"It's a waste, it's a waste." Seeing Qin Peng's head fall to the ground, Wang Boxue quickly came over with a basket of steamed buns, with regret on his face.
"Sir, this steamed bun is dipped in the blood of a warrior and can be sold for a lot of money."
"Is there any other way to say this?"
Chu Qianqiu had never heard of human blood steamed buns, but he didn't expect that this business would take off in the death row.
"The life of a warrior is very valuable. The bodies of executed prisoners are sold to medical clinics. Everything counts, so how can it be wasted?"
"There is a Baicaomen in Linghu City, which is a vassal of Yaowang Valley in Jiangzhou."
"They specialize in purchasing the remains of warriors. The fresher the better."
Wang Boxue explained with a matter-of-fact expression. He first dipped the steamed buns in them to make real human blood steamed buns, and then released the cold air with his hands.
The ice is so angry!
Naturally, the captain of the death row also had some unique skills, and he directly froze Qin Peng's body.
"What does Baicaomen need this corpse for?" Chu Qianqiu asked in surprise. He had always used expensive elixirs to heal his injuries and didn't care much about the underlying medical technology.
"Sir, I don't know about that. Anyway, it can be sold for money. Even if he eats it raw, we don't mind."
"Please don't worry, sir. The cost of beheading will definitely cost you."
Wang Boxue seemed to have thought of something and suddenly realized that the executioner had to charge a fee to use the knife. There are real ghosts in this world. Chu Qianqiu would not doubt whether ghosts really exist after using the "Ten Kings of Hell Sutra"
.
Generally speaking, executioners are prone to being infected with the souls of the wronged, so they have to pay an extra fee for using the knife.
However, for the masters in the army who specialize in the martial arts of killing, this is actually a good thing.
"What do I need from you for the beheading fee?"
"You can keep this money for yourself."
"Thank you, sir." Wang Boxue was overjoyed and kowtowed directly, regardless of how dirty the ground was.
There are actually not many truly generous leaders in the world. Chu Qianqiu can be so generous because he is extremely rich and can obtain it repeatedly through golden fingers. To him, money is not even a number.
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. Just before Qin Peng died, he wanted to join the Six Sects."
"I want to ask you, are there many such things?"
Chu Qianqiu pointed at Qin Peng's body and asked. Seeing the other person's hesitation, he added:
"Tell the truth, I won't blame you."
"There are many such situations, but not many." Wang Boxue hesitated for a moment and gave a simple answer.
"what happened?"
"The reason why there are many of them is because it is not uncommon for warriors to oppress ordinary people in Linghu City, and it is not uncommon for them to occasionally kill people."
"There aren't many of them, but he's a warrior with a lot of energy like Qin Peng. If he wants to kill an ordinary commoner, he has plenty of ways to do it. He won't be as simple and crude as him and cause trouble."
"For people like him who committed the tragedy of exterminating their families, if the court wants to maintain its dignity, it must investigate them to the end."
"He is just too direct."
"If you really use your energy to secretly injure your internal organs and kill secretly, the court won't care."
"Qin Pengcuo no longer kills people, but provokes the majesty of the imperial court."
Wang Boxue was indeed very knowledgeable. He had knowledge about various yamen at his fingertips, which made Chu Qianqiu nod involuntarily.
"What you said is very good. Let's leave this body behind and bring up a new prisoner."
"Yes, sir."
Wang Boxue didn't know whether Chu Qianqiu was satisfied or not, so he quickly rolled up the mat and asked the two jailers in the execution room to come in and carry away the body.
For the cells of the Shenwu Dynasty, corpses are also valuable, and the health of the warriors is also very important, so it is rare to abuse prisoners.
"The Rebirth of Financial Giants"
"Bi Chengyun, it's your turn to come out." Wang Boxue knew the prisoners on death row very well. Since Mr. Chu only wanted to kill the guilty, it would be easy to handle.
"I'm not going out. Qin Peng went out just now and didn't come back."
