"He has never been in good health, it's almost time."
The prisoners chatted in twos and threes.
An old prisoner suddenly fainted, which made them feel a little sad, but that was all, and they didn't have many other feelings.
Qiao Mu was silent for a moment, then stood up again and walked towards the old man's cell.
The iron chain behind him rattled as it was pulled straighten little by little.
The sixth-rank warrior's surging internal energy exploded, and the huge force pulled the iron chain tight in an instant, making a sound of being unable to bear the heavy weight.
The sudden movement also interrupted the prisoners' chat.
"What are you going to do?" someone asked in surprise.
Yeah, what I'm going to do.
In fact, Qiumu didn’t have a very clear or definite idea in his mind.
After all, he and the old man next door had just met each other. They couldn't even be called friends. They just chatted nonsense these days.
But this did not stop him from taking action.
Whether he saves people or not has nothing to do with whether the old man is a familiar relative or friend. The key is that he wants to save people.
Because of immortality, there are no taboos.
Others cherish their lives and are afraid of death, but he is not.
"Let me pretend to be this cool today."
Qiao Mu took a deep breath.
The demon disintegrates and starts!
The iron chains tied to his body cracked and broke in an instant!
Under the shocked gazes of many prisoners, Qiao Mu kicked open the cell door, but did not take the opportunity to escape. Instead, he kicked open the old man's cell and rushed in.
Qiao Mu didn't know any medical skills, so he simply observed the old man's condition and felt that his breathing was weak and his blood was dry.
"Does anyone among you know medicine?" Qiao Mu stood up and asked, his voice echoing in the cell.
No one responded, they were still in shock.
"No one knows medicine?" Qiao Mu frowned, picked up the old man on the straw mat and prepared to leave.
Although Qiao Mu could break free of the chains and escape from the prison easily, it did not mean that he could fight his way out by force. Otherwise, he would be underestimating the Heyang City.
If he really walked out like this, he would be surrounded by soldiers and killed in a pile. Moreover, he was carrying an unconscious old man on his back, so he would die if he forced his way out.
At this time, a prisoner finally spoke:
"I know medicine."
Without saying a word, Qiao Mu kicked open the prisoner's cell door and asked him to feel the old man's pulse.
"The pulse is weak, the blood is dry... In my opinion, this is not a serious illness, but he is... old." said the doctor in prison uniform.
"... He can still talk to me normally these days." Qiao Mu asked.
"Old people are afraid of falling. If they fall, they will be gone." The prisoner shook his head:
"Life and death are inherently impermanent."
"It is rare for a person to live to 70. It is rare for him to live to this age while being imprisoned."
"So, there is no cure?" Qiao Mu asked again.
The prisoner thought for a moment and replied:
"If he were outside, with someone to take care of him and medication to treat him, maybe he could live another ten days or half a month?"
Qiumu didn't say anything else.
At this time, noisy sounds gradually arose from above, followed by the sound of a door opening and dense footsteps.
The jailers heard the noise in the cell and rushed in in groups.
"How did this prisoner escape?"
"The chain broke? Did you make a mistake?"
"Tie it up again!"
Qiumu did not resist.
Birth, aging, illness and death are the norm in life. Although he was an exception, it was beyond his ability to save an elderly person.
He has been tried for treatment, but there is no way he can force his way out of the prison alive. All we can say is that he tried his best.
So he was driven back to the cell by the jailers.
This time, as a prisoner who had escaped from prison, his treatment was not as good as before. The jailers were afraid that he would escape again, so they put on thicker chains and tied him up tightly with three layers of chains.
I used to be able to walk four or five steps in this cell, but now it’s difficult to even take one or two steps.
"Why are you doing this... It's a thankless task." The prisoner doctor just shook his head and said nothing more.
The other prisoners who witnessed the whole process of Qiumu breaking free from the chains and escaping from prison also had doubts in their hearts.
If Qiumu was an ordinary prisoner, they would laugh at him for being stupid for doing such a thankless task.
Not only did he fail to escape from prison, he was also tied up with several layers of iron chains. His life from now on will not be so comfortable.
But after witnessing Qiumu's tremendous strength that could even break the chains, they were filled with more awe.
The strong are destined to be respected. Even if they do something that seems stupid, people will still be in awe of them.
The old man, who had been in a daze, opened his eyes, looked at Qiumu and smiled.
"You are a young man, but you are so kind-hearted. I was wrong about you."
"But is it worth it for my old bones?" He looked at Qiao Mu who was tied up with iron chains.
Based on his experience of being imprisoned for many years, he knew that a prisoner who failed to escape would definitely receive special attention from the prison boss.
Qiao Mu's eyes were calm: "What is worth it? Why do you have to calculate so much in life?"
"It is enough to have clear thoughts."
"You are an interesting person with clear thoughts." The old man closed his eyes slightly and drank a sip of water, but a sense of panic slowly grew in his heart.
He was semi-conscious before and heard Qiao Mu discussing the patient's condition with the prisoner.
