Chapter 8 Brother

"Angel face, devil's figure, snake and scorpion heart!" These twelve words suddenly appeared in Xu Han's mind. Yes, in Xu Han's mind, Zhou Ziyu has been condensed into these twelve words!

"Oh, what a strange little girl. OK! Uncle Jiu finally understands what you mean. Don't worry, Uncle Jiu won't let you down. I will make his life worse than death!" Zhou Shizhu glanced coldly at Xu Han and said solemnly.

"Okay, Yuer, it's none of our business here. Let's go." The seventh lady walked out of the execution hall hand in hand with her daughter.

After sending the seventh lady and Zhou Ziyu away, Zhou Shizhu returned to the prison hall, sat back in the teacher's chair on the high hall, waved his hand weakly, as if driving away a fly that was constantly revolved around him, and said to the people in the hall, "Drag him out first, let him bask in the sun to repent, and wait until the young lady left. After that, we will slowly torture him!"

Two big men came out of the queue, one left and one right, dragging Xu Han out.

Xu Han did not shout or cry, as if he were an inanimate puppet. He was dragged out and thrown into the yard outside the prison hall.

At this time, Xu Han has only one idea in his heart! To survive! No matter how humiliated you are, you have to survive! As long as you can survive, you must kill those two hateful dog men and women! And everyone who did something to him, the most unforgivable thing is Zhou Ziyu's mother and daughter!

The courtyard outside the prison hall is the execution ground, and all kinds of torture instruments are scattered everywhere.

When the family is big and there are more people, there will naturally be more disputes. Therefore, those big families have their own execution halls, specializing in dealing with some perpetrators who violate ethnic rules such as quarrels, fights and theft. Of course, most of the execution halls deal with some servants. As for the members of the family who violate the clan rules, they will naturally be punished appropriately by the elders of the family. There is no need to be taken to the prison like Xu Han to be humiliated. Of course, if the consequences of the crime are too serious and the impact is too bad, they will still be taken to the prison for torture after the permission of the family elders.

The sun is in the sky, the heat wave is rolling, and the ground of the execution ground is like an iron pot on a stove, which is hot. The pulls on the bluestone floor have long been steamed dry by the scorching sun, and not even a little water stain is left.

Xu Han's hands and feet were tied tightly and sat in the middle of the execution ground. The top of his head was almost smoky by the sun, and his hair and clothes seemed to burn at any time.

However, neither the scorching sun above his head, the hot bluestone floor under his buttocks, or the heat waves blowing, are not as good as the murderous spirit in his heart at this time! The hot temperature generated by this murderous gas in his body is far higher than that outside.

Xu Han's cowardly personality has quietly changed dramatically under such a strong internal and external pressure.

At this moment, he finally deeply understood that living in this troubled world is not an honest duty. If you are trembling, you can live well.

If you want not to be bullied, you can only become stronger and live well in this world.

Xu Han deeply felt that Xu Han had died in the past and finally ushered in a brand-new Xu Han.

This is undoubtedly a transformation!

A gust of wind blew, and there was a strong smell of wine and vegetables in the hot air. Xu Han knew that it was a banquet for Miss Zhou in Zhoujiazhuang.

In the distance, there were bursts of laughter, goodbyes and cheers, as well as the sound of firecrackers. Xu Han could hear it. That was the sound made by Zhou Jiazhuang to send Miss Zhou.

Xu Han is like an abandoned beggar, basking in the hot sun!

An hour has passed, and another hour has passed. Although only two hours have passed, Xu Han seems to have passed two centuries in the scorching sun.

Xu Han has been sitting quietly in the center of the execution ground, like a stone sculpture.

He almost did not move, allowing the hot sun to roast from above his head, let the hot wind blow from all sides of the execution ground, let the nasty flies buzz around, and let the hateful ants crawl around. He did not move. He seemed to be a devout believer, paying tribute to the past, bearing the present, and looking forward to the future.

Around the execution ground, there were some adults and children watching the scene. From time to time, they pointed at Xu Han and whispered and smiled, but after two hours, there was no one around. Obviously, they are tired of watching, tired of watching, tired of watching, and have gone back to their homes for lunch, take a nap, or watch the lively farewell scene.

