The golden sunshine shines on the street, reflecting little bits of golden light.
On the street, a prison car drove slowly on the street, heading towards the execution ground.
In the prison van, Fang Ju was wearing a white short-sleeved prison uniform and a pair of linen trousers. There was a big word "prison" written on the front and back of the shirt. Fang Ju was imprisoned in the prison van, with his hands tied and his feet tied with iron chains.
If he is ashen, the bun on his head is loose and messy, his sinister face has no expression, and there is a lifeless air in his dark eyes, as if he has lost his soul.
"Look, look... Fang Ju is here, Fang Ju is here..."
"Hit, hit quickly, beat this bully Fang Ju to death..."
"Fang Ju, you are here today, you should have died long ago."
"Hahaha... God has opened his eyes, God has opened his eyes, Fang Ju is going to be beheaded."
On the street, the people standing on both sides of the street watching were extremely excited and ran with the prison car.
When the people saw that Fang Ju was being taken to the execution ground, they all clapped their hands and congratulated each other from a distance. From time to time, an egg was suddenly thrown out from the crowd, and then hit Fang Ju on the head with a bang. The egg shell shattered and became sticky.
The egg white and egg yolk flowed out of the eggshell and stuck to Fang Ju's fluffy hair. Strands of egg white and egg yolk flowed along the hair to her cheeks, and then flowed down her cheeks, staining Fang Ju's white prison clothes.
Very ugly.
"Hit him, beat him to death, beat him to death..."
The roar sounded like thunder, echoing in the streets. The people running back and forth clapped their hands in excitement, with cheerful smiles on their faces.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a big cabbage drew an arc in the sky, and instantly hit Fang Ju's door. Fang Ju's nose turned red, and scarlet blood instantly flowed down from his nostrils...
While driving along, Fang Ju's head was hit with injuries, and her fair face was bruised and bruised.
At this time, Fang Ju's dead eyes showed a hint of fear.
Is the scene in front of me the same as myself in the eyes of the people?
Fang Ju asked himself secretly in his heart, seeing the joy in the eyes of the people when they saw him, and the resentment in the gnashing of teeth. He felt as if he had knocked over a five-flavor bottle, the five flavors were mixed, and it was difficult to explain what was in his heart.
Mood. Perhaps a person will reflect on his gains and losses only at the moment of death.
At this moment, Fang Ju was like this.
He looked at the people running around celebrating each other, and he was really recalling the gains and losses of half his life. He thought that he had done all the bad things, and it was really hard to find a praiseworthy thing. The only thing worthy of praise was loyalty.
He worked hard and diligently for the family, but the Fang family was destroyed because of him. All in all, Fang Ju really couldn't find anything worth looking back on and thinking about. Thinking of this, his heart fell silent again.
Go down.
The person who deserves to die, maybe he really is the person who deserves to die.
Fang Ju sighed in his heart, glanced at the people around the street with a lifeless gaze, then closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the final blow to come.
At the execution ground, Fang Ju's hands were tied, and he knelt on the ground with his eyes closed and motionless.
Wang Can sat next to the execution platform, squinted his eyes slightly, and nodded to Yang Lian who was sitting next to him. Immediately, Yang Lian stood up and began to tell Fang Ju's sins...
For a quarter of an hour, Yang Lian made a long conversation, all about the crimes committed by Fang Ju. The people standing around and watching listened quietly. When Yang Lian finished speaking, Fang Ju looked up.
He glanced at Yang Lian and his dead eyes fell on Yang Lian. Yang Lian quickly turned his eyes away, not daring to meet Fang Ju's gaze.
Adding insult to injury is adding insult to injury.
What Yang Lian did undoubtedly made even him feel ashamed and did not dare to face Fang Ju.
"Yang Lian..." Fang Ju's voice was low, as if phlegm was coughing up in his throat, and his tone was very hoarse.
"What's the matter?" Yang Lian asked calmly.
