Sword from the Immortal Mountain

Chapter 7: Hiding

It was late at night, the moonlight was cold, and everything was silent.

Chen Jin walked quickly, passing through the streets and alleys, and finally found a small house in a remote location with a purpose.

This is the old writer’s house that was sealed off.

When they said it was sealed off, they just put a seal on it symbolically. The place was turned upside down and everything of value was taken away, leaving only a mess.

Chen Jin didn't care about those things. He came here just to find a suitable hiding place.

At this time, the city gates were closed and guarded by soldiers. It was not easy to leave the city. It was better to stay in the city and spend the night there.

The room was dark, but there was some light from the moon shining through the leaky roof.

Chen Jin quickly adapted and looked around.

This house looks shabby, but that's because the owner was arrested and put in jail. It's actually quite nice.

There is a small yard in front and a well.

According to the old writer, he had been wandering around the world for half his life, and he had saved money for most of his life, and he lived frugally to buy this house. He had thought that when he was old, he would return to his hometown, and if he had the chance, he might even marry a widow to warm his bed, and then he would be satisfied with his life.

Unexpectedly, disaster struck and everything came to naught.

Chen Jin first went to the well to get some water and began to wash himself from head to toe.

As for the clothes on his body, he took them all off, dug a hole in the corner and buried them.

The old writer had some old clothes in his room, which were just right for changing into. Although they didn't fit him well, they were wearable.

There's nothing to be particular about at times like this.

After dealing with many trivial matters, I felt refreshed and chose a place in the house to sit cross-legged. Above my head, the tiles were broken, forming a hole as big as a bowl.

A beam of moonlight just happened to shine through.

Chen Jin slightly raised his head, facing the moonlight, and began to swallow...

……

Captain Ma's given name was "Ben". He learned the swordsmanship from his family and was well-known in Genshui County. He was known as "Shenma Kuaidao".

Earlier this year, Jiang Shangfei, a notorious bandit who had committed a serious crime and killed dozens of people, fled to Genshui County and was killed by Ma Ben with a single sword.

Ma Ben is not only an expert in swordsmanship, but also an expert in arrests and searches. When the case happened last night, he immediately sent out two teams of capable and competent officers to hunt down the criminals in the city separately.

Unfortunately, the murderer's whereabouts were not found.

Various signs indicate that the murderer is a very powerful master.

The question is, how could such a person be thrown into death row and almost become a scapegoat?
Could it be that he was ambushed and had a setback?

In the underworld, such things are not new.

As the saying goes: no matter how skilled a fighter is, he is afraid of a kitchen knife. Even some famous figures, when faced with underhanded tactics such as lime powder, knockout drugs, poison and hidden arrows, could be defeated if they are not prepared.

After much thought, this is the only explanation that best fits the development of the case.

So, does the person who uses the dirty trick know that the other party is a master?

He probably didn't know, otherwise he would never have done that and caused such disaster.

Of course, the truth would only be known if the person who did it was found and questioned in person. At dawn the next day, Ma Ben led his men to a house in the north of the city, but after entering, he found that there was no one inside.

"These guys run really fast."

Captain Ma didn't look very happy.

Everyone knew that there was a big problem in the prison, but the matter was very complicated and involved many people. Even County Magistrate Song was unable to investigate further and could only send Ma Ben to investigate and bring the murderer to justice.

But we don’t even know who the murderer is, and we don’t know his background, so how can we investigate?
In the end, the case could not be solved, the murderer could not be caught, and the one who got hung up was Ma Ben.

……

"Liu Laosan, when you knocked someone down in the alley that day, did you shoot the wrong person?"

In the mansion, Jia Gong, the prison historian, asked with a sullen face.

A lean man stood with his hands hanging down and quickly answered, "How could I have shot the wrong person? It was that poor scholar Chen Zexiang. He looked so frail and timid that he fell down after being hit by a stick. I saw that he was weak and was afraid that if I hit him too hard, he would die. So I was very careful and used just the right amount of force."

Jia Gong asked, "Are you sure?"

The man Liu Laosan cried out in disgrace: "Sir, how dare I be careless about what you told me to do? I had people watching Chenze Township all the way, following that poor scholar out of the village, into the city gate, and then I took action when we were in the alley."

Jia Gong frowned and said, "This is strange. What went wrong?"

Liu Laosan asked: "Sir, you are in such a hurry to call us here, what happened?"

Jia Gong sighed, "Someone came out of the prison last night and killed Gu Lao Er, the Wu brothers and others. All signs indicate that the murderer is that poor scholar."

"what?"

Liu Laosan's eyes widened when he heard this, his face full of disbelief: "How is this possible?"

Jia Gong said with a straight face: "The facts are before us. Last night, Magistrate Song came to the court and questioned me. I almost couldn't get away, so I had to put all the blame on Gu Laoer and the others."

Liu Laosan still looked confused: "This, this matter, could it be a mistake? I did it myself, and when I sent it in, Gu Laoer also checked it and confirmed that it was correct, so he was locked up in the cell.

Jia Gong stroked his beard and said, "You guys have always been prudent in your work. Besides, this isn't the first time, so it shouldn't be such a big problem. I'm also very confused."

Liu Laosan wondered: "Could it be that someone came to rob the prison and was deliberately making things mysterious? Anyway, I would never believe it, that poor scholar has such ability, he doesn't even dare to kill a chicken."

Jia Gong's eyes flickered. "This matter is indeed full of doubts. Magistrate Song has already ordered Ma Ben to investigate the case."

Hearing the name "Ma Ben", Liu Laosan immediately asked nervously: "This Ma guy is ruthless and cruel, will he find out about us?"

Jia Gong sneered, "What are you afraid of? The personnel matters we handled involved important figures above us. County Magistrate Song couldn't investigate, nor did he dare to investigate. Now that Gu Lao Er and the others are dead, there is no evidence."

Liu Laosan nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's right."

As for what big shots were involved, he didn't dare to ask more.

In the whole process of the incident, he and his brothers were only responsible for photographing people and sending them to prison. No one knew how they handled the subsequent events.

Minions like them know too much and tend to die quickly.

Jia Gong said in a deep voice: "This matter has been messed up, and I don't know how to report it. The situation is tense now, so you should not stay in the city. Go out and hide first, and then go to Chenze Township to watch and see if the poor scholar has returned. If you really see him, don't alert the enemy, and come back to report immediately."

"As ordered!"

(End of this chapter)