Chapter 119

A group of people killed everyone in the house. Jiaming just hid outside and watched. He saw a red mass inside and blood on the ground. The group of people walked out stepping on the blood, waved their hands, and said to their companions: "We came here today. If we don't kill them all, we will not be at peace. Brothers, just kill them. Everyone here has been drugged by us. It would be a waste if we don't kill them all!"

After we kill them, we will have gold and silver if we want to take them, treasure if we want to take them, and food if we want to take them away. After today's investment, we won't have to worry about anything in the mountain for most of the month, hahaha!

"In fact, they deserve to die. The whole family has so many things, but we don't. They must have not accumulated merit and must have taken them from others. We are acting on behalf of heaven and are good people! Do you understand? If anyone can't bring himself to do it, just repeat these words three times. Even if he can't do it, I will raise my knife and chop off their heads! Hahaha!"

Jiaming knew that the situation was not good at this time. If he continued to hide here, when those people killed the people here and found that one person was missing, they would definitely track him down, and he would not be able to hide. If those people did not find him here, he could barely hide until dawn, but what would he do after dawn? If he escaped at dawn, it would definitely be more difficult than now, because everything would be seen at dawn.

Not to mention that these people were not kind-hearted, they were going to kill him even though everyone in the house was asleep at night. He, who had seen everything with his eyes open, didn't believe that he could run away. It was dark at night, so it was easy to escape. If it was daytime, he would be discovered after running a few steps and would definitely not be able to escape.

What to do?

Jiaming frowned and felt that he should run away now, as it would be too late if he missed the opportunity.

He thought it through, and made up his mind. While the blood-stained people were walking in all directions from the door of the house, he quietly followed their footsteps and the shadows of the house, and groped his way to the main gate of the mayor's house in the dark. It was actually guarded here, so Jiaming had to turn around and go to the small door. He didn't know there was another door here, but he guessed that such a family could not be without a way out.

While drinking during the day, I heard someone ask where the toilet was in the house. The owner told the person there was a small door next to the toilet. Because it was dirty and smelly, no one usually went there or left. But there was indeed a door next to the toilet that could be opened with a light push without making any noise, making it convenient to walk in and out when you didn't want to be discovered.

Jiaming followed the route he had heard during the day and arrived next to the toilet. As expected, he saw a door. He tried to push it, but found that it was blocked. He was very annoyed and turned around to leave and look for another door.

Jiaming heard them walking and saying, "I just saw a door in the back garden. If we want to prevent someone from escaping, there should be someone guarding it. Let's go and report it to the boss now. It's fine if no one knows about it, but the people living here must know about it.

If no one gets up, it's fine. However, after listening to the mayor's family's shouting, I'm afraid there must be someone hiding in the dark somewhere we don't know about! We don't know if it's one person, two people, or a group of people. If it's just one person, then it's easy to solve, just kill him, but if it's a group of people, I'm afraid the two of us are not a match, and we need to find some brothers to help us, which will be troublesome.

I really hope we can go home before daybreak today.

Isn't there any better place than here?

Gold and silver are measured with scales, silk and satin are cut with knives, meat is eaten with big mouthfuls, wine is drunk with big bowls, and there is no unhappiness. If you want women, there are some. In addition to brothers who have wives, there are many brothers who have sisters. It is also a good thing to marry each other. "

Jiaming gritted his teeth, thinking that they were despicable. He was no longer in a hurry to find the door. He thought that the small door did not have legs and would definitely not run away by itself. Instead of letting the two people in front of him go out and leak the news, it would be better to kill them now. He could look for the door at any time. If these two people left, maybe before he opened the door, a group of people would come to guard the door and he would not be able to get out.

After thinking it through, Jiaming secretly made some noise to attract the two men's attention. When they turned their backs to him, he picked up the broken door lock lying on the ground and smashed it on their heads. Because he was worried that he could not make them unable to move in one go, he hit them three times in a row, all three times at the same place. The first man rolled his eyes without saying a word and lay on the ground.

The person next to him hadn't reacted yet and was still craning his neck to look to the side, trying to find the person who made the sound.

Jiaming did the same thing and hit them three more times, holding his breath and concentrating, and knocked this man down as well. Fearing that they would get up soon, he thought for a moment and dragged them into the room one by one and put them on the bed. The person on the bed was already bleeding profusely, having been chopped to death, with his head placed at the head of the bed like a giant wooden fish made of a wooden stake with its eyes open.

Jiaming did not take a close look at the dead bodies. He just laid the two living people who were still breathing on the bed and covered them with a quilt so that people would think they were the ones sleeping there. He cleaned the place with the quilt, wiped the blood stains on his hands that were accidentally stained when he moved the bodies, ran out of the door on tiptoe, looked down in the daylight, and checked the soles of his shoes.

The soles of his shoes were also stained with blood, but when he looked outside, he saw bloody footprints everywhere in the corridor. He frowned, thinking that he would not be discovered immediately if he blended in with the crowd, so he ran away quickly. Sure enough, not long after he left, someone came to check the situation.

However, the person standing at the door saw at a glance that the people inside were not dead, because the two people lying on the bed made a sound in their throat, turned over and were about to sit up, and seemed to be about to open their eyes. The person outside the door was shocked and thought to himself, this matter cannot be ruined in my hands!

He rushed in with a knife in hand, and in no time, he chopped the two people on the bed to death. He also deliberately pushed their heads off the bed to the ground, for fear that the two people might look like living people again.

