With the sound of an object falling to the ground, a sign with the word "kill" written on it fell to the ground, right at Zhou Xiaomeng's feet.

She happened to lower her head and saw it at a glance, but she didn't seem to see it, and the smile at the corner of her mouth only flickered slightly.

Then he saluted Chu Qingmei who was standing above him.

It seemed as if she had not just been sentenced to death, but had been released.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

Even Li Fulang didn't feel much pleasure in avenging his daughter. Instead, he seemed to be a little crazy because of her too bland reaction.

Repeatedly chanting, "Why? Why isn't she afraid of death? Shouldn't she be afraid? Shouldn't she be crying? Shouldn't she kneel down and beg for mercy? Why is there nothing?"

But the only person who answered him was Zhou Xiaomeng's plain expression and tall and straight posture.

Chu Qingmei seemed to have been hit hard. She sank into her seat and didn't speak for a long time.

It was Mr. Liu who was next to him who ordered the government officials to suppress the prisoner Zhou Xiaomeng on his behalf.

Shi Keshuang, who was holding the handkerchief and covering his mouth, seemed to have come to his senses at this moment. Regardless of Shi Zhenxiang and Shi Hongyu's obstruction, he rushed to hug her and talk to her, but was blocked by the Yamen guards.

Yunxi, Qingshu, the children, Qingning and the husband who were blocked outside also wanted to rush in, but they were all blocked outside.

Even though the husband knew that she would not die and the eldest brother promised that he would find a way to replace her with a death row prisoner, he still felt uncomfortable in his heart.

And I also wonder what happened to her and why she wants to die so much?

Gu Weizhi thought about her origins and felt cold. Could it be that she wanted to be killed intentionally.

Does she want to go back?

No, he won't allow her to go back.

It took him a long time to understand what he meant, and he would never allow her to leave like this.

At the same time, the onlookers couldn't help but wonder. They had seen this scene countless times, and they had not cried bitterly, crying loudly and shouting injustice. It was rare to be as calm as her.

Even those women who study and claim to be fearless will reveal their true colors when they actually see the sign falling.

Why is she so calm?

…

Zhou Xiaomeng was escorted back to prison.

Hearing the sound of the chains hitting, Wang Qiang immediately got up and walked to the fence, watching Zhou Xiaomeng being escorted back and then sent to the cell opposite by the government officials.

She kept staring closely at Zhou Xiaomeng's face, which was very strange.

He asked anxiously without waiting for the Yamen servant to leave.

"You, why did you come back so soon?"

She had seen many trials, and none of them dragged on for several hours. It seemed like she raised her head and glanced at the bars. According to her experience, this should only last for an hour and a half, which was really fast.

"Also, where are the tears on your face? Didn't you cry or cry out for yourself?"

Zhou Xiaomeng smiled bitterly and shook her head. She was about to speak when she saw the yamen officer staring at her. She immediately shut her mouth and waited until the yamen officer locked the door and left. Then she walked back to the bed with only a thin layer of straw and lay down.

Wang Qiang, who was waiting for a reply, couldn't help but speak out again.

"Hello? How are you judged?"

"Death penalty. Beheading at noon tomorrow."

"What?" Wang Qiang gasped, and it took him a long time to find his voice.

"Um, um, please express your condolences. Don't be afraid. I heard someone say that decapitation only lasts a moment. You don't even feel the pain, and the head is already on the ground."

Zhou Xiaomeng thought for a while, but couldn't help but shake her head.

"Not necessarily. If you encounter someone who is good at kung fu, his head will fall to the ground in one fell swoop. However, if you encounter a novice, he will not be able to fall to the ground in one fell swoop. You have to continue cutting, fearing that the person will still suffer before he dies.

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"Oh, what you said is so scary. You, how can you still be so calm? Are you really not scared at all?" Wang Qiang felt trembling with fear just thinking about that scene.

What's happening on the other side is something you'll experience tomorrow. Are you really not afraid?

Are there really people in this world who are not afraid of death?

Zhou Xiaomeng closed her eyes and shook her head, regardless of whether Wang Qiang could see it or not.

Wang Qiang thought that he might also be afraid, but he just didn't want to tell him. After all, he used to be a big boss, and he didn't want to be looked down upon by a petty thief like him.

But she stretched her neck hard to look, but there was really no sign of fear on her face.

