Chapter 21 The Nineteenth Executioner

The knife flashed and blood spattered. She saw the flash of the Sky Saber, and she even saw the splash of blood. Beads of blood seemed to splash out from between her eyes.When she saw these drops of blood, it was as if a person had seen her own ghost, as if she had seen her own legs had been separated from her body and had kicked herself instead. She even felt as if her left eye could see her right eye. Who can understand her feeling? nobody.Only the living can understand the feelings of others, but the head of the dead can never, because it has been split in two.A person whose head has been cut in half should have been able to see nothing at all, not because the knife was too fast.When the blade cuts down, the vision is still not dead, and you can still see what happened in this instant.

This last moment. How long is an instant? In the blink of an eye, it is already sixty moments.The strange thing is that people can think of many things that they can't think about all day and night at the last moment before they die. No one knew what she remembered now, and of course she herself would never say it. Ni Ping, thirty-three years old. The second son of "Zangzhen Pavilion Master" Ni Baofeng, wields a long sword, a famous fast sword among the younger generation of swordsmen. Single and unmarried. After the collapse of the Ni Family Garden, she often stayed in the Yuxiang Courtyard of the famous prostitute Bai Ruyu.

On April 19th, Fu Hongxue killed Ni Ping. Ni Hui, twenty years old. The second daughter of the "Master of the Pavilion of Treasures", she is intelligent and quick-witted, with extremely high lightness kung fu. She has a unique hidden weapon, Tiannv Hua, who is vicious and domineering. She once killed three people. Single and unmarried. On the night of April 19, Fu Hongxue killed Ni Hui. Passionate, thirty-five years old. His surname is Hu, his life experience is unknown, he joined the Western Xingxiu Haimen when he was young, he has achieved great martial arts in his youth, and he practiced "Heaven Judgment, Earth Destroyer Great Soul Searcher" which is one of the seven secret skills in martial arts, killing countless people.

Single and unmarried. Entering customs in March, raped and killed six women. On the nineteenth night of April, Fu Hongxue killed Duoqingzi. Luo Xiaohu, forty years old. A lone bandit who travels across Hexi, wields a sword, is extremely conceited, and claims to be the sharpest sword in the rivers and lakes. Single and unmarried. On April 21st, Fu Hongxue killed Luo Xiaohu. Yang Wulu, forty-four years old. The cousin of "White Cloud Temple Master" Yang Wuji, a disciple of Kunlun School, has a high level of attainment in "Eighteen Flying Dragon Styles", but his temperament is narrow, and he must retaliate if he has a canthus.

The young man became a monk and never married. On April 22nd, Fu Hongxue killed Yang Wulu. Yin into the ground, thirty years old. Gold into wood, thirty-three years old. The two teamed up and killed countless people. They are known as "Double Killing of the Five Elements", and their martial arts are extremely secretive. The two are mean-spirited and tenacious, and have become very rich in recent years. Lustful and lecherous. Gold enters wood and heaven eunuchs. On the 23rd of April, Fu Hongxue killed Yin into the ground, gold into wood. Zhuge Duan is fifty years old. The successor of "Luo Yidao" in Kansai, he is cruel and suspicious, and likes to kill.

Widowed for a long time. Ben had married three times, and all three of his wives died by himself. no children. On April 24th, Fu Hongxue killed Zhuge Duan. A sprig of thalassemia, twenty-nine years old. The flower-picking thief is good at light work and drugs. Single and unmarried. On April 25th, Fu Hongxue killed Qian Lixiang. There is also a large stack of materials in the thick file, which were found by the two people standing opposite him from all over the place. He only flipped through these few pages and didn't read any more. Of the two people standing, one was Gu Qi in blue and white socks, and the other was wearing a spotless moon-white monk's robe, but he was a mad monk in Tianlong Ancient Temple.

