God catches no trace

Chapter 64 Prison

Chapter 9: Prison

After a while, he suddenly said to Cheng Zijun: "Master Cheng, you know that we are investigating this case and hope to catch the murderer quickly. Since I know so much about illusion, I would like to know who are some people or sects in the world who specialize in magic tricks?" This kind?"

Cheng Zijun thought for a while: "There are many people who practice this technique in the world. They either live in seclusion in the mountains, or hide in the market, but they never show up in the rivers and lakes. As for the sect, I really don't know."

Sister Cheng was right, she would do it herself, maybe no one in the beggar gang knew about it.But how did she become the gang leader?Shui Sheng was thinking wildly.

After hearing Cheng Zijun's words, Sang Wuhen's heart sank. Even though many things were clear, he still didn't know anything about the masked man.Where should we look for a breakthrough?

He remembered one thing, Sister Mu Rou vaguely said in the tavern that time, there is a Xuanmen sect in Jianghu who specializes in practicing illusion.

Hey, didn’t the masked man just ask the Beggar Gang to investigate this sect?

Could it really be related to the murder of the elder?No, the masked man is clearly the real murderer.But, why did he ask the beggars to investigate?
Could it be?Purposeful?

There must be, presumably it is a kind of intentional blame, why do you want to blame?Hate caused?In other words, the masked man has enmity with the Taoist sect.

Sang Wuhen thought of this, and thought for a while: Although the clues are false, there is a mystery hidden in them. We can definitely start from the Taoist sect. As long as we know who has enmity with the sect, it will be clear. If you have a good idea, then try again Nine one fresh.Because he is a member of the Xuanmen sect.

The idea was determined and I felt relieved instantly.

"Master Sang, do you have any questions?" Seeing his pensive look, Cheng Zijun asked softly.

"No……"

A word just came out.

In the forest, Elder Feng hurried over.

"Master, it's getting late, some disciples have to wait..."

"I know, go right away." After saying that, Cheng Zijun bowed his hands to them: "Everyone, I'm sorry."

"Sister Cheng, go ahead, it's important."

"Okay, sister, Mr. Sang, Miss Rupiao, see you later." Before the voice fell, he turned and left.

Seeing her going away, Sang Wuhen secretly sighed: It is not easy for a woman to be the leader of the beggar gang.

"Brother Wuhen, then we now...?"

"You can go." He said nonsense.

"where to?"

"Jingzhou." The two words were firm.

"Jingzhou?"

He smiled, "Yes."

.........

Jingzhou prison.

Heavily guarded and cold behind bars, all kinds of serious criminals are imprisoned.

now.

There was an old man pacing back and forth in an iron gate room of more than ten square meters.

He seemed to be in a bad mood, so bad that he wished he could fly out of the prison immediately.

If it doesn't come true, it's okay to dream.Because, the shackles made of fine steel on the hands and feet are sneering coldly.

No matter how high your internal strength is, it is futile to try to break it.

Since losing to Shui Sheng. (For details, please read Volume [-]: Wine), and was kept in the cell all the time.

He suffers from alcohol bugs every day.

Also, it’s been almost 20 days and I haven’t smelled the aroma of wine, let alone the smell of it.

Anyone who is addicted to alcohol can bear this kind of suffering, not to mention Jiu Yixian, who is called "Jiu Xian" by people in the world.

Suddenly, he heard messy footsteps in the aisle, and smelled the strong aroma of wine in his nose.

So he rushed to the iron gate impatiently, looked around and saw five or six people walking in his direction.

The two jailers know each other.

One of them was carrying a small table.

Three of the other four were surprisingly Sang Wuhen, Shui Sheng and Xia Rupiao.

"What are they here for? Something?"

What is particularly strange is: Sang Wuhen actually holds a jar of wine in his hand, the fragrance is overflowing.

The fourth one is unfamiliar.

"My lords, he is the person you want to see." Among the two guards, one walked outside the iron gate and pointed to Jiu Yixian who was watching.

The stranger walked in the front and gave a cold look.

Jiu Yixian stepped back.

"Don't you know me? Look at him with such strange eyes."

"The mouth is so cheap, the prisoner dares to be so arrogant." The stranger replied slowly.

"You didn't murder and set fire, how about you?"

"you……"

"Thank you, sir, why worry about such a trivial matter."

The person called Mr. Xie is Xie Zhongzhen, the magistrate of Jingzhou.Because Sang Wuhen wanted to interrogate Jiu Yixian, he came with him.

"Well, what Mr. Sang said is absolutely true." After speaking, he turned aside and gave way.

Sang Wuhen walked to the iron gate and said, "Jiuyi Xian, we meet again."

"So what if we meet, can't you let me go?"

"Haha, for a case like yours, it's not big or small. I really don't know how to deal with it." He smiled: "But." He paused deliberately.

"But what?" Jiu Yixian asked hastily.

"Do you want to drink?" The answer was inappropriate.

As soon as he heard the wine, Jiu Yixian rushed to the opposite of Sang Wuhen.

"Could it be that you have something to ask of me?"

"How can you speak so badly? I'll give you a chance to make amends."

"Atonement? The old man doesn't understand."

Sang Wuhen ordered the jailer to open the iron door, raised the wine jar in his hand, and walked in slowly.

The jailer moved into the table.

Jiu Yixian looked at the wine, his eyes sparkled, but he really didn't know what the other party meant.

The wine jar was put on the table, and Sang Wuhen smiled: "Jiuyixian, let's talk?"

"Just for chatting?" He glared and laughed strangely: "If you have something to say, just say it directly and don't beat around the bush."

In fact, Sang Wuhen knew very well that Jiu Yixian, who wanted to use his own way, answered that he must use hard methods, and he had to do what he liked.

"Well, refreshing, as long as I ask a question, you answer it. Enjoy this jar of wine as you like."

"Ask why the old man wanted to assassinate Li Jifeng?" Jiu Yixian swallowed, "Didn't I tell you guys earlier?"

The other party shook his head.

"Then what else is the problem?"

"Take a sip of wine before you talk." Hearing these words, Jiu Yi felt ashamed.

He suddenly stretched out a hand, grabbed the mouth of the altar, lifted it, and poured it straight into his mouth.

Seeing him drinking like this, everyone was dumbfounded.

After two or three minutes, the wine was almost half drunk.

Jiuyi Xiancai placed the wine jar heavily on the table.

"Okay, you ask, as long as you don't violate the old man's oath, you will definitely answer."

"You are from the Taoist sect, right?"

"Do not deny."

"Does the Xuanmen sect specialize in illusion?"

"I don't deny it either."

"There are four great protectors in Xuanmen, and you are one of them." Jiu Xian. "

"I don't even deny it." Jiu Yixian's answer felt a bit repetitive, but it was extremely straightforward.

"Very good." Sang Wuhen slowly got to the point: "Who does the Xuanmen sect have a deep hatred with?"

"Hate?" Jiu Yixian smirked again: "Xuanmen sect has never made enemies, nor has it traveled around the rivers and lakes. Where can there be enemies? If it wasn't for being obsessed with money that time, you would have seen me?"

"Impossible, there are so many people in the sect, can you guarantee it?" Xia Rupiao couldn't help but interjected.

"Hey, I can make you give up. There are only nine people in the Taoist sect. If there are any enemies, I don't know?"

One sentence stunned everyone. "There are only nine people in one sect?".

"You don't believe it?" Jiu Yixian looked at their surprised faces, and then said, "Okay, today the old man revealed his family background to you, and he didn't touch the previous oath. The Taoist sect has only one sect master and four guardians." , each protector can only accept one disciple."

So strange, Sang Wuhen pinched his fingers and counted, yes, exactly nine people.It seems that Jiu Yixian didn't tell lies. Since he has no enemies, how could the murderer frame the Taoist sect? Could it be that he was talking nonsense without any purpose?However, one thing is certain, since the murderer knows illusions, he must have a connection with the Taoist sect.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Jiu Yixian: "I believe what you said, it's just that the Taoist sect practices illusion, why are you the only one among the four guardians who can't?" It seems that the problem has nothing to do with the case, but it is not. It has a deeper meaning in it.

Unexpectedly, Jiu Yixian was very cold: "Excuse me, I have no comment."

As soon as this remark came out, Sang Wuhen was speechless for a moment, knowing in his heart that although he loved money, he was greedy for alcohol.But he is definitely a principled person. Some things, including the deeper questions about Taoism, no matter how tempting you are, you will definitely not get any results.

"Jiuyi Xian, don't think that just because Brother Wuhen is polite to you, you can refuse to answer. Do you want to suffer a little?" Shui Sheng finally couldn't help it and shouted sternly.

Jiu Yixian's face darkened: "Hey, little girl, are you threatening me?"

"Shui Sheng, forget it."

Sang Wuhen stopped him lightly, and then sighed: "Everyone has things they don't want to tell others, and I don't force them." After speaking, he turned around slowly and walked outside.

At the same time, he said to Xie Zhongzhen: "Let him and his apprentice go."

(End of this chapter)