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Chapter 125: Throw off the bridge


In addition, the executioners holding the ropes fixed the ropes, and after the corpse was hung for a while, it was moved to be burned.

The firewood was brought by the villagers who came to see it.

There is no need to buy tickets to watch the witch burning.

Everyone just needs to bring some firewood.

It is really cheap and good, and it is the cheapest way of entertainment in the Middle Ages.

The unlucky ones are others.

I wonder if they will be so enthusiastic when it is their turn to be burned.

The executioner came to move her.

Listening to the "witch" who was hanged first, the rope was still "squeaking" and shaking slightly, Cheng Qianxun's blood flowed backwards, and she said loudly: "Wait a minute, I haven't finished repenting yet.

I came out with a lot of gold coins, and I hid one under the bed where I slept for the past two days.”

"Wait a minute!"

the monk immediately shouted, those are gold coins, gold coins "Hang her quickly, she must be talking nonsense again." the recorder shouted loudly.

But the executioner who had already picked her up hesitated.

When Cheng Qianxun saw that it was effective, he immediately shouted: "Two of them were secretly thrown on the road when I was caught."

Now several farmers also shouted: "Slow down, let her continue to repent."

Cheng Qianxun continued to shout: "I also buried a small bag in the woods where I was captured, just at nine o'clock when the moon rose.

There were three gold coins, two rubies, and a diamond as big as a fingernail.

This diamond But the one worn by the Tsarina is worth a thousand gold coins."

Anyway, the nonsense will only take a while.

"Okay, okay, as long as what she said is true, this is enough for everyone."

The recording officer is obviously quite smart and has not been dazzled by money.

As soon as the executioner moved, Cheng Qianxun immediately spoke up: "I have buried more treasures in the woods outside the castle..."

In order to get the exact location, the executioner could only put her down: "Where?"

"Let me think about it, if you have a noose around your neck.

I don't think you can remember anything."

Cheng Qianxun shouted in turn, damn, don't Sneijder and the others really not want to save her?

She really wants to be the next one eliminated "I am buried between two trees with three branches.

If you take me there, I will definitely be able to point it out to you."

Cheng Qianxun could only repay the hope that the greedy monk would take her alone to dig for the treasure.

She can then find a chance to escape.

"Don't listen to her nonsense about turning stones into gold.

What can make the carpet fly."

The recording officer yelled loudly: "I tried it, and it didn't work at all."

"Oh" Cheng Qianxun said with a deliberately surprised expression: "So you are secretly experimenting with witchcraft.

He is a wizard.

Hang him quickly."

No wonder the record officer didn't believe her words at all.

It turned out that she had tried it secretly.

The recorder's face turned red: "She, the evil Wicked Witch of the East, can seduce innocent people into getting lost.

Don't be fooled by her, hang her quickly."

"What's not working?

The most important thing is that your moral practice is too shallow."

Of course, Cheng Qianxun had to find the reason as soon as possible: "First, you have to make a contract with the devil, and then you have to boil the potion with full faith.

Those gold coins are my magic.

Conjured.”

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Seeing that the executioner didn't take action, the recording officer got angry and took action himself.

He pushed Cheng Qianxun's leg hard.

Cheng Qianxun shouted anxiously: "Stop him quickly, I am a very high-level witch.

Anyone who wants gold coins and treasures must stop her."

The recorder shouted angrily: "No one is allowed to move.

I represent the king and the church."

"I still have a lot to confess.

If you want to get rich, stop him."

Cheng Qianxun, who was standing on the stone fence of the bridge, was pushed so hard that he could hardly stand still.

Shouting anxiously.

But people were momentarily overwhelmed by such an accident that had never happened before.

Even the monks were stunned, looking at the ridiculous farce in front of them.

"Go to hell, you crazy woman."

The record officer obviously understood that they were being played, and took advantage of the short period of time when everyone was stupid to push Cheng Qianxun down with all his strength.

"No" Cheng Qianxun screamed, feeling like the world was spinning and he fell under the bridge. . .

She was so scared that she closed her eyes and even her breathing stopped.

Then she waited for death to come, and as soon as the rope was tightened, her neck would be strangled.

I closed my eyes tightly and waited, waiting, as if my neck didn't hurt.

Apparently the monk got what she needed and gave her pleasure, but she died before she even felt the pain.

But how could she still feel someone grabbing her arms after she was dead?

. .

She opened her eyes and saw Rudolph's suppressed smile in front of her.

Looking around again, I burst into tears of joy.

It was Sneijder and Regel, and they were facing her with unusually handsome smiles.

They were in a dense forest on the other side of the river.

Looking through the gaps in the trees, they found that she was missing from the bridge.

She was screaming and screaming.

The monks and many people were looking down at the river, looking for someone who might have fallen.

Bodies in the river.

"Let's go first."

Rudolf picked up the short knife and cut off the rope that bound Cheng Qianxun's wrist.

After walking far away, everyone stopped.

Cheng Qianxun threw herself into Sneijder's arms and burst into tears: "Why did you come to save me?

You scared me to death, do you know?"

