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Into the Liaozhai Volume 4: The Way of Demons Chapter 253: Prison Car

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    Chapter 253: Prison Car

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    At dusk, when the twilight is closing, I look up and see a group of crows in a dark mass, like a dark cloud that moves very fast, flying all the way to the north.  The latest chapter of the Holy Temple

    Yingning suddenly said: "Sir, these crows seem a little strange."

    Because the distance was too far, Chen Jianchen didn¡¯t feel anything, so he asked, ¡°What¡¯s weird?¡±

    Ying Ning was also a little unsure and shook her head: "I don't know, I just looked at it and my heart palpitated a little bit." She cultivated a golden elixir, her Taoist heart is quite stable, and she has a unique touch for unusual existences.  Simply put, the sixth sense comes out.  Although it is not as good as those "professional" practitioners of divination and calculation, it is still a good instinctive function.

    Chen Jianchen¡¯s hand gently rubbed his chin, thoughtfully.

    Suddenly, Di Yingning's expression changed. He pinched the blood sandalwood book with his backhand and took out the picture of "Eating Betel Nuts for an Erotic Palace" and said, "Sister Xie has something to say."

    ??????????????????????????????????????]????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out out out out out out out out out of a portrait of a person sitting on a boat, with half-undressed clothes and exposed shoulders, is that the depiction is very vivid¡ª¡ªafter all, is just a vivid representation of a person, not a real person, a living person

    However, suddenly, a strange change occurred in the portrait. The charming woman with affectionate eyebrows turned into a dignified expression. She could still move her body and actually sat up straight.

    With such a change, it was as if the whole painting came alive all of a sudden, and the woman in the painting seemed to have become a fairy and would step off the painting at any time.

    The fairy in the painting.

    Chen Jianchen immediately remembered such an allusive story.

    The woman's entire posture and temperament have completely changed. Even the clothes on her body have been put on, and she no longer has the slightest hint of youthfulness.  Then her mouth moved, as if she was talking.

    Chen Jianchen couldn't hear what the other party was saying, but Yingning listened with rapt attention - it was not yet night, the Yang Qi was still strong, but Xiao Xie couldn't show up casually to avoid being corroded and hurt.  The latest chapter of the Holy Temple

    After a while, the unique conversation was over, and Yingning rolled up the painting again and put it back in the book.

    "Yingning, what did Xiao Xie say?"

    Yingning looked solemn: "Master, we may be in trouble."

    Chen Jianchen frowned: "How do you say this?"

    "Sister Xie said that those crows have a name, they are called Soul-catching crows. They were refined by the infamous old demon from Montenegro using a unique method"

    When Chen Jianchen heard that the matter involved the mysterious old demon from Montenegro, he immediately woke up.

    "The old demon of Black Mountain refined the soul-catching crows, and then sent them out to capture the ghosts and some cultivators with relatively weak magic power. They hooked the souls of the other party, and then sent them back to the main altar of Black Mountain for the old demon to dispose of, or eat them directly.  , or secretly become puppet slaves, etc"

    Chen Jianchen raised his eyebrows: "So, the old Black Mountain demon has a special cultivation method, and can even directly devour the ghost soul to strengthen his cultivation?"

    Yingning nodded: "That should be it."

    Chen Jianchen fell into deep thought - since the old demon of Heishan is the mountain god of Heishan, he is of course under the jurisdiction of the Yin Division. However, the Black Mountain is a large mountain located at the junction of Jiangzhou and Zhezhou. Strictly speaking, it belongs to the Yin Division of Jiangzhou.  Speaking of this, Wang Chenghuang must be aware of the situation. If necessary, you can ask him about the situation.

    ¡ª¡ªSince "joining forces" to kill Judge Wu, Wang Chenghuang has been included in his own camp. His identity and position are very different. If you ask him, he will never dare to hide anything.

    Ying Ning added: "Sister Xie also said that her good sister, a female ghost named 'Qiurong', was captured by the soul-enchanting crow and was imprisoned in the Black Mountain. The old demon of the Black Mountain said that she would  She took her as a concubine."

    People have wives and concubines, and ghosts also have them.  It's just that ghosts have no physical body and are born with a lack of yang energy, so they can't have children.  The so-called ghost concubines are similar to slaves. They often suffer from the abuse and torture of their masters. They are worse than death and cannot live peacefully as ghosts.

    Chen Jianchen asked: "Xiao Xie, are you asking you to save Qiurong?"

    Ying Ning hummed, "But I didn't agree just now." She looked at Chen Jianchen with clear eyes.

    Chen Jianchen smiled and said, "Yingning, what do you think?"

    "This mountain god does all sorts of evil, doing evil and seeking to dominate the country. It stands to reason that we should step forward and eliminate a tyrant for the place; but it is an existence in the underworld, but it is difficult to deal with it."

      She doesn¡¯t want the young master to get involved in a dangerous whirlpool.

    Chen Jianchen said: "I will have a sense of responsibility for this." Then he told some of the relationship between him and Wang Chenghuang.

    After hearing this, Ying Ning cheered and said, "Master, so you and Wang Chenghuang are good friends. Why don't you go and talk to him directly? Since he is the city god and is in charge of the affairs of the Yinsi Province, the old demon from Black Mountain is also his subordinate.  , then he can be easily punished."

