Chapter 69 Yang Zhi's Despair! The Great Monk Comes
Tokyo, prison.
A dark and damp cell was filled with the smell of rotting dead fish.
The disheveled Yang Zhi was sitting in a corner of the cell, with his head hanging down and a gloomy look on his face.
"I regret that I listened to brother Lin Chong and ended up like this." Yang Zhi moved his body slightly and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
His prison uniform was stained with blood and there were whip marks on his face. It looked like he had been severely tortured.
Yang Zhi was detained here for a month, and he could smell the stench on his body.
At first, when he just returned to Tokyo, Gao Qiu sent people to arrest him!
Arbitrarily assigning a crime, and being imprisoned in a cell without any explanation.
Gao Qiu covered the sky with one hand, yet he was so arrogant.
Just as I was thinking about kung fu and being imprisoned with him, there was an old man who laughed and said: "Young man, I'm afraid you will be killed if you ask."
When Yang Zhi heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked: "Old man, what do you mean by this? We don't have a court trial, so why is this happening?"
"I heard from some prison guards this morning, and I heard your name." The old man said with a smile.
"Heaven! In this world, there is no distinction between black and white. Has it reached this point?" When Yang Zhi heard this, he completely lost control of his emotions. He stood up suddenly, walked to the door, and shouted, "I am the Yang Clan.
After that, I have a clean background, why do I have to confuse right and wrong? What crime am I guilty of! What crime am I guilty of?!"
Yang Zhi studied art for many years and always wanted to serve the imperial court.
But this court is controlled by traitors and villains, and there is no way to serve the country!
Why are you doing this to me!
Yang Zhi roared loudly and immediately alerted the cell leader. After a while, several jailers rushed over. The leader of the cell, who had a beard, shouted: "You are a bastard, what are you screaming about here?"
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Yang Zhi said sadly: "Hu Laotou, this is all a misunderstanding. I want to write a letter to Mr. Jing Zhaoyin to clear my name."
Hu Laotou, who was born with a fat head and big ears, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly when he heard this: "Yang Zhi, you really have a bad mind. Even now, you are still extremely stupid."
"Hu Laotou, how can you say this?" Yang Zhi felt angry and wanted to die, so he couldn't help but ask, "Am I really going to be executed? How could I, Yang Zhi, do anything wrong?"
"I don't know about Chu Zhan." Hu Laotou snorted coldly and cursed, "The world is so big and the roads to wealth and honor extend in all directions, why do you insist on enmity with Captain Gao?
Now this tall man is a popular figure in front of the officials, a nobleman whom countless people want to fawn over. You dare to provoke this man, and you dare to collude with the Liangshan bandits. What is your name?
This is the way to die!"
"I didn't! I am a benevolent and righteous person, and I did my best. I had no connection with Liangshan. I was wronged, I was wronged." When Yang Zhi heard this, he couldn't bear it.
"Stop howling! What did you do earlier? What's the point of roaring here now?" Hu Laotou said coldly, "If you scream again, don't blame me for being rude."
How could Yang Zhi give up and shouted: "Young official! I, Yang Zhi, have lived an upright life, and I will kill others just because of my preference! I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"
Hu Laotou's face darkened, with a ferocious look on his face: "Yang Zhi, you're spitting shit out of your mouth. Come here, give me a hard beating."
As soon as he finished speaking, several jailors standing behind Hu Laotou immediately opened the cell door, pulled out long whips, and surrounded Yang Zhi and beat him severely.
Yang Zhi was covered with bruises and was weak, and with the chains on his hands, he couldn't resist.
"Ah! Ah! You...ah!"
After a fierce beating, Yang Zhi was covered in blood and collapsed on the ground, biting dry grass in his mouth, and his eyes were full of grief and anger.
"You bitch, you don't listen to what others say, and you insist on me and my brothers doing something to you." Hu Laotou said with a sullen face, and spat on Yang Zhi's face, "If I had had my old temper,
I have to beat you to death."
"Hahaha, boss, let's go have a drink. This Yang Zhi is just crazy, don't pay attention to him."
"That's right. He's like a dog, and he's like a bird. He still wants to be an official? He's worse than a fool."
"Boss, don't be angry with these people. They don't even know the ways of the world. How can such people be officials?"
"That's right. The official word is two-syllable. Yang Zhi wants to shine on the lintel. That's a wishful thinking."
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"Boom!"
The cell door slammed shut.
Yang Zhi was like a bereaved dog, lying sideways in a pile of withered grass, his hair all messed up, and blood still flowing down his forehead.
In the dark cell, his eyes were cold and desperate.
The old man sitting in the corner sighed and said: "What are you yelling about? Even if you vent your anger, what's the use? Someone above wants to kill you, and these prison bosses can't save you. Why ask for trouble?"
Yang Zhi didn't say a word, he just lay quietly with his eyes wide open, as if he was dead.
"The world is never straight and straight. People's hearts have tricks. You kid, many things are too simple."
These words were like a magical force, causing Yang Zhi, who had a frozen face, to suddenly wake up.
Finally, he accumulated the same emotions that made him burst into tears.
Tears kept rolling down from his eyes. For a long time, Yang Zhi murmured to himself: "Brother Lin Chong, I regret that I should have listened to your words. Isn't it beautiful to stay in Liangshan and be free?"
Having said this, Yang Zhi closed his eyes in pain, but it was a pity that this time, he and his brother Lin Chong would end up separated by different paths, and would never see each other again.
despair!
regret!
Angry!
sad!
sad!
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If God gives me another chance, I must be with Brother Lin Chong and listen to his words. He is the most important person to follow in this life!
He is both civil and military, determined, resourceful and ambitious.
The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan!
Could it be that...he...
For some reason, Yang Zhi recalled what Lin Chong's brother said again, and couldn't help but feel shocked.
Could it be that...brother, he wants to do that big thing?
If that were the case, wouldn't it be an earth-shaking event?
This thought suddenly flashed through Yang Zhi's whole body.
Just as I was thinking about my time, there was a sudden noise outside the cell.
Yang Zhi sat up in confusion, and the old man beside him sighed again.
"It seems the news is true. The monks from the temple are here. This is to give you salvation in advance."
When Yang Zhi heard this, he was not very angry. Once he figured out some things, he felt at peace.
He slowly sat down and his eyes became calm. Sure enough, he heard a sound of chanting scriptures coming from a distance.
Slowly, an extremely burly monk appeared in front of the prison door. When Yang Zhi saw this man, his heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
The concierge actually opened, and the monk clasped his hands and said, "Two donors, Sajiate has come to recite scriptures."
Yang Zhi stared at him, struggled, and crawled to the other end of the cell.
After a while, the great monk stood in front of Yang Zhi. After a while of incomprehensible scriptures, the great monk blinked, but a piece of paper fell to the ground.
Yang Zhi's expression changed slightly, he raised his hand and grabbed it, squeezing it in the palm of his hand.
The great monk smiled slightly, turned around again, and left the cell.
Yang Zhi's heart was beating fast, he looked around, turned his back to the old man, and quietly opened the note.