Looking at the blood pool that had calmed down again, just as Jiang Li turned around and was about to leave, a white wooden tablet floated up from the blood pool.
He narrowed his eyes and recognized the thing in front of him.
"This is… a death token?"
The so-called death tokens were the tokens that recorded the crimes of the prisoners when they were beheaded in the market.
Now, that token had a few uses.
One was to intimidate the living and make ordinary people listen to him and not commit crimes. Otherwise, they would be executed like the person who was beheaded.
The second was to warn the dead that after ordinary mortals died, they would lose a lot of memories and most likely forget the cause of their death.
In order to prevent the souls of the dead from feeling hatred and finding murderers to seek revenge, he wrote their crimes on the card. He died a worthy death.