After chopping the people, he breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, happily opened the door and walked out. He happened to meet his companion who was checking in the corridor. He smiled and said to the newcomers: "I just killed everyone in there. You can go in and check. I guarantee that there is no one alive."

The companion laughed and said, "Since you've already gone in, what else do we need to check? Let's go! There are other places to check. The boss said that there might be fish that slipped through the net this time. Although we are not afraid of the government, we will not let them catch us easily. If we can catch the one who wakes up and runs around, it won't be too much to cut him into pieces. We brothers are all strong, what are we afraid of!? Hahaha."

The person at the door nodded in agreement, and the group walked away arm in arm.

Jiaming discovered their traces when they came and hid far away. He saw them talking to each other, but was too far away to hear clearly. He didn't know what they said specifically. But seeing that their bodies were covered in blood, he thought they must have just killed someone. He felt a little relieved and no longer felt anxious. After they walked away, he came out from his hiding and trotted to the door.

He looked around at the small door of the back garden and found no one around. He tried to open the door and found it was locked. He immediately frowned. Suddenly, he heard the sound of wind chimes from the side. Jiaming turned his head and saw no one.

He frowned and walked towards the place where the sound came from. He walked under the eaves and found a string of wind chimes hanging there. He felt something was wrong. It was not the sound of this thing. But he also thought that if it was this thing, it would be normal to make such a sound.

Because he was prepared, the person behind him did not hit Jiaming. Jiaming turned around and saw a woman in pink with her hands raised high. In her hands was a flowerpot that she seemed to have just picked up from the ground next to her. There were bugs and soil in the flowerpot.

Seeing that she had been discovered, the pink-shirted woman was furious: "I will not play tricks with you, a thief! Prepare to die!"

As she spoke, she rushed over, without carefully identifying Jiaming's identity, nor looking at Jiaming's clothes carefully, and even without restraining her voice. Jiaming was worried that her appearance would attract enemies in a few seconds, so without hesitation, he picked up the wind chime beside him, turned his foot, and strangled the pink-shirted woman's neck. The pink-shirted woman was unable to break free for a while, and a howling sound came out of her throat.

Jiaming stepped back and pushed her to the shadow of the corner to avoid being discovered immediately. He asked in her ear: "Who are you? A servant here? I tell you! I didn't kill anyone in your family."

"Fuck you!"

The pink-shirted woman managed to utter two words, and the rest was indistinct.

Jiaming sighed in his heart, feeling that this family was full of self-righteousness. If he let the person go now, they would definitely cause trouble for him. It would be better to just throw the person on the ground after he fainted. If he was discovered, it would be his own fault. If he was not discovered, he would be treated as a dead person. It would be a blessing that he escaped.

Jiaming thought it through and strangled the man until his eyes rolled back, until he fainted. Then he let go and let the man lie on the ground. The man's head hit the ground with a dull thud, which sounded like his brain was shaking.

Jiaming felt that she would not be able to get up for a while, so he turned around to open the door, but the lock still wouldn't open. Then he thought, maybe the person just now had the key.

Jiaming turned around to look for it, but stopped again.

If that person had the key, he would not have put it on the outside, as he might lose it if he was not careful. If he put it inside, it would be disrespectful for him to reach out for it, as men and women should not touch each other. If he did not reach out for it, he would certainly not be able to find the key. Without the key, he could not unlock the door, and without unlocking the door, he could not open the door, and without opening the door, he could not get out, which would be a dead end.

When it comes to reputation and life, which is more important, it is naturally the latter.

However, reputation is not your own reputation, but life is your own life. It is unfair to others to calculate them.

If the key is outside the person's clothes, it might be easy, but if not, then we can only give up the idea of ​​looking for the key from her.

Jiaming thought it over, walked over and carefully looked at the pink-shirted woman's clothes. He didn't see the key, shook his head, turned around and looked at the earth wall next to him. If he couldn't open the door, he could just climb over the wall. Anyway, the wall here was not very high and was not built specifically for anti-theft. However, there were broken glass shards on the wall. If he went out like this, he would definitely get injured.

Whether you will get sick after being injured is a bad thing. If you get sick, it may be difficult to walk. If you don’t get sick, you will still be worried, which is easy to distract your attention.

Then the only option is to climb out through the door.

Jiaming tentatively grabbed the door, and it rang. The sound was not loud, but it was hard to ignore. He turned his head and looked behind him. He didn't see anyone coming. He quickly climbed out of the door and jumped to the ground. As soon as he landed, he saw someone coming from a distance in the shadows. Jiaming ran away quickly. It was not suitable to hide at this time. It would be a pity if he ran out and was caught.

Jiaming ran all the way, not knowing how long he had been running. He fell to the ground and prepared to rest. However, before he closed his eyes, he suddenly heard footsteps beside him. He had to cheer up and found himself surrounded by a group of people. These people were wearing coarse linen clothes and holding weapons in their hands. They were not polite at all, with dark skin, rough palms, cracked skin on their fingers, and serious expressions.

Their eyes were gleaming as they pointed their weapons at Jiaming and shouted, "Get up, get up!"

Jiaming had no choice but to get up from the ground. They tied Jiaming up, put him in a black cloth bag, wrapped him up and dragged him all the way. Jiaming was so sleepy that he almost fell asleep on the way. When he finally arrived at the place, those people pushed him into the room and told him not to come out. They closed the doors and windows, and then he lay on the ground and fell asleep.

