Sword from the Immortal Mountain

Chapter 6: Put down the butcher knife and eat wine and meat

Chen Jin held a knife in his hand, but used sword techniques.

I just learned the "Sword Manual on the Mountain".

The three men who were in charge of guarding the cell, no matter they were the prison boss or the jailer, were all very sloppy in their skills and could hardly defeat the enemy with a single move, as easy as killing a chicken.

After a while, three bodies were lying on the ground and blood was flowing on the ground.

Chen Jin took a look at the bent knife in his hand, threw it away, sat down, faced the table full of wine and meat, and began to feast on the food.

He first picked up a piece of pork belly with chopsticks, which was as wide and thin as a palm, and stuffed it directly into his mouth. He bit it with his teeth, and without chewing at all, he swallowed it with a slight movement of his cheeks.

Next up is a thick piece of chicken breast...

Chen Jin extended and retracted his chopsticks in an orderly manner, eating piece by piece. He looked gentle, but his movements were extremely fast.

His mouth seemed like a bottomless pit; no matter how hard he tried, it could never be filled.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, all the wine and meat on the table, enough for six or seven people, were eaten up, leaving only a few empty plates and a pile of bone residue.

This meal made Chen Jin feel a little full.

During this period, no other prison guards appeared.

Perhaps in order to conceal their tracks and facilitate their actions, they chose to send the scapegoat off in the middle of the night, and had to send away some irrelevant people to avoid gossip.

I never thought that I would offend a killer this time.

Chen Jin stood up and picked up the prison boss's knife. It was a little heavier and obviously of better quality.

Then they searched me and found two strings of money, about a hundred coins, which was better than nothing.

I walked a step forward and passed through another door. The view in front of me suddenly opened up and I came to a courtyard.

This should be the front yard of the prison.

At this time, the moon is at its zenith and the moonlight is just right.

There is a temple in the courtyard.

Prison Temple.

In every prison, there is a small temple with a green-faced statue of the god. When prisoners come in or are released after being sentenced, they worship here and pray for protection.

At this moment, in front of the temple, a huge scene was set up, arranged to look like an execution ground.

There were two people there, one squatting and sharpening a knife, and the other standing.

The man standing there was short and stocky, shirtless, with a red scarf tied around his head, dressed like an executioner. He shouted impatiently, "Why are you taking so long tonight? Why don't you bring the person out? We want to finish the execution quickly so we can enjoy some wine and meat."

The knife sharpener also complained, "Isn't it? The time is almost up. If we miss the time, it will be troublesome if the Hell God does not take the dead ghosts away."

Chen Jin's footsteps were light, but the light of the lantern in his hand quickly attracted the other party's attention.

"finally come."

The executioner complained casually: "If you don't come out, our family... Hey, that's not right, who are you?"

Chen Jin strode over and slashed his neck with a knife.

The executioner screamed and fell to the ground, obviously dying.

The knife sharpener jumped up in surprise. Seeing this, he turned pale with fear and fell to his knees: "Please spare my life, it's none of my business."

Chen Jin pointed the knife at him and asked, "Who is Chen Guiyang?"

The man's eyes flickered, and he begged for mercy: "Please spare my life, my dear. I don't know anything. I just followed your orders to help sharpen the knife...ah!"

He had been stabbed to death.

Chen Jin was too lazy to talk to him.

In the matter of being wrongly imprisoned and being used as scapegoats, no one is innocent, from the prison bosses and jailers to those in charge of beheadings, and they all deserve to die.

According to the normal layout of government offices, prisons are usually located next to yamen, and the two are adjacent yet relatively independent.

The noise startled the people around and some dogs started barking wildly.

Don't stay here for long.

Looking at the courtyard wall which was about two meters high, Chen Jin was about to turn over and leave, but suddenly he felt something. He looked up and saw the Temple of the God of Prison.

This temple is not big, just a small room, without door panels, the door is wide open, with couplets hanging on the left and right sides:

The red rain silently disturbs the spring dream; the blue sky has eyes that see through everything.

