Make the rabbit at the beginning, exposing the deeds of the national soldiers

And the black long gown in the distance is still sitting firmly in place, as if it is two worlds away from the hustle and bustle around it.

"I stole money just to survive. What's more, what I stole was only the wages owed to me by those landlords. Can this be considered stealing? If this is stealing, then the landlords don't give me wages, so it doesn't count." Is it stealing?"

This question flashed through the little prisoner's mind.

but.

He is destined to have no time to think about the answer to the question.

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Chapter 178 Dip in blood while it's hot!

"Pfft!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the head of a prop landed on the ground abruptly, its eyes staring as if it would burst its eye sockets.

Hot blood splashed, and it seemed that it was still steaming, almost flowing into a copper basin.

The criminal was executed.

Time seemed to freeze for half a second, and the steaming blood was so bright red that the cloudiness in the eyes of the surrounding spectators disappeared for a moment.

But soon.

This rare sobriety disappeared, and people's pupils became cloudy again.

This change is fast and almost invisible.

What everyone could clearly see was that the onlookers were first panicked by the head, staggered back a few steps, and then picked up their strength in the ambition in their hearts, stretched out their heads and looked around excitedly.

next moment.

Several old mothers rushed through the crowd like crazy, carrying baskets and steamed buns.

"The ones dipped in blood must be hot!"

The officer-like man raised his head and shouted.

immediately.

The Beiyang soldiers under him raised their spears horizontally and stopped the group of crazy old mothers outside.

This human blood steamed bun is a folk remedy for tuberculosis, how can it be given to them for free?

Old mothers are also commonplace, without any hesitation.

They quickly took out a few large coins from the pockets of their worn clothes, and they pushed and scrambled to offer them to the Beiyang soldiers blocking the way, while shouting courteously.

"Master Jun! Come on! Let me dip in some blood."

"Master!"

"This is blood-soaked money, military lord!"

"..."

The Beiyang soldier pushed the group of old mothers away in disgust, took off the big-brimmed hat from his head, and held it to his chest.

see.

The old mothers were overjoyed, and quickly threw their hard-earned money into the big-brimmed hats, and then rushed in, putting the steamed buns in the copper basin full of blood to dip dipped.

"Dip the blood while it's hot! Hurry up! This is a cure for all diseases!"

The officer grinned and yelled again.

next to.

The headless body lay on one side.

He may still be thinking about who is the thief.

But maybe he is a little stupid and can't think of the answer.

I don't know if those people who ate steamed buns dipped in his blood will become as stupid as him.

The scene is very noisy.

"My son is saved! My son is saved!"

An old woman shouted loudly while holding a steamed bun of human blood in her hand, an astonishing brilliance erupted from her emaciated and thin body.

She ran out of the crowd excitedly, her excited eyes fixed on the bright red steamed bun in her hand.

It seemed that this bloody thing was her son's life.

There are many old mothers like her, everyone is crazy and looks a little abnormal.

next to.

A little soldier suddenly clutched his chest, as if he was having a headache.

The blood in the copper basin has been dipped clean.

The beheading scene gradually came to an end. After glancing at the headless corpses in the execution ground, the spectators all slowly dispersed.

"With this knife, a young man will die."

in the crowd.

An old man with gray braids said with emotion to the old man beside him, his tone of exclamation seemed to be admiring the executioner's clean and neat knife skills.

"Cough cough..."

"No, no, this sword technique is far inferior to Daqing's."

The old man next to him also wore braids. He took a puff from his pipe, shook his head and said.

"Yeah, it seems that it is not as fast as the knife in the [-] period."

"Just didn't spray the wine."

"With rice wine and a steel knife, beheading is like cutting cakes!"

The two old men were discussing seriously, but what they were discussing was not the lost head, but the executioner's knife skills.

While they were talking, they walked past the man in black who had been sitting there reading the inscription from the beginning to the end.