I didn't even know whether he had taken off the black cloth cover on his head.

The next day, Jiaming woke up with sore body and hot feet. He looked down and saw blisters on his feet, probably because he walked a long distance and did not get enough rest. His shoes were also worn higher on one side than on the other, which looked abnormal. The door suddenly opened, and the person standing outside the room looked inside. Jiaming realized that there was more than one person in the room.

The person outside the door shouted to Jiaming, "You! It's you! The one who came in recently! Get up and follow me."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a group of people appeared behind him, entered the room, lifted Jiaming up, tied his hands, and dragged him out of the room.

"Where are you going?"

Jiaming asked tentatively.

No one answered.

Jiaming sighed inwardly, knowing that there would be no answer for a while, he squinted his eyes, trying to catch his sleep on the way.

Soon, they arrived at a place where those people asked him to kneel down. His whole body was limp and numb, so he got down before they could kick him. However, he got down too low and almost fell asleep on the ground. The people around him whispered to each other, wondering why he was so sleepy. After all, the others were not like him. Those people were either worried or unable to sleep.

In short, different from him.

"Get up! Open your eyes!"

The man above shouted.

"I'm closing my eyes!"

Jiaming answered with narrowed eyes.

"Why are you so sleepy?"

"I didn't sleep well last night."

"Why are you near the village?"

"I didn't know where the village was, I just kept walking forward, who knew I would end up near you!"

Jiaming defended himself.

"Few people walk at night. Why are you walking alone?"

"I'm afraid I'll be hunted down at dawn."

"You are being hunted? Who wants to kill you? You actually came here. Haven't you heard of our name? The eyes of wolves, tigers, leopards and eagles are no match for an inch of land on a burning mountain. Anyone who dares to come here is courting death. It would be fine if you were just cutting wood outside, but you actually dared to come into the mountain. This is your fault!"

"I don't know. I probably came from far away. I don't live near here, and I don't chop wood. I was hunted down because I arrived at a town where the mayor was having a wedding and inviting people to dinner. I ate there and then rested. At night, I found that I was drugged, so I ran away and came all the way here because I was afraid that someone would find me and take me back.

Who knows, even if he wasn't caught by his men, he would still be caught."

Jiaming sighed softly and was about to fall asleep again. He seemed very sleepy.

The man above slammed the table and shouted to Jiaming, "Get up!"

Jiaming shuddered, opened his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Do you think this is your home? Don't be so rude!"

"So, what is it?"

"Let me ask you, do you remember what the thieves' clothes were like? Do you remember what they looked like? What accent did they speak with?"

The person above asked.

Jiaming thought about it and shook his head: "I don't know."

"Think about it carefully!"

The man above shouted.

Jiaming thought about it and said everything he remembered.

"So that's how it is. They are the Tiger Wolf Army, living in the Tiger Wolf Cave in Qingfeng Mountain. That makes sense. No wonder you were able to run here through someone else's small door. That family's small door is probably facing the road to my Shaochai Mountain. You didn't encounter any danger along the way, all because of the blessing of my Shaochai Mountain! Did you know that?"

"I don't know, but I think the master wants me to repay the favor."

Jiaming asked.

"Yes, would you like to?"

"What can I do?"

"What you are going to do is not difficult. You just need to explain what happened that night and find a way to lead us to the road you came from. We will find a way to deal with the rest soon."

The person above said.

Jiaming thought, I have said everything I need to say, what else can I say? What do you want to hear me say? Can you give me a draft? Really, if I say I am not satisfied, I am still dissatisfied if I don’t say it. You are dissatisfied anyway! As for that road, it was a dark and windy night, and I was in a hurry. How could I think about turning back? If I thought about it, I would remember it. Now I don’t think about it, and I don’t remember it. How can I say it?

He sighed in his heart, but he couldn't say nothing, otherwise, it would be a long time before he died here.

How did you get out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den?

Jiaming said what he could say, and when asked again, he just shook his head.

After a day or two, the people from Burning Firewood Mountain called Jiaming out.

"There is one thing I want you to do. If you are willing, we will let you go. If you are not willing, we will kill you now."

"Tell me, just tell me, what can I do?"

Jiaming asked.

"Go back to the house where the person died. If you can cry, then cry. If you can't, then frown, rub your face, cry and report to the authorities. In two or three days at the fastest, or three to five months at the slowest, the matter will be settled. If it can be settled, just wait. When you are able to leave, you can leave on your own. If it can't be settled, please die in there and don't cause us any trouble."

After the people above finished speaking, someone hit Jiaming with a stick from behind, picked him up in a bag, and threw him at the foot of the mountain. Jiaming woke up by the water, slowly climbed up, touched the back of his head, feeling waves of pain, and soaked his head in the water. After a long time, he finally raised his head.

Hun was soaked all over, so he just soaked himself in the stream without taking off his clothes or shoes.

As soon as he came out of the water, he started coughing and his face turned slightly red, but it was not serious. He looked around and felt that someone was spying on him in the dark. He knew that it was the people from Burning Chai Mountain who were worried about him coming out alone and were afraid that he would betray them or break his promise, so they wanted to watch him, probably until he walked to the government office, and only by looking into his eyes could he rest for a while.

Jiaming thought of this and smiled in his heart. He patted his clothes and walked down the mountain step by step with his shoes gurgling and bubbling. He arrived at a small town, sat down to rest, and touched his pocket. There was actually some money in it. He happily took out the money, handed it to the boss and said, "Excuse me, can you give me a bowl of tea?"

