Shen Yinqiu quickly took Wan Qiyan's arm and said, "Did you hear that?
It's such a big drama.
It seems that the masked woman also knew about Chong Ling's existence.
I wonder if the masked woman will go to Chong Ling after Ye Sheng's death."
Ling’s trouble.”
Wan Qiyan was originally not interested in these things, but Shen Yinqiu liked to hear those twists and turns of the story.
He didn't want to but couldn't help but cooperated, "I think so.
You want to inform that woman?"
"No, I don't think Ye Sheng will let anyone from his sect harm Chong Ling.
In this matter, Chong Ling is actually quite innocent.
It's like Ye Sheng likes her, but she doesn't like Ye Sheng, and Ye Sheng He made a mistake because of her and ended up like this."
Shen Yinqiu said, remembering Chong Ling's calm acting in prison, and then stabbed Ye Sheng without hesitation when he turned around.
Although she paused a bit when she left, it was really clear that she had no intention of Ye Sheng.
This dispute that broke out over human life is really as good as anything in the storybook.
The masked woman was injured again.
Ye Sheng looked at her indifferently and said: "Let's go.
If you don't go, you will die with me.
I can't get rid of you in life.
Can't you make me feel at ease even after death?
And you are not allowed to touch me."
Chong Ling, if you still regard me as your senior brother."
The masked woman let out a sob, held up a sword flower, and avoided the attack of the official.
She landed on her toes and stepped backwards quickly, finally landing on the roof.
She took a deep look at Ye Sheng who lowered his head again, and then the archer released a rain of arrows.
Finally, he disappeared in front of everyone while wielding the Great Qing Gong.
Some of the remaining officers were on guard, and some were already helping to lift up the injured brothers.
The supervisor also got out from under the table, held up the black gauze hat on the armrest, and asked: "Come here, the injured brothers who can stand up should stand first, and the serious ones will be sent to the hospital.
Executioner, Executioner where" "Sir, here, here."
A strong man emerged from under the guillotine, holding a broadsword and speaking in a rough voice, but it could still be seen that he was scared.
The guillotine was stained with the blood of some officials, like red plums, contrasting with the white snow.
It looked unexpected and artistic, but unfortunately there was a very embarrassed man in the middle.
Seeing that all the people were gone, the supervisor was not in the mood to say those unnecessary polite words.
For fear that there would be other people coming to rob the execution ground, he directly took out a Zhanliju sign and threw it vigorously in the direction of Ye Sheng, not forgetting his hand.
Pointing at the executioner, he said: "Get ready, behead quickly."
The executioner made Ye Sheng kneel down, lowered his head, made two gestures on his neck, then raised the knife.
The moment he swung it down, Wan Qiyan reached out and covered Shen Yinqiu's eyes.
After letting go for a moment, Shen Yinqiu could still see the rolling head and the blood spraying all over the ground.
Ye Sheng still kept kneeling on the ground.
The blood on his neck was left along the prison clothes, and he soon gave up his shirt. stained red.
Shen Yinqiu's eyes widened slightly, this was beheading.
She moved her gaze from the motionless corpse to the stream of blood under the guillotine.
The blood was soaked in the white snow but did not spread.
Ye Sheng was really dead.
The murderer who brutally killed the girl and skinned her was dead.
This matter was considered a lawsuit. a paragraph.
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The beheading officer breathed a sigh of relief.
This was the first time he had seen such a beheading without anyone watching.
No one would bury a heinous person like Ye Sheng.
Most likely, he would be dragged into chaos by officials.
The burial mound was thrown away, and even a mat was not given.
In the end, it ended up in the stomachs of wild dogs and rats.
The supervisor noticed Shen Yinqiu and the others, and when he saw that they had not left yet, he asked meaningfully: "Which one of you wanted to collect the corpse and just threw it into the mass grave if you didn't?"
There were only two people left here, Shen Yinqiu and Wan Qiyan.
It was obviously asking them.
Wan Qiyan didn't answer, but someone responded and said: "Yes."
At this sound, Shen Yinqiu quickly looked over.
Chongling walked out of the alley opposite, her face was very calm, without the slightest pain.
The prison officer looked at her and asked her what her relationship was with the prisoner.
Shen Yinqiu heard Chong Ling say, neighborly relations.
In the end, the supervising officer asked Chong Ling to take the body away.
Unexpectedly, the officers and soldiers he brought out were injured by someone who encountered the robbery.
He had to deal with it and explain it to the chief of guard, so he didn't have time to take care of the body. .
Shen Yinqiu watched the supervisor and his men go back with their men and horses, coming in a majestic manner and supporting each other back.
Being a supervisor was also dangerous.
They left, and except for Chong Ling who was standing there, and Shen Yinqiu and Wan Qiyan who had been standing in the corner, there was no one else.
Shen Yinqiu didn't understand what Chongling's appearance here could prove.
She was neither sad nor happy, and walked step by step towards the head that fell to the ground.
It was Ye Sheng, his eyes were closed, his face was sad and slightly remorseful.
Chongling held his head in both hands and walked towards the guillotine's body step by step with an expressionless face.
Shen Yinqiu stared at her intently and asked Wan Qiyan: "Do you think she can carry Ye Sheng's body back?"
Wan Qiyan glanced at them and said, "Maybe."
