Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 260 The body dies and the soul disappears
Before Shang Lu could figure out what was wrong, the executioner, with his upper body exposed and a muscular body revealed, strode behind Zhao Qi with a machete in his hand.

The executioner took off the prisoner's card and handed it to the officer beside him.

The officer followed the procedure, took the prisoner's badge, walked around to Zhao Qi and verified his identity.

Then he turned around and bowed to the chief executioner and the supervising officer Lu Yang in the prison shed and reported:
"Reporting to the chief executioner and the supervising officer, the prisoner has been identified and it is indeed Zhao Qi!"

"cut!"

Following the chief executioner's order, the executioner took the bowl of liquor and took a sip of it.

Then with a "puff", it sprayed on the ghost-head knife.

Then he raised his hand and swung the knife.

The sharp knife light flashed by at an extremely fast speed.

This knife is both fast and sharp.

Zhao Qi's head fell to the ground with a thump.

The entire execution process was clean and neat, without any bloody scenes of "sparing lives".

When they saw Zhao Qi's head fall to the ground, the people around the execution ground all cheered loudly.

Those who had stuffed money into the policeman's pockets hurriedly took out their steamed buns and tried to get their hands on the blood.

At this time, the officer pretended not to stop them and let them go.

However, when these people rushed closer, they found that although Zhao Qi's head had fallen to the ground, no blood was gushing out of his short neck.

Not a drop of blood!
"What about blood?"

"Why is there no blood?"

These people were unwilling to give up because they did not see the blood.

There were county soldiers and thieves on the execution platform, so they didn't dare to go up.

But he saw Zhao Qi's head rolling off the execution platform, so he hurried forward to pick up Zhao Qi's head to see if there was any blood.

However, the executioner on the scaffold was one step faster than them.

The executioner, knife in hand, caught up with Zhao Qi's head, trying to keep it on the stage and prevent it from touching the ground below.

It was at this time that Shang Lu saw that wisps of air were being sucked into Zhao Qi's body and head from the people watching around the execution ground.

These angers were exactly the rage and hatred that had just been aroused among the people.

"not good!"

Shang Lu strode towards the execution platform, shouting at those who wanted to get their blood on them: "Come back quickly!"

At the same time, Lu Yang and the chief executioner in the prison shed also stood up suddenly.

They obviously sensed something was wrong, just like Shang Lu.

On the scaffold, the executioner bent down to pick up Zhao Qi's head.

There was an official nearby, holding a sharpened wooden stick.

They planned to impale Zhao Qi's head on a wooden stick and parade it through the streets as a warning to others.

But Zhao Qi's head suddenly moved.

It suddenly bounced up and with a "bang", knocked the executioner back several steps.

Fortunately, the executioner had some skills, otherwise Zhao Qi's head impact would have broken his sternum and ribs and killed him.

After Zhao Qi's head knocked the executioner away, it rolled straight down to the execution platform.

It looked like he wanted to pounce on a few people in the audience.

At the same time, he was still grinning and shouting:

“I worship the true God and have the secret of immortality, you can’t kill me!

I have remembered all of you today, whether you were carrying out the execution or watching the execution!
Every one of them must die! I will suck away all your energy and luck, and make you my strength!"

At the same time, Zhao Qi's headless body suddenly twisted. The talismans attached to his body were contaminated by the anger and hatred of the people around him, and they exploded and turned into ashes.

After breaking free from the talisman, Zhao Qi's headless body once again "melted" into a pool of mud and flesh.

It broke free from its chains and shackles and, like a snake, tried to crawl under the scaffold.

And it goes in a different direction from the brain.

Those who were holding the steamed buns and wanted to get their hands on blood saw that Zhao Qi's head suddenly "came to life" and pounced towards them. They were so scared that they screamed and tried to escape.

Fortunately, a figure stood in front of them in time.

It is exactly the Chinese rhubarb.

He swung out the whip, which quickly wrapped around Zhao Qi's head.

"what--"

Zhao Qi's head saw Shang Lu and roared angrily: "It's you again! Why do you always go against me?!"

He wanted to break free from Shanglu's whip, but it was impossible.

Not only was Shang Lu's whip very powerful, but also because the chief executioner in the prison shed made a seal with his hands at this moment and shouted: "Prisoner!"

A murderous aura flew out from the executioner's body and transformed into the Legalist's iron chains of law, entangled Zhao Qi's head and body, restricted their movements, and suppressed their strength.

Shang Lu took advantage of this opportunity, snatched the steel knife from the hand of a stunned official nearby, strode forward, and split Zhao Qi's head in half with one stroke.

Under the oil-paper umbrella, Qin's mother and daughter cheered in unison.

After Zhao Qi's head was split in half, no blood flowed out, and there was no brain matter or anything like that.

However, there was a trace of anger and murderous aura emanating from it, and it even wanted to attack Shang Lu, but it was purified by his silent recitation of the "Art of Righteousness".

On the other side, Zhao Qi's strangely transformed body was also entangled by the executioner's iron chains.

Lu Yang took the opportunity to release several flying swords, which pierced into Zhao Qi's strangely transformed body with a series of muffled "puff" sounds.

The flying sword released a surge of witchcraft energy, which not only locked up Zhao Qi's strange body, making it unable to move, but also purified the anger and evil spirit inside.

Zhao Qi's body soon became like his head and stopped moving.

The chief executioner strode out of the prison shed and walked onto the execution platform.

He first glanced at Zhao Qi's head and body, groaned, then turned to comfort the onlookers, and quickly arranged for officials to maintain order and avoid accidents such as trampling.

Lu Yang stepped forward, chanted a spell, took out medicine powder from his arms and sprinkled it on Zhao Qi's body.

Then he threw Zhao Qi's body into a fire that had been lit nearby.

The raging fire quickly engulfed Zhao Qi's head and body and burned them rapidly.

"what--"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die -"

Zhao Qi's ghost appeared in the fire, screaming in pain.

It tried again and again to break out of the flames, but failed again and again.

Not long after, Zhao Qi's soul along with his body were completely burned by the fire.

"Shang Zei Cao, I am really grateful to you for today."

The chief judge walked up to Shang Lu and bowed to express his gratitude.

Fortunately, Shang Lu stopped Zhao Qi’s head. Otherwise, even if he couldn’t escape, he would have hurt the onlookers.

Shang Lu returned the gift and said a few humble words.

Then he went to the fire and whispered to Lu Yang.

Only after making sure that Zhao Qi was dead and there would be no recurrence did he say goodbye.

Folding his oil-paper umbrella, holding the black cloud, he squeezed out of the crowd and went straight home.

(End of this chapter)