Weird.

She didn't believe it. Are there really people in this world who are not afraid?

It shouldn’t be possible to pretend, right?

"Hey, um, sister, you are older than me. You see, it is fate that we can meet here. I will call you sister. I am just curious. Are you really not afraid? What on earth is wrong with you? I never

I’ve never seen anyone like you before?”

"Who is not afraid of death?"

Zhou Xiaomeng opened her eyes and stared at the faint beam of light projected from the iron window. It seemed to be weaker than that in the morning. She stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to reach it, but there was nowhere she could grasp it.

What about?

"You are afraid of death. Then if you are afraid of death, why don't you cry? Why don't you cry out for injustice? Also, why can't I see that you are afraid from your face?"

"Have you ever heard that there is no greater sorrow than a dead heart? Some people are alive physically, but their hearts are dead, just like walking zombies. Since the heart is dead, it doesn't matter whether the body is dead or not. Who with good intentions can take care of the body?

Even if he is killed, that would probably be a kind of salvation for him, right?"

"What are you talking about? Why do I get more and more confused the more I listen to it? You, you just said that you were heartbroken? I, I seem to understand a little bit.

At that time, I was kicked out of the house by my parents to make a living on my own. I tried hard to find something to do, but no one was willing to invite me. I didn't eat for several days. I was so hungry that I didn't even have the strength to stand up. Look.

I watched those people wearing silks and satins and eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, but none of this had anything to do with me. I also complained about the injustice of God, and complained about the ruthlessness of my parents. I also thought that if I died like this, I would not be hungry.

It won't be so uncomfortable anymore.

But then I saw a man in gorgeous clothes throwing a steamed bun to a wild dog. I seemed to see hope, so I chased the wild dog and grabbed it. Although I was almost bitten by it, I still

Got it.

I ran and wolfed down the steamed buns and stuffed them into my stomach. I instantly felt that my strength was back and life was interesting again. Just like now, I am here every day. Although I can't go anywhere, at least I don't have to go hungry. And

I also got to know a lot of people who were also imprisoned, and listened to them telling various stories. I felt that life was actually quite good now, and I never thought about whether I would die or not."

Zhou Xiaomeng did not expect that she would be educated by a little girl.

But it still sounds like that's the case.

Sometimes, if people want less and think less, they will be happier.

It's probably like a child who smiles all day just because he knows less and thinks less.

When people grow up, they have ambitions, cares, and various emotional ties, and experience all kinds of unrequited wishes and betrayals. Instead, they lose this simplest happiness.

Wang Qiang didn't hear her voice and thought she was asleep, so he asked again.

"Hey, did you hear what I said? If you still feel uncomfortable, then when I go out, I will take you to steal the landlord's food. Let me tell you, every time I steal it, I won't be caught.

When it arrives, I will feel happy."

But she suddenly remembered that she had been sentenced to death, and that her body and head would be separated by this time tomorrow, so she couldn't continue talking.

He just stared at the person who was still lying opposite him with wide eyes.

It stood upright and looked really like a corpse.

Not knowing whether he already knew that the other party would not say too much to him, Wang Qiang turned around helplessly and disappointed.

"Well, since you call me sister, I can't let you call me sister in vain. If you go out and go to Shi Keshuang's house, tell him that you are the sister I met in this prison. I miss him.

I will be willing to give you a stable life. Work hard in the future, and I hope you will always be so happy."

"You? Are you talking to me?"

Wang Qiang was startled for a moment, then quickly turned around and looked at Zhou Xiaomeng who was still lying down. For a moment, he almost thought he was dreaming.

"Um."

After a long time, Zhou Xiaomeng spoke up, and Wang Qiang was sure that all this was true.

Go to Shi's house and look for Shi Keshuang, she said repeatedly, then suddenly remembered something and shouted to the other side.

"I understand. They all said that you had an affair with the young master of the Shi family and that he was pregnant with your child. Hey, I heard that the Shi family is very powerful. Didn't they plan to save you?

How is that possible? You belong to their family..."

"No, don't you have many husbands and some confidantes? Why don't you see them coming to see you?

Could it be that your desire to die has something to do with them? Could it be that you were cuckolded by them?

No wonder, no wonder you feel so uncomfortable?"

Wang Qiang seemed to have discovered something and kept talking about it.
To be continued...