Now he doesn't look crazy at all. His attitude towards them is very gentle, but they are very respectful to him, just like loyal courtiers treat the monarch. Although they were standing directly opposite him, there was a large and wide table between them. No matter when and where, he always keeps a proper distance from others. Although his smile is amiable, no one has ever dared to insult him; because he is the most legendary figure in today's martial arts. He is Gong Ziyu. The room is elegant and quiet, and everything has been carefully selected and placed in the most appropriate place.There were not many things on the table, except for the stack of files, there was only a long sword wrapped in yellow silk.

The shadows of flowers were moving outside the window, no human voice could be heard, and there were only three of them in the room. When he was not talking, they didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.They all know that the son likes to be quiet. The file is closed. Gong Ziyu finally sighed and said, "Why do you always want me to read these things?" With two fingers, he gently pushed the file back to them, as if he was afraid of getting bloody and murderous on it. Then he continued: "Why don't you just tell me how many people he has killed in these days?" Wu Hua looked at Gu Qi.

Gu Qi said: "Twenty-three." Gong Ziyu frowned and said, "Twenty-three people in seventeen days?" Gu Qi said: "Yes." Gong Ziyu sighed and said, "Isn't he already killing too many people?" Gu Qi said: "It's too much." Gong Ziyu said: "I heard that your chess friend Yang Wuji also had a hand cut off by him?" Gu Qi said: "Yes." Gong Ziyu smiled and said, "Fortunately, you can also play chess with your left hand." Gu Qi said: "Yes." Gong Ziyu said: "Yang Wulu went to Fu Hongxue because he wanted to avenge his cousin?"

Gu Qi said: "Yes." Gong Ziyu said: "Of course Luo Xiaohu wants to compete for victory, who's sword is faster than him?" Gu Qi said: "Yes." Gong Ziyu said: "Why did Zhuge Duan kill all three of his wives?" Gu Qi said: "Because they smiled at other men." Gong Ziyu said: "One of these two people has no self-knowledge, and the other is too suspicious. This kind of person does not succeed enough, and more than fails. You must never recruit such a person into our organization in the future." Gu Qi and Wu Hua said at the same time: "Yes."

