Master National Teacher is motionless

Chapter 3 Will Die

In the solemn courtroom, Zhang Zhongren, magistrate of Yanshan County, wearing a black gauze hat and a rare green robe and mandarin duck suit, sat under the plaque hanging high in the mirror, leaning against the sunrise in the east, and his white and fat face seemed to have more Very majestic, looks a little ironic.

On the left and right of the case, there are county magistrates and county magistrates.

Yamen servants like wolves and tigers stood on both sides, holding water and fire sticks.

Under the public case, stood Lin Lan. He was handcuffed and fettered, his face was thin and pale, his prison uniform was ragged, and his hair was like weeds.

This time the court was not for trial, but for beheading and execution. In order not to hurt the reputation of Taoism, it was not shown to the public, and there were no people gathered in front of the court.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Taoist master must be executed in the hall, and the county magistrate Zhang also wanted to please him, otherwise how could he act like this.

Beheading in court?

I'm afraid this kind of thing has never happened a few times in the whole Dayu.

There are already straw mats prepared by the servants next to him, which will be used to collect the corpses later. There are also several buckets of dry soil and clean water, which can prevent the blood from spraying everywhere after the beheading, polluting the court.

However, Lin Lan noticed that not far from the public case, there was a person lying sideways on the ground. The man was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, his hair was disheveled, his face was disheveled, his big dirty feet were bare, and he was supporting the ground with his elbows. , holding his head, looking at him with a half-smile.

He recognized it immediately, this is the Taoist who exposed him.

"Lin Lan."

On the public case, County Magistrate Zhang patted the case and shouted: "You dare not kneel when you see me?"

Lin Lan didn't speak, and stood there with a flat face.

"Sure enough, you are a rebellious person." County magistrate Zhang sneered, "Whether you kneel or not, seven days have passed and you are about to be executed. Today, your blood will be splashed in the court!"

He glanced at the down-and-out Taoist out of the corner of his eye, and said, "It's fine for you to ignore me, but you should thank Daoist Mo. If he hadn't cared about the reputation of Taoism and held pity in his heart, otherwise, today I will make you parade in the street , let your Lin family's notoriety be eradicated."

Lin Lan didn't bother to pay attention to the dog-licking bureaucrat, just yawned and looked at the down-and-out Taoist expressionlessly.

This behavior seemed to have annoyed Magistrate Zhang, and immediately slapped the gavel violently, angrily said: "Let the executioner prepare immediately, and the execution will be executed immediately at [-]:[-] noon!"

Immediately, several yamen servants started to work, spread a large piece of sackcloth on the ground of the courtroom, and covered it with a layer of dry soil. After the decapitation, the blood would directly splash on the dry soil, which was also convenient for handling. That is.

"brat."

The down-and-out Taoist looked at Lin Lan with great interest, and suddenly said, "Last time I saw you desperately defending yourself to survive, why are you not afraid of death this time?"

County magistrate Zhang said indifferently: "Master Mo, I think this kid also understands that he is going to die, so he might as well give up struggling and just want to regain some dignity before he dies. I have seen a lot of people like him .”

"Really?" But the downcast Taoist narrowed his eyes at Lin Lan, and said softly, "Why do I feel...you don't seem to think you're going to die?"

Lin Lan also looked at the down-and-out Taoist, and said, "Didn't I say I can tell fortunes?"

Hearing the words, County Magistrate Zhang thought it was so absurd, he couldn't help but sneered, and said, "You charlatan, are you still talking about fortune-telling, and you even believed yourself? Could it be that you think you won't die? "

For a while, all the officials and servants in the hall burst into laughter.

But the impoverished Taoist didn't smile, he just looked at Lin Lan, and after a long while, he asked, "Could it be that you've got a chance?"

The tone of his question was a little more serious.

Lin Lan also answered more seriously: "I haven't counted my own death, so I won't die today."

The down-and-out Taoist was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Interesting, interesting, I want to see how you survived today."

"Won't die?"

County magistrate Zhang sneered, "I also want to see if you can still play tricks like this after you lose your head."

After a while, the tall, thin and strong executioner came to the court, and untied the large steel knife wrapped with cloth strips. The blade was sharpened and gleamed coldly.

The two yamen servants also placed an anvil on the dry soil, and then removed the shackles on Lin Lan's hands and feet, and pressed his upper body on the backing.

As soon as the time on the sundial outside the court arrived, a yamen servant outside immediately shouted: "The time has come!"

In this court, there is no need to supervise the beheading officer. Magistrate Zhang looked at Lin Lan mockingly, and when he was about to throw out the beheading token, he shouted coldly: "The auspicious time has come, execute!"

