Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

Wang Ding's mind was blank throughout the whole process. From the time the yamen guards pulled him out of the prison to dragging him to the execution ground at Caishikou, his legs were always weak.

Walking all the way, peeing all the way, the ground is full of fishy smell.

I don't want to die, I don't want to die!He shouted in his heart.

Countless people flocked to the streets just to watch him be beheaded.They didn't care whether he was manslaughter or not. The common people felt that as long as he was involved in a life lawsuit, he must be a heinous villain.Women pointed behind his back, and children threw rotten vegetable leaves on his head.

His eyes were red and swollen. After three days of crying and howling, he had lost all strength.

The yamen servant carried him to Xingtai, and the executioner stood beside him imposingly holding a big knife.The weather was not warm, but the executioner only wore a thin cardigan and a long red scarf.

Wang Ding could clearly see the swollen abdomen and the fine hair around the navel.There was also a faint smell of lard wafting from the executioner.

Wang Ding was so frightened that he was sweating profusely. He wondered if the executioner was a butcher, whether he was accurate in his strike, and whether it would hurt very much when the knife fell...

He doesn't have the loyalty of a hero in the world, nor does he have the courage to shout such strong words as "beheading is just a scar the size of a bowl" and "he will be a good man again after 18 years".

The executioner poured him a bowl of spirits, but with a shake of his hand, he couldn't hold the bowl, and the wine spilled on the table.

The common people in the ground burst into laughter, laughing at him for being spineless and still looking like a grandma when he was about to die.

The farewell wine was poured into him by the joint efforts of the yamen servants and the executioner.

He didn't usually drink alcohol, but after drinking this bowl, his whole body became warm, and a fire started in his heart.

Wang Ding looked at the crowd below, and saw his blind old mother among the dense crowd of heads.The old mother's gray eyes were full of tears, she was distressed and complained, she looked very pitiful.

The executioner's knife had already been sharpened, and the surface of the knife shone brightly in the sun. This knife must be very sharp.

One click... just one click, and he was decapitated.

Wang Ding looked up at the executioner and found that the executioner was also looking at him. He was afraid and leaked some urine again.The executioner must be looking for where to cut the knife...it must be.

Wang Ding was so frightened that he turned his head and saw someone put an ax beside Xingtai.

He felt that the ax seemed to be calling his soul, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

It was already noon, the master who supervised the beheading threw the sign, and the executioner pulled out the name tag stuck behind his head, measured it lightly with his hand, and then raised the knife to prepare to chop it off.

It's now!

Wang Ding didn't know where the courage came from. When the executioner raised the knife and dropped it, he dodged with a howl. He moved his wrist and found that the hemp rope binding his hand was loose. He quickly picked it up and put it on the knife. The ax on the edge of the platform ran down the platform without looking back.

He went south all the way without stopping, until he reached Xianxia Ridge.

Although Wang Ding escaped, the condemnation of his conscience was tormenting him crazy. He always felt that someone was coming to arrest him.Suspicious, all trees are soldiers...

Not long ago, he was finally disturbed by the sound of horseshoes approaching from far away.

The police must have come to arrest me...it must be.Anyway, there is already one life on him, so what if there is one more... He kept hiding behind the tree, waiting for the "official messenger" to come on horseback. The horse was also hacked to death.

When Wang Ding said this, Bai Qinghan already understood it.Wang Ding's mind was blank throughout the whole process. From the time the yamen guards pulled him out of the prison to dragging him to the execution ground at Caishikou, his legs were always weak.

Walking all the way, peeing all the way, the ground is full of fishy smell.

I don't want to die, I don't want to die!He shouted in his heart.

Countless people flocked to the streets just to watch him be beheaded.They didn't care whether he was manslaughter or not. The common people felt that as long as he was involved in a life lawsuit, he must be a heinous villain.Women pointed behind his back, and children threw rotten vegetable leaves on his head.

His eyes were red and swollen. After three days of crying and howling, he had lost all strength.

The yamen servant carried him to Xingtai, and the executioner stood beside him imposingly holding a big knife.The weather was not warm, but the executioner only wore a thin cardigan and a long red scarf.

Wang Ding could clearly see the swollen abdomen and the fine hair around the navel.There was also a faint smell of lard wafting from the executioner.

Wang Ding was so frightened that he was sweating profusely. He wondered if the executioner was a butcher, whether he was accurate in his strike, and whether it would hurt very much when the knife fell...

He doesn't have the loyalty of a hero in the world, nor does he have the courage to shout such strong words as "beheading is just a scar the size of a bowl" and "he will be a good man again after 18 years".

The executioner poured him a bowl of spirits, but with a shake of his hand, he couldn't hold the bowl, and the wine spilled on the table.

The common people in the ground burst into laughter, laughing at him for being spineless and still looking like a grandma when he was about to die.

The farewell wine was poured into him by the joint efforts of the yamen servants and the executioner.

He didn't usually drink alcohol, but after drinking this bowl, his whole body became warm, and a fire started in his heart.

Wang Ding looked at the crowd below, and saw his blind old mother among the dense crowd of heads.The old mother's gray eyes were full of tears, she was distressed and complained, she looked very pitiful.

The executioner's knife had already been sharpened, and the surface of the knife shone brightly in the sun. This knife must be very sharp.

One click... just one click, and he was decapitated.

Wang Ding looked up at the executioner and found that the executioner was also looking at him. He was afraid and leaked some urine again.The executioner must be looking for where to cut the knife...it must be.

Wang Ding was so frightened that he turned his head and saw someone put an ax beside Xingtai.

He felt that the ax seemed to be calling his soul, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

It was already noon, the master who supervised the beheading threw the sign, and the executioner pulled out the name tag stuck behind his head, measured it lightly with his hand, and then raised the knife to prepare to chop it off.

It's now!

Wang Ding didn't know where the courage came from. When the executioner raised the knife and dropped it, he dodged with a howl. He moved his wrist and found that the hemp rope binding his hand was loose. He quickly picked it up and put it on the knife. The ax on the edge of the platform ran down the platform without looking back.

He went south all the way without stopping, until he reached Xianxia Ridge.

Although Wang Ding escaped, the condemnation of his conscience was tormenting him crazy. He always felt that someone was coming to arrest him.Suspicious, all trees are soldiers...

Not long ago, he was finally disturbed by the sound of horseshoes approaching from far away.

The police must have come to arrest me...it must be.Anyway, there is already one life on him, so what if there is one more... He kept hiding behind the tree, waiting for the "official messenger" to come on horseback. The horse was also hacked to death.

When Wang Ding said this, Bai Qinghan already understood it.