Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 99

2020-11-07

Chapter 99 Demons

The beheading platform is all around, vast crowd, a large area of black pressure, like slowly ups and downs the Kuroshio.

These days, the whole family is out to watch the fun. Couples and old people go to battle together, holding children in their hands and holding a baby in their arms, for fear of missing the good show.

Vendors on the street took the opportunity to shout, selling drinks and snacks.

The crowd is too crowded, some children are in pain and cry loudly, and the more patient adults will coax them.

There are wild dogs digging around in the crowd, looking for a human leg that is pleasing to the eye, and the back leg is soaked in water.

"Which dead dog dares to urinate on Lao Tzu's feet?"

The wild dog was so frightened that it clamped its legs and ran away, leaving the victim screaming and yelling.

Fang Dou frowned, can't squeeze in unless he is rough!

“hehe, hehe!”

He looked up sharply and saw a big tree beside him, a few urchins were sitting on the horizontal branches, looking down happily.

This big tree is a few years old, and the lowest branches are four or five meters above the ground.

Although the urchins were bold, they did not dare to climb too high, and only dared to move on the lowest horizontal branches.

Above their heads, there are also layers of dense branches, intertwined vertically and horizontally, forming a huge canopy.

"Good place!"

Fang Dou stared at the tree, but was found by the urchins, and a few dead branches were dropped, "Silly monk, you can't come up!"

"Look, I can't get on!"

Fang Dou exerted a little force on his feet, and the dust flew under his feet, radiating explosively all around.

Next moment, he lifted off like a rocket, flew to the top of the canopy in a blink of an eye, with Erlang's legs crossed, and fluttered on the branches.

"Brat, you know how good it is?"

Fang Dou was happier than sitting on the Dragon Throne at this moment, looking down at the urchins below with a provocative gaze.

The urchins were stunned, and then wowed, "Damn it!"

Like frightened sparrows, they scattered, left the branches, and walked down the trunk. It slipped and fell into the crowd in three or two times, never daring to come out again.

"Fight me?" Fang Dou snort disdainfully.

From the top of the tree, you can see the scene of the beheading platform. The three stumps are lined up, and there are knife marks on them. The dark red has penetrated into the interior of the wood, obviously it has been used for a long time.

A brawny man in red-clothed holding a Ghost Headed Great Saber with a red cloth tied to the hilt.

This is the executioner, dressed in red, just to quell baleful aura.

Not far from the beheading stand, under a makeshift pergola, County Magistrate sat in it, with a cylinder on the desk in front of it, with several beheading orders in it.

"The hour has come, bring the prisoners!"

The sound of footsteps sounded, and the three prisoners were brought to the beheading platform, one by one tree stump, and knelt on the platform.

Fang Dou squinted and saw the Zhantiao behind the three of them, with the name written on it, and the 'Zhan' hooked on by a red pen.

“en!”

Fang Dou's eyes fell on the red pen word 'Zhan', this power, faintly restrained spell.

I have always heard the word "Wang Fa", but now I have discovered that the power of the government in this world where Taoism manifests itself cannot be underestimated!

Three prisoners, apparently with spells, were suppressed by the word 'Zhan' written in a red pen, unable to test their strength.

"Verify your identity?"

Tolerance stepped forward quickly, pinched the faces of the prisoners one by one, brushed off the messy hair, and verified his identity.

"Confirmed!"

County Magistrate under the pergola, took out three beheading orders and threw them on the ground in front of them, "Behead!"

The first prisoner His feet were cut off, and he barely knelt on the ground. Even if he was not bound by heavy shackles, he would never be able to escape.

Wait until the executioner waited and removed the chop bar from his back, the prisoner suddenly laughed.

"Haha!"

He opened his mouth and bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a blood mist on his legs. In an instant, two runes were condensed on his bare ankles.

"Without the suppression of Shangguan Qi, Lao Tzu can use the spell again!"

The spell of his cultivation is the Armored Horse Talisman, which can travel thousands of miles a day and 800 nights. Even without his feet, he can walk like the wind.

The prisoner is extremely proud, this journey is too suffocating, in the death row, there are prison gods to suppress, out of the death row, and then escorted to the beheading platform on the way, the beheading bar behind it is extremely heavy and crushing. He was incapable of exerting himself.

Fortunately, before beheading, he had to go to beheaded, giving him a chance.

Driven by the armored horse charm, the shackles on the prisoner's body seem to have lost their weight, and the figure instantly blurs, as if the next moment can cross the crowd and disappear at the end of the street.

At this time, the executioner opened his eyes, and a murderous aura gushed out.

The prisoner swayed a few times, but was actually affected by the murderous aura, and the speed was a little slower.

"Beheaded!"

The executioner rounded his blade and slashed at the back of his neck. After the blade light passed, the head fell to the ground.

What a fast knife, the prisoner didn't know he was dead, the headless body was still riding the armor and horse talisman, fell to the dust from the beheading platform, and blood sprayed on the ground.

A dozen steamed buns were thrown from the crowd in an attempt to get fresh blood.

The executioner's recipe, went up to pick up the head and placed it on the stump, the prisoner's eyes stared at the people watching under the stage.

The second prisoner, without struggling, was pulled out with a sneer and squinted at the executioner.

The executioner had killed countless people and ignored him.

Next came the third prisoner, he said with a smile, "You can't kill me!"

The executioner indifferently said, "It's not that I want to kill you, it's the king I'll kill you, go on the road with peace of mind, don't struggle!"

The chopping knife threw it to the ground, and the ghost-headed sword that killed two people in a row flashed cold light, the people shuddered when they saw it, thinking that this is the accumulation Murderous aura now!

The executioner swung his arms round, and the sword fell, hitting the back of the prisoner's neck.

There was an uproar under the stage, and the people were surprised to find that the blade stopped on the surface of the back of the neck, as if it was chopped on an iron block, and could no longer cut into the slightest.

The executioner staggered back, his eyes full of shock, "What kind of magic are you doing?"

The prisoner changed his expression of piety, "I believe in the Supreme Daoist, maybe it's my sincerity. I was moved by God, so that my sins will not die!"

The people onlookers began to believe it and thought they were blessed by the Divine Immortal.

The executioner's strength and the sharpness of the sword are obvious to all. The two previous prisoners both cut off their necks with one sword.

In the south of the Yangtze River, there are many people who believe in Buddhism and Taoism. Every family worships Divine Immortal and Bodhisattva. There are many legends in the countryside.

"Yeah, maybe it's sin that won't kill you!"

"Master should forgive this man!"

Seeing that the people began to shake, the pergola began to shake. The County Magistrate under, finally couldn't sit still.

"Everything is quiet!"

"The law of the country is ruthless, and no favoritism is allowed!"

County Magistrate walked out of the pergola and pointed to the beheading stage, "These demons, Use sorcery to deceive people, you must not be fooled!"

On the beheading stage, the prisoner sneered, "If I am guilty, let God punish me, your sword can't kill me, this is God's will !"

County Magistrate was furious and ordered the executioner, "If you keep your hands on purpose, this official will punish you severely!"

The executioner was full of grievances, he clearly used it Twelve points of strength, but the opponent has the kung fu, and he can't break it!

"Haha, I can't be decapitated, how about you?"

(end of this chapter)