The boss took the money, nodded, and said with a smile: "Of course! Please take a seat, sir!"

As he spoke, he handed the tea bowl over, carefully looked at Jiaming's clothes and asked, "Sir, your clothes are soaked, why don't you change?"

Jiaming said, "Oh, I walked in the mountains for a long time and couldn't find a way out. I accidentally fell and got soaked. It's not that I didn't change my clothes on purpose, but I didn't have any luggage, so I didn't have any change of clothes. Even my shoes were soaked and I didn't have a change of clothes. If I wanted to change, I would have to change from head to toe, but I didn't have the opportunity to change in the mountains.

At most, I just wash it when I see water."

The boss smiled and said, "In that case, I will show you a way. If you don't mind, just take this road and walk to the street over there. The third store sells clothes. They have ready-made clothes and fabrics. If you want to make clothes, you may have to wait two or three days. I think you can't wait. It's better for you to buy ready-made clothes in that store and go to the fourth store to ask for a guest room to rest.

Oh, the third store also sells shoes. If you need them, buy some. You won’t be able to do anything in this state! If you go home, it will be heartbreaking for others to see you like this.”

Jiaming nodded: "I understand."

He drank the tea, put down the bowl, got up and went to the store to buy new clothes and shoes. He went to the fourth store and asked for a room. When he was about to take a shower, someone suddenly knocked on the door. Jiaming was very impatient, but then he thought that maybe the person knocking on the door was Shao Chaishan who came to remind him. If he didn't open the door now, it would be bad if someone came in through the window when he was taking a shower later.

He went over and opened the door, and sure enough, it was the man from Shaochaishan who came to monitor him.

The man smiled at Jiaming, and when Jiaming made way for him, he walked in without any courtesy. As soon as Jiaming closed the door, the man pulled out a knife from his sleeve, pointed it at Jiaming's neck and said, "If you dare to rest here instead of doing anything, I will kill you right now! Don't think you are irreplaceable. To tell you the truth, we have many people like you!"

Jiaming nodded perfunctorily, "I understand."

The man opened the door, turned and left.

Jiaming closed the door and began to wash up. After washing up, he also washed his hair, changed into new clothes and new shoes, and slept for a while. As it got darker, he opened the door and walked out. The boss asked, "Hey, guest, are you leaving today? It's still night! I don't think it's a problem even if you stay in the room all night."

Jiaming said, "No, we have to hurry up. We don't know when we can get there."

The boss was skeptical when he heard this, but seeing that he was indeed a little anxious, and thinking about how he was so flamboyant when he came before, the flower he said was not unbelievable, so he smiled and said, "Oh, then, take care, customer."

Jiaming nodded, walked out, looked at the direction, and went to the location of the previous town.

After walking back for more than twenty miles, Jiaming wanted to sit down and rest, but it was already dawn and the sun was out, burning the ground red and hot. He couldn't sit down any longer, so he continued walking forward. Finally, he saw the town's landmark, but he was grabbed before he could even open his mouth when he entered.

The people who arrested him were all common people walking on the street. After catching him, they threw him to the government office and knocked on the gongs and drums at the door. There was a series of thumps and bangs, and the door opened. The officials inside came into the court. Some were standing, some were sitting, all looking at the door. Jiaming was pushed in by someone, and when he stepped over the threshold, he almost fell, but he did not look back.

If he turned around he would see that the door was blocked.

"How brave! Why don't you kneel when you see me?"

The officer held a piece of black wood in his hand and knocked on the table. The sound of "bang" was so loud that it was almost deafening.

Jiaming knelt down and said, "I have seen the police."

"I am an official appointed by the imperial court. I am your father and mother! What do you know? What kind of official! You are so disrespectful. Come on, give me 20 beatings of the killing stick first!"

The officer was furious and started shouting.

The officers around received the order, shouted, walked forward, raised the sticks in their hands, and hit Jiaming on the back.

There was a series of "bang, bang, bang" sounds, and after that, Jiaming's back was covered in blood, and his flesh was almost stuck to the clothes on the surface. It was only because he changed his clothes before coming here, otherwise, the wound would have been infected.

After the fight was over, the official at the top slowly asked, "Who are those people down there?"

Jiaming replied: "I am a commoner in the mountains."

The official asked again: "Since you are a commoner in the mountains, how dare you come out of the mountains?"

Jiaming said: "I have been taught by my master since I was young, and he asked me to come out of the mountain before he died."

The official sneered, not believing it, and continued to ask casually: "In that case, what are you doing out here?"

Jiaming said: "I came out to go to Kyoto to look for my relatives."

The official asked, "What relatives are you looking for?"

Jiaming said, "I don't know. My master told me that many years ago, I had a jade pendant with me that could be used as evidence. He told me to go and ask around in Kyoto. If anyone sees it and recognizes it, it's probably an old friend."

The official blew on his fingers and asked, "In that case, where is your stuff? Where is it? Can you show it to me?"

Jiaming didn't want to show it to him, so he lowered his head and said, "I didn't bring anything with me because I wanted to travel a long distance and it would be bad if I accidentally damaged it."

The official snorted coldly and said with a smile: "Since you don't want to show it to me, then I will look for it on you. I don't believe that you would not keep such a valuable thing close to your body."

