Hearing Chu Tianming's words, Yang Fan was dumbfounded, he didn't know that there were so many ways in this, and he didn't believe that Chu Tianming could change the judicial decision.

In Yang Fan's astonishment, several heavily armed policemen walked in, and then first handcuffed Yang Fan, and then smashed shackles and leg irons.

Seeing them so excited, Yang Fan's heart sank, "Could it really be that there has been a change, and Chu Tianming and his gang want to kill me?"

Before Yang Fan could think about it, several policemen directly took Yang Fan to the death row.

In order to prevent Yang Fan from escaping or committing suicide, the prison also specially found two prisoners for Yang Fan to accompany him and do mental work for him.

The next day, the prison issued a notice to Yang Fan, saying that because Yang Fan did not obey the discipline during the period of reprieve from death, and often beat other prisoners, causing three deaths and many injuries, the court decided to commute Yang Fan's death sentence. Executed after 10 days.

There are many people who have been transferred from the death penalty to a suspended death sentence, but few have been sentenced to death.

When Yang Fan heard the news, it was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, he also thought that he could be reformed well, stay here for more than ten years, and then go out to see Xiao Xing, but now he is dead cut off his back road.

"Hey, if I knew this, I should have found a way to find the tunnel of Miyamoto Hashiichi and escape. Yang Fan sighed.

I heard Yang Fan's sigh. One of the prisoners guarding him trembled with fear. He had already heard of Yang Fan's notoriety, and now he had to stay with Yang Fan for ten days, which was harder for him than going to prison.

"If this bully tries to pull a few people on his back, I'm out of luck. He said silently in his heart, and then saw Yang Fan set his eyes on him.

"What's your name. Yang Fan was very unhappy, but he had nowhere to vent, so he wanted to chat with the two of them.

"Uncle, my name is Dai Kaiji, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a one-year-old child, don't kill me. The prisoner immediately fell to his knees in fright and begged for mercy.

"Which one is this?" Yang Fan suddenly became depressed, and he asked, "Is this so terrifying?"

The prisoner looked at Yang Fan's face and nodded.

"I, you won't see clearly, you've been in prison for a few years, don't you know who I am. Yang Fan said loudly.

"I've been here for three years, and it's only when I've heard about you that I'm afraid. Dai Kaiji said tremblingly.

"Forget it, it's really boring to stop talking to you. Yang Fan twisted his head to the side, and suddenly he turned his head again and asked, "You have been in prison for three years, your child is one year old, is your child your own?"

"Why not? It was born to my wife. Dai Kaiji's face is innocent.

Yang Fan was completely defeated by his innocence.

"What's your name?" Yang Fan asked another prisoner.

"Lao Tzu's name is Guo Maoyan, others are afraid of you, but Lao Tzu is not afraid of you. As soon as the man heard Yang Fan ask him, he immediately stood up and said angrily.

Yang Fan looked at Guo Maoyan, who was wearing glasses and a portrait of a scholar, and was even more surprised. "What's going on today? ”

"Come on, come and kill me. Guo Maoyan tore open his shirt and shouted at Yang Fan while patting his thin hemp pole figure.

"Neuropathy. Yang Fan simply ignored the two and climbed to the ground to sleep.

Yang Fan was asleep, but the other two were really restless.

Guo Maoyan slapped his chest and scolded loudly: "Come on, don't you people just want me to die, you broke my ribs, knocked me unconscious, forcibly pressed my handprint, and now you want to take the opportunity to kill me, okay, come on, Lao Tzu is not afraid of anything." ”

Dai Kaiji was muttering in a low voice: "It seems that something is wrong? I have been in prison for three years, and my child is one year old." I do the math. ”

Then Dai Kaiji sat on the ground and lifted his fingers, "No, no." Dai Kaiji's head shook like a rattle, "The child is not mine." ？”

"Wow wow. Dai Kaiji grinned and cried.

Yang Fan immediately had a headache, and he knew that it was better not to talk to these two people, but as a result, one became nervous and the other cried.

"I didn't let Lao Tzu sleep. Yang Fan finally couldn't hold it back, got up from the ground, and then pointed at the two, "What are you crying for?"

"I found out that the child was not mine. Dai Kaiji is still crying.

"What's wrong?" Yang Fan said.

"The child is not mine. Dai Kaiji burst into tears.

Yang Fan knew from the conversation just now that Dai Kaiji was a little stupid, so he said: "Why is it not yours, I'll calculate it for you, you have been in prison for three years, my child is one year old, if you are in prison for the second year, the child is zero years old." You were in prison for the first year before your child became pregnant. What's wrong?"

"Yes?" Dai Kaiji grinned.

But after a while, he felt that something was wrong, so he crawled in the corner and raised his fingers.

Seeing that he was comforted, Yang Fan asked Guo Maoyan again: "What do you have to complain about, what are you crazy about here?"

