The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Yuan Xiaoer was worried about being noticed by others, so he hurriedly said: "Xiao Wu, Xiao Qi, pretend to be in pain..."

The two brothers were very smart and understood instantly what the elder brother meant, and they quickly hugged their chests and shouted.

"We hit you on the back, why did you cover your chest and yell?"

A strong man asked doubtfully.

"Huh? Oh, my back hurts so much!"

Yuan Xiaoqi reacted quickly and immediately changed his words and shouted.

The second girl in the store suddenly said: "Hey, shopkeeper, these three people seem to have some brain problems, why don't we just forget about it?"

The shopkeeper frowned.

I also feel that these people do look a little abnormal.

He rolled his eyes and immediately stopped the thugs.

He looked at the three brothers, cleared his throat, with a sly look in his eyes, and made a condition.

"In this way, you three will work for me for free for a month, and I won't need your meal money."

"Then do you get food for your work?" Yuan Xiaoqi blurted out.

"Yes, but there is no salary." The shopkeeper answered readily.

"Brother, we don't have a place to stay anyway, so why not stay here first."

Yuan Xiaoqi thinks this is a good opportunity to settle down temporarily.

"Row."

Yuan Xiaoer nodded and agreed.

"make a deal!"

A triumphant smile appeared on the shopkeeper's face.

Such three free laborers who don't need to pay can't be found even with a lantern.

But he hit him by mistake!

What a great joy, hahaha!

I need to add another dish tonight!

However, only three days later.

The shopkeeper felt a little regretful.

Because these guys are too good to eat.

Even if they are given gruel or steamed buns as hard as rocks, they can chew them with gusto.

It seems like I can never have enough.

Everyone's appetite is astonishing.

"Should we drive them away?" a servant asked.

But the second girl suddenly stood up to plead for them.

"I think they work very hard. Why don't we keep them and I'll pay for their meals."

After that, she also took out a tael of silver.

"From now on, their meal money will be deducted from my salary."

"Row."

The shopkeeper nodded and agreed.

He was secretly glad that the second girl came to the rescue.

Otherwise, these big eaters will really destroy his shop.

……

Lin Mo walked out of the gate of the Dragon Prison and walked slowly along the street.

A sharp and excited call suddenly came from my ears.

"Beheading! Beheading!"

Lin Mo turned around and saw countless people in ragged clothes with yellow faces and skinny muscles.

Like straw blown by the wind, it ran wildly in one direction.

They held various tattered bowls and steamed buns in their hands, and their eyes shone with excitement.

Go south along the road, and there is a T-intersection at the end of the road. This is the famous execution ground "Caishiguchi" in Kyoto City.

The scene was crowded, and many people heard the commotion and came to join in the fun.

Foreigners, officials, and common people intertwined together to form a strange picture.

Suddenly, a cannon shot pierced the sky, shocking everyone's heart.

Everyone looked up and saw a shirtless executioner with a red scarf on his head, standing on a high platform with a stern face.

The ghost-headed sword in his hand flashed with cold light, making people shudder.

"puff!"

The executioner took a mouthful of wine and sprayed it on the ghost head knife.

"Execution!"

With the official's order.

The executioner slashed down without hesitation.

In an instant, a cold light flashed and the head flew up!

Blood spilled all over the floor.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly burst into hoarse cheers.

It seemed that the scene of beheading ignited the few passions in their hearts.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, which made people nauseous.

The black crowd of people was like a tide, rushing forward.

Some grabbed the soil mixed with blood and water, while others took the steamed buns in their hands and dipped them in blood.

Others held broken bowls and received a bowl of scarlet blood, smiling happily.

"My baby is saved!"

"Mom, if you drink this quickly, your illness will be cured immediately!"

"Dad, eat it while it's hot. It can cure tuberculosis!"

Several foreigners in suits and bow ties were leaning against the railings of a high-rise building, their eyes full of contempt and ridicule.

Seeing them laughing, a group of officials nearby also laughed.

As if echoing the ridicule of foreigners.

In the crowd, I saw the insensitivity of the Chinese people.

Several Japanese ronin in ordinary clothes had a mocking smile on their lips.

"The Chinese people are really in disarray!"

There are also many knowledgeable people who look at this scene with heartache.

Lin Mo shook his head and sighed, feeling an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Those who were beheaded were all lofty ideals who firmly opposed the president's proclaimed emperor.

Lin Mo knows that the country needs a radical change to get out of trouble, but this process is destined to be full of hardships and challenges.

After leaving the bloody market entrance, Lin Mo walked in the direction of Juxian Building.

Today is the day that Brother Cui invites guests to dinner.

The notification arrived a few days ago.

It's just that we have been busy these past few days and haven't coordinated the time well.

We happened to have time today, so we got together to have dinner.

When Lin Mo came back in the evening after finishing his meal, the house was empty.

Wu Yue and the Zhong brothers and sisters are no longer here.

He knew that they must have gone to the mass graves.

He was not at ease and wanted to go and have a look.

……

Night falls and the moon is bright.

Two men, one tall and one thin, were slowly pushing an old cart.

There was a thick coffin on the cart, which looked very old.

"Hey, old bear, you are such a fucking talent."

The thin, one-eyed man couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

The scars on his face twisted with the smile, adding a bit of fierceness.

"You can come up with all these ideas. No wonder the stall owner values ​​you so much. You have such a good brain."

The tall man, Lao Xiong, smiled, showing his big yellow teeth.

He patted the one-eyed man on the shoulder proudly and said, "That's right, Lao Jin, you don't even know who I am. I, Lao Xiong, take action, and I can stand up to both."

The one-eyed man Lao Jin glanced at the coffin in the car and said happily: "I don't think those policemen would have thought that we would hide the opium under the corpse and transport it out of the city. This is really a clever trick, but... "

He changed the topic, frowned and said, "I always feel a little uncomfortable when those things are placed under the dead body."

The old bear waved his hand indifferently.

"Oh, you old man, are you still afraid of this? We don't smoke these opiums, so what are you doing?"

The one-eyed man thought about it and felt that this was the truth.

He paused and then added, "Brother, can you change the time next time? Coming to the mass grave in the middle of the night is really disturbing."