Gong Ziyu calmed down again, and said, "But I know their sword skills are not weak." Gu Qi said: "Yes." Gong Ziyu said: "Xingxiuhai's great soul searcher can also be regarded as a very powerful kung fu." Gu Qi said: "Yes." Gong Ziyu said: "It is said that Fu Hongxue has been very depressed recently, indulging in drunkenness almost every day." Gu Qi said: "Yes." Gong Ziyu said: "But these masters you found, they still can't even block his blows." Gu Qi didn't dare to speak again, not even a word "yes". Gong Ziyu was waiting for an answer.The questions he asked had to be answered clearly and briefly, but there had to be answers.No answer means that his question is not worthy of attention. Anyone who does not take him seriously is guaranteed to be duly punished. Gu Qi finally said: "Although he drank a lot, his hands are still very steady." Gong Ziyu said: "Wine doesn't affect him?" Gu Qi said: "A little bit." Gong Ziyu said: "What influence?" Gu Qi said: "His attack is more vicious and cruel." Gong Ziyu pondered, and said slowly: "I think he must be very angry, so his knife is even more terrifying." Gu Qi didn't ask why.In front of the young master, he only answered, not asked. But Gong Ziyu continued: "Because anger is also a kind of power, a kind of power that can push people to do many things." Gu Qi looked at him, full of admiration and respect. —He never despises his enemies.His analysis and judgment are always correct.His understanding of the enemy may be deeper than that person himself. So he succeeded.His success is by no means due to luck. Gong Ziyu suddenly asked again: "Does he still have to wait for others to strike first before drawing his sword?" Gu Qi said: "Yes." Gong Ziyu sighed and said: "This is the most terrifying thing. Being able to strike later is definitely more terrifying than striking first." Gu Qi said: "Yes." Gong Ziyu said: "Do you know why?" Gu Qidao: "Because when a move is struck, the strength is weakest when the attack is not executed, and his knife cut off the opponent's lifeline at this moment." Gong Ziyu asked: "Can others do it?" Gu Qi said: "I can't." Gong Ziyu said: "Why?" Gu Qi said: "This moment is fleeting, except for him, few people can catch it." Gong Ziyu smiled: "It seems that your martial arts have improved again." Gu Qi said: "A little bit." He dare not be modest, what he speaks is the truth.In front of the son, no matter who you are, you must tell the truth. Gong Ziyu smiled happily and said, "Do you want to try how fast his knife is?" Gu Qi said: "I don't want to." Gong Ziyu said: "You know you are not his opponent?" Gu Qi said: "As far as I know, there are only two people in the world who can restrain him." Gong Ziyu said: "Is one of them Ye Kai?" Gu Qi said: "Yes." Gong Ziyu said: "Is there another one?" Gu Qi said: "Yes." Gong Ziyu stood up slowly, walked to the window, opened the window, and the garden was filled with the fragrance of flowers.He stood still, neither moving nor speaking. Gu Qi and Wu Hua didn't dare to move. After a long time, he said slowly: "I'm afraid there is something you don't know yet." Gu Qi still didn't dare to ask. Gong Ziyu said: "I don't like killing people. In my life, I have never killed anyone with my own hands." Gu Qi was not surprised.Some people don't need to kill themselves. Gong Ziyu said: "No one can stop him, the most I can do is kill him." ——Because he is like a knife, a steel knife, you can break him, but you can never bend him. Gong Ziyu said: "But I don't want to make an exception and kill someone just yet." ——Because he still has scruples.His reputation of benevolence and unparalleled chivalry is not easy to come by, so he can't kill people, let alone kill Fu Hongxue. Because Fu Hongxue was not someone everyone thought should be killed. Gong Ziyu said: "So now I can only let him kill people, the more people he kills, the better." ——When will he be killed?Kill until everyone wants to kill him, until he is crazy. Gong Ziyu said: "So now we can give him some incentives and let him kill more people." He turned his head and looked at them: "We can even let him kill some people." Gu Qi said: "I'll make arrangements." Gong Ziyu said: "Who are you going to arrange for him to kill?" Gu Qi said: "The first one is Xiao Siwu." Gong Ziyu said: "Why did you choose this person?" Gu Qi said: "Because this person has changed." Gong Ziyu said: "I think you can definitely arrange some more interesting people for him to kill." He smiled and continued slowly: "Now I have thought of the funniest one." The garden is full of flowers. Gong Ziyu wandered among the flowers with his hands behind his back.He is in a good mood.He believed that his subordinates would be able to complete the task he gave, the task of killing people. But he himself did not kill.Never kill. Quiet night, late at night. Fu Hongxue couldn't sleep.Although it is painful not to sleep, it is even more painful to sleep. ——Sleeping alone on a cold and hard wooden bed, the room is filled with the unique smell of cheap inns, looking at the dilapidated and dirty roof, thinking over and over again about the past that shouldn't be thought about. ——Prodigal sons without roots, who can understand your sorrow and pain? He would rather wander in the dark alone like a ghost. There are lights in some windows. What