The halo of the protagonist of rebirth is mine

Dongshi has always been the busiest area in the entire capital. Usually, at this time, there are often a lot of people gathered. They stand in groups of three or five, or stand at the street corner to watch people fight crickets, or sit on stools in teahouses Talk about the mountains.Today is a bit different, the streets are sparsely populated, occasionally one or two people are still in a hurry.What are you asking them for?Look at the fun!Someone at Dongshikou is going to be beheaded!There are hundreds of people.In the past 50 years of Daxing, such a "big scene" has never been seen.

"Who is it?" Someone whispered.

"Who knows, it's a big shot anyway."

Having said that, several people looked at each other, and they all recalled the major events that happened some time ago.

The curse of witchcraft.

Originally, a wooden doll was found in the room of Prince Pingcheng, but unexpectedly, a bloody case of earth-shattering was triggered in the end. The scope of the case was wide and the number of people involved was beyond imagination.In the past few days, officials have continued to die in prison.And today, the final culprit was to be executed.

Prince Pingcheng's son.

It was clearly noon, but the sky was always gloomy. From time to time, a thunderbolt would blow open the clouds and point directly at people's hearts.

Around the execution ground, there are already four or five layers of people around, and the later ones can hardly see the inside.People were whispering, pointing and pointing, their faces completely irrelevant.

And the poor son who was the center of people's discussion was kneeling in the middle of the execution ground. His hands were tied, and the prison uniform on his body had long since lost its original appearance. The exposed scars on his neck were clearly visible and deep into the bones.Even in the most embarrassing situation, he still knelt upright, and the continuous wailing behind him didn't affect him at all.

"You...do you have anything else to say?"

"Yangzhi, I will look at you..." Mu Hexuan said softly with tender eyes, as if the one in front of him was his closest lover.Isn't it?I was originally a pillow person.Yangzhi, I will look at you, even if I die, I will not bear to take my eyes away, I am waiting to see how you betray your relatives, how you fall to pieces just like me!

After watching quietly for a while, he stopped paying attention to him, looked up at the sky, and finally couldn't hold back the tears that he had endured for a long time, "I, Mu Hexuan, went to the battlefield at the age of eight, conquered Xijue at the age of 14, and broke the law at the age of 16." Gouli...What kind of world is this...God! What kind of world is this—!!"

"You..." Zhao Fu's lips twitched, and he was about to say something, when Mu Hexuan's eyes returned to him.That glance sent chills down his spine, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

"Fei Bai..."

"When-chen-to-, execution-punishment-!"

The head fell to the ground, but it was only an instant, too fast, and there was no reaction yet.Zhao Fu could only watch helplessly as the blood arrow shot out from Mu Hexuan's neck and landed on his robe sleeve, his face was full of embarrassment.And that human head rolled straight to his feet.

"Ah!" He lowered his head and let out a short cry.

Do not look down.

According to rumors, whoever the deceased saw last, the ghost will follow that person closely until death.

"Brother!!"

The person who came was actually Mu Heang, Mu Hexuan's concubine's younger brother, who was born to a concubine.He was dressed in white with rough hemp around his waist, broke through the encirclement, came to the entrance of the execution ground, staggered a few steps, and fell to his knees on the ground.His thin body seemed to fall when the wind blows, and he did.

"Xiao Ang!!" Zhao Fu yelled violently, ignoring the blood on his face, he ran over to help the man up and held him tightly in his arms, "Xiao Ang, Xiao Ang, wake up! Don't you Frighten me!" Shouting and pinching him for a while, the man in his arms finally let out a groan, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother...Brother...I'm sorry...I hurt you..." The man's eyes were dull, and he still looked dumbfounded by the blow.

When Mu Hexuan was conscious again, he found himself floating in the air, and happened to see such a good show, his former good lover hugged his good brother, full of affection, regardless of the headless man who fell to the ground corpse.He quickly realized that he...became a ghost?Very good, very good.I thought I was dead, but I didn't expect to be able to "live" in another form. What is there to be dissatisfied with?He touched his neck subconsciously, naturally he didn't feel anything, but depending on the situation, he should still be intact.It turns out that the decapitated ghost's head can't be taken off at will... He twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly.

How did this farce start?Not because of that puppet doll.I have a little-known hobby in my daily life, that is, I like to carve some gadgets for entertainment.There are only a few people who know this, and Zhao Fu is one of them.One day, he said that he wanted to carve one for him as a birthday present, and he agreed without doubting him.As for the weird symbols he asked himself to engrave, he said they were Sanskrit secret words, which meant "life after life, never leave the white head."

hehe, hehe...

Originally, I was determined to never think that his good brother was involved in this.But that day in the prison, he thought he was drowsy, and told all the secrets without any scruples.

He heard his good brother say with his own ears, "I have nothing against you, but who let you get in my way? If you don't die, I will die." He also heard him say, "I hate You, why did you have everything when you were born without doing anything, but I have to rely on myself." I heard him order the jailer to "take care" of himself and let him go "comfortably".

Mu Hexuan was stunned. What do you mean he must die if I don't die? Do you want to put yourself to death just because you hate yourself?To a certain extent, Mu Hexuan is a somewhat naive person. He knows that the human heart is dangerous, but he never takes the initiative to avoid it. He is versatile in both civil and military affairs, but he only wants to immerse himself in his own world.Only now did he somewhat understand the profound meaning of "not for the sword, but for the fish".In his impression, Mu Heang is a person who shrinks all day long and never dares to look at him directly, but he doesn't think that his image of a little sheep for many years is just pretending, it's really a good trick!

Just witchcraft?Tired of winning?You must have underestimated yourself.I, Mu Hexuan, have fought for many years, even if I become a hostage in Beijing, will I learn the tricks these women use?But everyone believed it, the father...the emperor...the father even used the former emperor's handwriting to save the lives of the whole family, and abandoned himself alone.

Mu Hexuan was not reconciled, his life ended hastily before it really started.The resentment in his heart almost burned himself.

At this moment, another accident happened on the execution ground.A few mobs didn't know who was bewitched, and suddenly they took a hatchet and rushed up, slashing at the corpse, and other people were affected and flocked forward.For a while, no one was in control of the scene.

Zhao Fu protected Mu He'ang and dodged left and right, and even got hit a few times.

"Stop! Stop!" The execution ground was short of manpower, so Jin Lingwei's troops were mobilized to suppress it.

Then Mu Hexuan looked at those soldiers, collected the stumps, put them neatly aside, and hung his own head and the heads of other "principal criminals" on the top of the city wall in order to show the public.These soldiers looked about sixteen or seventeen years old at most. Seeing these horrific scenes, their faces turned pale with fright, and some of their calves were still shaking.

These are presumably new here.How pathetic, he thought.