I can't die yet... I still want to live.
After so many years in prison, the children at home must have grown up...
No matter how old you are, it is still not easy to be open-minded about matters of life and death.
Who doesn’t want to live longer, who doesn’t want immortality
The night gradually deepened.
The old man was half asleep and half awake, and the faint moonlight shining on him was suddenly blocked. He seemed to realize something and looked back, only to see the colorful little wild cat squeezed in through the small window on the cell wall and looked down at him.
The wild cat jumped lightly and landed lightly on the cold ground without making a sound.
It was clearly a small wild cat with messy fur, but it walked on the ground with strange grace, step by step, leisurely, and then it jumped onto the old man's straw mat.
"Go, go, this is not the place for you."
The old man tried to drive it away, but he was already out of strength and his throat was very dry, so he couldn't make any sound.
The little wild cat was not afraid of people. It just climbed up and lay there against the old man's chest.
The old man only felt a warm sensation in his chest, and a small furry thing came up to him, rubbed him gently, and made a soft snoring sound.
"This little thing... I can't drive it away. Is it stupid?" The old man stroked the wild cat's back twice.
Unconsciously, the panic and fear of death that had arisen in his heart gradually faded away.
Having been in prison and living alone till now, it is not too bad to have this little thing as a companion at the end of my life... .
Finally he fell into a deep sleep, snoring softly.
The little cat just lay quietly against him.
Perhaps because it was disgusted by the cold prison floor, it stretched its tail in front of it, put its two front paws on the big, furry and soft tail, leaned against the sleeping old man, and closed its eyes slightly.
.
A night passed.
When the jailers showed up for patrol the next day, they quickly discovered the old man's body.
"The old man died? Didn't he survive the night?"
"It's his destiny."
"Stop chatting and deal with the prisoner's body."
"... Was there a dark shadow flashing by just now?"
The wild cat with messy fur was suddenly awakened when the jailer opened the door, and ran into the shadow of the next cell in two or three steps.
When the jailers left, the prison became quiet again.
The wild cat was about to jump onto the small window and leave, but suddenly he heard the rattling sound of iron chains beside him.
It raised its little head and saw in the faint morning light a tall man tied up with iron chains, looking down at it.
The little wild cat was alert and suspicious at first, then took two steps back.
Then, as if he had sensed something, he gently raised his nose and sniffed, his pupils dilated.
Then he took two steps, and his previously graceful catwalk became slightly hurried.
It continued to move forward, and when it reached the man's feet, it had collapsed to the ground, its eyes lifeless, its tongue hanging out of its mouth, revealing the expression of a cat that was anesthetized.
"What a cat pervert, he's so naughty." Qiao Mu stretched his body and his eyes lingered on the empty straw mat in the next cell.
Chapter 70 I'm going to be famous again (4k
"What? Choppiff is in jail?"
Inside the mansion in the west of the city, Shen Qinghe looked at his housekeeper in surprise.
"The master has been reading in the study these days, and he is very focused."
"When I went out this morning, I found that this matter had caused quite a stir..." The housekeeper looked at Shen Qinghe.
Shen Qinghe had been reading books and materials about immortal cultivators and their souls these past few days. He was so engrossed in his research that he remembered this only after the housekeeper reminded him.
"It's my fault." Shen Qinghe was a little embarrassed.
His official position was seventh-rank prosecutor, and his duty was to investigate criminal cases. Qiao Mu was imprisoned for something, so he should not have known nothing about it.
"But how could that little man Qiao be so capable of causing trouble? How could he make irresponsible remarks about the emperor? And in a teahouse where there were so many people around?"
Shen Qinghe was an upright official who only cared about right and wrong and did not care too much about the human relationships. Otherwise, he would not have been demoted from a fifth-rank official in Beijing to a seventh-rank local official in Nanzhou.
He arranged for Qiao Mu to be the chief constable in the Six Gates. Firstly, he trusted Wang Shanhe, and secondly, Qiao Mu himself was very capable. Being a chief constable was more than enough for him. It was a waste of talent, so it did not violate his principles as an official.
"Master, what should we do next? Do you want to go to the prison?" asked the butler.
This butler is an informant planted by Feiyuwei. This reminder was actually given by Emperor Yonghe who wanted to see Shen Qinghe's attitude.
"You mean to rescue someone? Haha."
Shen Qinghe was very calm, with no obvious expression on his face:
"When Master Wang...Master Wang recommended him to the capital city, he wanted to polish his character, so why should I go to rescue him?"
"If he says something wrong or does something wrong, he has to pay the price. Every failure is a learning experience."
After saying that, Shen Qinghe changed into his official uniform and prepared to go out.
"Since you are not going to rescue anyone, where are you going, sir?" asked the butler.
Shen Qinghe said without hesitation: "Let's take a look at the files. Of course I have to see what exactly this Qiao Pifu has done wrong, right?"
...
A quarter of an hour later.