In the dungeon, a light is like a bean, and the space is dim.

Because there is no light all year round, even the air I breathe is clammy and cold, and even has the fishy smell of blood and the rancid smell of feces.

The ground was covered with filthy firewood and grass, and on the pile of firewood and grass against the wall lay a young man in disheveled clothes, stiff and motionless from the cold.

In a room outside the dungeon, a couple of plates were on a shabby table, and two bandits were drinking a small drink. From time to time, I also looked through the wooden fence of the dungeon to see the boy lying on the firewood and grass.

"Scarhead, you said this kid wouldn't be dead, right? It's been five or six hours since last night, and it hasn't moved. The older bandit took a sip of his wine, wiped his mouth and said to the other bandit.

"It's okay, it's just faint. Can't die! The bandit called Scarhead replied.

Another bandit said uneasily: "Let's go over and take a look, this is a thousand taels of silver!" ”

The two bandits opened the cell door, walked up to the young man, kicked him twice and shouted, "Boy, wake up!" Don't fucking play dead! ”

The young man on the ground is named He Zhiyuan, or Sun Wenguo. At this time, He Zhiyuan was pierced by the soul of Sun Wenguo, a modern person, and one body has the memories of two people.

He Zhiyuan felt someone kick him, his body moved, he turned over again, his eyes opened slightly, and his mind gradually cleared.

Seeing that he was not dead, the two bandits left the cell and continued to drink.

Sun Wenguo was in a car accident on the way to self-drive, and all three members of his family were killed. After the crash, he felt like he was floating in the air and could clearly see the scene of the crash. The memories of my life are as vivid as a movie, and the memories are extremely clear. Then he felt that he had come to a long tunnel, and in the distance was a bright opening, and he tried to walk towards it. When he reached the entrance of the cave, there was a dazzling white light in front of him, and then there was no memory.

When he woke up again, he saw the dungeon in front of him, and then He Zhiyuan's memories all flooded into his mind, so he knew that he had crossed over!

But now he is in prison as a meat ticket, with his hands and feet tied. What can you do even if you cross over? Could it be that the beginning is a dead end? The memory of the owner of this body told him that it was the first month of the thirteenth year of Hongzhi in the Ming Dynasty, and his family lived in Hejia Village, Juzhou. Bandits came to the village late last night, and the bandits climbed over the wall and entered the house directly, knocked him unconscious and tied him here.

His family has more than 100 acres of land, a cow, a long-term worker, and a maid. He was a small landowner in the village, and his life was quite wealthy, and his father was selected by the government as the head of the village. lived a small life of "a cow on fifty acres of land, a hot pit for wives and children".

And he is the only son in the family, fifteen years old this year. Since childhood, he has lived a worry-free life, and at the age of seven he went to a private school to study, with excellent grades, and he was admitted to the middle school last year and became the only talent in this village.

How do you know that there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, last year there was a big flood, and the reservoir that had just been repaired in the east of the village burst its embankment. Not only were the houses washed down, but more than half of the more than a dozen stones of grain were also washed away. The long-term worker quit, and the cattle were sold. The maid had nowhere to go, He Shaoyun and his wife were kind-hearted and did not let her go, and stayed at home and lived a miserable life.

The whole village suffered from this catastrophe, but not a single grain of tax grain from the government was missing. The villagers had no choice but to delay again and again, and the grain chief Qi Hongfu and the officials of the government had come to urge him many times, and threatened to arrest people if he did not pay the grain.

Yesterday morning, Qi Hongfu came to urge grain with the servants, the whole village still owes more than 100 stone of grain, and last year all households were out of production in the field, where can they afford to pay taxes and grain? So the officials took the lead in resisting the payment of taxes and grains on the grounds that the lieutenant chief took the lead in resisting the payment of taxes and grain, and they arrested his father without saying anything.

That night, the Ma Qishan bandits, who had already stepped on a good point, entered the house late at night, and beat He Zhiyuan unconscious and kidnapped him without finding the head of the household. It's really a blessing, and the disaster is not a one-way street!

While he was thinking wildly, the cell door opened, and the two bandits walked in and said, "Boy, our boss is invited, come with us." ”

After saying that, they pulled him up, covered his eyes with a black cloth, and the two led him out of the cell. One of the bandits said as he walked, "Hey! This kid doesn't cry or make trouble, he has guts. ”

After a while, He Zhiyuan was taken to the bandits' hall. After the black cloth from his eyes was removed by the bandits, he closed his eyes for a while to get used to it, and then first saw a big man with thick eyebrows and a black face sitting on the main seat, with a full face and beard, and about thirty years old. There was also a short, black, thin, and obscene-looking man next to him, who was also about thirty years old.

There were seven or eight minions standing on either side of the two of them, holding swords, and they all looked at He Zhiyuan with fierce eyes, like a pack of hungry wolves looking at a poor lamb.

He Zhiyuan thought to himself, how many of you bandits want to use this formation to intimidate me? Hum! No way! Hengzhu just died again, instead of being frightened, trembling, and being looked down upon by them, it was better to be calm and calm, even if the ticket was torn up, he walked like a man.

Thinking of this, he stared at the black-faced man on the main throne with his eyes and asked, "You are the big boss, Ji Chao, who is nicknamed the Wind Chasing Whip?" ”

"Boy, have guts! I'm Ji Chao. Do you know my name at a young age? The black-faced man asked.

"The big boss of Ma Qi Mountain, who in the nearby village doesn't know. Back then, you killed the chief who forced your wife and daughter-in-law to death, and since then you have fallen into the grass in Maqi Mountain. He Zhiyuan coped carefully, trying to think of a way to get out in his heart, although he was determined to die, but survival was still his primary goal.

"You're right, the chief of the grain should be killed among the wicked who persecuted the people! I heard that your family has 100 acres of land, and you are a wealthy family in your village, and your father is also a chief. Therefore I ask you to go up to the mountain and borrow a thousand taels of silver from your house. Saying that, Ji Chao instructed his minions to bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and said: "Today, you have to write a letter to my parents at home on my behalf, and say that you will take a thousand taels of silver to redeem people, otherwise you will tear up the ticket in three days!" ”

When He Zhiyuan heard that he wanted a thousand taels of silver, he said in his heart, these bandits are really cunning! A hundred acres of land is worth a thousand taels of silver, and they have calculated correctly. But his father was arrested by the government, and he also negotiated with his mother to sell land for grain to save his father. If it was given to the bandits, the father would not have been able to save it. So he couldn't write the letter anyway.

Thinking of this, he said: "Now my father is in prison for taking the lead in resisting the payment of taxes and grain, and my mother and I are discussing selling land for grain to help the whole village pay the taxes and grain, and redeem our father." Therefore, my family can't take out a thousand taels of silver, and even if I sell the land, I have to redeem my father first, so I can't write this letter!"

Chu Ying, the second master sitting next to Ji Chao, heard He Zhiyuan say this, and shouted at him viciously: "Boy, if you don't write, I'll tear you up now!" ”

After speaking, he instructed the bandits on both sides: "Pull this kid out and cut him down, and send his head to his house!" Let the landlord's wife see his good son! ”