Chapter 58

"Old Tu is right. Before, some people were dissatisfied with the executioner and directly drove the executioner out of office during the execution!"

Seventeen heard the familiar voice, turned around and saw Chen Kou coming towards him.

Chen Kou is Chen Shusheng.

"Lord Chen!"

"Lord Chen!"

The soldier beside him saluted with Tu Yidao.

"Uncle Chen?"

Chen Kou nodded to him and said, "seventeen, why don't you take a day off today? Come back tomorrow!"

"Can I ask why?"

Seventeen is a little unwilling. He agreed to become an executioner today.

He has prepared for this day for a long time.

Looking at the more and more people gathered in the distance, Chen Kou explained, "there was only one prisoner to be executed. As long as you have a little courage, it's easy to survive. But late yesterday night, the city guards caught a group of traffickers, and the Lord ordered that they must be killed today... The Lord originally wanted to be late, but the number of the other party was too large, and the crime was not enough in the law, so it was changed to be executed!"

Seventeen didn't want to give in: "I can!"

"But there are thirty-seven people!"

Seventeen bit his lower lip, and there were a little more than thirty-seven people.

He experienced the feeling of Fu Yuanming's execution in the inheritance illusion, but he was still a little afraid of operating it himself in reality.

Seventeen gritted his teeth and said, "no problem!"

Chen Kou looked into seventeen's eyes and asked, "have you ever killed someone before?"

"No! But I believe I can!"

Chen Kou thought in situ for a long time before slowly saying, "you are recommended by old ghost Hu. I'll give you a chance. Today's execution is very important. If I'm careless, I'll be in trouble. If you can't survive, I'll kill you with a knife, okay?"

"Understand!"

Chen Kou's tone is very heavy, but seventeen doesn't want to shrink back!

If he doesn't even have the courage to go on stage, how can he face the guidance of master Jianling and master Fu?

He will despise himself!

"OK, get ready for the stage!"

The execution ground of Yiyang City is much larger than that of Tieshi City, and can accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time.

It was still early, and the people on the execution ground gathered more and more, and soon the whole execution ground was full!

Why so many people?

Seventeen was a little nervous originally, but now it's even more nervous!

He asked, "are there so many people every time they execute?"

Tu Yidao held his arm and looked at the people who continued to come in the distance and said, "of course not. The prisoner executed today is very special!"

"Human traffickers?"

"Yes, it's a human trafficker!" Tu Yidao clenched his teeth and said, "these traffickers are not simple. The leaders are Zhenyuan realm masters. They are very good at disguise and trace concealment. They are very cunning. They have been active in Yiyang City and nearby villages before. Recently, they have committed crimes crazily. Within a month, they took thousands of young children in various ways!"

Hearing thousands of young children, seventeen took a deep breath.

"Why did they abduct so many young children?"

"Oh, what else can I do?" Tu Yidao said somewhat ostentatiously, "young children can be sold to the demon sect or the demon martial arts practitioners for cultivation, to the killer organization training, to the aristocratic clan to cultivate dead men... As long as the number is enough, it is a big deal, and there is no enough profit, how can it be possible for Zhenyuan realm masters to give up their stature and become human traffickers?"

"You don't know how many people nearby hate these traffickers. You'll see it today!"

Seventeen was surprised and said, "how dare they go wild in Yiyang City?"

"Of course not, so their whereabouts are secret!" Tu Yidao continued, "there are children missing in ordinary people's homes. As long as they are clean, the masters in the city Lord's mansion won't pay attention, but recently they have made too much trouble. There are thousands of people a month. No matter whose territory it is, no one can stand it!"

"How could they be so rampant?"

"Do you think they are stupid?" Tu Yidao said with some suspense, "I can guess one or two reasons..."

Then Tu Yidao shut up and looked at seventeen with a smile, a look of you begging me!

Reading is the most annoying thing, and talking is the most annoying thing!

Seventeen years old, I can't bear it.

Chen Hao warned aside, "don't talk, don't pay attention to him!"

Master Jianling still obeyed, and he tried to suppress his curiosity.

"Why don't you ask me?"

Tu Yidao couldn't help it first. He was talking happily now. He didn't ask at seventeen, and he was also suffocating.

Chen Hao said, "you can ask!"

"Then what?"

"In fact, it's very simple. Imagine the people that the traffickers contact. Whether it's the demon sect, the killer organization, or other forces, which one can buy young children is not ferocious and full of evil? It's estimated that a large number of young children are needed in a short time. Force those people to complete the order. The scum who abduct and sell young children certainly dare not resist and fight hard to complete the task!"

"Now you know why so many people came to see the execution? I advise you not to go on stage and let me come!"

It was almost quarter past noon. Seventeen changed his clothes and held the red blood sword. He had a little confidence in his heart.

Before leaving, Tu Yidao sneered in a malicious tone:

"Look at so many people, are you nervous? Don't be weak!"

"If you are afraid, let me come. I won't laugh at you. After all, you are still young and not as old as my son!"

"Can you hold on to your sword? Don't chop it askew after you come on stage. That's a joke!"

"If you feel sick, spit it out happily. It's only comfortable to spit it out. I'm sure you're right!"

"If you can't hold on, just call me to help you. It's inevitable for young people to make mistakes again. No one will laugh at you!"

“……”

Seventeen was too lazy to listen to him and walked to the scaffold.

There are too many people today. On the short road to the scaffold, the city guards cleared a passage and maintained order.

Countless people turned their eyes to seventeen, followed him, and even stood on tiptoe.

At this moment, the executioner dressed in seventeen is the most eye-catching one!

Even though he was a little too young.

"Who is this?"

"Newcomer?"

"Where is Tu Yidao? I like to see him beheaded!"

"I also think he's a little reliable. I'm afraid he can't!"

"Yes, it's a pleasure to behead with a knife, and it's also a pleasure to see!"

"I came to see how these traffickers died... Can this young man stand firm on the stage?"

“……”

Fortunately, Cheng Wei was on the scene, and most people were still watching.

I want to see if this boy can do it!

In the face of the noisy crowd, the eyes of the crowd, and many criticisms, seventeen did not respond. His face was calm, and he walked straight towards the scaffold, with a very uniform pace, as if he was not nervous at all.

A few calm onlookers nodded secretly - at least the new executioner didn't have stage fright!

Seventeen why not have stage fright?

Not because he has a big heart, not because he is born with thick nerves... But because he has been so nervous! His face was so tense that he was completely stiff, and his head was a mess of paste!

If someone looks at his face carefully, he will find that the muscle on his left face near the eyelid is twitching constantly.

He felt that his feet were not hard bluestones, but elastic cotton, which wanted to bounce him up.

Seventeen shouted in his heart, "master Jianling!"

"Huh?"

"I'm a little nervous."

Chen Hao asked, "isn't it just a little?"

Chen Hao can fully understand the tension of seventeen. After all, the scene of tens of thousands of people is too big!

Inexperienced teenagers face such a big scene the first time they come on stage. It's strange that they are not nervous!

Seventeen asked for help: "what should I do?"

"It's very simple. You can imagine those who watch the excitement as..." Chen Hao couldn't find a suitable harmless term for a time, "you can... You can imagine them as dead people, so you won't be afraid!"

Seventeen glanced at the dense crowd with the corner of his eye, thought for a moment, and felt cold all over: "but Lord Jianling, I imagine them as dead... It's more terrible!"