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Chapter 137

The people are boiling!

Master Ji beheaded the Japanese pirates who came to attack again?
Everyone who heard the news rushed to Caishikou.

In order to prevent the people from being stampeded, Ji Sibo asked Ji Cheng to lead people to maintain order at Caishikou.

Not only the restaurants around Caishikou were crowded with people, but also many young boys climbed up the big tree. It was bustling with people, and there were more people coming all the way from behind, which was more lively than New Year's Eve.

In the middle of the entrance of the vegetable market, Ji Sibo asked people to buy eight tables from a nearby restaurant and put them together, and the corpses of Japanese pirates were piled up densely on them.

"Look, those are really pirates!"

"Those disgusting faces, yes, they are Japanese pirates!"

"A lot of Japanese pirates! The blood is all over the ground!"

The common people talked a lot, and the soles of their shoes were wetted by the winding blood, but they didn't avoid it, instead they squeezed forward desperately.

Ji Sibo was sitting on a chair like a big horse with a golden knife. It seemed that there were almost no people there. He stood up and said loudly, "Fathers and folks, the Japanese pirates are not dead. They went ashore again by boat last night. More than [-] people came. I wanted to rush into the city to kill and plunder, but I stopped him."

More than three hundred pirates!

The common people were horrified when they heard this. You must know that when the Japanese pirates landed in the past, there were only hundreds of people at most, and they suffered heavy losses like that. Now there are 300 people!

The common people looked at Ji Sibo in fear, and were very grateful. Fortunately, Mr. Ji was there, otherwise, I don't know how many people died.

"Fathers and folks, the Japanese pirates have always relied on their boats to act recklessly. But from now on, you don't have to be afraid. With me here, the Japanese pirates will never step into the city again!"

Ji Sibo pointed at the corpse of the Japanese pirate and said, "This will be the end for all those who want to enter the city to do evil!"

The common people immediately cheered, "Master Ji is doing well!"

"Master Ji, with you here, we can all sleep peacefully."

The atmosphere at Caishikou seemed to be ignited for a moment, and screams were everywhere.

Ji Sibo stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the noise gradually stopped.

"Father and folks, how many people were killed by the Japanese pirates in the past? Today, I decided to cut off their heads in front of the folks to comfort the souls of those who died innocently."

The atmosphere gradually became dignified, and many people showed mournful expressions on their faces.

Ji Sibo held a big knife and was about to have the corpse of the Japanese pirate placed on the ground when he heard a mournful cry.

"Master Ji, Xiaomin has something to ask for!"

A middle-aged man staggered out of the crowd, knelt down with a plop, his eyes filled with tears, "My lord, Xiaomin's second brother and his family of four were killed by Japanese pirates, and Xiaomin was powerless to avenge him. Now I want to ask my lord to let you I cut off the heads of the four Japanese pirates with my own hands, so I can tell him in front of my second brother's grave later, four lives for four lives, no loss!"

Among the onlookers, those with sad faces looked moved and looked at Ji Sibo expectantly.

If Mr. Ji agrees, they also want to cut off the heads of the Japanese pirates with their own hands, and they will take it as revenge for their relatives.

Ji Sibo looked at him and said decisively, "No way!"

The hope in the middle-aged man's eyes disappeared, he lowered his head, and wanted to stand up and retreat, but Ji Sibo's voice was heard again.

"My people in Daqi are very precious. How can one life of a Japanese pirate be exchanged for one life of a commoner in Daqi? You come up, cut off twelve heads, and go to your second brother's grave and tell him that the twelve lives of the Japanese pirates will be used to pay homage to the spirit of his family in heaven." .”

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head, his lips were trembling, and when he saw Ji Sibo urging him, he knocked his head hard three times, "Master Ji, thank you! My whole family thank you! You are a good person, you will definitely Live a hundred years and protect the people of Ningbo Mansion all the time."

More than a dozen people walked out of the crowd, came to Ji Sibo, and said in a hurry, "Master Ji, someone in my family was also killed by the Japanese pirates, can I also cut off the heads of the Japanese pirates?"

Ji Sibo agreed to everything.However, according to the algorithm that the head of three Japanese pirates can be worth one life, these more than 300 Japanese pirates are not enough to deduct.

In the end, the people themselves said that this time, as long as their families were persecuted by the Japanese pirates, they would come up and cut off the heads of the Japanese pirates with their own hands. When Mr. Ji catches the Japanese pirates next time, they will continue to use the heads of the Japanese pirates to commemorate the dead people. .

Ji Sibo had no answer.

Just as he was handing the big knife to the middle-aged man, a shout came from behind, "Wait a minute!"

"The prefect is here!"

Ning Zhifu finally heard the news and rushed out from the crowd behind him with difficulty.

The bureaucracy on his body was crowded with wrinkles, he straightened his official hat and shouted, "Wait a minute!"

Everyone looked at the prefect of Ning, and Ji Sibo slightly nodded at the prefect of Ning, "I don't know why Master Ning is here?"

Ning Zhifu stared at the piled up corpses, and felt a little stiff, "I heard that Mr. Ji killed the Japanese pirates who attacked again."

The corners of Ji Sibo's lips raised slightly, "That's true. I wonder what Master Ning has to teach? If not, the ceremony of offering sacrifices will begin soon."

Prefect Ning really wanted to ask, where did Song Xing and the others go?He also wanted to ask, how could so many pirates be killed?

But he felt countless gazes on him, and all of a sudden, he couldn't say anything, so he could only twitch the corners of his mouth stiffly, "No, you should quickly preside over the memorial ceremony."

Ji Sibo took a fixed look at him, turned around and ordered: "Come on, mention the Japanese pirates!"

Five members of the Ji clan came up with a corpse and put it on the ground.

Ji Sibo pointed to the corpse of a Japanese pirate and said to the middle-aged man, "Come on, chop it up!"

The middle-aged man holding the big knife was trembling at first, but when he saw the ferocious expression on the Japanese pirate's face, the tragic death of his second brother's family appeared in his mind, his eyes turned red instantly, and he held the knife in both hands, fiercely chopped down.

A human head rolled out with a grunt.The middle-aged man was panting, and suddenly shed two lines of tears, "Second brother, how could you leave the elder brother first? Before parents died, let us support each other."

Ji Sibo put his hands on the shoulders of the middle-aged man, "Don't cry. It's never us who should cry."

The middle-aged man wiped away tears, "Your Excellency is right, those Japanese pirates who killed thousands of knives should cry the most!"

This sacrifice lasted for more than an hour.

Every time the Japanese pirates were beheaded by the people, the corners of Ning Zhifu's eyes twitched, especially when Ji Sibo filled the heads with a very large wooden box, his eyelids twitched even more.

There were already many cries at Caishikou, Ji Sibo ordered people to find a lot of firewood, piled it around the headless corpse, and said loudly: "This group of people are not worthy of burial, so let them be burned by karma in the underworld. Don’t be overborn.”

After the words fell, he lit the firewood with a torch, and soon a raging fire ignited.

At that time, it was important to burrow into the ground for safety, and the separation of corpses and the absence of bones were the most taboo. Now this group of Japanese pirates are involved in both.

The light of the fire reflected on the faces of the people, and only the expression of resentment could be seen on their faces.

(End of this chapter)