Chapter 29: Beheading with one knife, blood splatters on the execution ground!
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Yang Yu only felt a blur in front of his eyes. He closed his eyes slightly and saw words glowing on the cauldron wall:
【Ingredients: Ghost Head Beheading Knife】
【Level: Yes (upper)】
【Quality:Excellent(upper)】
【Evaluation: A sword that has been sharpened for many years to behead people, it is ordinary but shows skill, so it is more precious】
【Available through refining: Sword Technique ‘Beheading’】
“It’s really a sword skill!”
Yang Prison was overjoyed.
Compared with practicing martial arts inside and outside, he was more eager to obtain technical ingredients such as knife skills at this time.
Only this kind of technical martial arts will not be restricted by the progress of blood exchange, and can allow him to quickly improve his strength.
Whether it is internal refining or external refining, even he can only proceed step by step and make little progress. Once the medicinal materials are lacking, the progress will even be delayed.
The knife techniques can be different.
The quality of the Broken Sword is only "inferior". After refining it myself, the proficiency of the sword has surpassed that of the blood-changing warrior from the Lisheng Sect.
This ghost-headed broadsword may very well contain the valuable knife-wielding skills of three generations of veteran executioners from the Weihe family.
For him, the value becomes increasingly huge.
“If I could completely refine this ghost-headed sword, wouldn’t I suddenly have a century-old sword-wielding skill?”
Although he thought it was somewhat unlikely, Yang Yu was still heart-beating.
After a while, I calmed down and started to read the other words carefully.
Based on previous experiences, Yang Yu initially determined that in the evaluation of the Cauldron of Gluttony, ingredients can be divided into four levels: 'excellent, good, acceptable, and bad'.
Each level is divided into upper, middle and lower levels.
Quality is basically these four levels.
The silks he had obtained previously from the ‘Broken Knife’, ‘Ancient Scroll’ and ‘Human Skin Scroll’ recording Zhufeng Bu were all included in this level determination.
Only that ‘recipe’ exceeds this limit, and the level is ‘Shidu’.
“Including the Ghost Tou Da Dao, I already have five ingredients. If I add six more, I will know the effectiveness of the ‘recipe’…”
Yang Yu calmed down.
Outside the house, Wu Liu's shouts and urgings could be heard. Before the words could be heard, he had already arrived inside the house.
After Yang Yu left, he was a little worried and chased him all the way, fearing that he would miss the time.
“I thought you ran away from the battle!”
Wu Liu glared at Yang Yu angrily, but didn't care.
It is a serious crime to neglect one's duty and run away from the battlefield. No matter how stupid this kid is, he will not be willing to be beheaded and extend his neck to others.
"Um."
Yang Yu tightened his grip on the knife and said:
“Let’s go.”
…
Heishan City Execution Ground is located in the densely populated downtown area of Nancheng District, not far from the vegetable market.
It occupies a small area, even a little narrow.
It is only a dozen meters wide and less than a hundred meters long. There are wooden railings and sentry towers on both sides, and there are government soldiers holding crossbows looking around.
There was a high fence around the central platform, and many government officials were on guard with swords.
On the east side, there is a pavilion built, and the officials who are executing the execution sit in it, bored.
At the north corner, in a simple gray shed, several executioners wearing red turbans were sharpening their knives in the rain.
Yang Prison stood in a corner holding the ghost-headed knife, constantly looking at the entire execution place.
The layout of the execution ground is very simple, but there is a mystery in it. There are several sentry towers facing the outside, and there are hidden sentries inside facing the execution place.
If someone comes to rob the prison, they will shoot the prisoner as soon as possible.
Yang Yu didn't know if something would happen, but he was prepared for danger in times of peace and silently wrote down the topography of the execution ground.
During this hour, he has been looking for the King Buddha Treasure.
This Black Mountain City's chief arrester had always been in charge of executions in previous years. His sudden absence this year made him even more uneasy.
“Junior Brother Yang, let me sharpen the knife for you!”
A tall, bare-armed man greeted with a smile.
Yang Yu turned around and smiled, saying no need.
Many of these executioners are related to Old Man Wei. Some of them are even direct disciples. Of course they also know about Yang Prison.
It’s just that although they started early, once the blood changed, their status was greatly different.
Deliberately give him the best place, and the tone is also somewhat cautious and complimentary.
“Junior brother Yang, don’t be nervous. This kind of beheading is nothing unusual. It’s pretty much the same as killing pigs and sheep. It’s just that the human blood smells more fishy...”
The burly man walked over with a smile and introduced himself.
This big man's name is "Wang Kui", he is a butcher under Hu Wan, and he is only a part-time executioner.
In fact, executioners do not have work to do every day, and there are not a few who work part-time.
“We have some tricks for executing people.”
Wang Kui whispered: "Later, hold the knife behind your back, step on the prisoner's back, push and chop off his head, and kick him at the same time, so that the blood will not splash on you."
“Thank you, Brother Wang, for the tip.”
Yang Yu nodded.
He is not good at dealing with people, and this big man's familiar character makes him a little uncomfortable.
The two of them were chatting, and not long after, they heard an urging voice coming from the east: "The executioner is ready, the master is guilty!"
“The time has come.”
Yang Yu glanced around and saw that the execution ground was deserted in the hazy drizzle.
“Let’s go, junior brother.”
Wang Kui called out and was about to step forward with his knife in hand.
Yang Yu patted his shoulder, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered: "If you see something bad coming soon, dodge immediately."
"ah?"
Wang Kui was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed dumbly: "Junior brother, you are too courageous!"
After saying that, he shook his head and stepped onto the stage.
“I hope I’m overthinking.”
Yang Yu shook his head in his heart and went to the stage with a knife.
All the prisoners on death row have been tied tightly, and most of them were pushed to their knees, except for the bandit named "Iron Dragon".
With his head held high, no matter how hard the four government officials exerted their strength, they could not suppress him. They had no choice but to tie him to the high platform with chains.
“The guy who changed his blood is really not a human being.”
Wang Kui clicked his tongue.
This prisoner on death row has the heaviest shackles, and the lute can still stand even with two large iron balls weighing 100 kilograms hanging on its bones.
Much more exaggerated than my own brother Hu.
Subconsciously, he wanted to skip this death row prisoner and choose one that was far away.
Without thinking, Yang Prison suddenly stretched out his hand to grab him and walked towards the death row prisoner.
“Junior brother?”
Wang Kui struggled hard, but was surprised to find that he couldn't get away at all.
"Shut up."
Yang Yu scolded in a deep voice: "Look at those soldiers."
"What?"
Wang Kui was stunned and couldn't help but look at the soldiers outside the platform.
Looking at it, I found that something was really wrong.
In the drizzle of light rain, these usually lazy soldiers were standing ready one by one, and some of the hands holding swords were trembling.
What is this scenario?
Wang Kui was confused in his heart when he suddenly heard a loud laugh bursting into the rain.
“You guys, grandpa is here!”
This loud shout immediately suppressed all the noise in the field. Those who were a little closer could only feel their ears ringing and their eyes black.
“Really, someone really robbed the execution ground?!”
Wang Kui was frightened and confused, but Yang Yu saw it very clearly.
At the same time as the loud shout rang out, dozens of big men rushed into the execution ground at extremely fast speeds, like galloping horses!
The first person is tall and tall, with scars on his face. He sweeps across with a broadsword, lifts his head and dances into the sky.
He laughed while bathed in blood, looking ferocious and ferocious, with scars twisting like snakes: