Chapter 8 The Evil Beggar Escapes From Prison (Revision)
That night, Fang Dou slept soundly and dreamed.
In his dream, he saved enough money, bought a sharp kitchen knife and an iron pot, and made a hearty stir-fry, including stir-fried vegetables, stir-fried bacon, and stir-fried eggs.
When I fell asleep, my saliva was flowing down!
In the main hall, the rooster was tied with a red rope on her feet, and looked at the stone statue in the darkness.
Old thief, what trick are you doing?
In any case, since I have encountered it, I have to intervene.
I'll take care of this stupid monk.
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The deepest part of the prison in the city is the death row. The fences are covered with solid wood with iron sheets and copper nails. Not to mention living people, even crazy bulls can't be knocked away.
In the death row, a middle-aged man in ragged clothes, with messy hair and a full body of dirt.
The evil beggar Guo San, who was talking about the people in the city after dinner during this period, was this evil beggar leader.
This person has learned a good job in fist and relied on his desperate ability to fight and fight, and took beggars from all over the city as his subordinates.
Usually, Guo San brought a group of stinky beggars to block shops on the street and ask for money, but everyone avoided it. The shop owner could only spend money to avoid disaster.
In private, Guo San secretly abducted children from other places and handsome boys and girls, sold them to brothels as husbands, prostitutes, and their hands and feet were flexible, and they were trained to steal.
During this period, they also abducted women and sold them to remote and remote areas, and used them as wives for a bachelor who could not afford to marry a wife. If they were not convinced, they would be beaten to death.
There is also a tragic and evil thing that is angered by both humans and gods, called Caisheng and Folding.
The trafficked children were not outstanding in appearance, were slow to react, and were not very flexible in their hands and feet, so they became disabled and sent to the streets to beg for begging.
Guo San's subordinates were extremely cruel, either digging out their eyes with a red-burned iron spoon to create blind children; or cutting off their hands and legs, allowing the victim to crawl on the street to beg for begging.
What's more, soaking with various secret medicines makes the hands and feet of abducted children deformed, and disgusting lumps grow on their skin, and they are sent to a curious circus to sell their art.
It is said that after the outbreak of this case, it not only shocked the whole county, but also the master of the prefecture knew about it.
There are more than 300 victims who come to the yamen to report.
According to the confession of the arrested accomplice, there was also the victim who found the child and wanted to leave. However, he was caught by Guo San and his men. He tortured him and killed him. The family threw him into a mass grave.
All kinds of evil things that are not tolerated by nature, even when Lao Xingming from the county government saw them, his hands were trembling with anger.
Originally, with Guo San's evil deeds, it was more than enough to commit suicide by rebelling from Lingchi.
But for some reason, the county magistrate reported to the Ministry of Justice and finally sentenced him to death.
Tomorrow is the day when Guo San beheads.
The autumn wind is bleak, and not far from the county jail, it is the most empty place in the market. A high platform has been built with beheaded wooden stakes on it.
Just wait until noon tomorrow, when the ghost-headed sword falls, Guo San will bend the head to the ground.
A jailer carried a food box and walked to Guo San's death cell to put it down.
"Guo San, I've had a dead end!"
Inside the food box, there are roast chicken, elbows and fish, along with a plate of green vegetables, three meats and one vegetable, which is a typical combination of "dead rice".
Guo San's body, which was huddled in the straw pile, suddenly moved, rushed to the fence, and reached out to lift the food box.
"brute!"
Seeing that he was quick and fierce in appearance, the prison guard felt disgusted and took a few steps back one after another, "Eat slowly, and you'll get on the road tomorrow!"
Guo San lifted his hair away and showed a fierce face. He sneered and said to himself, "Yes, get on the road!"
He stretched out his hand and knocked over three meat dishes. He only picked up the vegetables and poured them into his mouth. He chewed them a few times and swallowed them. Then he grabbed the pointed white rice, squeezed them for a few times and swallowed them all.
“Let’s go tonight!”
Guo San was half full, and he didn't even look at the overturned roast chicken meat. He leaned against the wood, his eyes looked like hungry wolf, looking at the deep prison passage.
On the wall at the end of the passage, a "prison god" is enshrined in the shrine, with fruits, white meat and rice in front of it.
In the past, the god of prison was in the shrine, enjoying the incense.
But today is different. The statue of the Prison God has cracks for some reason. In the afternoon, someone asked him to go out to repair it. The shrine was empty and the red cloth mountain was used.
