with a white cloth bag.Every time a person was beheaded, the townspeople clapped their hands and applauded, until the head of the last kidnapper was also separated.

Seeing that the gang of messengers were already stringing white cloth bags that had been dyed red to the poles, finally settling their minds, Qin Nianjiu heaved a sigh of relief, his brows unconsciously relaxed, and he turned his head to look at the three Nine, "Now—" He paused, frowned again, and gasped again, "...No, why hasn't the resentment on your body disappeared?"

In disbelief, he turned Sanjiu over and over again, seeing that he still had the same resentment around him, Qin Nianjiu hurriedly tugged at Tan Fengyue, "What's going on, we arrested the wrong person? It's not the gang kidnapper?"

Tan Fengyue looked at Sanjiu who was bowing her head silently, and was about to speak when she heard a sudden commotion from the crowd, a disheveled woman squeezed out from the crowd, rushed to the execution platform, and cried out: "Just decapitation? Just decapitation?! How come it’s not hacked into pieces! Why isn’t it cut in half! Why is it just decapitation?!”

Amidst the cries, someone nearby persuaded: "Kill them all, let's calm down!"

Someone next to him scolded: "Everyone has been caught and killed, what's the use of you jumping out and saying it now?"

Someone beside him laughed: "You want to sell your son and use the money to gamble... I saw you playing cards the day before yesterday, don't you know that your son has been kidnapped after seeing the notice yesterday? Tsk, now you know how to cry— —”

Someone nearby said: "Don't say that, there are all parents in the world! Those people lied to her, saying that they would send her son to work as a servant. I think she really can't afford it, so she made such a bad plan... "

……

The woman's eyes were swollen from crying, and she squinted her eyes. She didn't make any excuses and didn't reply. She just kept yelling at the execution platform until she was forced to stand up by the guards. Struggling and crying and cursing, the gambling chips hidden in his arms were scattered on the ground, covered in mud, trampled to pieces, and quickly touched by other gambling lovers——

a farce.

Qin Nianjiu was speechless, but his sleeve was suddenly pulled.

It's thirty-nine.

Sanjiu hugged his arm, then tightly grasped Tan Fengyue's cuff, and dragged them away without looking back.

After being dragged a few meters away in a daze, Qin Nianjiu remembered to speak, "Sanjiu..."

He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, he stopped talking sullenly, but found that the resentment on Sanjiu had disappeared without a trace, he couldn't help being surprised, "You..."

Sanjiu still didn't look back, just dragged Xianjun Guijun straight away, thinking to himself: "Actually, as soon as I got back to Qinyuan, I remembered something vaguely."

"Mother, she...doesn't treasure me very much, what she treasures the most is her betting chips."

"It's always bulging and stuffed in my bosom, and I can't even touch it—of course I can't lie in my bosom."

"I've always wondered, is it my weight or the pile of broken cards that weighs more?"

"Tsk, I don't know how many coins she can get back after selling me."

……

In the distance, there was still noise on the other side of the execution platform, but he didn't look back once, he just muttered to himself, "It doesn't matter. As long as I don't look back, she won't get back those gambling chips..."