The tall and thin executioner took a sip of rice wine, squirted it on the blade, and then raised the long stainless steel knife in his hand, took a deep breath, stretched the muscles of his arms, sank to his dantian, concentrated his breath, and stared Lin Lan's neck.

Lin Lan glanced at the sharp long knife out of the corner of his eye, then slowly closed his eyes.

Still haven't seen his own death.

"drink!"

Hearing a low growl from the executioner, he swung the long knife in his hand and slashed towards Lin Lan's neck!
The icy blade flashed a cold light in the air, and fell down suddenly!

A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhang County Magistrate's mouth.

however--

"clang!"

The imaginary sound of the blade chopping flesh and bones did not appear, but the sound of metal and iron colliding!

Immediately, there was a bang, and something fell to the ground.

Everyone looked intently, only to realize that what fell on the ground was actually a half blade!
The fine steel long knife held by the executioner has also been broken, and the tiger's mouth of his hands holding the handle of the knife has been cracked, bleeding.

No one saw clearly what happened, but saw the light of the knife fall, before hitting Lin Lan's neck, the long knife broke in two in the blink of an eye.

Lin Lan opened his eyes, watched the scene expressionlessly, and slowly straightened up.

Everyone was shocked, but fell into a wordless silence.

"you you……"

In the public case, County Magistrate Zhang looked at Lin Lan in disbelief, his fat and white face was full of shock, and his lips trembled and said: "What kind of magic is this..."

But Lin Lan didn't speak, but just looked at the down-and-out Taoist.

The desolate Taoist lying on the ground changed his previous appearance of watching a play, his figure floated up, his eyes were fixed on Lin Lan, and he suddenly asked, "Are you really good at fortune-telling?"

Lin Lan asked back, "Aren't I still alive?"

"Master Mo." County Magistrate Zhang hurriedly said: "This thief doesn't know what kind of magic tricks, you must..."

The desolate Taoist turned his head slightly, and glanced at the magistrate Zhang from the corner of his eye, "Master Zhang, please be safe and don't be impatient."

After County Magistrate Zhang shut up, the impoverished Taoist looked at Lin Lan again, squinted his eyes and watched him quietly for a while, then said: "Since you can calculate, you may calculate the lives of other people? For example, these people present? "

Lin Lan stood up unsteadily, and said, "Give me a chair, I want to sit."

The impoverished Taoist raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said, "Okay."

With a wave of his hand, the chair next to the court flew over and landed behind Lin Lan.

"What else do you want?" the downcast Taoist asked.

After sitting down, Lin Lan raised her hands, shook the shackles above, and said, "The shackles hurt my hands and feet, and I can't meditate."

The impoverished Taoist didn't speak, but flicked his fingers twice.

After hearing two clangs, the shackles on Lin Lan's hands and feet shattered and fell to the ground.

After everyone saw this scene, they realized that it was not this Lin Lan, but this Mo Daoist who had just broken the knife!
It's just... Why did this master of Taoism want to save this condemned prisoner?

Could it be that he really thinks that this liar can tell fortunes and has a heart of love for talents, so he gave him another chance?
"is it okay now?"

The downcast Taoist asked softly, without the slightest impatience.

Lin Lan didn't say anything, but turned her head slowly, and glanced at the surrounding yamen servants, the county magistrate Zhang, county magistrate, and county lieutenant on the official case one by one... taking a panoramic view of everyone.

Immediately, he sat motionless on the chair, waiting silently.

Time passed little by little.

After a while, County Magistrate Zhang couldn't help but said: "What are you pretending to be doing? Could it be that you want to delay past noon and live another day? My officer..."

But the desolate Taoist glanced at him suddenly, his eyes were cold and cold, which instantly made County Magistrate Zhang feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and blocked all the rest of his words, only feeling cold sweat on his back, and dared not say a word .

After another half hour, Lin Lan finally raised his head slightly and looked at the down-and-out Taoist.

"Have you figured it out?" asked the downcast Taoist.

Lin Lan was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Everyone... will die."

As soon as he said this, all the government officials in the hall were taken aback, and then glared at him.

But before everyone opened their mouths to insult, they heard the down-and-out Taoist suddenly burst into laughter:

"Hahaha, it's amazing, it's really amazing, it's God's favorite!"

Just as the downcast Taoist's laughter echoed in the courtroom, the long spears and waist knives placed on the weapon rack in the courtroom suddenly floated out of thin air, turning into sharp blades with cold light, and stabbing directly at the many government servants and officials present!

(End of this chapter)