As he spoke, he slapped the wood and shouted to the officers below, "Search for me!"

The officer held Jiaming down and pulled him apart. He found a piece of wood that had been soaked in tree sap and dyed green. The wood looked like a jade pendant. The officer brought it to the official's desk. The official looked down and sneered, "Are you too old to tell the difference between wood and jade? If you want to make connections, you should open your eyes and look. How can you be like this?"

He laughed: "What kind of jade pendant is this?"

Before he finished speaking, the official threw the wood on the table. With a bang, part of the wood was rotten, revealing the part inside that was not stained green by the juice. The official was furious and shouted at Jiaming: "Do you think that replacing the pillars with the beams will work? Do you think that if you hide it from the world, no one will find out about your evil plan? Do you think that others are fools and you can fool them at will?"

Jiaming turned a deaf ear.

The official slammed the table and shouted, "Come here, give me another twenty strokes of the cane!"

There was another series of dull bangs. Jiaming bent his waist and wanted to lie on the ground. However, there were people all around him. These people had eyes on their faces. They would then charge him with contempt of court. They would find trouble for no reason. If there was really something wrong, they would probably find trouble until he died. I'm afraid they would not stop even after his death.

Jiaming straightened his back and shouted, "You filthy official! You filthy official! It's up to you to beat me or kill me! I only ask you, do you have a clear conscience? You filthy little man!"

The official was furious and slammed the table again, shouting, "Why don't you let me beat him? I'll beat him forty times this time! I don't believe he won't die!"

Jiaming laughed and said, "Ha, you've exposed yourself! If you were a good official who was honest and upright, why would you frame others for no reason? If you were an upright and kind person, why would you torture others? If you had no guilt, why did you shout but couldn't explain why? If you had a reason, you would say it out. You said nothing about the evidence, but you were confident about your imagination. What a good official you are!"

You are blind! You are deaf! Your brain is broken! If you are so stupid and incompetent, how can you be a parent official! Are you worthy? Trash! "

The official was mocked in the face, and his anger surged up. He shouted: "How am I not right? I said it clearly! You have entered the court without permission, disrespected your superiors, disregarded the law, and insulted the court officials in court. You are guilty and you deserve to be punished! I have already let you off lightly by not asking you to be executed later!"

Jia Ming laughed and said, "I'm afraid it's not that you don't want to be punished later, but you don't have the right to do so! You hate me so much now, why are you pretending to be magnanimous? You are using the tiger's skin as a banner, do you really think you can use the tiger's power to bully others? Pah! What a dog official."

The official stood up and said angrily: "You traitor, you scoundrel, do you still want me to put the evidence in front of you?"

Jiaming shouted, "Why don't I have evidence? Because you want to kill me but can't come up with real evidence? Because your blind imagination can be used as evidence? Ridiculous! Extremely ridiculous!"

The officer took a deep breath, sat down and said, "Okay, you want evidence, right? I'll give you evidence!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and said to the people around him, "Take out your things."

The man nodded and quickly came out with a small box containing a pile of papers. The official reached out and took a piece of paper and read it aloud, "Everyone, this is the evidence. Listen carefully, or the death row inmate will accuse me of slandering him!"

He shook the paper and said, "On the day of the mayor's wedding, more than 300 people died at the hands of thieves. After examination, only one woman was left. The woman confessed that she saw a strange man who came to the mayor's house for a drink that night. He stood by the small door and strangled her until she fainted..."

The rest was the autopsy report of the corpse and some complaints from local residents. The official was so confused that he slammed the table and shouted to Jiaming:

Isn't this your crime? You are too arrogant! If you didn't come back, it would be fine. But now that you have come back, are you blaming others? Haha! Who is wrong? You have committed a heinous crime, and you still have the nerve to make excuses! Someone, come here!

Put him in jail!"

Jiaming was put into prison.

While he was listening to the official's words, he remembered that there was indeed a woman in pink who was strangled to unconsciousness that night. Thinking about it now, he really regretted his decision. If he had been ruthless and killed the person at that time, this would not have happened. Even if the people from Shaochai Mountain wanted him to come back, they would have asked him to come to the government office, but this would never have been and should not have been the scene.

If he were alone, he could kill more than 300 people. It would be impossible for the people outside to catch him on the road in the first place!

Ultimately, it is compassion that harms people.

The fence-sitters in the world are all like this. When they see a good person, they shout and kill him, but when they see a bad person, they kneel down to him.

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

Jiaming fell into a deep sleep. He finally fell ill because of the injury on his back and the wind blowing from walking on the road for a long time after getting soaked in the stream a few days ago.

My head was hot and I couldn't tell the directions, day or night. I just felt unbearable pain.

Suddenly one day, a woman in pink clothes carrying a vegetable basket staggered to the prison gate of Jiaming. She turned around and smiled, covering her mouth with her hands: "So you have fallen to this point? Hahaha! You deserve it."

Jiaming was awakened by the laughter. He originally wanted to sleep, but after being awakened, he could not fall asleep for a while, especially for some reason, it seemed that there was suddenly a person next door, who sang every morning when he wanted to sleep. The singing made him dizzy and he wanted to rub his head on the ground to relieve the pain and sleepiness. He thought it was quiet, but the person next door started singing. He wanted to sleep, but the person next door started singing.

So annoying.