Compared with Shen Yinqiu's attention to them, he seemed careless and only looked at Shen Yinqiu.
Although he covered her eyes at that moment, after he let go, his head was still rolling, and his wife's face remained unchanged.
She can still look directly at the headless corpse.
Sure enough, his wife cannot be underestimated.
The courage.
The floating corpse last time was already disgusting, but it was dead after all.
It was a different feeling than watching a living person lose his life in front of your eyes.
And she could bear it all.
At this time, Chongling had already laid Ye Sheng's body flat on the ground.
Ye Sheng's body was already cold, but not yet stiff.
Chongling put his head back to its original position, and then returned to the alley where he had just come out. , pulled out a cart and came to the guillotine.
Shen Yinqiu saw that she was struggling to support Ye Sheng and was walking hard, so she couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you help me?"
Wan Qiyan: "" He was sure that she was just contradicting herself, and then asked and answered herself.
Shen Yinqiu pulled Wan Qiyan to Chongling.
She smelled the smell of blood and covered her mouth and nose with discomfort.
At this time, Chong Ling had already dragged Ye Sheng off the stage.
When he turned around and saw Shen Yinqiu and Wan Qiyan, their eyes were a little surprised, but it was only for that moment.
She paid some attention to Wan Qiyan, and was obviously in a trance when she saw his face.
After a while, she lowered her head and dragged Ye Sheng onto the cart with great effort, then put his head on it, and He pulled up a straw mat and covered him.
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Shen Yinqiu raised his head and glanced at Wan Qiyan, saying he was a monster.
Chong Ling ignored them, pulled up the cart and walked through the alley, taking twists and turns and choosing places with few people.
Shen Yinqiu and Wan Qiyan followed her without saying a word.
When they left the bustling street and walked onto the less traveled path, Chongling finally couldn't help it anymore, stopped and asked Shen Yinqiu: "What are you doing?"
If you want to have a grudge against him, you are still a member of his sect.”
She didn't recognize Shen Yinqiu.
Shen Yinqiu was wearing a young man's uniform and a face covering.
If it weren't for the extraordinary Wan Qiyan standing next to her, she would have thought that he was the same group as those who robbed the law field.
Shen Yinqiu felt a little happy when she saw that she was willing to talk to her.
Even though Chongling's tone was very bad, she looked at the body on the cart and said, "No, I want to help you."
Chong Ling seemed to have heard a big joke, "No need."
Shen Yinqiu looked at her.
Perhaps Chongling was a little sad at this time, but not deeply.
Shen Yinqiu didn't know what she wanted to do, but watching Chong Ling do these things alone was very touching.
She couldn't figure out what Chong Ling's feelings for Ye Sheng were, even though it had nothing to do with her but she wanted to know.
Seeing that Shen Yinqiu was not leaving, Chong Ling was too lazy to talk to her and continued to lead people to the pit that had already been dug.
Shen Yinqiu watched as Chongling dragged the body from the car and threw it into the pit, then picked up the head from the car and smashed it in.
She was dumbfounded.
This rough man must be hateful.
Wan Qiyan still watched all this indifferently, occasionally looking at the sky and the earth, as if he was visiting a scenic spot.
Chongling stood in front of the pit for a while, then placed Ye Sheng's head on his neck, then covered it with a straw mat and filled it with earth.
Her arms were very strong and she filled the hole in less than a quarter of an hour.
She took out an engraved wooden board from the grass, stood it in front of the grave, stood quietly for a while, and then left.
Shen Yinqiu took a look at the simple mound.
There was no paper money and no candlelight.
It was just deserted and deserted.
There was a wooden sign on it, which read crookedly: Ye Sheng, November of the first year of the year.
Shen Yinqiu was led away by Wan Qiyan before she even took a second look.
Chongling took off her clothes proudly as she walked, throwing away the blood-stained linen clothes on her body.
He took a handful of snow from the ground and washed his hands.
It was still early, and Shen Yinqiu and Wan Qiyan were still waiting for the brothel to open in the evening, so they still had some free time.
They followed Chong Ling to a shop that was completely incomparable to the pubs in the city.
Shen Yinqiu was not tired after walking all the way, but it was better to have tea to quench his thirst than not.
She asked Wan Qiyan for his opinion and went in after seeing that he had no objection.
Chongling ordered three dishes and one soup, as well as a pot of Nuerhong.
Shen Yinqiu paid attention to her and handed over the task of ordering dishes to Wan Qiyan.
Wan Qiyan stared at Shen Yinqiu for a while.
This should have nothing to do with them.
Why should they follow him until now?
But if she wanted to follow, then just follow.
It was still early anyway.
"Are you hungry?"
Wan Qiyan tried to attract Shen Yinqiu's eyes.
Shen Yinqiu turned to look at him in shame, "I'm not hungry at all.
Just order a drink and take a rest."
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"Well, don't keep looking at her.
What's so good about her?"
Shen Yinqiu was a little surprised.
She looked at him and thought that she was unhappy.
She pulled him away for no reason.
She quickly flattered him and said, "Well, you are the best-looking."
"Then just keep staring at me from now on."
Wan Qiyan raised his eyes to see her playing with the low-quality tea cup.
Shen Yinqiu: ""This is different from what I remember.
Your Majesty, your face is not red and your ears are not red because of your shyness: