"I looked at the Immortal in the Painting and said in a deep voice, 'I'm not here to discuss right or wrong, nor am I here to solve a case. I'm just sending you where you need to go.'"

"If you have anything you need to say, you can say it now."

The Immortal in the Painting looked at me and said, "Can you help me fulfill my unfinished wishes?"

"No!" I shook my head. "If every executioner had to fulfill the regrets of the condemned, he wouldn't need to do anything else."

"What I can do is make you a farewell meal. What do you want to eat? There's still an hour left."

The Immortal in the Painting smiled and said, "How about a bowl of seafood noodles? I don't really like peeling seafood, can you peel it for me?"

"Sure, wait for me!" I really went to make a bowl of seafood noodles for the Immortal in the Painting.

I brought the noodles to the Immortal in the Painting and said, "There wasn't much time, so the noodles didn't have time to rise, which affected the taste. This is the best I could do."

"Thank you!" The Immortal in the Painting ate the noodles one by one, and I stood at the door and lit a cigarette.

Feng Ruoxing walked over and said, "Why did you think of cooking for him?"

I took a deep breath of cigarette smoke and said, "Have you forgotten who my master is?"

"They were all notorious bandits. Jiu Gui told me back then that if you ever meet a condemned prisoner, give them a little care before they go on their way!"

"Notorious bandits aren't afraid of being hacked to pieces, but the most desolate thing is to have no one to see them off at the end."

"This is, in a way, a bit of empathy between bandits!"

Feng Ruoxing nodded and said, "When you were buying things, I went to Shi Fei Dao Ren to ask for torture instruments. He said that torture instruments have been lost, and we have to find our own way."

The torture instruments Feng Ruoxing was talking about were the cangues and shackles used in ancient times to exile criminals.

The torture instruments used to exile sorcerers should be more special.

If there's no way to restrict the sorcerers from using secret methods, escorting prisoners will inevitably be fraught with danger.

I glanced at the Immortal in the Painting, who was sitting in the room eating noodles, and said, "It's okay if there are no torture instruments, just be careful on the road. The worst-case scenario is that we just go slower."

In fact, the best way at this time would be to pierce the Immortal in the Painting's *pipa* bone with the Soul-Chasing Nail.

As long as there are chains in hand, even if the Immortal in the Painting has great abilities, she won't be able to escape our grasp.

But if we did that, the prisoner could easily die on the road.

I waited for the Immortal in the Painting to finish the noodles before saying, "Girl, we don't have any torture instruments here, and I don't plan to pierce your *pipa* bone either. Let's not cause each other trouble on the road, and I promise I won't do anything to you."

"However, if you really want to play tricks, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The Immortal in the Painting smiled and said, "Don't you think that piercing my *pipa* bone is the best choice?"

"Maybe not!" I stood up and said, "Pack your things! We can go."

The Immortal in the Painting stood up and said, "I don't have anything to pack, let's just go like this!"

I looked at my watch and said, "Huanzi, go buy her some personal items, get a backpack for her to carry."

Wang Xiaohuan came back soon after going out and handed a package to the Immortal in the Painting, who softly said "Thank you" and put it on her back. When we went out, the other three groups were already waiting in the courtyard.

My gaze swept over those people one by one:

The Bei Yan siblings used the most professional cangue and shackles. They had everything, including the wooden frame for escorting prisoners and the shackles. The wooden frame was also crisscrossed with seals, which were stamped with the red seal of the Six Doors.

One seal suppresses all laws!

The official seal used to suppress evil must be the official seal of the orthodox dynasty in order to use the dynasty's fortune to suppress evil spirits.

The Six Doors is no longer serving the government, so will it be useful to suppress evil with a seal?

The person locked up by Bei Yan Yungui and the others had an unusually large head and an extremely thin body, especially his hands, which were as dry and small as chicken claws.

This person should be good at using secret arts.

If the official seal has no effect, aren't they just courting death?

In the direction of the Reincarnation Division was a burly man with shackles on his hands and a black cloth hood on his head. The other person's height was at least over two meters and ten centimeters, and an iron chain about the thickness of a fist was wrapped around his wrist, like a thin line that could break at any time.

That person gave me a feeling of extreme danger.

The reason why the Reincarnation Division only used such an iron chain to lock him, but was not afraid of him breaking the chain and violently killing people, was because they had poisoned him.

Although the Reincarnation Division covered the other person's face with a black cloth, not letting us see the person's face, I could still see signs of poisoning on the other person's fingers.

The person was poisoned with snake venom.

If I guessed correctly, the Reincarnation Division's girl should have a demon snake about the size of chopsticks hidden in her sleeve.

She used the demon snake to bite the other person's wrist, so that the other person was in a state where it was difficult to exert force.

The last prisoner who was locked up and escorted by Xia Zhou had his *pipa* bone pierced directly. Blood was still dripping from the other person's wound, but his eyes were like steel knives, scanning back and forth across everyone's faces, as if he couldn't wait to use his eyes to cut a piece of flesh from each of us.

Xia Zhou came from the Confucian School. According to the thinking of orthodox Confucianism, he should be against torture.

He would rather disregard the reputation of the Confucian School and use the most direct method to escort prisoners. Is it because the old man is too dangerous?

I quietly transmitted my voice to Feng Ruoxing, "Who are those three people over there?"