Chapter 22: Escape from Death Row

South of Ezhou City, Inspection Division.

Like the deep night of splashing ink, the lanterns hanging high on the gatehouse are dim like fireflies, and the huge stone lions on both sides are glowing with green and cold light, showing their teeth and claws, and their faces are hideous, showing the power and majesty of the high.

From time to time, small groups of officers and soldiers patrolled back and forth within the high walls. Since the Lei Fang dispatched personnel to strengthen its defense three days ago, the already heavily guarded inspection department can be described as "one post in three steps, and one sentry in five steps."

The most densely distributed Minggang and dark posts are a low brick and stone bungalow in the northwest corner. This humble house is the prison where the inspectors are held.

As soon as you enter the iron gate, it is a corridor that turns four right angles and five gates one after another. Crossing the five gates, dozens of cells lined up on both sides were held on all kinds of crimes.

The cell was filled with the sounds of pain, despair, mania, and fear, as well as the smell of stench, dampness, rancidity, and blood.

At the end of the walk and then turn at a right angle, there is a windowless stone room, divided into more than ten rooms by arm-thick iron bars, which is a special place for holding death row prisoners who are felons.

The pony and his party of five are now on this dark death row.

There was a lone lamp hanging in the gloomy cell, and at a broken table behind the door, two jailers drank cold dishes, and there was no gossip about a word.

Compared with the noisy moaning, crying and screaming of the prison outside, the death row where outlaws are held many times seems cleaner and more comfortable.

Of course, this is the obvious exception at this moment.

"Boom ......"

The fence wall made of iron bars was smashed again, and the dim oil lamps were affected, and the flames jumped violently.

"Lei Fang, you turtle bastard, there is a kind of letting grandpa out, monk, I don't peel you and cramp in vain as a Buddhist disciple......"

The angry screams exploded like a thunderbolt on death row, coming from the innermost part.

The monk started again, rested for a while and scolded for a while, tossed for almost two hours and did not stop, starving him for a few days tomorrow, to see if he still had the strength. A fat-faced, round-bellied jailer spat out a bone and muttered impatiently.

Another elderly jailer opened his drunken eyes and waved his hand to persuade: "These are all devils who kill people without blinking, and I heard that they wiped out dozens of people in the Ezhou Branch like cutting melons in an instant, which one can you and I can afford to provoke? If he makes trouble, he will make trouble, and no one will pay attention to him, and he will stop when he is tired of scolding." ”

"Hmph, even if the king of heaven enters this prison door, he has to be at my mercy. The fat jailer said with a disdainful face, "You and I have been in charge of this place for nearly ten years, and the thieves who killed people and overstole goods, the dignitaries who dismissed their posts, and the ruffians and hooligans who were rampant...... Who hasn't seen it? Let him be tough in every way, and he will not be obedient after a lynching?"

The old jailer smiled: "I have been here for more than 20 years, and I have only gained knowledge since Brother Hu came. Under your care, in the past ten years, these prisoners have come and gone in prison, and the amount of silver that these prisoners have paid for is also four or five thousand taels. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have thought that a little jailer would have such majesty, and it's no wonder that you were excused from the two transfers. ”

"Although the jailer is not an official position, you and I know the benefits of it. This prison is my money hole, and I don't make any money with white flowers, and I go to provide for an errand, am I not crazy?" Speaking of this, the fat jailer took a sip of the wine in the toast and said angrily, "It's hateful to say, I have hinted a few times in the explicit, but these people are just pretending to be stupid and not pulling out a dime. At that old age, I thought that I knew each other, and I had the meaning of giving courtesy, but I was secretly dissuaded by the cunning boy. ”

The old jailer refilled a glass of wine for him, frowned, and said, "I think that person is extraordinary, I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult to deal with." ”

"Can such a cheap bone be as hard as my eighteen torture instruments? Wait until I am full of food and drink, so that he will know how powerful I am. ”

Shanyuan smashed and scolded angrily, and found that there was still no movement in front of him, looked at the pony in the opposite cell, and asked in a low voice: "Pony, does your trick work? I can't stay for a moment in this ghost monk." ”

"Bear with me a little longer, I guess it's almost over. The pony looked thoughtfully at the figure swaying around the corner in front of him.

Two hours ago, the old jailer threw a bowl of gruel and two nests for each of them as usual, and went to the front to eat, drink and chat with the fat jailer.

"It's been three days. The pony picked up the bowl and put it down, whispering.

That night, he came to the Inspection Division with Lei Fang in the Ezhou Branch. Perhaps he was frightened by the punch of good fate, Lei Fang was polite before, saying things such as "where the duty is, you should do your best", "I hope to forgive you for the time being", and also allowed Mr. Di to write a letter, promising to send someone to the Wuchang branch when the sky is bright.

After the pony and others cooperated to hand over their weapons and bags, they were directly sent to death row and taken into custody.

They hadn't left since they were on death row, and Lei Fang hadn't shown up or assigned anyone to interrogate anything. Except for the fat jailer who came twice or three times to ask for benefits, and the old jailer who gave each of them a bowl of gruel that counted a few grains of rice and two black and hard nests every morning and evening, no one else showed up here.