Jiaming was furious. He stared at the door with wide eyes. He saw that the person in pink clothes was an old acquaintance and sneered, "Oh, who did I think it was? It's you! I'm sorry for not welcoming you. I didn't know you were coming, otherwise, I would have prepared a lot of dead bodies of rats and cockroaches to welcome you. I don't know if you like it or not. If you like it, I'll stuff it into your mouth!

If you don't like it, that's even better. I promise that the first moment you appear in front of me, I will let the dead bodies of those cockroaches crawl all over your clothes! I will tell you not to dare to show off in this outfit! Who else can you show off to? Why me? Are you here to see me make fun of you? Then you found out the news really late. You found out after such a long time, and you are still very proud of yourself, as if you are quite fast.

I don't want to see you, you'd better get out of here as soon as possible, otherwise, I'll catch the mouse and throw it into your eyes!"

The pink-shirted lady covered her mouth and giggled, "Do you think I don't know that you have a grudge? Why do you think I dare to come here? It's all because of you! You, a little girl, haven't you thought clearly why you are here at this time? I saw that you were about to die, and I felt compassion, so I came to find you and wanted to send you off. Since you don't want to meet me, fine, I will definitely come more often."

Jiaming suddenly sensed something strange, frowned and asked, "What did you say?"

He was still a little confused. There was nothing he could do. There were no other prisoners in the room with him, no prison guards patrolling outside the door, and no relatives or friends visiting him. He couldn't ask the people who arrested him, nor could he ask the county magistrate who locked him up here. He knew a little, but not much.

He wouldn't mind listening for a while if there was a chance to learn more.

The pink-shirted lady lowered her hand that was covering her mouth and handed the basket to Jiaming with a smile: "I came here to tell you something, in case you die and become an unjustly killed ghost and seek revenge on me."

Jiaming took the basket suspiciously. Inside were two steamed buns and a bowl of water. He blinked and ate quickly, almost choking himself. But he stared at the pink-shirted woman and asked, "What do you want to say to me? Is there someone else who has caused me to this point? Even if it has something to do with someone else, it must have something to do with you. Don't think I don't hate you just because you're the one who took the blame."

The pink-shirted lady laughed again: "How can you, a man, argue with a little girl like me? I'm here to tell you the truth."

Her voice suddenly became much lower. If Jiaming hadn't been here, he might not have heard what she said: "I am a member of the Tiger Wolf Army of the Tiger Wolf Cave in Qingfeng Mountain. I was guarding the gate there at the time. Who knew that you would find me and beat me unconscious. If my clothes were not messy, I would really doubt whether you did it on purpose."

Jiaming frowned and asked, "They said you were a servant of the mayor's family. Are you?"

The pink-shirted woman smiled and said, "Of course! I'm the one who coordinated the attack from the inside!"

That makes sense.

It's not so easy to knock so many people unconscious and kill them all.

It turned out to be a collaboration between inside and outside.

The mayor's family was caught off guard, so it was understandable that they were unable to react in time, but in the end, no one survived.

The pink-shirted lady smiled and said, "Don't you have any other questions for me?"

Jiaming glanced at her, stepped back a little, sat down, turned over the basket, threw it to her and said, "I roughly know why you came to me. You saw my face that night and wanted to seek revenge on me. After all, I was the one who knocked you unconscious and made you lie on the floor all night. You didn't see me at the mayor's house before, so you could frame me and bring me here."

He paused, thinking that this person came over at this time with another intention, which was to mock him and say that he would be executed later.

The pink-shirted lady smiled and asked, "Anything else?"

Jiaming said, "You came here, first, to laugh at me, second, to tell me that the execution was imminent, and third, to let me know that you were seeking revenge on me and that you are not a good person. To be honest, I knew you were not a good person when I was imprisoned, but I didn't expect you to be such a bad person. It was quite unexpected."

The pink-shirted lady smiled and said, "Young man, why do you have to be so heartless? If you don't mind, I can also give myself to you, as long as you save me from the sea of ​​suffering."

Jiaming laughed: "Who is in the sea of ​​suffering? Speaking of suffering, I think I am suffering more than you now. I didn't even ask you to save me, but you asked me to save you? This is too funny! How can I save you? I am a clay Buddha who can't even save myself when crossing the river, and I still want to save you. I don't want to try my best to drag you down, so just be grateful! It means that I am too lazy to care about you now."

The pink-shirted woman picked up the basket on the ground and asked, "If you come to the day of the autumn harvest, do you think you will still have a chance to care about me?"

This is a bit threatening.

Jiaming laughed and said, "That's even funnier. When that day comes, I'll just be waiting to die."

The pink-shirted lady suddenly looked at Jiaming intently and asked, "Do you really not know what I mean or are you pretending not to know?"

Jiaming closed his eyes and asked, "What if I really don't know? What if I pretend I don't know?"

The pink-shirted woman laughed and said, "If you really don't know, it means you are a fool who is stuck in the mud. There is no need for me to continue to contact you. If you pretend not to know, it means you are pretending to be ignorant just to annoy me. Your annoyance is nothing. I am annoyed by others many times every day, and I don't mind it that much. If I cared about those things, I would have died a long time ago. Don't you really want to know something?"

Jiaming asked: "What else can I know? Didn't you come to me just for those things? Oh, I see, you came here not only for yourself this time, but also for your Tiger and Wolf Army. You Tiger and Wolf Army thought that I was able to escape that night and that I was a useful person, so you wanted to recruit me into your team to be your coolie, a stepping stone, and a scapegoat?