There are lights on in the temple, and you can see an altar placed in the center.

Offerings were displayed on the altar, along with a green-faced statue of the god about two feet tall.

A malicious intent, like dark smoke, was emanating from the open eyes of the statue, shrouding Chen Jin. "God has eyes, and can see everything clearly?"

Chen Jin sneered and suddenly raised his hand.

Whoosh!
He threw the steel knife in his hand and hit the center of the blue-faced statue's eyebrows.

"what!"

There seemed to be a painful and angry roar.

The reason why Chen Jin can have extraordinary perception now is because his soul remains in his body and remains intact.

He practiced in the upper Dantian to refine his spirit and soul, and after a hundred years of cultivation, he had already condensed the Dharma thought.

The thought of Dharma never ceases and the spirit is indestructible.

However, due to his weak physique, he can't even display one percent of its power.

Otherwise, the knife that was thrown out just now would be enough to kill the opponent as long as he focused his magic power.

After being struck, the malicious intent immediately retreated and fled towards the direction of the death row, where it soon mixed with the evil spirit and disappeared.

Chen Jin frowned.

At this time, there was a lot of noise outside, and a large number of people were alarmed and rushed in.

Chen Jin no longer hesitated. He took a running start, climbed onto the wall with both hands, and rushed to the top of the wall like a monkey. Then he jumped down and quickly disappeared into the night.

……

“Bang!”

The door was broken open and a large group of officers rushed in.

The leader was a tall captain with a square face and sharp eyes.

As soon as they came in, they saw the situation in front of the Prison Temple. Two executioners were lying dead on the spot, with blood all over the ground.

This is certainly not an execution ground, it is a private facility.

The officials and detectives in the yamen have heard a lot about the shameful things that happen in prison.

But the systems are different, the division of labor is different, and they don’t interfere with each other. As long as things don’t get out of hand, no one will intervene.

Tonight, however, there was no doubt that things had gotten out of hand.

Two executioners died in the front yard, and the statue of the god of hell was slashed with a knife;

The jailer and two guards died in the hall;
Inside the death row corridor, two more jailers were lying down...

There are seven people in total, plus a statue.

And the incident happened in the public sector.

This is definitely a huge case.

Did someone jailbreak?
But according to the case records, no serious criminals have been caught recently. As for ordinary criminals, how could they have such ability to fight their way out?

And it was a one-sided massacre.

Through investigation of the crime scene, it was learned that the other party even had a full meal in the hall.

what is this?
"Hold the sharp knife and kill, put down the knife and eat meat and wine."

Song Wencheng, the magistrate of Genshui County, was a juren (a scholar) by birth and a man who loved to show off his literary talent. He was inspired and recited these two lines on the spot.

Soon, the court was opened at night, and the old writer was brought out for questioning first.

The old writer cried out that he was wronged, but in court, he did not dare to say that he was "wrongly imprisoned and a scapegoat". He only said that the jailer came to take Chen Jin out at night and then locked the cell door. What happened afterwards, he was locked in the cell and had no idea.

No one knows Chen Jin's identity or name.

He really doesn't know.

After an interrogation and even torture, nothing was revealed.

All signs indicate that the old writer and Chen Jin are not in the same group, otherwise, he would have left with him long ago. Why would he stay and wait to die?
So they locked him up again.

Then the magistrate of Song County questioned Jia Gong, the official in charge of the prison, about two main things:
The first one: What is Chen Jin's identity and origin? What did he do to be put on death row? Why is there no relevant case file?
The second thing: Who instructed the two executioners to set up a private execution ground in front of the Prison Temple?

Jia Gong argued that he knew nothing about it and that it was probably the murdered prison boss who had colluded with the jailers to commit crimes.

County Magistrate Song wanted to investigate further, but soon his lawyer received a mysterious note and presented it to him.

After reading the note, Song Wencheng sighed and let the matter go. He only ordered his subordinate, Captain Ma, to solve the case and catch the murderer within one month.

Then they adjourned and dispersed.

(End of this chapter)