After autumn, underground.

Deep and dark.

Xiaoyun sat in prison, on top of a pile of hay. This was the first time he had been in jail in his life and was in a situation where he was about to face death.

Before a person faces execution, he will think of something that people who have not experienced it can hardly imagine.

Maybe everyone thinks differently, maybe everyone has their own regrets.

Xiaoyun didn't.

Of course it’s not that he has no regrets, but that he has not thought about those regrets.

Then what was he thinking?

——What he remembered was when he was a teenager, sitting under the vast starry sky, counting the stars in the sky tirelessly, listening to the sound of the wind shaking the leaves, listening to the sound of the low cicadas, and listening to the sound of the flowing water......

Later, under the starry sky, there were gradually more people, including good people, bad people, good people, and evil people. There were Yue Huanshan, Tian Sisi, Yang Fan, Qin Ge; there were Haha, Tu Jiaojiao, and little fairies; there were Yingyue Lianxing, Little Fish, and Hua Wuque; there were Wang Dong, Guo Dalu, Yan Qi, and Lin Taiping.

He knew a lot of people, but they didn't speak, standing quietly under the starry sky, looking quiet and mysterious.

The last person sat down and sat next to him. The girl was Murong Jiu.

Murong Jiu didn't speak, just like the "fossil magical skill" she practiced, wooden, stone, quiet, and faint.

Xiaoyun looked up at the starry sky and sighed deeply. He didn't know whether he should miss these people.

——If you are nostalgic about these people, you may not be able to meet another group of interesting people.

——It’s like if Xiaoyun stayed in Fugui Villa forever, he would probably not be able to touch Liu Changjie, Qiu Fengwu, and the angry Xiaoma.

People seem to always be thinking about how to lose, but never think about what new things they will get after losing.

People always live in the fear of loss, just like making a golden hoop, holding themselves firmly, and enjoying it.

Since you don’t know what you will get after losing, why are you afraid of losing?

So should we lose it?

What should be lost?

Xiaoyun didn't know why these strange thoughts suddenly appeared in his head, but he wanted to break his head, but he didn't come up with any suitable answers.

And at this time, someone came in.

In addition to delivering food, the only people who came in was the Magistrate of County Gou.

County Magistrate Gou came over and stood outside the fence. He first carefully admired the iron rods made of stainless steel, and then took two steps before speaking to Xiaoyun.

"Mr. Xiaoyun, is life in prison easy?"

Xiaoyun ignored him and continued to think about the confusing question before.

County Magistrate Gou said: "Is it comfortable to use the shackles I borrowed from the six doors?"

Xiaoyun buried her head and still said nothing.

County Magistrate Gou laughed and said, "Haha, you don't need to do this. You will be a good child in your next life. Don't talk about it anymore. Live a few decades safely. Why do you have to go to the world?"

Hearing this, Xiaoyun finally raised her head, stared at him, and asked strangely: "Why didn't you poison me to death directly?"

Since County Magistrate Gou wanted to poison, why didn't he directly poison the poison? He had to travel thousands of miles away and spent a lot of money to buy a "Huali San" from the six doors to catch him, and asked for a killing after autumn.

"Hahaha, I learned from Jia Huo that you seem to have some involvement with the senior brother of the Huashan School."

County Magistrate Gou looked at Xiaoyun with a smile: "If I poison you secretly, I will inevitably leave some clues and be suspected. If it causes Huashan to send a senior brother to investigate, of course it will be very bad."

"And now, I am killing you in accordance with the law with just means, and no one can tell any gossip! Haha, no one would have thought that I killed you for that priceless sword!"

After the Magistrate Gou finished speaking, his expression seemed to have completed an exquisite handicraft, and finally he had finished displaying it to outsiders.

"Tomorrow's July fifteenth day is the day when you are executed. Have more food today and be a full dead person!"

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July 15th, Yin, Zhongyuan.

All the ghosts are in action.

It is advisable to worship ancestors and pray for blessings. It is avoided to kill animals.

The weather in autumn is not hot, and the sky light is silently sprinkled through the dense clouds, which makes the sky look indifferent.

Early in the morning, the market entrance was crowded with people.

There are quite a few people who know Xiaoyun, but not many people want to stand up for him.

