Liu Tong lowered his head and said nothing, but there was hatred in his eyes. He hummed slightly, and then started eating with big mouthfuls.
Even if you become a ghost after death and can still practice cultivation, who is willing to take that knife and stay away from the mortal world?
At this time, a Forbidden Army soldier responsible for maintaining order came over, looked at Liu Tong who was kneeling there with disgust, and then raised his hand to Wen Mo who was squatting there: "Wen Shilang, it's almost time..."
Wen Mo squatted there without moving, still carefully feeding Liu Tong various foods.
"Shilang Wen..." The Forbidden Army soldier couldn't help shouting again.
"Get out." Wen Mo said one word coldly with an expressionless face.
The Forbidden Army soldier was stunned for a moment, and then coldly replied: "Please Sir Wen, please don't make things difficult for me. It's a great kindness to let you come and see this dog officer off for the last time!"
"Who do you think you are?" Wen Mo replied coldly while still squatting there, feeding Liu Tong.
"The villain is nothing. At most, I can tell the executioner to chop this dog official twice more during the execution." This imperial soldier, who was a high-ranking official in the court, said with a sneer.
The two sides are not in the same system at all. No matter how big the official Wen Mo is, he can't control him.
These days, the brothers from the Forbidden Army who participated in the raids on Liu Tong's house treated them to good food and drinks all day long, not to mention that Manager Song also sent a large sum of money to them. Even the food in the cafeteria was much better than before. Meat to eat every day!
In contrast, Liu Tong, who is about to be beheaded, is a greedy dog official.
Coming here to see his writing may not necessarily be a good thing!
Facing the Forbidden Army soldiers, Liu Tong was expressionless and indifferent, but he was gnashing his teeth in his heart. When my ghost becomes a ghost that can control objects, I won't let any of you go!
Wen Mo raised his head at this moment, glanced at the forbidden soldier, snorted and said, "Okay, I will remember you."
"As you please!" the Forbidden Army said calmly.
Wen Mo glanced at Liu Tong: "Do you remember everything?"
Liu Tong hummed.
Wen Mo then stood up, looked at the forbidden soldier coldly and said: "Mr. Liu has committed a capital crime, and death is the price he has to pay. I am his best friend, so naturally I have to come and see him off... Young man, I am still here." You don’t care about this bit of human kindness, be careful when you are about to be beheaded, no one will come to see you off!”
"Then I won't bother you." The imperial guard stood tall and straight, showing no fear at all.
Wen Mo snorted coldly, and slowly left here with his entourage.
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in the crowd.
Song Yu looked at Sun Zhiping and asked, "Who is that person?"
Sun Zhiping said: "The right minister of the Ministry of Rites, Wen Mo."
Song Yu nodded, said nothing more, and communicated with the sword spirit in his mind: "What did he mean by what he just said? To let Liu Tong's ghost practice after his death?"
"Yes, and the place he mentioned about cultivating yin is probably the place where you practice." Sword Spirit replied.
"If someone brought his ghost there, wouldn't it be exposed?" Song Yu frowned slightly.
"It's okay. At most, they are wondering why the female ghost in red is not here, but they won't think too much about it. There is a problem here, so don't do anything here." Sword Spirit said.
Song Yu nodded slightly.
Suddenly, as if telepathically, Liu Tong, who was kneeling on the stage, suddenly raised his head and looked towards Song Yu.
At a glance, he saw Song Yu in the crowd, who was protected by a group of Zhan Zike. His eyes showed an uncontrollable look of endless resentment.
Although he lowered his head immediately, this glance still caught the attention of many people.
She couldn't help but follow his eyes and look towards Song Yu.
Naturally, the people watching did not know Song Yu, but many people knew the majestic uniform of the Demon Supervisor.
Many people suddenly became excited.
"He's from the Monster Supervision Department!"
"I've heard many people say that the people in the Monster Supervisory Department are not good. I think those who say this are corrupt officials. They say this out of fear!"
"What a handsome young man. Is he also from the Demon Supervisor Department?"
People were talking a lot.
Song Yu stood there with a calm face, but he was thinking in his heart, Liu Tong and I have never met before, why can he recognize me at a glance?
The reason why he dragged Sun Zhiping and a group of people from the Zhan Zi Department over was of course not because he really wanted to watch the fun, but to find a chance to kill the bastard Liu Tong completely!
Make him lose his mind!
Unexpectedly, people on Liu Tong's side had also made preparations.
It seemed that his previous worries were not unnecessary.
This is a world with demons and monsters. Just because they don't openly walk around the world doesn't mean they are far away from the world.
But he felt a little strange. Normally, the other party shouldn't say such secret things in a place like this.
Even if the voice is very low, it is not difficult for any internal skill master to hear what he wants to hear.
So, Wen Mo guessed that I would come and told me specifically?
Of course, the greater possibility is to "hunt the rabbit with grass". If he comes, it is for him. If he does not come, someone else wants to take action secretly, and they may also fall into the trap!
No wonder the sword spirit said there was a problem here and wouldn't let him take action here, so he used his blood energy to secretly kill Liu Tong's ghost.
So damn insidious!
Through these confrontations, Song Yu came to understand more and more that there was almost no simple role in this group of overt or covert enemies.
They are all old cunts!
There are many calculations that seem to be obvious, but if you don't pay enough attention, you will accidentally fall into the trap behind them.
You can’t help but want to test it, right?
Even if Liu Tong's ghost falls in front of me later, I will lose if he even makes a move!
