Chapter 397: Treasure Hunter

(Restore around two o'clock)
In Kyoto, at Caishikou, it was raining lightly all morning, but there was still no sign of turning my eyes.
Hundreds of soldiers surrounded six prison cars and rushed from the street. They stopped in front of the platform in the center of Caishikou. Then they moved forward and drove the prisoners out of the cars one by one.
The gongs and drums were played along the way, and it was so lively that people who had originally planned to go home for dinner gathered together. There were even three or two people who went back to hang out with friends.
A beheading actually seemed a bit absurd to them, like a feast.
Chen Yi was also awakened by the soldiers' rough movements at this time.
When he opened his eyes, he found that his head and hands were fixed to the wooden board with heavy shackles, and his feet were also wearing heavy shackles.
Lowering their heads, they saw that the prison uniforms on their bodies were so dirty that no color could be seen and were in tatters, but the soldiers next to them still kept pushing them forward.
Chen Yi's memory also began to awaken.
This is a country called Daxia, which does not belong to any dynasty in Chinese history that he knows, but some events are vaguely similar to the century-old humiliation in his memory.
What's more coincidental is that this body not only has the same name as his previous life, but he is also an overseas student. After returning to China, he was inspired by the reformists and participated in the vigorous reform movement with enthusiasm.
The difference is that the owner of this body studied alchemy!
Yes, there are magical things like magic in this world, and what's even more amazing is that the alchemy he learned is actually the most scientific among all magic categories.
It is a pity that the anti-smoking policy in their reform has touched the interests of foreigners, and coupled with the instigation of the conservatives, now they have all become scapegoats and ended up in such a miserable end.
The prisoners' footsteps were heavy, their shackles rubbed against the ground, making clanking sounds, and blood dripped from their backs down their thighs to the ground. It was unknown how much inhuman abuse they had suffered.
NoAfter a while, the outside of the soldier was crowded with spectators.
Chen Yi raised his head and was greeted with mostly numb and empty gazes.
Only a few scoundrels from the market laughed and made fun of them, throwing two rotten eggs from time to time to add to the fun, and the curses were endless.
"In these peaceful and prosperous times, there are still people who want to rebel. It's terrible!"
"That's right, okay, we have to ban smoking. What's the result? Let's recruit the foreign master!"
"Change! Change! Change! Sooner or later the living will turn into the dead!"
"I heard that foreign troops have landed at Tangkou Port and killed hundreds of people. It's all the fault of these beasts. Well done!"
"It's easy to kill them. If you ask me, I should kill them alive!"
"But after smoking big cigarettes, the whole body becomes weak and disabled. Shouldn't this be banned?"
"The smoke has caused endless harm to our people. If we don't stop it now, in ten years, the country will no longer have soldiers to fight."
In the crowd, a few men pretending to be students couldn't bear to hear it and spoke out for the prisoner who was about to be executed on the stage. They were immediately surrounded by those scoundrels who made loud remarks.
"I just love smoking. That's our freedom. No matter what your business, I think you are also spies from the southern revolutionary party! Come on, sir, there is a revolutionary party here!"
"That's right, believe it or not, I will beat you to death."
The scoundrels were making noises and were about to take action, but were beaten back by the soldiers with whips. However, the students who spoke uprightly looked at the execution platform with grief and anger on their faces, but they were unable to do anything.
Despite this, the man in front of Chen Yi still walked calmly and powerfully, and his eyes revealed determination. Si Hao was unmoved by the slander in the crowd, like a martyr.
Martyrdom for one's ideals.
"Gentlemen, I'm going to take the first step," the man in front of him turned around and said goodbye: "There are people who have sacrificed their lives for reform in various countries. If there are, please start with the same heir. Only by imitating the Western powers and reforming to become stronger, our country, Only then will this nation have hope! "
"Fuck you, uncle!" The man in front was pushed hard by the cell leader: "You are about to die, but you still want to rebel!"
The man in front of him staggered when he was pushed by the cell leader, but he immediately stood upright again stubbornly, walked forward with his head held high, and stood in the center of the execution ground.
I don't know why, but looking at his back, Chen Yi burst into tears.
"Do you have any last words?" The executioner put a glass of farewell wine to his mouth and fed him, and the supervisor asked in passing.
"I'll smile to the sky from my side, save my liver and gallbladder!" The man shouted and then shook his head: "I don't have any last words, come on!"
"Hmph! You are about to die, and you still dare to recite a poem, behead me!" The supervisor angrily threw down the token.
The man held the knife in his hand and swung his arms. With a flash of the knife, a large human head flew up from the execution platform and rolled down the stage. The crowd immediately started boiling like a drop of cold water dropped into a pot of boiling oil.
"Good kill!"
The numb crowd cheered loudly, as if they had finally seen their favorite drama. The cheers were particularly harsh to Chen Yi's ears.
There was even a woman with a withered face, dragging her thin child and rushing out of the guard blockade, squeezing her way into the crowd.
He hurriedly took out a steamed bun from his arms, dipped it in the hot blood that had not yet cooled down on the person's head, and stuffed it into the child's mouth: "Eat quickly, your tuberculosis will be cured after eating it."
The child choked on the hard steamed buns stained with human blood and coughed, tears streaming down his face.
Chen Yi looked at the crazy scene in front of him and felt silent in his heart.
This is definitely a sick time! I am definitely in a dream!
Then, the second one, the third one,...all the way to the fifth one, the next one is Chen Yi himself!
"Next!" the prison officer shouted, and Chen Yi was almost carried and thrown onto the execution platform.
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The executioner brought the wine to his lips. He didn't know whether it was the courage the wine gave him, or the remaining consciousness of his former body. The words he said became:
"If you want to kill a thief, you can't save him! He deserves to die, so be happy! Be happy!"
"good!"
The students below were filled with tears and applauded desperately for him. The executioner behind him had already picked up the knife: "Boy, I, Xu, respect you as a man. Don't worry, our old Xu knife is always fast. I guarantee that I will make it to you soon." With a swish, the person passed away before I even felt any pain."
"Shut up! What else can you say to these thieves!" the supervisor shouted, and the red pen marked the mark on the book: the token with the word "behead" was thrown to the ground.
"The time has come! Kill!"
Probably not.
"Then let a thunder strike kill them all." Chen Yi thought mockingly. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but laugh. How could it be possible?
But at this moment.
"Boom!" There was a sound, and thunder suddenly started!
The city gate not far from Caishikou shattered with a sound, and a group of blond soldiers wearing blue uniforms and carrying long guns poured into the door.

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