At the gate of the prison hall, several big men walked around doing nothing, but at this time, they also dispersed one by one, leaving only a strong man in charge of guarding. Obviously, the man couldn't stand this boring work. He simply ran to the execution hall to move out a teacher's chair, put it under the shade of the eaves, and then lay down comfortably, narrowed his eyes slightly and took a nap.

Soon after, there were bursts of purrs in that direction, and the man fell asleep like this.

In an instant, Xu Han was in a trance and suddenly had a strange feeling. He felt that he seemed to be the only one left in the whole world.

So, the deep loneliness drowned him in an instant.

Xu Han is hot, tired, hungry, thirsty and sleepy. He really wants to lie down and have a good sleep in the hot sun. It is best to die in his sleep and never wake up.

However, as soon as this idea was born, it was rudely dispelled by him: "No, those two dog men and women are not dead yet, and the villains in Zhoujiazhuang are still alive. Zhou Ziyu is still living such a comfortable life, I can never die!" I must overcome this hurdle!"

So, Xu Han still sat quietly under the scorching sun like a stone sculpture.

Suddenly, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, because he found that a huge shadow completely enveloped him, and a cool feeling spread all over his body.

"Xu Han, come on, hurry up, take a sip of soup to moisten your throat, and then eat some rice!"

A familiar figure squatted down in front of him, a familiar face was close at hand, a kind voice sounded in his ear, and a bowl of warm vegetable soup came to his dry lips.

That is the most common bowl of green vegetable fish head tofu soup. Xu Han has been tired of nausea because he often eats it. A few pieces of tofu exposed a small half in the soup, and a few pieces of vegetable leaves and fish skin floated slowly like duckweed on the soup noodles. A fish head poked out of the water, stared at the dead fish's eyes, and looked at Xu Han improvingly. The soup surface exuded a faint heat.

The person who came is Jiao Hu! He is Xu Han's only good friend in Zhoujiazhuang.

No, it's not a friend, but a brother, a brother with a different surname!

Xu Han looked at the familiar, simple and honest face in front of him, and could no longer suppress his excitement. Tears rolled down like a flood breaking the dike.

"Don't cry, drink quickly. If someone finds out, we will both be doomed!" Jiao Hu quickly glanced at the eaves of the prison hall, lowered his voice, and urged anxiously.

Xu Han realized that if he was found, Jiao Hu was afraid that he would accompany him to bask in the sun.

So, he quickly opened his mouth, divided it into two, and drank a large bowl of vegetable soup.

Xu Han suddenly found that he had never drunk such a delicious green vegetable fish head tofu soup!

After drinking the soup, Jiao Hu quickly picked up a large bowl. On one side of the bowl were fragrant rice, and on the other side were pieces of tender, boneless chicken. The fragrance of the food suddenly penetrated into Xu Han's nostrils, and then rushed straight to his forehead, making him refreshed and intoxicated for a moment. Already.

Xu Han finally deeply realized that the fragrance of the food was the most fragrant and intoxicating taste in the world.

Jiao Hu held a large bowl in one hand, took out a large spoon in the other hand, and clumsily fed Xu Han. Xu Han opened his mouth and ate one after another.

"Be careful, eat slowly, and don't chop!"

When Jiao Hu saw Xu Han swallowing, his eyes slowly moistened, lowered his voice and reminded him softly.

Xu Han nodded, and he couldn't respond, because his mouth was not free at all now.

After eating more than half of the bowl, what Jiao Hu was most worried about finally happened.

Xu Han suddenly choked!

Eating choked is a trivial matter, but on some specific occasions, it is a big thing.

Xu Han couldn't help coughing violently and sprayed the food that had been chewed into a half paste in his mouth. It doesn't matter if the food sprays on your body. It's clean when you go back to wash it. The most important thing is that Xu Han was stunned to find that at this time, the rhythmic purring from the eaves had stopped, and the Taishi chair creaked.

Then, a roar sounded in their ears like thunder: "Yo! Who asked you to send him food to eat? You want to die--

The two were stunned for a moment.

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