Hang Lixing was having a hard time at home and couldn't even take care of himself, so naturally he had no time to take care of Hang Er.
On the third day, the execution was carried out at the execution ground.
Master Huo led all the students of the academy among the crowd, standing in an orderly line, looking as if he was leading them to their death.
Everyone was extremely panicked.
Zhou Jingmao's hands were shaking. "Xiao Qi, can you give me a talisman? The kind that keeps me safe... You know, I... he... he... he and I have too many personal grudges. I'm afraid he'll come after me after he dies..."
"It's unlikely that he will come to settle the score with you. He might become a headless puppet after his death. Even if he comes to find you, he may just want to borrow your head. You don't have to be afraid." Xiao Cunyu grinned grimly.
Zhou Jingmao's heart beat even faster.
Zong Ling couldn't help swallowing, and the other teenagers couldn't help wiping their cold sweat.
It’s not that they are afraid of death, but the person who is about to be beheaded is an acquaintance they have been with day and night for many days!
Moreover, Hang Er’s current situation has something to do with them, so how could they not be afraid?
"Don't try to scare me! Xiao Qi, Fu, Fu, come quickly... It's almost noon..." Zhou Jingmao stamped his feet anxiously.
"You also said it, why should we be afraid of him in the morning? If he could be transformed into a puppet when the sun is shining brightly, wouldn't his resentment be to the sky?" Besides, the executioner has a tough life, and he was killed for committing a crime. He won't have the ability to seek revenge on you, unless..." Xiao Cunyu paused.
Everyone's heart was suddenly lifted.
"Unless what?" Zong Ling asked.
"Oh, unless his head and body were separated after his death and he couldn't be buried intact, and he was even dragged to a mass grave and hastily buried in a place with extremely heavy yin energy. Over time, he might turn into a fierce spirit and crawl out from underneath to look for his head. Then he would definitely appear in front of your bed, then stretch out his hand, make a rumbling sound with his stomach, and ask you in a grim voice... Have you seen my head..." Xiao Cunyu spoke slower and slower, and at the end, he made a terrifying and serious expression.
“…” Zhou Jingmao shuddered.
Why is it getting colder in the middle of the day?
"Jingmao, you and him grew up together. Now that he's asked you this, you have to give him a head, right? So what should you do? At this time, you can take off your head and give it to him. If you can't do that, you can find a round object, put it in his hand, and say... This is your head, it has no eyes..."
"He can't see anyway, so from now on he'll just be carrying this weird round thing on his head, following you around, and asking you if his head looks good..."
“…”
Zhou Jingmao was so angry that his eyes widened like a toad.
"Xiao Qi..." He gritted his teeth, feeling a little guilty. "He's almost dead. Don't you feel... a little bit sorry for him when you say that?"
"Death is pitiful?" Xiao Cunyu tilted his head. "Oh, then there are too many pitiful people in this world. I can't sympathize with them all. Besides, you asked me, so I'm just telling the truth."
"Then aren't you afraid? He is still alive now, but soon he will... die." Zhou Jingmao felt creepy when he heard what Xiao Cunyu said.
Xiao Cunyu should be the one who is most afraid.
But faced with this scene, he was indifferent and even joked!
"The two women he killed were alive originally, but died suddenly. Hang Er was not polite to them when they were alive. They even closed their eyes, but Hang Er still felt that their deaths were unlucky. As the saying goes, cause and effect will always come true, and there will be reincarnation after all. I don't feel sorry for him, nor do I find him scary." Xiao Cunyu spoke in a calm tone, a change from his usual self.
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