Enduring hunger, cold and extremely bad smells, he survived peacefully for three days in this dark place, which indeed confirmed his previous suspicion - Lei Fang secretly colluded with that group of mysterious people to destroy the Golden Lion Dart Game.

The reason why none of them showed up was because there was no need for it - the white jade wolf eagle had fallen into their hands, and Di Ren was trapped on death row again - as long as Pony and the others could never leave death row, it would be over.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ma couldn't help frowning: he chose to compromise in the Ezhou Branch and not clash head-on with the officers and soldiers, even if he could temporarily avoid the catastrophe of the Golden Lion Dart Bureau, but it was useless after all. One more day in prison would make the situation at the Golden Lion Game very dangerous. To resolve this crisis, only by letting Mr. Di convene the five major dart games to resist the strong enemy, can he have a few chances of winning.

If you want to leave this place, it's not impossible to break through, but it is inevitable that there will be a vicious fight, which is quite unfavorable to the Golden Lion Dart Bureau, not to mention that since Lei Fang and that group of mysterious people are secretly colluding, once they fight, they will definitely get the news, and it is impossible to leave quietly and win by surprise.

Shanyuan took a bite of the nest, and finally couldn't help asking: "What is the reason why that dog official of Lei Fang detained us here and ignored it?

"The truth has come out, and it's time for us to leave. The pony said slowly.

"That's very good. Good karma was overjoyed, and then asked a little blankly, "The truth?

"Haven't you figured it out that Lei Fang is in cahoots with that mysterious man to kill us? ”

"Isn't that all conjecture?"

"At the time, it was indeed speculation, but now it seems that the matter is inseparable. Seeing that the good karma was still unknown, Pony sighed and said, "If it weren't for the collusion between that mysterious force and the Thunder Fang, we are afraid that we will not be able to sit here for two days, and they will be killed in prison." And if Lei Fang really arrested us for the bloody case of the Ezhou Branch, how could he not examine and interrogate us? Since he trapped us on death row and ignored us, it was naturally instructed by someone, and this person was very likely to be the leader of that mysterious force. ”

Shanyuan stood up violently and said, "Since this is the case, what are you waiting for, and the killing will go out, and then you will do something." ”

Xiao Ma shook his head and said: "If you want to fight in the Ezhou branch on the same day, why bother to suffer these few days in vain? If we want to gather the strength of the five major dart games to fight against the mysterious organization, it is natural that we can buy as much time as possible, so we can only sneak out quietly." ”

"But this is very difficult, I have counted when I came in, we have to go through seven or eight gates to get outside, we have to go out, naturally it will take a lot of effort, it will inevitably alarm the guards. Murong Yuxin said.

Pony laughed, "The jailer has the key around his waist, and if he can get it, why would it be difficult to leave?" ”

"The jailer has a fat head and big ears like a pig, and he is alert, and I see that he always walks in the middle of the aisle, just to beware of being hacked, and if you want to take the key, I am afraid that it will not work. Di Ren said.

"He has asked for benefits several times without success, and he has already resented us, and he will not give up just by stirring up the anger in his heart, and then it will be our chance to get out. The pony said confidently.

Shanyuan said: "Then when he comes to ask for a bribe again, he will be ashamed and angry." ”

"Waiting is not the way to lure him over. ”

A moment later, the angry shouts of good karma exploded like a thunderbolt on death row......

After tossing like this for two hours, the fat jailer was also seven or eight minutes drunk at this time, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, picked up a three-foot-long iron rod, and staggered over. The old jailer carried the oil lamp and followed in small steps.

"What are you clamoring about? Do you want to rebel? Eat the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard? Look at Hu Ye if you don't pick your skin. ”

The fat jailer approached with a curse, and the iron rod "clanged" on the fence.

"A pig-like pickled idiot is also worthy of showing off his might in front of your monk grandfather, phew. Shanyuan spat on the fat jailer's face with a mouthful of phlegm and glared angrily.

"You, you...... Dead bald donkey, you are impatient to live, Hu Ye will let you know what life is better than death. The fat jailer pointed at the good fate, and the fat face was distorted by excessive anger.

"You turtle grandson bastard, useless bastard, even if you have any means, if I frown as a monk, I will be called a hero in vain. ”

The fat jailer was furious, took the key from his waist, and was about to open the door.

The old jailer hurriedly grabbed him and persuaded: "Hu Ye is angry, don't fall into that trap, if you want to rectify him, why do you need to open the prison door and pour some water on him, so that his skin will open and his flesh will bloom, and he will not want to live." ”

The fat jailer was already a little drunk, and he was resentful, and he was ridiculed by good fate, and he was angry and wanted to rush in to teach good karma a lesson, but the old jailer said this, but he was also a little sober, and hurriedly said: "I almost fell into this guy's trick, you go and get the water, I want to see how heroic he is." ”

Seeing that his previous efforts were about to be wasted, Shanyuan took a few steps back, roared, "Take your life to ......" and jumped up and slammed into the prison door.

Menacing and unstoppable.

The fat jailer took a few steps back, and when he realized that good karma couldn't break through the cell door, it was too late, and the pony's hand was already on his shoulder like an iron pincer.

The old jailer saw that the situation was not good, and turned to flee.

The breeze broke through the air, and the two straw poles thrown by the warmth hit him, and he immediately froze on the spot.