"The monk who came just now is a great master of Buddhism. He must want someone to perform a blood test and save the souls of the dead."
"I'm not that stupid."
Bi Chengyun gritted his teeth and cursed, his body trembling uncontrollably. It is true that the prisoners on death row are all valuable. At least they are warriors with a small amount of energy, which is extraordinary.
But similarly, many big shots wanted to see blood and kill people, so they would choose from them. He could tell that Qin Peng must be dead.
"Lao Bi, you think too much."
"Then Qin Peng's family came to see him, eating and drinking delicious food."
"He remembers you as a brother and wants to treat you to dinner."
Wang Boxue was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile.
"What the hell, do you think I'm stupid? Either I stay here, or I die here."
Bi Chengyun clung to the bars inside the cell, ready to commit suicide at any time. He would rather die than let anyone be used as a test subject.
"Oh, don't you two be angry? My family feels distressed after seeing this."
"Why don't you let me come?"
A charming voice came. Wang Boxue was stunned for a moment, and then said as if he was speaking the truth:
"Miss Kang, you can't go."
"Oh, why can't I go to my house?"
"That, that's Mr. Chu..." Wang Boxue quickly stepped forward and whispered Chu Qianqiu's origins.
"Liu Dutong's adopted son is really a great prey. Let the slave family go."
"Okay, okay!"
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"Miss Kang, please." Wang Boxue came in with the second prisoner.
This Miss Kang is a very pretty woman, somewhat smoky, with long legs and a thin waist.
She looked like a brothel girl. It was surprising that she was in a cell, wearing revealing clothes and rouge on her face.
This Miss Kang doesn't look like she's in jail at all, but rather like she's receiving guests in jail.
"Kang Qingyi (29 years old), a master of Qi accumulation, an outer disciple of the Hehuan Sect, secretly hunted and killed more than a dozen prostitutes, and liked to cut off their body parts as souvenirs, including the daughter of Lingzhou rich man Ren Kai
Son, Tang Liang, nephew of the master of Jubao Pavilion."
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Chu Qianqiu said calmly while observing the other party's expression.
"The slave family does not admit guilt."
This bright woman smiled lightly and was full of charm.
"Why?"
"Because the governor has slept in the slave's house, and the prefect has also slept in the slave's house."
"If the slave family is guilty, why do they come to the slave family one after another?"
Kang Qingyi is indeed a female disciple of the Hehuan Sect. She uses extremely powerful charm to influence Chu Qianqiu's senses towards her. If it were someone else, it might still be effective, but it's a pity that she met the wrong person.
"Is that what you want to say?"
"Do you admit to killing these prostitutes?"
Chu Qianqiu's Qi has the characteristics of [Yellow Spring], which is specialized in refining resentment, and often has a defensive effect on mental attacks. Not to mention that he himself kills people like crazy and has terrifying thoughts of killing.
To him, this bit of charm is just a drop of water.
Besides, Chu Qianqiu is not someone who has never seen a woman before. He has eaten several of them.
"Slave, I don't recognize you!" Kang Qingyi was a little flustered. She just wanted to taste the taste of being a child of a famous family, and she didn't expect to meet such a ruthless person.
At this moment she believed that Chu Qianqiu would kill her.
"Did you kill him or not?" Chu Qianqiu snorted coldly, and a huge murderous intention enveloped Kang Qingyi's body.
"Kill the slave family, kill the slave family." Kang Qingyi couldn't bear such murderous intent and shouted in horror.
"Why did you kill?" Chu Qianqiu looked at the file and found that she only killed one type of person, a paranoid murderer.
"Because the slave family thought they were disgusting, they killed them." Kang Qingyi smiled wantonly. She already understood her fate?
"I see."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Qianqiu killed the female disciple of the Hehuan Sect cleanly, then clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.
Wang Boxue, who brought the people over, turned pale.
"continue."
"Yes, sir."
I can kill a few more today, and the first body point is basically formed.
After killing everyone, they went to the Li camp outside the city.