After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 1305: City Gate Crane

"Private action. The three of you have violated the rules. It's time to return to the archipelago."

Wan Qiliang looked up in shock: "Brother Afeng, I won't go back!"

"Why?" Wanqi Feng said calmly, "Are others' fighting ability worse than yours, or are they less disciplined than you? If you can't do a good job, why can't others replace you?"

Wanqi Liang's face flushed, but he couldn't make a sound.

Yes, if he can come, why can’t other soldiers come?

Wanqi Feng admired his anxious look and found it funny.

This silly boy. If the lord really wanted to drive Wanqi Liang back, he wouldn't have had to let Wanqi Feng come to tell him privately. He could have kicked him out in public when he was giving him a lecture just now.

The lord has called out names in public more than once or twice.

A lot of arguments flashed through Wanqi Liang's mind, but he couldn't seem to say any of them.

Wanqi Feng looked at him, sighed, shook his head, and turned to leave.

At this moment, Wanqi Liang finally understood and stopped arguing. Instead, he admitted his mistake directly: "Brother Afeng, I was wrong. Ten good deeds cannot make up for one fault. I shouldn't have violated the ban and discussed privately! Can you go to the island owner and ask for mercy for me? I won't do it again!"

Wanqi Feng continued with a stern face: "The Lord transferred you from the archipelago to the Golden Plains, and you were quite reluctant. Why do you want to stay now?"

"Here... there is a fight here, and it's even better here!" Wanqi Liang scratched the back of his head and for no reason thought of the boy throwing stones in the dark alley of Shizhoutou.

He couldn't even remember the face, but he remembered the look.

That look made him feel that the injuries on his body were not in vain.

Wanqi Feng said, "Someone here calls you benefactor, right?"

"Brother Afeng, please beg for me!" Wanqi Liang said shamelessly, "I don't want to go back!"

He was not the only one who didn't want to go back. Everyone didn't want to go back.

"Oh, you may be able to avoid expulsion, but you can't escape a beating!"

Wanqi Liang was delighted: "Okay, okay, just hit me with the stick, any way you want!"

……

Eight days later, Feng County.

This is a county town within the territory of Pei State, with a population of over 170,000.

A businessman in blue clothes and a gray hat, looking exhausted, just happened to enter the city before the city gate was locked.

As soon as he passed the city gate, he looked back.

Many people who had just entered the city did the same thing as him, looking up and pointing:
On the city gate tower, there was a row of dead people hanging upside down with bulging eyes, sticking out tongues, and swollen faces!
The death looked like he was really hanged to death, and it was a slow hanging method.

Gray Hat counted them and found there were seven.

These seven unlucky guys were hung on the rope for at least one night before they died one after another.

When passing by, he would look up at the passers-by and spit on the ground.

Some even cursed, "Good death."

There was a banner on the city gate, with a few blood-red characters on it:
The justice of heaven is clear, and retribution will come;
With his way, he also gave his body.

A pattern was also drawn on the banner with blood:
A dragon head.

Just a few strokes, but the charm is complete.

Most of the people around were illiterate, and they all asked what was written on the banner.

There were also people watching the horse trough nearby. The man in the gray hat squeezed in to take a look and saw a relief carving of a dragon head on the short gray wall.

Only a head and a small part of the neck are carved, which fully demonstrates the majestic and awe-inspiring appearance of the dragon. No matter where the onlookers stand, they feel that the dragon's eyes, which are larger than lychees, are staring at them coldly.

Even though Gray Hat didn't know how to carve, he still felt that the dragon's head was lifelike, as if the dragon's body was about to break through the wall and soar into the clouds in the next second.

He reached out and touched the relief, which was cold and hard, just like the feel of ordinary bricks and stones. But when he tried to squeeze it hard, it didn't work, as an invisible and gentle force pushed his fingers away.

Enchantment?

There was actually an unusually gentle barrier attached to the relief, and it would not be noticeable unless one intended to damage it.

Apart from that, he did not sense any magical power around the relief.

A relief is just a relief.

"Excuse me, who carved this pattern?"

The people around shrugged their shoulders and didn't know. Only the guy at the post station came over to lead the horse and answered casually:
"Apart from the gods and immortals, who would carve this on a broken wall?"

The man in gray hat looked back and saw that the post station was very close to the city gate.

He immediately took two steps forward, pointed at the corpse hanging on the city gate and the relief on the wall and asked the waiter: "Excuse me, what's going on?"

The clerk was too lazy to pay attention to him, but the man handed him a few large coins, which made him perk up immediately:

"These were hung up yesterday morning before the city gates were opened. It frightened quite a few people at the time."

Gray Hat was a little surprised: "It has been hanging like this for two days, and County Master Feng didn't take it down?"

What do officials do for a living?
The guy rolled his eyes and said, "Do you know what those words on the banner mean, 'with that... with that body...'?"

"Use his way and give back to him."

"Yes, that's what I said." The waiter continued, "You outsiders don't know, but when we see these hanged ghosts, we just feel relieved! If we weren't afraid of the stench, we would wish they would be hung there forever!"

"Who are these people?" Gray Hat asked knowingly.

"The bandit den on the nearby Daishan Mountain, from the first to the seventh in command, were all wiped out and hung here! The other small fry all died in the bandit den on Daishan Mountain. It is said that the corpses are scattered all over the ground. It is terrible!"

Gray Hat said, "Have you seen it?"

"No, I'm busy. How can I have time to look at the dead?" The man pointed at the guards at the city gate and said, "The officers and soldiers have gone up to see it."

He couldn't help but sneer: "This group of bandits come down the mountain every now and then to rob and plunder. They have been causing trouble for the whole area for almost ten years. The officers and soldiers are useless! Last summer, the Daishan bandits came to besiege the city and captured more than a dozen people and hanged them outside the city."

He pointed at the city gate and said, "Just hang them like this, and let them slowly die. These bastards were just hanging them for fun. I still can't forget their crazy laughter. Alas, they surrounded them for three days, and hung them for three days until the county asked the people to raise money to send these plague gods away."

Gray Hat understood: "If they don't die, they will attack the city again and extort money."

These bandits didn't plan to capture the city, they just came to collect money regularly. The civilians in the city were like their dairy cows, they just came to milk them from time to time.

"That's right?" The waiter shook his head. "I don't know who was so powerful that he hanged them on the city gate. The county said they would be hung for three days, which means they would be hung until tomorrow morning. Hey, they finally did something that made people happy."

Last year, the bandits hanged civilians for three days. This time it is their turn to be hanged, and they have to be hung for three full days as well.

This is what it means to return the favor.

"Seven living people were hung on the city gates, and no one heard a single sound?"

The two men had already walked outside the crowd, and the waiter lowered his voice and said, "The gatekeepers are all masters. They hide away at night to gamble and sleep. If they remember to go up to the city wall and take a look after an hour or so, it would be good enough."

　I revised the article today and posted it a little late, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)