Just as he was thinking about it, Wen Mo, who was over there with a group of servants and entourage, suddenly walked over, walked directly to Song Yu, and stood in front of him.
The people watching all around couldn't help but move back, and some of the Imperial Guards who were maintaining order also frowned and looked over.
Afraid of causing some trouble.
Fortunately, Wen Mo only took a deep look at Song Yu and left without saying a word.
The two sides passed each other without any conflict.
Three moments before it is right.
Finally it was time for execution.
First, an official came on stage and spoke eloquently about Liu Tong's various crimes, and then someone came over to verify his identity.
At this time, the originally cloudless sky suddenly and quickly gathered a large number of dark clouds.
But most people didn't notice, and all looked nervously at the execution platform.
Because the most exciting part of beheading... is coming.
A bare-chested, tall and muscular man walked onto the execution platform carrying a ghost-headed knife.
After saying a few industry clichés to Liu Tong, he signaled his deputy to draw the death card from his back and swung the machete.
With a click, the head fell to the ground!
The whole process was so straightforward that it was over without many people even reacting.
It wasn't until Liu Tong's head fell on the stage and blood spurted out from his neck that the crowd became restless and uproar.
At this moment, many people suddenly noticed the increasingly gloomy sky.
I don't know who suddenly said loudly: "Is there any grievance? It was sunny just now, why are there dark clouds now?"
These words immediately caused a burst of discussion.
Standing in the crowd, Song Yu could clearly feel a ghost floating towards him from the direction of the execution platform as Liu Tong's head fell to the ground.
Liu Tong's ghost has indeed become extremely stable after being blessed with special drugs.
At this moment, he was standing in front of Song Yu, his face extremely ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Little beast, remember this, I will come to ask for your life in person before long!"
Song Yu's spiritual power is now strong, and he can imagine that Lin Zi's secret secret has made a small success, and his blood energy is extremely strong.
Although Liu Tong's ghost cannot be seen, his presence can be clearly felt.
He resisted and turned a blind eye to the snarling ghost... and did not burst out that terrifying blood energy.
Otherwise, even if Liu Tong's soul is different from ordinary people, he will be shocked to pieces in an instant!
And this was the original purpose of his coming here.
At this time, the discussion in the crowd became louder and louder, and it was obvious that someone was setting the pace.
Many people began to discuss whether Liu Tong died unjustly.
Huo Di!
The dark clouds in the sky above suddenly seemed to have been torn open, and the blazing sunlight shone directly down.
Song Yu clearly heard Liu Tong's ghost let out a loud cry and instantly rushed towards the darkness.
Someone took action?
Before he could recover, he saw that the dark clouds in the sky seemed to have been repeatedly fiddled with by an invisible hand. After just a few clicks... they all dispersed and disappeared without a trace!
At this time, someone said loudly: "What a bullshit grievance. Six million coins were confiscated from this dog official's house! Who can explain to me, where is his grievance?"
Someone else sneered: "A cloudy day is a grievance? How to explain that the sky is clear now? Does it mean that this dog official is just like the clouds hanging over our country, Zhao? If his head is chopped off, the sky will be clear!"
Public opinion flipped instantly.
Song Yu suddenly felt something in his heart and looked in one direction.
There, a dirty old Taoist figure with a wooden hairpin in his head... disappeared in a flash!
Qu Xiang?
Someone deliberately caused this celestial phenomenon to protect Liu Tong's ghost, or maybe to test him.
Incidentally, it created a wave of public opinion.
But I didn't want to be defeated by this commander with a gold medal in the art department!
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A hundred feet away from the execution platform was the second floor of a luxurious-looking wooden restaurant.
In the box facing here, someone was sitting quietly by the window, seemingly watching the fun.
In fact, he was observing Song Yu.
I wasn't sure whether Song Yu would come before, but I didn't expect that he actually came.
There was no emotion in his calm eyes.
When Liu Tong's head was beheaded and the ghost rushed in front of Song Yu, he couldn't take his eyes away!
The end result was that he was disappointed.
Song Yu not only failed to sense the existence of Liu Tong's ghost at all, but he also didn't have any abnormal reaction on his body.
He sighed, picked up the pen, and wrote a line of words on a small piece of paper——
"It's correct. He hasn't practiced any mysterious techniques. Niubi deliberately said that he changed his life. It's purely misleading. Maybe he's setting up a trap!"
After he finished writing, he tied the note to the leg of a gray pigeon at hand, tossed it gently, and the pigeon fluttered away.
However, what happened next was completely beyond the man's expectation.
Just as the pigeon flew away, a hole suddenly seemed to have been poked in the sky. Even though it was not as bright as noon, the same blazing sunlight shone down, almost killing Liu Tong's endlessly hateful ghost on the spot.
If it weren't for the special food he was fed before the execution, he would probably be out of his mind by now.
Before he could react, all the dark clouds had been dispersed.
This is definitely not a natural celestial phenomenon, but someone took action!
Looking at Liu Tong's trembling ghost who had already run into the dark area and was hiding there, a strong uneasiness suddenly surged deep in this man's heart.
The next moment, Liu Tong's ghost was penetrated head-on by a sword energy that came from nowhere.
Poof, it fell apart!
The soul is gone!
"No, this is Prime Minister Qu's game, I fell into the trap!"
This man's expression changed drastically, he got up and left!
As soon as he opened the door, he saw a slovenly old man standing outside, holding a half-bitten apple in his hand. When he opened the door, he grinned happily: "Where do you want to go?"
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