    Chen Jianchen said: "That's what I mean." With Wang Chenghuang stepping in to suppress and control the Black Mountain old demon, this is the most ideal way to deal with it, without having to take action himself, and there are no flaws.

    But, is it really that simple?

    As soon as my thoughts changed, another layer of worry came over me.

    ¡­Ignore this level for now, we¡¯ll talk about it later when we see Wang Chenghuang in the evening.

    Sparkling!

    At this moment, there was a sound of carriages rolling on the road from another branch of the official road, and they gathered into a large area. Just by listening with your ears, you could already hear a team of at least dozens of cars.

    After walking a short distance further, our eyes suddenly opened up. The faces of the motorcade appeared in front of our eyes without any concealment. One car after another, winding into a long snake formation. It seemed that there were countless cars coming one after another. Look at them.  The driving direction is also north to the capital.

    The cars coming one after another are neither carriages carrying passengers nor trucks pulling goods, but prison cars!

    "Hundreds of prison cars, so vast and majestic, are shocking to the soul."

    These prison cars have the same specifications, all are single-horsepower, with three prison cages pulled behind them. Each cage holds a prisoner wearing a white prison uniform. They are all shackled and shackled, with disheveled hair and blood stains everywhere.  It can be seen that they have obviously been severely punished.

    There are three prisoners in a prison car, so there are more than 300 people in such a large team.

    Chen Jianchen couldn¡¯t help but gasped: Who are they?  Why are they all reduced to prisoners?  Or, what shocking case happened somewhere nearby, so that there were so many prisoners who were about to be taken north?

    You know, generally prisoners are dealt with on the spot.

    Looking at the escorting officers and soldiers, there were actually more than ten black-shirted guards among them, riding high-headed horses and armed with whips with long fingers. When they saw any prisoners who didn't like it, they immediately dropped the whips

    The huge queue of prison cars turned up, and the sparse passers-by on the official road hurriedly hid on the roadside, not even daring to raise their heads to look. At the same time, they did not dare to walk anymore, looking cautious and not daring to breathe, for fear of  If you take a step and move around, the officers and soldiers will think you are guilty of running away or something. At that time, it will be miserable.

    Chen Jianchen and Yingning also stepped aside.

    "You, raise your head!"

    Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and two black-shirted guards came to Chen Jianchen on horseback and shouted angrily.

    As soon as Chen Jianchen raised his head, he came into contact with four cold eyes like poisonous snakes.

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    One of the black-shirted guards took out a large stack of thick portraits from his arms, and the other black-shirted guard asked: "Where did you come from, scholar, and where are you going? Come quickly and follow the truth!"  "

    Chen Jianchen held back his anger and said, "I am Chen Jianchen, a student who went from Jiangzhou Minghua Academy to the Imperial College in Beijing."

    The black-shirted guard was obviously stunned, and his tone softened: "Is there a way to quote the document?"

    Chen Jianchen took out the road citation document from the bookcase. After the black-shirted guard inspected it and handed it to him, he cupped his fist and said, "I'm responsible for this, sorry for bothering me."

    After a pause, he said to his companion: "Old Wu, there's no need to look through the portraits, let's go."

    Old Wu put the large stack of portraits back into his arms with some frustration, and muttered: "What a pity, the reward of one hundred guan"

    The prison car team was huge and its wheels were sparkling. It took about an hour to slowly go away. It was already dark, so the officers and soldiers who were decompressed lit torches. They seemed to be on their way at night.

    When the convoy went away, the pedestrians standing solemnly on the roadside exhaled with relief and hurriedly went back to their homes.  Chen Jianchen suddenly grabbed an old man and asked, "Old man, I want to ask you, who are those prisoners? Thieves? Evil robbers?"

    The old man was dressed in simple clothes and had wrinkles on his forehead. He looked at Chen Jianchen and said, "They are scholars just like the young master. I heard that there are several writers and poets among them. Isn't it because they violated the river crab law"

    Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something terrible, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, turned around and ran away, as if there was a fierce ghost chasing him behind him.

      Scholar, writing method?

    Although the information revealed by the old man was extremely thin and limited, Chen Jianchen suddenly understood and had already guessed something - since the promulgation of the "Literature Law", many literary prisons have been set off in various state capitals in a short period of time, and many scholars have been complaining.  Being imprisoned, or even being beaten to death, there is a saying: "River crab laws are written with blood and tears."

    Among them, Mr. Liu of Minghua Academy was brutally murdered. At that time, Chen Jianchen was so angry that he succeeded in making a speech.  But none of the things I had witnessed before were more impactful than the massive appearance of more than a hundred prison vans in front of me.

    Ying Ning asked in confusion: "Master, why are scholars everywhere being hunted now? Don't they say that all things are of inferior quality, only those who are good at reading?"

    Chen Jianchen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Because the emperor doesn't like to hear some words or see some words."

    Yingning¡¯s eyes widened: ¡°Is it that simple?¡±

    Chen Jianchen nodded: "It's that simple."

    "Huh, if you just arbitrarily convict people because of problems with speaking and writing, this emperor is definitely not a good emperor."

    The little fox was furious. As for the disobedient remarks, she didn't care.

    Chen Jianchen is unlikely to care, but now is not the time to talk about this. It is better to find a safe place to spend the night and find out about the situation from Wang Chenghuang.

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