Volume 18: The Third Master's Sword Chapter 450 Su Weiyun
After autumn, underground.
Deep and dark.
Xiaoyun sat in the prison, on a pile of hay. This was the first time in his life that he was in prison, and he was in a situation where he was about to die.
It is difficult to imagine what a person thinks before facing execution for those who have not experienced it.
Maybe everyone thinks differently, maybe everyone has their own regrets.
Xiaoyun didn't.
Of course it’s not that he has no regrets, but that he doesn’t think about those regrets.
So what is he thinking?
——He recalled his youth, when he sat under the boundless starry sky, tirelessly counting the stars in the sky, listening to the sound of the wind shaking the leaves, the low hum of the summer cicadas, and the gentle sound of flowing water...
Later, under the starry sky, more and more people appeared, some good, some bad, some kind, some evil. There were Yue Huanshan, Tian Sisi, Yang Fan, Qin Ge; there were Hahaer, Tu Jiaojiao, and the little fairy; there were Yao Yue Lianxing, Xiao Yuer, and Hua Wuque; there were also Wang Dong, Guo Dalu, Yan Qi, and Lin Taiping.
He knew quite a few people, but none of them spoke. They just stood quietly under the starry sky, looking peaceful and mysterious.
The last person sat down next to him. The girl was Murong Jiu.
Murong Jiu did not speak either. She was just like the "Fossil Magic" that she was practicing. She was wooden, stony, quiet and gloomy.
Xiaoyun looked up at the starry sky and let out a long sigh. He didn't know whether he should miss these people.
——If you linger on these people, you may not meet another group of interesting people.
——It’s like if Xiaoyun stayed in Fugui Villa forever, she would probably never meet people like Liu Changjie, Qiu Fengwu, and Angry Xiaoma.
People always seem to be thinking about how to avoid losing something, but never think about what new they will get after losing it.
People always live in fear of loss, as if they have made a golden hoop to tightly bind themselves and never get tired of it.
Since you don’t know what you will get after losing it, why should you be afraid of losing it?
So should we lose it?
What is there to lose?
Xiaoyun didn't know why these strange thoughts suddenly popped up in his head, but he racked his brains but couldn't come up with any suitable answers.
At this time, someone came in.
Apart from the person delivering food, the only person who came in was Magistrate Gou.
County Magistrate Gou walked over and stood outside the fence. He first carefully admired the iron rods made of fine steel, then took two steps back before speaking to Xiaoyun.
"Mr. Xiaoyun, is life in prison good?"
Xiaoyun ignored him and continued to think about the previous confusing question.
County Magistrate Gou asked, "I borrowed these shackles from the Six Gates. Are they comfortable for you?"
Xiaoyun buried her head and remained silent.
County Magistrate Gou laughed and said, "Haha, you don't have to be like this. Be a good person in your next life, stop telling stories, and live a peaceful life for a few decades. Why do you have to go out and mingle in the underworld?"
Hearing this, Xiao Yun finally raised her head, stared at him, and asked strangely: "Why don't you just poison me to death?"
Since County Magistrate Gou wanted to poison, why didn't he just use a deadly poison? Instead, he traveled thousands of miles and spent a lot of money to buy a "Hua Li San" from Liushenmen to capture him and execute him in the autumn.
“Hahaha, I learned from Jia Huo that you seem to have some involvement with the eldest senior brother of Huashan Sect.”
County Magistrate Gou looked at Xiao Yun with a smile and said, "If I poison you secretly, it will inevitably leave some clues and arouse suspicion. If the senior brother of Huashan Sect comes to investigate, it will be very bad."
"And now, I am executing you in a just and fair way according to the law. No one can say anything! Haha, no one will think that I killed you for that priceless sword!"
After County Magistrate Gou finished speaking, his expression was as if he had completed a fine work of art and had finally displayed it to outsiders.
"Tomorrow, July 15th, is the day you will be executed. Eat more today and die a full death!"
…
July 15th, cloudy, Zhongyuan.
Hundreds of ghosts are walking together.
It is suitable to worship ancestors and pray for blessings. Killing is forbidden.
The weather in autumn is not scorching. The sunlight shines silently through the dense clouds, making the sky seem indifferent.
Early in the morning, the market entrance was already crowded with people.
There are quite a lot of people who know Xiaoyun, but not many people want to stand up for him.
No one wanted to be the first to do so, but everyone wanted to see Xiaoyun off for the last time.
Familiar prison van, familiar route, familiar crowd.
The only difference is the shackles Xiaoyun wears. The splints are specially made. It is said that even the leaders of the seven major sword sects cannot break them by their own strength.