Sneijder smiled and patted her back happily: "Rudolph sneaked into the dungeon secretly, but you were not there at all, and we couldn't find where you were.

Now we are all wizards, we have to hide Get up.

By the time we find out and get to the river, you're already on the bridge."

Reger said with a bit of sourness: "We take turns on duty, and I haven't slept well at all in the past three days.

I'm just waiting for you to leave the church, so you can't hug me too."

"Forget it."

Sneijder hugged Cheng Qianxun and said with a smile, "You are so strong that you can break her bones with just one blow."

"Oh, thank you."

Cheng Qianxun immediately turned around, threw herself on Reger's chest, and thanked him with tears of excitement.

Reger spread his hands and looked at Sneijder with a smile.

After raising his eyebrows provocatively, he said to Cheng Qianxun: "You're welcome.

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In fact, Rudolf has the greatest credit.

He was the one who changed you here.

As long as everything he can see can be transformed in front of him, he is considered a living person."

After hearing this, Cheng Qianxun turned around and faced Rudolph a little hesitantly.

Rudolph had a straight face and said calmly: "You're welcome, it's just..."

"Thank you" Cheng Qianxun smiled through tears and went up to hug Rudolph like a friend.

She was not eliminated or died.

She should be grateful to everyone who helped her.

Rudolf was stunned.

He who killed people without batting an eyelid became a little restrained and embarrassed: "It's just... um, it's just a little effort."

Now everyone has become a demon servant who will be burned to death if caught.

The main road cannot be walked, and the only choice is to go through the woods and then to a more remote place.

Rudolph led the way to a small wooden house that could be said to be in the forest on the mountain.

Sneijder quickly lit a fire and began to boil water.

"Where is this?"

Cheng Qianxun looked around.

Although this wooden house was small, it had basic daily necessities.

"It should be the place where the lord temporarily lives for hunting."

Reger added more firewood to the fire to make it more prosperous: "It is very safe here.

You must get the lord's permission before you can hunt here.

If you violate it, you will be caught. , will be severely punished.”

"Then who is the lord here?

He doesn't care about these messy things in front of him."

Cheng Qianxun felt sick when he thought of the young woman who was hanged and those ugly faces.

"Obviously the lord doesn't know what's going on here, so it is temporarily vacant.

The farmers are waiting for the king to send a new lord.

The house we live in should belong to the lord, so the priest is quite polite to us, thinking that it is the former lord or the future lord.

What does the lord have to do with it?"

Regel explained.

It was obvious that the darkness of the Middle Ages was more powerful than imagined: "Bavaria in the Middle Ages.

In fact, a serf system was still implemented.

These farmers were not free.

They had to pay taxes to the lords on the land they farmed.

After the lords received the tax, 30% was given to the king, 20% was donated to the church, and the remaining 50% was used by the farmers every week.

I had to help the lord cultivate the land for three days, but then the lord simply divided the land and charged the farmers 30% of the harvest.

Adding other taxes, it took almost 70% of the harvest. " Thinking of his rotten teeth and eyes shining brightly as he pointed at the money, probably Judas, who betrayed Jesus, did not show such a hateful face.

Cheng Qianxun said bitterly: "I wish I could send a more greedy lord."

"Seventy percent is enough."

Reger explained, which made people unable to imagine: "Farming here still relies entirely on manual labor.

In the Middle Ages, cattle were used to plow the land.

Because they were directly tied with thick ropes, the cattle were often lost.

Strangulation.

So women need to go to the fields to work as beasts in spring.

The productivity is extremely low and the harvest is extremely poor.

The remaining wheat may not be enough for two people.

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If there are children, those farmers will have to open their mouths and their teeth will be black.

On the one hand, they do not brush their teeth, and on the other hand, they have no teeth.

He can only eat grass, so his teeth are severely worn.”

"Drink some water to warm your body."

Sneijder gave Cheng Qianxun a glass of water.

Next, everyone listened to Regel describing what kind of life the peasants lived in the Middle Ages.

They had no food or water, the harvest was not good, and they had no food.

They didn’t know how to fish, and hunting was not allowed.

They ate grass when they were extremely hungry. .

From time to time in the village, you may encounter patients who cannot bear the severe pain and fall to the ground with cramps, vomit blood, bile, and foam.

People at that time associated this phenomenon with the gods and called it "Saint Anthony's Fire" with awe, not knowing that it was actually caused by poisoning of the ergot plant that looked very much like ordinary grass.

Cheng Qianxun simply couldn't imagine how to live such a life: "We had plows for plowing the land more than 2,000 years ago, but here we still use women..."

"By the way," Reger added, "these farmers use wooden tools.

In the manor, we can use iron tools because iron tools are basically only available to nobles with money."

"Wooden" Cheng Qianxun and others all shook their heads.

No wonder Europe in the Middle Ages was considered barbaric.

They didn't take baths and had no food.

I really don't know which life is more unbearable than hell.

Then everyone started asking Cheng Qianxun how he was doing in the church, and Cheng Qianxun started to tell.

Everyone listened attentively.

After all, this is real history, or the most authentic story that restores history

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