Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 172 Mr. Sun in the Prison

Looking at the old and tattered seal on the gate of Jicao Hall, which was battered by wind and rain, and hearing the words of the county magistrate, Li Xuan slowly turned around and said, "I was just standing in front of Jicao Hall, and you immediately called me a traitor. Such slander must have caused countless wrongful convictions in the past!"

The leading officer sneered, "The knife at my waist is the law. If I say you are, then you are. Why all this nonsense?"

Li Xuan pondered for a moment, then pulled the mute girl close to his side and said, "I want to see the magistrate. Can you take me there? There are some misunderstandings that need to be cleared up in person."

The soldiers immediately handcuffed Li Xuan and the mute girl with chains. When they tried to separate them, the soldiers were shocked to find that they couldn't move Li Xuan at all. Realizing that they had encountered a strongman, they gave up and quietly retreated to the back of the crowd.

The leader, unaware that anything was amiss, gave a shout and pushed the two men toward the yamen (government office).

The county government office had a prison, located in a remote place. It was built of stone and was impregnable. There were guards at the entrance, and seven or eight jailers walked back and forth once you entered...

A jailer dressed in a red and black uniform saw Li Xuan and the mute girl, and his lips twitched. It seemed that they had brought in another unlucky guy from somewhere, but he looked quite rich.

The officer in charge said, "These two are traitors from the Jicao Hall. Keep a close watch on them and make sure nothing goes wrong. Also, strip them of their clothes later, and divide the loot according to the old rules."

The jailer chuckled and said, "Of course, of course."

The officers and soldiers left.

The jailer locked Li Xuan and the mute girl in a corner cell. The floor was damp, and the dry straw used as a bed smelled of urine, a stench that assaulted the brain.

There was another person in the cell, with long hair and a long beard, wearing a dirty prison uniform with the word "prisoner" written on it.

The jailer locked the door and said through it, "Take off your clothes and leave them by the door. You'll be changing into prison uniforms later. I don't want to repeat myself, or else..."

Li Xuan asked, "When will I be able to see the magistrate?"

The jailer sneered, "You, a rebel from Jicaotang, still want to see the magistrate? In a few days, once you've got a position, I'll send you to the execution ground. When the blade falls and heads roll, your life will be over. Now you'd better think about your last words. As long as you have money, I guarantee I'll have a messenger deliver it to your home..."

The mute girl was terrified and clung tightly to Li Xuan.

After the jailer left, the disheveled prisoner in the cell looked up. It was unclear what crime he had committed, but he was wearing shackles even inside the cell.

He tilted his head and looked at Li Xuan, his voice hoarse, and said, "I'm sorry, they've used the name of Jicaotang to harm innocent lives again. I'm so sorry..."

Li Xuan was somewhat surprised. He looked at the person carefully and realized that he was a stranger and not Mr. Sun who ran the Jicaotang clinic.

He asked, "Who are you to the Jicaotang? Is Mr. Sun still well?"

The man was somewhat surprised, not expecting that Li Xuan actually knew someone from the Jicao Hall. A glimmer of light appeared in his eyes as he said, "I am a child of the Jicao Hall. I founded the Xiaocao Society to protect the development of the Jicao Hall! Unfortunately, my strength was ultimately weak and my influence was small. In just a few days, the Xiaocao Society was overthrown by the government troops, and I became a prisoner myself."

Li Xuan asked in confusion, "Mr. Sun from Jicaotang is only in his forties. You don't look old. How come you come from Jicaotang?"

Upon hearing this, the man lifted his drooping hair to reveal his face and said, "The predecessor of Jicaotang was just a pharmacy founded by Mr. Sun's grandfather. He often charged less for treating the poor and was a good man! Decades ago, the old man began to adopt various children, but the number was very small, and I was one of them."

Later, Mr. Sun took over the pharmacy and established Jicaotang, determined to provide more children with a means of support. I'm about the same age as Mr. Sun; he saved me, so I decided to dedicate my life to Jicaotang.”

Li Xuan walked to the thick bars of the cell and looked through the gaps at the other cells, saying, "You still haven't told me how Mr. Sun is?" The man replied, "Mr. Sun is locked in the cell to our right. These beasts in the cell broke his hands and feet, poured a mute bite into his throat, and punctured his eardrums with long needles, so... unless we shout loudly, he can't hear us."

Li Xuan looked in the direction he pointed and saw a person locked up alone in a cell. The person's prison clothes were covered with black and red bloodstains, and his long hair covered his face. He was lying on a wet pile of straw, and it was unclear whether he was dead or alive.

He said, "I'll go over and have a chat with Mr. Sun."

The man in the same cell said, "The door is locked, how can we get through? I only regret that I, Zhang Xiaocao, am powerless, otherwise I would definitely kill these human beasts..."

Li Xuan reached out and patted the mute girl's head, saying, "Wait here for me for a while."

He pointed his index finger at the chain on the door, and with a click, the lock opened automatically, and the door creaked open slowly...

Zhang Xiaocao stood up abruptly, as if she had seen a ghost: "What kind of tricks are these?!"

"Just a minor spell."

As Li Xuan spoke, he walked out of the cell door, reached out and tapped the lock on the opposite cell door, and it opened. He walked to the disheveled prisoner as if he were entering his own home.

He called out, "Mr. Sun."

The person on the hay was unresponsive, breathing weakly, with a dried black blood clot blocking his ear, his face covered in filth and numerous wounds.

Li Xuan took out the purple-red gourd and poured out spiritual energy onto Mr. Sun. The spiritual energy nourished Mr. Sun, who was sleeping, and he felt itchy and painful all over his body and unconsciously made painful sounds.

after awhile.

Mr. Sun slowly woke up, and Li Xuan suddenly realized that he had fainted, not fallen asleep.

Through the transformation of the gourd, the spiritual energy restored Mr. Sun's eardrums and vocal cords, and gradually restored his physical injuries and internal organ injuries to a healthy state.

He sat up in surprise, feeling a little weak but not a bit of pain.

Li Xuan said, "Mr. Sun, it's been a long time. How have you been?"

Mr. Sun seemed to wake from a dream and looked at Li Xuan. He didn't recognize him at first, and after a while, he came to his senses and said, "You're the Mr. Li who sent five children to me half a year ago? You, how did you end up in jail?"

Li Xuan laughed and said, "I said I would come back to see the children, but I was caught by the soldiers while standing at the entrance of Jicao Hall and sent to prison as a traitor."

Mr. Sun was immediately filled with shame and said, "I...I didn't take good care of the child, I'm really sorry."

Li Xuan said, "Some people say you were arrested because the current Empress Dowager is about to celebrate her birthday, and officials everywhere need money. You have gathered so many children but did not give them a share of the pie, so you were arrested as a traitor."

Mr. Sun was somewhat lost in thought and looked dejected. He said, "Pretty much. But even if the Empress Dowager doesn't celebrate her birthday, I will be arrested sooner or later. This is because the local magistrate is in cahoots with those mountain bandits, cheating and swindling and committing all sorts of evil deeds. They have kidnapped many children, mutilated them, and used them to perform and beg for money."

I've been adopting children, teaching them skills, and helping them live normal lives. The county magistrate sees this as going against them.

(End of this chapter)