Moreover, a large amount of "Hua Li San" was added to the meal in Tianlao yesterday. County Magistrate Gou was very cautious, fearing that he would suddenly use internal energy on the execution ground.
Xiaoyun was very calm. He had known for a long time that the food was poisonous, but he didn't care and ate it anyway.
"Sinners parade, retreat immediately!"
There were a lot of constables standing next to the prison van, pushing the civilians nearby to the side and not allowing them to get close.
The prison van slowly approached the execution ground. The door opened, and Xiaoyun was held on the left and right by two yamen runners, who held down his arms and slowly sent him to the execution ground.
The executioner's sharp knife is shining!
The executioner was a bald man with thick arms, solid muscles, a beard and a pair of fierce eyes.
This is consistent with the image of the executioner in people's minds, so County Magistrate Gou has always been very satisfied with him.
The executioner said gruffly, "Kneel down!"
His voice was loud, and as soon as he started speaking, the noisy crowd quieted down.
He told Xiaoyun to kneel down.
Everyone was looking at Xiaoyun. Deep down in their hearts, they probably hoped that Xiaoyun would be as brave and unyielding as the characters he described in the books, and would never bow his head!
Kneeling means surrender.
But Xiaoyun really knelt down.
With his legs bent and his body crawling, his knees pressed tightly against the ground, it was like two branding irons hitting the execution ground!
"well."
There were sighs from the crowd.
The moment Xiaoyun knelt down, just before facing death, he felt extremely peaceful in his heart.
Is there any posture more disturbing, more humiliating, and more insecure than the current one?
It was not until this moment that Xiaoyun finally reached the bottom of the cliff.
It was County Magistrate Gou’s turn to speak next.
He said the same thing he had said to the storyteller before.
"Xiaoyun, you can say goodbye to your friends and say a few more words to them. If there are still people who are willing to be your friend."
The waiter at Yuelai Inn took the first step, but after two steps, his feet trembled as if out of control and he stopped. He had a sad face and murmured, "I just got married, I don't want to get into trouble... I'm so useless, I deserve to die..."
The scholar also wanted to come up, but he hesitated for a long time and finally sighed: "My mother is still waiting for me to pass the imperial examination. If I offend the unscrupulous government..."
"Then if there is no one, then..."
County Magistrate Gou was just about to throw the killing lot representing the iron law of the king as usual, but a little girl rushed up in a hurry.
"I have something to say!"
The little girl ran out of breath, her delicate face flushed by the wind, and said, "Big brother, I sneaked out of the house to see you."
County Magistrate Gou frowned and said loudly: "Xiao Yun is a beast who has deceived people. Until now, this little girl has been deceived by his mask. He is really guilty of a heinous crime!"
Xiaoyun reluctantly raised her head and said to her, "Listen to your family and go back."
But the little girl said stubbornly: "No, I know you are a good person. So I must come."
Xiaoyun finally smiled and said, "Now that you have finished reading, you should go back quickly. It is windy today and there is no sunshine. It will be uncomfortable to feel the wind."
Tears welled up in the little girl's eyes. She wrinkled her nose, puffed her lips, and said angrily and crying, "Why should all good people be killed? I don't believe it! Why is it like this? Big brother... wuwuwu..."
Xiaoyun wanted to raise her hand to touch her head, but found that her body was tied up and she couldn't move, so she could only smile bitterly and said, "That's all I have to say, go away!"
County Magistrate Gou also urged: "Leave now that you have finished speaking! Someone, take this little girl away! Then execute her immediately!"
A bailiff rushed over and grabbed the little girl, dragging her to the side of the field. The little girl cried, "I won't leave! I haven't finished speaking yet, I still have a lot to say!"
"Brother, I have something to say to you!"
The bailiffs were pulling the little girl further and further away. She was swinging her legs desperately, but to no avail.
"Brother, the price of mung bean cakes in the bakery has increased again."
"Brother, I heard the owner of Yuelai Inn repenting yesterday!"
"Big brother, it turns out that there is an old man and a young girl playing the erhu at the place where you perform. The sister sings so beautifully..."
She was being dragged further and further away, her voice became hoarse, and she gradually became unable to speak.
The executioner looked at the sky, pressed the knife against his clothes, and wiped it again.
"Brother, I remember one more thing. The mysterious swordsman who fought Xie Xiaofeng to a draw, as the storyteller said, has a name. His last name is Su, and his name is Su Weiyun!"
"You haven't told me his story yet..."
It turns out he has a name.
His surname is Su and his given name is Weiyun.
Su Weiyun!
Xiaoyun finally heard this name again!
call.
The noise, shouting, scolding, gasping, sighing, screaming, talking, complaining, and roaring all stopped at once!
Only the executioner's knife came with the sound of wind and chopped down suddenly!