No one wants to make a bird of head, but everyone wants to send Xiaoyun on his last journey.

Familiar prison car, familiar path, familiar crowd.

The only difference is that the shackles and plywoods worn by Xiaoyun are all specially made. It is said that even the head of the Seven Sword Sects cannot break with their own strength.

Moreover, a large number of "transformed power" were added to the Tianzhuo's meal yesterday. County Magistrate Gou was very cautious, fearing that he would suddenly use his internal strength on the execution ground.

Xiaoyun was very calm. He had known that the rice was poisonous, but he didn't care. He should eat it or eat it.

"Sinners march, retreat quickly!"

Standing next to the prison car was a dense constable, pushing all the people next to him to the side, not allowing them to get close.

Before the prison car gradually reached the execution ground, the door opened, and Xiaoyun was held down by two yamen runners, one left and one right, and slowly rushed to the execution ground.

The execution of the execution is just lit up!

The person who executed the execution was a bald man with thick arms, strong muscles, a circle of beards, and his eyes were filled with fierce light.

This is very consistent with the image of the executioner in people's minds, so County Magistrate Gou has always been very satisfied with him.

The executioner said in a rough voice: "Kneel down!"

His voice was very loud, and as soon as he spoke, the noisy crowd quieted down.

He told Xiaoyun to kneel down.

Everyone looked at Xiaoyun. Deep down in their hearts, they might hope that Xiaoyun would be as brave and unyielding as the characters he mentioned in the book, and would never bow his head!

Kneeling down means surrender.

But Xiaoyun really knelt down.

His legs bent, his body crawled, and his knees were tightly pressed against the ground, like two soldering irons hitting the execution ground!

"well."

Sighs sounded in the crowd.

Xiaoyun was kneeling down and welcoming the moment before death, but his heart felt extremely stable.

What other postures are more disturbing, more humiliating, and more insecure than now?

It was not until this moment that Xiaoyun really landed at the bottom of the cliff.

Next, it was time for the magistrate of County Gou to speak.

What he said was the sentence he had said to the storyteller before.

"Xiaoyun, you can say goodbye to your friends and say a few more words to them. If anyone else is willing to be your friends."

The waiter of Yuelai Inn took the first step, but after walking two steps, his feet trembled and stopped without hesitation. He cried and murmured: "I just married my wife, I don't want to get into trouble... I'm useless, I deserve to die..."

The scholar also wanted to come up, but in the end hesitated for a long time, he sighed: "My mother is still waiting for me to pass the exam. If I offend the unscrupulous government..."

"If there is no one, then..."

County Magistrate Gou was about to throw out the murder sign representing the iron law of the king, but a little girl rushed up in a hurry.

"I have something to say!"

The little girl was so angry that she ran away, her delicate face was blown red by the wind, and she said, "Big Brother, I'll sneak out of my house to see you."

County Magistrate Gou frowned and said loudly: "Little Yun is a bewitching man. Until now, this little girl was deceived by his mask. It's really a great sin!"

Xiaoyun reluctantly raised her head and said to her, "Listen to your family, go back."

The little girl said stubbornly: "I don't, I know you are a great person. So I must come."

Xiaoyun finally smiled and said, "Then you have finished watching it now, so go back quickly. Today, the wind is strong and there is no sunshine, so it is unbearable to feel uncomfortable when it blows."

Tears were rolling in the little girl's eyes. She wrinkled her nose, bulged her mouth, and said angrily and crying: "Why are good people killed? I don't believe it! Why is this happening? Big brother... wuwuwu..."

Xiaoyun wanted to raise her hand and touch her head, but found that her body was tied up and could not move, so she could only smile bitterly and said, "I've said it, you go quickly!"

County Magistrate Gou was also urging: "After saying it, leave quickly! Come and pull the little girl away! Then execute the execution immediately!"

A yamen runner rushed up and grabbed the little girl and dragged her down the field. The little girl cried and said, "I won't leave! I haven't finished speaking yet, I have a lot to say!"

"Big brother, I have something to say to you!"

The yamen runners had pulled the little girl farther and farther away, and her legs were swaying desperately, but to no avail.

"Big brother, the mung bean cakes in the pastry shop have increased again."

"Big brother, yesterday I heard the shopkeeper of Yuelai Inn regretting it!"
To be continued...