are the people in the window doing?Why don't you sleep yet?Could it be that the husband and wife woke up tired after the joy and were cooking Paofan with the leftovers from dinner?Is it the kid who wakes up in the middle of the night and the parents have to light the lamp to change his diaper? Although this kind of life is monotonous and ordinary, the fun in it is something that people like Fu Hongxue will never enjoy.Hearing the cry of the child, his heart began to prick again. He wants to drink again. Although wine cannot relieve any pain, at least it can always make people forget temporarily. In the dark alley ahead, a dim light flickered. A tired old man was silently drinking wine under the dim light. He has been running this noodle stall for thirty-five years.Start busy very early every day, buy the cheapest meat and bones to make soup, marinate some snacks that everyone can afford, and start setting up stalls from dusk until early morning. For thirty-five years, little has changed in his life.His only pleasure is to drink a little wine by himself in the dead of night when the guests are at least few.Only after drinking a little wine can he enter a world all his own.A world of peace and beauty, a world where no one would eat a human being.Although this world only existed in fantasy, he already felt that it was pretty good.As long as one can retain a little fantasy, one is all right. Fu Hongxue came under the dim light. "Give me two catties of wine." As long as you can get drunk, it doesn't matter what kind of wine you want. There were only two or three dilapidated wooden tables next to the noodle stall. He sat down and realized that he was not the only customer. There was also a burly man who was eating noodles and drinking in a big bowl, but stopped at this moment. , looking at Fu Hongxue in surprise. He knew the pale "sick man" he had suffered from before, in the hut of the woman with the jasmine flower. Relying on his drunkenness, he actually came over and said with a compensatory smile: "I didn't expect you to like drinking too. It's so late, and a person who comes out to drink alone must have a good drinker." Fu Hongxue ignored him. The big man said: "I know you hate me, but I admire you. Although you look like a sick ghost, you are actually a good man." Fu Hongxue still ignored him.No matter how thick-skinned he was, he had no choice but to leave, but Fu Hongxue suddenly said, "Sit!" Even if a person has been used to loneliness and loneliness for a long time, sometimes he still finds it unbearable. He suddenly wishes to have someone by his side, no matter what kind of person is good, the more vulgar and ignorant the better, because this kind of Man cannot touch the pain in his heart. The big man was overjoyed, and immediately sat down and shouted: "Cut another pig's tail and two duck's heads." He laughed again: "It's a pity that the duck's head has already been chopped off. It must be more clean and tidy if I cut it off." The old noodle seller was also a little bit drunk, he looked at him sideways, and said, "Do you often chop off duck heads?" The big man said: "I often cut off the heads of ducks and people." He patted his chest: "It's not that I'm bragging, I'm probably the number one in the hundreds of miles around because of my ability to behead." The old man said, "What do you do?" The big man said: "I am an executioner, the No. 1 executioner in the thirteen counties of my prefecture. If someone asks me to behead his head, at least he will give me a hundred and eighty taels." The old man said: "If you want to cut off someone's head, they will give you money?" The big man said: "I won't do it if there is less delivery." The old man said: "Why do you?" The big man stretched out his huge palm, and said, "Just with my hands and my extra-heavy Ghost Head Knife." He made a chopping gesture: "I cut it down with a knife, and sometimes the people who were cut down don't even know that their head has been lost." The old man said: "It's a knife to extend the head, and it's a knife to shrink the head. Why should people give you money?" The big man said: "Because long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, if I chop it, at least I can have a good time." The old man said: "Isn't it possible for others to chop off their heads with a single blow?" The big man said: "Do you still remember the young man who came with me last time?" The old man said, "How is he?" The big man said: "He is also an executioner. In order to do this job, he used watermelon as a target. After several years of practice, he felt very confident. When he came, he didn't take me seriously at all." The old man said: "What happened later?" The big man said: "When he went to the execution ground for the first time, he knew something was wrong." The old man said: "What's wrong?" The big man said: "The prestige and murderous aura on the execution ground, I'm afraid you can't even imagine it in your dreams. As soon as he entered the execution ground, his legs became weak, and he was chopped seventeen or eight times. The prisoner's head was still attached to his neck. Rolling all over the floor in pain, screaming like a pig being slaughtered." He sighed, and said again: "Think about it, what is it like for a person who has been cut seventeen or eight