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The next day, Zhao Li and Lin Zhengying had already set off at the time Xie Bi'an had inquired about, but when they got there, it was already crowded. Not to mention the front row seats, they didn't even get a seat in the middle.

This was not beyond their expectations. Besides, even at the front, there was still at least 600 to 800 meters away from the execution place. Generally, those with poor eyesight would not be able to see clearly what was going on there.

In addition, on both sides of the viewing area, some slightly business-minded vendors were carrying burdens and selling goods. Among these people, there were obviously some whose main purpose was not to sell goods.

The hidden skills of those people are still not good enough. A man who bought wontons put his burden backwards and forwards. The sweat towel on his shoulder was used to wipe sweat completely. When he changed positions while carrying the burden, he did not put it away. On the shoulder.

These people usually don't observe carefully enough. This kind of flaw is already very obvious to those who are careful.

"Have you seen them?" Zhao Li touched Lin Zhengying and asked.

Lin Zhengying shook his head. There were no traces of those practitioners here, so he probably chose a better place.

After all, this is their home court, and their familiarity is definitely much higher than that of Lin Zhengying, who has just been here two days.

When the sun reached an elevation of seventy degrees, there was a burst of noise from the crowd.

On the other side of the execution ground that was not allowed to enter, a group of soldiers escorted Fu Tianchou over little by little.

Fu Tianchou was wearing prison uniform, with his hands and feet shackled. His hair was disheveled, and his hair and body were stained with mud.

The soldiers next to him urged Fu Tianchou to advance as usual, but in fact, nearly a hundred soldiers, including the leader, were cooperating with Fu Tianchou's advance.

Lin Zhengying's eyes were locked on Fu Tianqiu. This was the first time he really saw General Tianlang.

It was obvious that what Zhao Li said was right. Fu Tianchou's injuries and his sluggish pace could not cover up the strong spirit in his body.

In Lin Zhengying's eyes, the ferocious wolf clung to Fu Tianchou's side, accompanying him step by step towards the execution platform.

"Someone is going to take action." Zhao Li suddenly said, his right hand was already on the trigger. Without knowing whether it was true or not, he would not interfere with the execution in front of him, but if someone was going to take action against ordinary people, he would There will definitely be a stop.

Lin Zhengying tilted his head and looked around. Many people near and far were already ready to move.

At this moment, Fu Tianchou raised his head and glanced over. A frightening and intimidating momentum swept over the crowd. Those who were ready to make a move stopped at this sight.

"Be careful with the steps."

The escorting soldiers took Fu Tianqiu to his position and whispered.

Fu Tianchou nodded, raised his head and stepped up the steps step by step, leaving mud marks on the steps with his feet.

The scene became inexplicably silent, and everyone was looking at the general. At this time, he no longer only represented himself.

"Please stand here." The executioner guided slightly.

Fu Tianchou walked to the predetermined position and nodded to the executioner. In front of him was a beheading platform with a huge knife on the side.

The edge of the knife was sharpened, and the sunlight reflected sharp light on it.

"Three generations of my family have been executioners. I promise you that if the knife falls, there will not be a second blow." The executioner said, patting his chest.

Fu Tianchou smiled nonchalantly at the executioner, and then looked at the officials sitting on the execution platform. The two looked at each other, but no one said anything first.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing, and this depressing situation reached noon.

The executioner looked up at the sky and looked down at the sundial next to the execution place. The time was almost up!

He glanced at the crowd again, as if he was looking for someone. This was probably the executioner who made the most moves.

"The time has come..." The supervisor stood up.

"Save someone under the sword!!!" An official wearing a python suit rushed over, and the clothes on his head were blown to the ground by the wind.

This man has been Fu Tianchou's friend for many years, and they have known each other in life and death. Fu Tianchou has been in prison for so long, but he has never given up running for him. Now he finally has some hope!

However, when Fu Tianchou looked at the man on the execution ground, he had a firmer idea in his mind.

The friend handed a document to the soldiers and passed it all the way to the hands of the supervisor.

"The sinner Fu Tianchou..."

The supervisor read a lot of official articles, but in fact, the central idea was that the emperor gave Fu Tianchou a chance to redeem himself and perform meritorious service. Although his title, official position, etc. were gone, at least he still had his life.

As soon as this order was read, the whole crowd exploded. Everyone was very happy that Fu Tianchou had a chance to survive.

However, some people remained silent.

"Dai Zui meritorious service, Dai Zui, do you think he will accept it?" Lin Zhengying looked at the standing Fu Tianchou and asked Zhao Li.

"I don't know, but looking like this, there is a high probability that he really didn't do that." Zhao Li replied with his hands behind his back, "Zhengying, if it were you, what would you choose?"

"The head can be cut off, but the blood can be shed." Lin Zhengying replied without any hesitation.

"If you sleep on the fire and taste the courage, three thousand Yuejia can swallow Wu." Zhao Li also gave his choice.

Neither of these two choices can be said to be wrong, but it is obvious that Fu Tianqiu chose the first one.

Fu Tianchou bent his knees and put his head on the execution platform without saying a word from the beginning until now.

When his friend saw Fu Tianchou like this, he had tears in his eyes and half collapsed on the ground. He guessed that this might be the result, but he had to give it a try anyway.

The crowd fell silent again. Many people could not understand Fu Tianchou's choice, but the question that troubled everyone seemed to have an answer.

If I didn't do anything, don't put it on my head.

"Do it! If you don't do it, it will be too late!"

"My dad hasn't given the signal yet, wait a minute, wait a minute!"

"Maybe he didn't receive our arrangements at all, and the internal response might not be in place!"

"No, no...be prepared until the last second, and if it doesn't work, take action!"

"no problem!"

On the execution ground, the executioner urged him, and the executioner regretfully picked up the bowl, took a sip of wine, and sprayed it directly on the sword.

"Do you think it's just a matter of keeping silent?" Lin Zhengying suddenly felt something was wrong. Fu Tianchou hadn't spoken for so long, and it was obviously intentional.

"It's possible, but just a few months of silence, how effective can it be..." Zhao Li stopped as he spoke, and he had an incredible idea.

Close-mouthed meditation, if you don’t care about cultivating your body and mind and just treat it as a ritual, then when will the effect of this ritual be optimal? !

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