Anyway, it was you who did it. If you rescued me from the execution ground, you would have saved a life, become famous, and gained a blind man who would be loyal to you. After that, you could rest easy and you could also take advantage of the situation to show other bandit forces that you did it. That would be a hundred benefits and no harm. Anyway, when you did it, you didn't consider that you might be punished by the government later.

I think the government is rotten, and probably won't deal with you. If they really deal with you, I don't know how many people will die. It's better to have less trouble than more. Otherwise, they wouldn't have come to me to wait for death. You can save my life, but you can't save my reputation. I know that if I agree to you, I'm afraid I won't be able to clean up in this life.

You really don’t understand me at all.”

The pink-shirted woman laughed and said, "Why should we understand tools? Even if we are slaves, it is not reasonable for the master to understand what the slaves are thinking. You should know yourself. People can see that you are like this. Even if you are pinned to the ground, you will still be unwilling to accept it in your heart. If you are to be accepted, you will only be loyal on the surface. How can you be almost harmless?"

In fact, if we take you in, it will do us all harm and no good. However, our boss thinks you are interesting and can provide fun for the brothers. Saving your life is just a piece of cake. If you are willing, we will help you. If you are not willing, we will not do anything. You can also tell others about what happened today. How many people will believe you? No one will listen to you.

Because when you cursed before, everyone heard it, and it spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and everyone knew about it. After knowing it, their impression of you became worse than before, and no one believed you anymore.

She had made it very clear. Even if they all knew that Jiaming came down the mountain to look for someone, if his reputation was ruined and he found a good person, he would definitely not get involved. If he found a bad person, they would just use each other and nothing good would happen. When they were making trouble, they had already thought so viciously, which was really hateful, but Jiaming really had no choice now.

No matter if he didn't think of a solution or he gave up and didn't plan to think of a solution, he couldn't get himself out now.

"Go away. I don't want to see you anymore."

Jiaming said.

The pink-shirted lady smiled and said, "Well, I'll find a chance to come see you next time when I'm free. Remember the rats and cockroaches you promised me."

Jiaming sneered, "Come on. You don't like it, and you won't like it. Why should I trouble myself for no reason? Who knows how dirty those things are? If the corpse is placed here, it will stink, mold and grow smaller maggots sooner? Disgusting. I won't do such a thing to torture myself. Unless you come at the right time. In that case, it's not my fault. It's your own bad luck."

The pink-shirted woman smiled and said, "Okay."

She said this and left.

Jiaming continued to sleep. When he woke up, he looked at the ceiling and suddenly laughed. He heard singing from next door. He stayed awake until dawn. Finally, he saw the prison guard on patrol and shouted, "Do you know who lives next door to me?"

The jailer looked at him like a madman: "What? There's no one next to you! What are you asking?"

Jiaming was stunned for a moment, then he covered his face and fell to the ground laughing: "Is that so? That's quite funny."

The jailer left quickly as if he was afraid of being infected with madness and bad luck.

For the next three days, although Jiaming kept his eyes open, he did not see any prison guards coming to patrol.

He tried to unlock the door, and the jailer appeared, standing outside the door, looking down at him. Behind him was thick darkness, and under his feet was a mixed stench of snakes, rats, insects, ants, and dry straw. Jiaming lifted his messy hair, only his eyes were slightly white, and looked at the jailer outside the door. The jailer smiled at Jiaming and said, "Don't waste your energy. You can't get out."

Jiaming said: "How do you know if you don't try?"

The jailer laughed and said, "You can't get out even if you try. Do you think there is only one lock here? There is another lock at the end of the corridor. Go up and there is another lock. When you go outside, it is daylight. Do you think you can get out? There are many people watching outside. They will recognize you as soon as you show up. Go further outside and there is another door. It is the main door of the entire prison.

Even if you go out, and there is no one around for ten miles, you will be starving to death because of lack of food, water, and change of clothes and shoes.

If you die here, you still know how to follow the rules. If you go out and are caught once, you will be beaten once. If you are caught a second time, you will be beaten twice as much. If you don't want to be beaten to death by us for violating the rules before we punish you, you'd better behave yourself. Now that I've said this, if you still don't believe it and don't listen to my advice, you will die, and we can't do anything about it.

At most, after you die, they will wrap you up in a tattered mat and throw you into the sea. Of course, they won’t give you a mat, so you can do whatever you want.”

After the jailer finished speaking, he nodded and left.

Jiaming sat in the prison in a daze, and suddenly laughed: "God help me, God help me, how can it be impossible for me to get out? It is clearly possible! It is possible! If I say it is possible, it is possible!"

He looks a little crazier now than before.

The jailers in the distance saw him and didn't dare to approach. Normally, they only came to patrol when he was asleep. Later, when they saw him talking to himself in the open space, they didn't want to come here even when he was asleep. They just took a quick look and ran away.

Jiaming began to try to open the lock. It was difficult, but it was not impossible for him to do so.

If you can't walk out straight, then go underground. Underground passages are always safer than those above ground.

Jiaming caught a mouse and used it to dig a hole in the ground. First, he had to go to the next room, which was indeed an empty room with no one in it. The ground was clean and dry, as if no one had wanted it for a long time. Jiaming looked out of the window here and saw that the sun was shining brightly outside, which was different from the light in his own room. He calculated the direction of the tunnel according to the speed and position of the light.