After delivering the meal, the jailer walked to the shrine, and the other jailer gathered at the square table, drinking and rock-scissors.
"Missy, have you finished delivering the meal?"
Several older jailers joked about him that delivering food to Guo San is not a good job. These old fryers refused to do it and pushed it to the young and energetic mistress.
The mistress shook her head, "Don't mention it, she's just a beast!"
"Whether beasts or evil people, I can't escape the slash of the head on the court tomorrow."
"Come on, drink some wine and soften your body!"
The little third son picked up the wine bowl, and the green wine inside settled the residues carried by the ants, shook his head and drank them all.
"My brothers, why do I always feel that it's so cold tonight."
The mistress looked around, "It's just now that autumn is just coming, and it's not as cold as the winter is coming!"
A few old fried dough sticks looked at each other a few times, laughed and pointed to the shrine behind them, "Today, the Prison God is not here, and no one suppresses the resentment in the prison. It is normal for you to feel a chill on your spine."
"Don't worry, if you can't repair the statue tomorrow, the prison will not be so cold."
The mistress thought about it and started drinking and playing tricks with her companions.
Deep in the deadlock, Guo San suddenly opened his eyes. He finally recovered his energy and waited for the right opportunity.
"Here you come!"
Guo San stood up, unbuttoned the belt around his waist, and shook in the wind. It turned out to be a black dog skin.
He entered the death row and was plundered by the jailer, but he was left with this black dog skin.
In order to leave this black dog skin, Guo San offered to offer several places where gold and silver were hidden, and then he reported the jailer's greedy appetite.
But all of this is worth it.
This black dog skin is Guo San's chassis.
He never eats meat because he practices a magic trick, which requires vegetarianism and requires all living beings to eat vegetarian food. Once he breaks the problem of eating meat, the magic will be broken.
When the opportunity came today, the Prison God was invited out of the death row and finally could cast his spells.
Guo San shook the black dog's skin, bit his fingertips, made several gestures, and wrote a rune in blood.
"The method of animal face, get up!"
The next moment, the black dog skin squirmed, as if he opened his mouth and swallowed Guo San in.
Guo San's body slowly wriggled under the black dog's skin, and lost weight inch by inch until it finally turned into a real black dog.
This black dog has both cruel eyes, just like Guo San.
"Aowoo!"
The black dog spread out its four claws, turning into a black shadow, rushing into the deep fellow path.
The jailers who were drinking suddenly put down their wine bowls, "How can you hear the barking of dogs?"
"No!"
The mistress turned around, suddenly her pupils dilated and she screamed.
"ah!"
"Wow wow!"
The black dog rushed up and bit the little three-minded son's throat. Then he rushed and tore it open, immediately tearing the little three-minded son's throat.
The mistress covered her throat, but couldn't stop the blood from rushing like a spring, and she staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground.
"What a vicious dog!"
Several older jailers knew that the situation was not good when they saw the black dog.
The establishment of the Prison God was originally intended to suppress the tricks of ghosts in prison. It should be noted that prisoners who violated the law often commit evil deeds by magic. If there is no Prison God suppression, they are likely to escape from prison.
"Draw your sword!"
A jailer walked to the wall and took out the waist knife hanging on the wall. Before he could pull out the knife, the black dog rushed forward and bit off his palm.
"This is not an ordinary mad dog!"
Ordinary wild dogs can at most bite people into blood and blood. They don’t have such a terrifying biting force, even bite off their skin, flesh and bones.
The black dog grabbed the handle of the waist knife and shook his head hard, and the sharp blade light was unsheathed.
"Hurry up and beat the drum and gong, there is a demon who can escape from prison!"
The prison guard who spoke, as soon as he opened his mouth, his head was cut off with a flash of sword light in front of him.
The black dog was extremely ferocious, holding a sharp steel knife in his hand, jumping up and down. Although there were many prisoners, there was no resistance at all.
A moment later, the jailer was killed.
The black dog landed on the ground and shook a few times. Guo San slowly stood up wearing black dog skin, holding a bloody waist knife in his hand.
"Good knife!"
Guo San stroked the steel knife, and the waist knife equipped by the jailer was made by the government. The steel mouth was excellent. When it fell into the hands of the masters, there was no need for a second knife to kill people.
The jailer on the ground, his bodies were lying in a large pool of blood.
In the death row behind him, hysterical shouts rang out, "Let me out!"
Guo San's eyes flashed with madness and viciousness, and he looked at the key hanging on the wall.
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There were panic screams in the county town.
Chapter completed!