Two days later, another person came to the pit, and Xiang Yan hurriedly endured the humiliation and closed his eyes. He just heard the man shout loudly: "Boss, there is a corpse here." Xiang Yan felt that this man did not look like a member of the Qingcheng Sect - how could the Qingcheng Sect not know that there was a corpse here? When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was the policeman and he hurriedly said: "Help." The policeman was so frightened that he fell down, got up, turned around and ran away, shouting: "Ghost!"
Xiang Yan thought in his mind: "Qingcheng sent to Fuwei Escort for two days, but no arrests came. But today the arrests came. Did the Qingcheng send away? The original book said that after Lin Pingzhi escaped to Hengshan, I met Yu Canghai again at Liu Zhengfeng’s Golden Pen Washing Ceremony. Yu Canghai took his disciples to attend Liu Zhengfeng’s Golden Pen Washing Ceremony after searching for two days at the Fuwei Escort Agency and unable to find the "Evil Sword Manual".
A group of people came over and said to Xiang Yan: "Help." The leading catcher asked nervously: "Are you a human or a ghost?" Xiang Yan said: "Master, I am a human. Four days ago, a group of The robbers broke into the escort office and knocked me unconscious. The robbers thought I was dead, so they threw me into the pit. Later I woke up." The catcher frowned, covered his nose with his hands, and said: " You get up and talk first."
Xiang Yan struggled for a while, but his hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't get up. He said, "Master, I haven't eaten in four days. I'm so weak that I can't get up." The catcher pointed at the two catchers and said, "You two, Get him up, take him to clean him, and then bring him to me for questioning." After that, he took the others and left.
The two detectives frowned and pulled Xiang Yan out of the pit, and then chattered again. The two detectives spoke in dialect, but Xiang Yan didn't understand them. One person said: "You wait here first." The two detectives turned and left. After a while, the two men brought four buckets of water over and stood at a distance watching Xiang Yan wash away the dirt on his body.
After Xiang Yan cleaned all the dirt on his body, two detectives threw a wooden stick to Xiang Yan and brought Xiang Yan to see the headman. Xiang Yan used a wooden stick as a crutch and limped to the living room following the two detectives. The catcher covered his nose, frowned and shouted at Yan: "Stay away, don't get so close." Xiang Yan took a few steps back in a hurry. Xiang Yan's right leg, which was cut by A Qi, had been soaked in filth for several days. The wound had become inflamed and suppurated. The right leg was swollen, causing unbearable pain, pus leaked out, and the smell was pungent.
The catcher asked: "Who are you? Why are you in the latrine?" Xiang Yan said: "The catcher, Xiang Yan, a common man, was born in Nanyang..." Xiang Yan's accent was obviously different from the locals, but he couldn't explain it to others. As for my origin, I can only say that I am from Nanyang.
"My grandfather said he wanted to return to his roots after falling leaves, and took our family back to the mainland. As a result, we encountered a storm on the road and the ship crashed. I was the only one who survived. Five days ago, Cao Min met Lin Shao, the head of the Fuwei Escort Agency. Lin Shao, the head of the Fuwei Escort Agency, saw that Cao Min could Ling, he took Cao Min to Fuwei Escort Bureau. Unexpectedly, as soon as Cao Min arrived at the escort agency, he encountered a short man in Taoist robes who killed people randomly in the escort agency. The short Taoist slapped Cao Min and knocked Cao Min unconscious. He should Thinking that the grassroots people were beaten to death, they threw them into the latrines. Fortunately, the grassroots people were saved by the arrest today, otherwise the grassroots people would have drowned in the latrine pits. "
The catcher said: "I know. It's none of your business now. You can go!" Xiang Yan walked a few steps toward the door with a cane, then turned back to the catcher and said: "Master, there are already four civilians here." We haven't eaten for a long time. Please give the poor people a few bucks, please!" The head catcher was startled, took out a handful of copper coins and threw them in front of Xiang Yan. Xiang Yan said hurriedly: "Thank you, Mr. Catcher, thank you, Mr. Catcher!" He picked up the copper coins in front of him. There were more than thirty copper coins in total.
Xiang Yan was unbearably hungry. After going out, he first looked for food and came to a stall to buy steamed buns to satisfy his hunger. The aunt selling steamed buns looked at Yan Keling, gave Xiang Yan an extra steamed bun, and said, "Little devil, how did you do this?" The aunt sighed. Xiang Yan said: "Boss lady, do you know of any free place nearby where I can stay for a few days?"
The aunt said: "You go straight ahead and enter from the third alley. At the end, there is a big house. The owner of the house is probably an official and the house is always empty. You can sneak in and stay for a few days." After saying thank you, I walked to the place pointed out by my aunt.
After arriving at the place, I saw a large house with a black door and white walls. There was an old vine hanging on the wall. It didn't look like someone was living in it. Xiang Yan climbed over the wall and checked in every room. There was dust everywhere. Xiang Yan nodded. It was true that no one had lived there for a long time. No matter whether he could find the "Evil Sword Book" or not, at least he wouldn't be sleeping on the street anymore.
Xiang Yan checked each room, and after looking at the wing rooms, he went to the backyard, and then to a room in the northwest corner, which was a Buddhist hall. In the center is an ink painting of the back of Patriarch Bodhidharma. In the picture, Bodhidharma puts his left hand behind his back and the index finger of his right hand points to the roof. There is a very old futon on the west side of the Buddhist hall. There are wooden fish, bells and a stack of Buddhist scriptures on the table.