times and is still alive?" The old man's face also turned pale, and he said, "If you cut it, it only takes one knife?" The big man said: "I promise you only need one knife, clean and happy." The old man said: "Is there any learning to cut off the head?" The big man said: "The knowledge in this is really great." The old man couldn't help but brought his own wine, sat beside him, and said, "Let's listen to what you said." The big man said: "Not only must you have sharp eyesight and quick hands, but you must first figure out what kind of person is being chopped off." The old man said, "Why?" The big man said: "Because some people are naturally courageous. When they are stabbed, their waists are still straight and their necks will not retract. It is easiest to cut off the head of such people." With an audience, he said it more happily: "But some people's bones are brittle as soon as they go to the execution ground, and their crotch is full of feces and urine, and they can't even pull up." The old man said: "He is crawling on the ground, can't you cut off his head?" The big man said: "I can't cut it down." The old man said, "Why?" The big man said: "Because the bones at the back of the neck are very hard, you must find the line above the joints before you can chop off his head with one knife." He continued: "If I know that the prisoner being stabbed is a coward, I have to prepare first." The old man said, "What are you ready for?" The big man said: "Usually I will drink him a few glasses of wine first to strengthen his courage. But it doesn't work if he is really drunk, so I have to find out how much he drinks first." The old man said: "And then?" The big man said: "After going to the execution ground, if he still dare not stretch his neck, I will kick his waist and eyes. As soon as he stretches his head, I will raise my knife and drop it. I have to take out the one as soon as possible. I have already prepared it." Here comes the steamed buns." The old man said, "Why do you want steamed buns?" The big man said: "As soon as his head falls, I have to stuff the steamed bun into his neck." The old man said, "Why?" The big man said: "Because I can't let the blood sprayed from my neck splash on me. The size of the steamed bun is just right and it can suck blood. When the people in the execution ground dispersed, the steamed bun was still hot, so I ate it while it was hot. " The old man frowned and said, "Why do you want to eat that steamed bun?" The big man said: "Because eating can strengthen your courage." He drank a glass of wine and said with a smile: "In our business, if you kill too many people, you will become timid. At first, you just can't sleep at night, and then you may go crazy." The old man said, "Are you really crazy?" The big man said: "My master went crazy. He only worked as an executioner for twenty years before he went crazy. He always said that there were ghosts who wanted to ask him for his life and cut off his head. One day, he actually stuffed his own brain into the into the furnace." The old man looked at him, sighed suddenly, and said, "I'll treat you to the wine you drank today." The big man said: "Why?" The old man said: "Because it is not easy for you to earn this kind of money, you will definitely go crazy in the future." The big man laughed loudly: "If you want a treat, it's nothing if I don't drink, but I will never go crazy." The old man said, "Why?" The big man said: "Because I like this job." The old man frowned and said, "You really like it?" The big man said with a smile: "Other people will break the law when they kill people, but I get paid for killing people. Such a good thing, where do you think you can find it?" He suddenly turned his head and asked Fu Hongxue, "What about you? What kind of job do you do?" Fu Hongxue didn't answer.His stomach was constricting again, as if he was about to vomit again. In the darkness, someone suddenly said coldly: "He is just like you, he is also an executioner." The long night is coming to an end. Before dawn, it was always the darkest hour of the night, and this man stood in the darkest place. The big man was taken aback: "You said he was also an executioner?" The figure in the darkness nodded and said, "It's just that he's not as good as you." The big man said: "Which point is it not as good as me?" The figure in the darkness said: "For you, killing people is not only a very easy thing, but also a very pleasant thing." The big man asked, "What about him?" The figure in the darkness said: "He killed people but it was very painful, and now he can't sleep at night." - At first I can't sleep at night, and then I go crazy. The big man said: "Has he killed many people?" The figure in the darkness said: "Not counting the previous ones, he has killed twenty-three in the past seventeen days." The big man said: "Does he get paid for killing people?" The figure in the dark said: "No." The big man said: "He has no money and is in pain, so he wants to kill someone?" The figure in the darkness said: "Yes." The big man said: "In the future, will he continue to kill?" The figure in the darkness said: "Not only will I kill him in the future, but I will kill him now." The big man immediately became nervous and asked, "Who is he going to kill now?" The figure in the darkness said: "Kill me!"