Fang Ju laughed miserably and said: "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you, and I understand your difficulties. Now, I'm about to die, and I just want to say a few words to you. A wise man is a bird.
When a person is about to die, his cries are mournful; when a person is about to die, his words are also good. If you think my words are good, just remember them; if my words are not good, just forget them."
"Eh..." Yang Lian sighed and said, "Brother Fang, just say what you have to say, the time is almost up."
Fang Ju said: "I have failed as a person and in doing things, and there is no time to repent. You are different. You have enough time to change yourself. I will tell you from your words: I am worthy of myself, and I am worthy of myself."
You are worthy of others, your family, and heaven and earth. Life is like this and there is nothing to regret."
After finishing speaking, Fang Ju buried his head, closed his eyes and remained silent.
Yang Lian slowly lifted his steps, but felt unable to lift them. It seemed as if there were huge rocks under his feet, but he had to lift his steps and walked away slowly. Faintly, Fang Ju murmured to himself from behind.
Voice: "Don't imitate me. You will accomplish nothing. You will be useless to yourself, others, your family, and your country."
Wang Can was sitting far away, but he also heard Fang Ju's words.
In fact, what Fang Ju said before his death already had a hint of enlightenment.
There is no greater virtue than knowing your mistakes and being able to correct them. However, the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired. When things got to this point, it was impossible for Wang Can to spare Fang Ju's life. However, Wang Can did not let Wang Can go as planned.
Zheng, Liu Fu, Luo Wei, and Sun Wei went up to expose Fang Ju's scars, but ordered: "Zhou Cang, give him a good time."
After Zhou Cang heard this, he immediately went down to deliver the order.
In the distance, Fang Ju, who was kneeling on the ground, heard Wang Can's words, bowed to Wang Can, and then said to the executioner beside him: "Come on." After saying that, Fang Ju murmured to himself again: Hope
If you can do something good in your next life, you will be worthy of your country, your family, and your family.
"Noon has arrived, kill!"
The person responsible for the beheading yelled, twisted the token and threw it out.
The executioner standing on the execution platform took off the wooden sign on Fang Ju's back, then raised the steel knife in his hand. A flash of silver knife light flashed, and a stream of blood spurted out, and then a head shot into the sky.
It stood up and then fell to the ground with a thud.
"Dead...dead...dead..."
In the crowd, when the people saw Fang Ju being beheaded, they heard loud roars of joy.
When Yang Lian saw Fang Ju being killed, his heart fell silent. Thinking of Fang Ju's last words, Yang Lian's heart trembled. Death was really so close. Wang Can's eyes fell on Yang Lian,
He said: "Yang Lian, when you collect Fang Ju's body, remember to make him a better coffin so that he can be buried with dignity."
"Thank you, sir!"
Yang Lian glanced at Wang Can gratefully, his eyes turning red. Unexpectedly, Wang Can asked him to collect Fang Ju's body for him.
After bowing deeply to Wang Can, Yang Lian felt a flash of admiration in his heart.
Not mentioning other things, Wang Can is worthy of Yang Lian's worship for this point alone.
Among the crowd, an old man wearing a black robe, with a wrinkled face, extremely cloudy eyes, and a white beard under his chin saw the flash of the sword, and crystal tears flowed down from his cloudy eyes.
The ravines on his face wetted the clothes on the old man's chest.
"Commit evil, commit evil..."
The old man murmured, with a lonely look on his face.
This old man was none other than Deng Zheng. The moment he saw Fang Ju being killed, his heart tensed up. Speaking of which, Deng Zheng had experienced ups and downs and was used to seeing people of life and death, but he was moved by this scene.
I am sad. I don’t know if it is because I am getting old, or because I think that Hanzhong County will no longer belong to the Nanzheng family in the future, and I shed tears for this.
"Mr. Deng, let's go!"
Beside Deng Zheng, Chen Xi supported Deng Zheng and whispered.
"let's go……"
Deng Zheng shook his head, and with the help of Chen Xi, he slowly disappeared into the crowd.