The county magistrate was soon invited to the scene by the dexterous soldier. Standing alone in the middle of the crowd, he used his hoarse and deep emotional voice to gush out to the enthusiastic crowd about the dangerous and embarrassing situation of the officers and men at this time, and the terrible consequences if they did not let go of the field. He used his benevolent attitude towards the people he had always been based on, and his own personality as a guarantee. Finally, under his rhetoric and hard persuasion, the crowd began to slowly retreat, and made way for the escorting officers and soldiers.

The hearts of Yan Bing and the soldiers finally fell. Then, with Yan Bing's order, the soldiers escorted the murderer 'Fan Xiaoqi' to the temporary prison in the city.

Fan Xiaoqi was violently pushed into the cell of the humble temporary prison by two tall and strong soldiers. Later, the prison guards put him in handcuffs and locked the cage. After a while, another jailer threw a bowl of rice into him through the crack in the cage.

Fan Xiaoqi sat in a dirty, straw-studded, flea and reptile cage, holding rice and looking at it.

Damn, what kind of rice is this? Not even a dish...... No matter what, you have to be a full ghost when you die.

Immediately, he gulped down the bowl of real 'white rice'.

But just as he had finished his first bowl of prison food and was about to lie down in the straw to sleep, several menacing jailers opened the door and dragged him out.

While resisting, Fan Xiaoqi guessed in a panic.

What are they doing here?...... Do you want to drag me out and behead me now? But, didn't that Yan Bing just say that he wouldn't kill me for the time being?

Since his hands and feet were already in heavy anklet handcuffs at this time, his resistance had no effect. Soon, Fan Xiaoqi was viciously dragged out of the temporary prison by four jailers.

Fan Xiaoqi looked ahead with a flustered expression. He found a dirty and bloodstained prisoner's cart made of wooden sticks, pulled by a horse, parked not far ahead. On either side of the prisoner's cart were a group of straight-chested soldiers in battle armor and armed with blades. At this time, the soldiers were staring at him with fierce eyes.

It turned out that they sent me into a prisoner car, so I still can't die for the time being?

Thinking of this, Fan Xiaoqi's fluttering heart calmed down temporarily. Immediately, he was quickly dragged by several jailers to the side of the prison car, opened the wooden door on the prison car, and locked him inside.

Fan Xiaoqi's neck was stuck above the cage, only enough to get into the neck but not enough to get into the small wooden circle of the head, so that he could only stand obediently in the middle of the cage, unable to move. The heavy and thick handcuffs and ankle cuffs, coupled with the restraint of the small wooden circle of this cage that greatly restricted his freedom, made Fan Xiaoqi feel unpleasant and uncomfortable, and from time to time there was a feeling of pain and soreness everywhere his body was constricted.

After firmly anchoring Fan Xiaoqi in the prisoner car, a soldier quickly stepped on his horse and waved his whip. The horse then pulled the prisoner cart with Fan Xiaoqi and walked slowly forward. The other soldiers around him also took steps and walked forward with the carriage.

This time, without any crowd of people, the escort team arrived at the city gate smoothly. Fan Xiaoqi took a look at the city gate and found that Yan Bing was riding a tall horse and leading a pair of majestic soldiers, waiting in line at the city gate with a serious expression.

Fan Xiaoqi was a capital offense anyway, so he stood in the cage and asked Yan Bing recklessly: "Hey, I said dude, where are you going to send me?"

Yan Bing glanced at him with a little surprise, and then said with a relaxed smile: "Isn't it the same everywhere, aren't you all dead?"

"Let's talk about it! I'm going to die anyway, what are you afraid of me?" Fan Xiaoqi continued to keep a smile, and asked again with a relaxed expression.

Fan Xiaoqi's words seemed to speak to Yan Bing's heart. After pondering for a moment with empty eyes, he looked at Fan Xiaoqi's sad and happy face, and said coldly: "Okay, then I'll tell you." We will escort you to Blackwater, where I will entertain you in my own way. After saying that, he pursed his lips, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Kurosuzuso?...... Where is it?" Fan Xiaoqi looked at Yan Bing's face sideways, puzzled.

"Hehe!" Yan Bing opened his mouth and chuckled.

The soldiers around him also chuckled.

After a while, Yan Bing calmed down the smile on his face, and then said contemptuously: "Where is it?

Immediately, Yan Bing made a forward gesture to the leading horse soldiers. The soldier who took the lead patted the horse's ass lightly and led the team slowly on horseback. The rest of the people followed, walking slowly out of the city with firm steps.

It's a good day, the sun is shining, and it's noon, so it's unusually hot. After a while, the soldiers were unbearable. In view of this, Yan Bing was allowed to rest every three miles of the escort procession, and allowed them to go to the nearby well or by the creek and river to replenish their water. Of course, they will also give Fan Xiaoqi water to drink. It's just that if you take a break...... But he didn't have his share. Fan Xiaoqi could only stand motionless in the prisoner cart while the soldiers were lying comfortably in the shade of a tree, and continued to bask in the fireball-like sun while watching them with blank eyes.

In this way, they went all the way, and when they arrived at the evening, they finally arrived at the 'Ella Town' that Fan Xiaoqi had desperately fled from.

The escort team quickly drove into the city, and marched briskly to a small prison about the size of three basketball courts on the edge of the yamen of 'Ella Town'. After that, the soldiers stopped. Pulled Fan Xiaoqi out of the prison cart and escorted him to the 'Ella Town Prison'.

Not long after entering the prison, a cold and damp, with a bit of musty smell, rushed towards Fan Xiaoqi and the soldiers. The soldiers' expressions were indifferent, they must have been used to it. However, Fan Xiaoqi endured the scorching sun all the way, and the soreness, pain, and itching in a state of severe restraint, so after Fan Xiaoqi walked out of the cage and entered the prison, he felt much more relaxed and happy.

It's so cool, it's so cool! I finally don't have to roast the sun in that goddamn cage!

With this perverted mood, Fan Xiaoqi was held by two strong soldiers and walked towards the depths of the prison cell.