"Lao Tzu's grievances are big, can you manage it?" Guo Maoyan said angrily.

"Interesting, let's hear it. Yang Fan crossed his legs and sat on the ground.

"You are interested in listening, Lao Tzu still doesn't want to say it. Guo Maoyan turned his face away and sat on the ground with his back to Yang Fan.

"Donkey temper. Yang Fan was not angry, and sat aside with a smile.

As time passed, seven days had passed, and there were three days left.

Yang Fan's heart was already under pressure at this time, he felt that his mood was getting worse and worse, and his temper was getting worse and worse.

Several times he wanted to stand up and shout, but every time he could think of the story in the Buddhist scriptures, Yang Fan thought that if he wanted to die, he would also die decently and not leave a bad impression on others.

For this reason, when he was irritable, Yang Fan sat up cross-legged, and then recited the "Dizang Sutra" to relieve the depression in his heart.

"Amitabha. Master Likong didn't know when he came to the outside of the death cell, he saw that Yang Fan was not manic, and he was still reciting Buddhist scriptures, so he sighed in his heart.

Yang Fan heard the Buddha's name, his eyes opened, and he saw Master Kong.

"Master, why are you here? Yang Fan hurriedly ran to the iron fence.

"Kid, I'm coming to see you. Master Likong let out a long sigh, when he knew the news that Yang Fan was suddenly commuted, he immediately moved up and down, originally he thought that with his own face, he would not let Yang Fan die, but when the people who promised him made a phone call, they all regretted prevarication.

Master Likong knew that Yang Fan would not escape death this time, so he came to the prison and asked someone to come to see Yang Fan.

"Master, I'm sorry, I can't help you find scriptures in the future. Yang Fan's tears flowed.

"Good boy," Master Empty felt sour, "I don't have anything else to say, I'll read you a scripture." ”

With that, Master Likong put his hand on Yang Fan's head and began to recite the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra.

Contemplation of the Bodhisattva. It takes a long time to sow wisdom in the depths of Nai. See that the aggregates are empty.

Surely the bitterness will be removed. Bodhi. The color is not different from the emptiness. Empty and not discolored.

Color is emptiness. Emptiness is color. Knowing what to do. The same is true.

Bodhi. It is the phase of emptiness. Immortal and immortal. Not dirty, not clean.

A passage of the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra has only a few numbers, but when the empty master recites it, like the sound of heaven, Yang Fan sits cross-legged on the ground, his palms are folded, and his troubles disappear.

Guo Maoyan also seemed to be a learned person, he listened to Master Kong's chanting, and also sat cross-legged on the side with peace of mind, listening carefully to Master Kong's teachings.

Master Likong finished reading, then got up and left, "Yang Fan, when you are tortured, I won't come to see you off, I will recite the scriptures for you in the Great Sea Temple, and send you all the way west." ”

"Master Xie. Yang Fan saluted behind Master Kong.

Master Likong didn't stop and walked out directly, and at the same time, two lines of clear tears flowed down his face.

After Master Kong left, Yang Fan's mood was much better, since this was the case, why bother thinking about it.

It's just that Yang Fan still has a lot of worries in his heart, so he can't die with peace of mind, so he silently recites the names of Xiao Xing and others in his heart, and recites scriptures and prays for them.

"Whoosh. A small dark shadow emerged and crawled through the crack in the iron bar.

Yang Fan saw that it was the pangolin.

"Why are you here? Pangolin said.

As soon as Yang Fan turned around, he saw Guo Maoyan and Dai Kaiji staring at the pangolin curiously, so he walked next to the two people, split into two points, and slashed at the necks of the two, and the two immediately fainted.

"I'm locked up here, I can't get out, how did you come here?" Yang Fan asked.

"I swore that I couldn't go until you let me go, or I would be punished by Mother Earth. The pangolin looked aggrieved.

"I see. Yang Fan sighed, he thought that he was about to die, and he couldn't let the pangolin be trapped here anymore, so he said: "You are free now, you can go wherever you want, be careful not to be caught." ”

"What's wrong with you?" the pangolin sensed that something was wrong with Yang Fan.

"I'm going to die. Yang Fan said.

"Ah!" The pangolin listened to Yang Fan's words and immediately understood what was going on, so it comforted: "I'll dig a tunnel for you to run." ”

"Digging a tunnel, how to dig in only three days, can you do it?" Yang Fan also knew that it was impossible.

"Don't be afraid, I've met a very powerful big brother recently, and he has a bunch of subordinates, so I'll beg him. With that, the pangolin twisted around and walked out of the iron fence.

"No, come back and talk to me. Yang Fan shouted repeatedly.

But the pangolin ran away without a trace, and it didn't hear Yang Fan's words at all.

"Awesome big brother, hey, no matter how powerful you are, you can't save me. Yang Fan sighed and began to chant the scriptures again.