Jing Xingzhi’s Daily Life in Ancient Times

Chapter 37 - I



That night.

Inside Huanshui County Prison.

Wang Xiang shivered and turned over on the bed; half of his clothes were soaked with sweat. Finally, he suddenly shouted “Ghost!” and woke up with a fright.

The officer guarding the cell was woken up and impatiently patted the cell door with his scabbard: “Be honest, why are you so loud? If you keep making noises, Lao Tzu will make you lose two ounces of meat!”

Wang Xiang nodded and said cowardly: “The little one will stop shouting. I had a nightmare and was frightened.”

Wang Xiang was still frightened.

“Tsk—You are still scared. You’re so timid and dare to be a prisoner.” The yamen servant said, yawned, and went back to the table to continue to squint his eyes.

Wang Xiang, however, opened his eyes wide in fear and did not dare to sleep.

He dreamed that he had seen a ghost, and she was a woman wearing a blue dress. When he thought about what happened this time, the dead woman was also wearing a blue dress, and he couldn’t help but feel guilty.

Could it be that he did something he shouldn’t have done, and someone came to visit him?

Impossible, he must have scared myself. Wang Xiang comforted himself that he would be a rich man after leaving Huanshui in a few days.

Finally, Wang Xiang fell asleep again in a daze.

Wang Xiang in the dream found it very strange. He confessed as the county magistrate said, but he was not released, he was taken to the market full of people.

A mouthful of wine spurted out from the executioner’s mouth, and then with a sharp swing of his sword, he chopped off his head.

When Wang Xiang saw his head rolling on the ground, he was so frightened that his whole body was trembling, but he paralyzed by fear that he couldn’t wake up.

.

Wang Xiang couldn’t see on the pillar at the door of his cell, a formed formation absorbed the yin energy, gathered it into his cell, and invaded his mind bit by bit.

.

As soon as the scene changed, Wang Xiang’s head drifted back to the county government office.

He saw the county magistrate He Zhifang and others eating a pig’s head. The pig’s head was so big, and the bowl and plate were sizzling with oil. It made Wang Xiang felt very hungry.

The rich man next to the county magistrate, whom Wang Xiang had met, said: “Thanks to those two idiots Tan Xingwang and Wang Xiang, we deceived the Old Man Fang! Also, thanks to Magistrate He, you coaxed these two people to obey. Come, Sir, let me toast you!”

“No, no, the main thing is that these two scapegoats are stupid and believe that they will not die. Of course, they had to die, which is the most reassuring. Come, come, I also toast to you. One glass!”

County Magistrate He Zhifang smiled, picked up the big bowl, and drank the whole bowl of wine in one gulp.

Wang Xiang was so furious, he felt half-dead. He had just been beheaded, and these people who deceived him were actually indulging in a feast, eating meat, and drinking from big bowls!

Wang Xiang felt that these people were crossing a line. He wanted to leap at them and bite the county magistrate, making him lose an ear like the pig’s head.

However, just as Wang Xiang lunged forward, the female ghost in the blue dress reappeared. She engulfed the county magistrate and others in one gulp, revealing her skeletal face. Then, she turned around, grabbed Wang Xiang, and stuffed him into her mouth.

Wang Xiang screamed in terror, but it was futile.

The female ghost shouted behind him: “Don’t even think about escaping. You let the one who killed me go! I died unjustly; don’t dream about living well!”

That was how Wang Xiang met his end.

.

In the real county government prison cell, Wang Xiang woke up again, shouting “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

Simultaneously, a fishy smell emanated from Wang Xiang’s pants.

The yamen servant was roused again and asked angrily: “What the hell are you shouting about? Did you dream of being dead? You, a person who committed a serious crime, will die sooner or later, so why scream?”

The yamen servant’s mention of ‘death’ made Wang Xiang, frightened and incontinent, tremble and shudder, holding back what he wanted to say.

Wang Xiang figured it out. The county magistrate must want to kill him and make him a scapegoat. If he ran out and the dead row couldn’t be found, the county magistrate would be in trouble.

Wasn’t that how the script goes? He needed to die so the county magistrate could reassure the civilians.

Therefore, he couldn’t divulge the matter to these lackeys of the county magistrate. He had to wait until the fierce old man and the beardless official appeared before he could claim his innocence.

The beardless official and the old man dared to confront the county magistrate, so they must be influential figures.

Wang Xiang’s legs quivered, and he was in a state of panic. Silently in his heart, he pleaded, “Sister in blue, please let me go! I promise to retract my confession and not let you die unjustly. You really should not come to me in my dreams!”

Wang Xiang had dreamed about two ghosts dressed in blue for two nights in a row. How could he not believe it? He wanted to clear the “ghosts”‘ name immediately!


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.