At night, the prison guards had finished their patrol and went back to wait for their shift change. Jiaming was muttering to himself in his room. His voice was so low that no one could hear it except himself. Even if someone heard the sound, it was as soft as a mosquito's buzz and could not be heard clearly. They were annoyed for a while, but they just felt that they could not fall asleep peacefully by lying on the ground.

But it would be strange if they could sleep peacefully in a place like this.

Jiaming's face, which was particularly pale because he hadn't seen the sun for a while, gradually showed a smile: "At noon, the sun is the hottest and brightest. The prison guards patrolling outside will stand under the eaves to rest because of the sun. The prison guards supervising at high altitudes will turn their heads away because the sun is too strong. They won't see me. If I appear on the ground at this time, they can't do anything to me.

To walk from here to there, I just need to open the door and go out. There is everything outside and I won’t be starving to death for a while. It is better than sleeping here.

The surface of the door is entangled with thorny plants, and there may be poisonous snakes in the plants. However, they cannot risk their own lives to come here. They have to go out too, and it is inevitable that the plants will be moved when opening and closing the door. They just need to wear gloves. They must have a way. Even if there are poisonous snakes in the plants, they can leave without being alarmed. If not, that would be the best.

Some of them had guns and would go out and shoot anyone they saw. However, those guns couldn't shoot far, so as long as I opened the door and went out, they couldn't catch up with me. The tunnel could only be dug to the middle of the ground outside, and no further because there was a door there. If we accidentally dug in the wrong place, someone would die. We could only crawl out halfway, then crawl out on the ground, open the door and leave.

But it might be dangerous for me to go out directly. I have already caught a lot of mice. When the time comes, I will tie their tails together and throw them out of the hole. They will crawl out to attract attention. When they are killed and someone comes to check, I will take the opportunity to go out from here while they are checking in a mess. There is no one inside or outside, so it is a good opportunity.

There is no one in this room. I can come in and go out at will. When they are patrolling and looking over here, I will be here. After they have looked over, I will be in the next room. There is also a roll of soft rope ladder here. It is a rare treasure. If I can't open the door in a short time, I will use this ladder to climb up the door, and then use this ladder to climb down.

This way I won’t get seriously injured from difficult climbs and falls from heights…”

The right time soon came. The sun was very big and the weather was hot. The jailers had come to check and went back. Jiaming drilled into the next room from the rat handling passage, then drilled out from the tunnel in the next room and threw a string of rats out. The rats were found and killed. A group of people came to check. They picked up the dead rats, looked down, and saw a pit of neither big nor small.

They poked their heads into the pit and immediately realized that someone was digging a pit. They wanted to leave, so they sent people to open door after door and came in to check. When the prison guards heard about this, they were shocked and said they didn't know. The people from outside didn't want to explain it to them in detail. They passed by them and rushed into the corridor to check the prison cells on both sides and found that the last two were empty.

The inspector pointed to the empty rooms and asked the jailer, "Were these two rooms empty before?"

The jailer looked at it and nodded. "One of the rooms was empty before we cleaned it up last night because someone died there. That person died miserably, and the room was dirty. It hadn't been cleaned up for a long time. After that, anyone who moved in died within two days. We had no choice but to leave the room empty."

The inspector suppressed his anger and asked, "What about the last room? There should be someone in there! Where is the person? Is that what you think? Where did you patrol?"

The jailer's face turned pale and he was so frightened that he couldn't speak. The inspector angrily threw his sleeves and left.

The jailer reacted and quickly followed the other party, saying wailingly like a little mouse about to be strangled, "We didn't know. It's not that we don't have patrols, but the prisoner is too cunning and scary. He is usually crazy and we thought he would die soon. Every time someone came to see him, he would talk to the empty space and say that someone was singing next door and calling the jailer.

We really didn't mean to let him go, he was too abnormal! No one would do that. He looked at the empty space as if there was really someone there answering his words. He got up alone in the middle of the night and said he was woken up by the noise, and complained to us about the next door, but there was no one next door from beginning to end. He didn't see it when he came in, so he shouldn't know whether there was anyone there or not.

We check every day. Who knows how he got out! ”

“That’s enough!”

The inspector finally couldn't bear it any longer: "You guys didn't do a good job and you still want me to say good things about you in front of others? Ridiculous. You don't want to find a way to make up for your mistakes, but you're still nagging here. Why do you have so much nonsense to say? I wonder how much you can accomplish with all the time you spend talking nonsense! He won't be able to get far by himself. Even if he's a lunatic, so what?

Do you think a madman will be quick? A madman is not clear-headed, but he is not more powerful than you. What are you afraid of?"

The jailer was almost crying with his face flushed, half of his reaction was hasty: "I'm not, he's really scary, the way he looks at people is like looking at dead people, if you don't know, you would think it's me who's going to die, we all..."

"Shut up! Get out! If you keep saying these nonsense around me, don't blame me for being rude to you. I will turn around and tell the county magistrate to see if you die or not! Go out and find someone for me."

The inspector shouted.

The jailer nodded quickly, took the things and ran out, disappearing in a flash, searching everywhere outside.

But they didn't find anyone.

When they opened and closed the locked iron door, repeatedly in the prison was in an uproar. They stared at the open door, thinking that someone would have a chance to be bailed out. However, no one came out. Those who came in were prison guards, and those who went out were still prison guards. They all looked ferocious, with black faces, and seemed very angry.

No one wanted to touch the mold, so they all retreated.

While they were talking nonsense, Leyuan had already run out the door.