Chapter 3 Prison
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The next day, at the door of the tavern, Qiao Xuan pulled at Xi Yan who was still looking inside with a big package on her shoulder and turned around reluctantly, "Let's go! Stop looking."
They were all in trouble, and no one disliked anyone. The three of them agreed last night that Xi He would sell the tavern and pay off the money he owed, while Xi Yan would follow Qiao Xuan back to Taoyuan Village to stay for a while.
"Girl of the Xi family, have you heard? Those people are dead!" The aunt who went to help Xi Yan ask for a doctor yesterday clearly glanced at the package on Xi Yan's back and said in a low voice.
Xi Yan was stunned, "Dead?" She subconsciously looked at Qiao Xuan, whose expression was as usual, not surprised.
"Yes! He's dead. Yesterday he was running on the street like crazy, shouting for help while running. I heard that people died at night!"
The aunt wanted to say something more, but Qiao Xuan interrupted her unexpectedly and urged: "It's time to go!"
Xi Yan felt a little confused. After saying goodbye to her aunt, she followed Qiao Xuan away.
"Don't worry!" On the way, Qiao Xuan saw Xi Yan's brows furrowed and couldn't help but comfort him: "Evil people will be punished by nature. Their death has nothing to do with us. You don't have to think too much."
"Why did they die?"
Xi Yan tightened her grip on the package, looked at Qiao Xuan, who was half a head lower than her, and asked, maybe things have not been going well recently, so she would start to get nervous at the slightest sign of trouble.
Qiao Xuan smiled, revealing a row of white teeth, and the two small pear dimples on her cheeks made her cute and cute, "I was scared to death."
"I wasn't talking nonsense yesterday. They had human lives on their hands. Yesterday I used some small tricks to let them see things they couldn't see before. They felt guilty and fearful, and they were scared to death."
Xi Yan: "..."
In Taoyuan Village, Qiao Xuan and Xi Yan stopped in front of a dilapidated courtyard.
"Is this your home? I remember it used to be -" It was a small, square courtyard. Xi Yan did not finish the rest of the words, but just looked around.
Qiao Xuan, like Xi Yan, looked around curiously. The three very dilapidated rooms were leaning together, and the thatch on the roofs was missing.
"They were snatched away by the villagers," she shrugged, looking helpless.
The original owner, an orphan girl, had managed to survive well in the 'Bandit Village' until now. She was already considered very powerful. To the original owner, those extraneous things were just taken away, so life was not important.
"Go in!" After all, it is a place to return to. Everything starts from scratch, and everything that should be there in the future will be there.
The two of them had just rested on a broken stool in the room for a while when there was a sound of footsteps outside.
"Isn't that girl dead? Why is she back again? Are you sure you read it correctly?"
The man with a sinewy face and a long scar from his brow to his ear rushed to the front.
"I really saw it, and I brought the girl from the town back too!"
A short man walking behind the scarred man answered.
Behind them were dozens of people, all of whom had fierce looks on their faces.
When Qiao Xuan and Xi Yan came out of the house, the shabby little courtyard was already surrounded by a group of people.
"What are you going to do?" Qiao Xuan asked in a deep voice, and walked towards the door. Xi Yan followed behind with a wooden stick in her hand as if facing a formidable enemy.
"You are obviously not dead, so why did you pretend to be dead yesterday to scare us? Should you give us an explanation?"
The scarred man glanced at Qiao Xuan fiercely.
Qiao Xuan smiled mockingly and said in a loud voice, "I am the village chief of Taoyuan Village. What do I need to explain to you? Do you deserve it? If you don't accept it, we will go to the county magistrate and tell you how you beat the village chief to death yesterday."
"What evidence do you have for saying they beat you to death? You are not standing here properly!"
The old woman standing at the back had pale hair and a sharp and mean expression on her wrinkled face when she spoke.
Another woman stretched her neck and spat at Qiao Xuan, saying angrily: "Tch! You really think of yourself as the village chief. You are a dead girl and we are really giving you face."
Qiao Xuan snorted coldly and said: "Okay! I will not be the village chief anymore. Whichever of you likes to be the village chief."
"This injury cannot be faked! I will report it to the official in a moment," she said calmly, rolling up one sleeve to reveal the bruises on her arm.
A group of people exchanged glances, and Scarface scolded: "As the head of our Taoyuan Village, what would it be like to sue the villagers of Taoyuan Village?"
"That's right! Other villages are not allowed to laugh at us to death."
"We are here just to visit the village chief. We have no ill intentions. Why should the village chief hold on to what happened yesterday? He is so narrow-minded."
"Yes! Yes! I'm so ignorant."
Qiao Xuan almost laughed out loud. There are unscrupulous people in poor places. Even if he is afraid, he will always be so tough and his words will be so unpleasant.
Since they insist on putting her in the position of village chief, then she should "properly" be the chief of the "bandit village" and let them know that the world is dangerous.
"Since there's nothing wrong, please go back!" She said loudly with a straight face.
A group of people cursed and turned around, going back to where they came from.
Anyway, it makes no difference to them whether Qiao Xuan dies or not.
Qiao Xuan didn't know what they were thinking. He stared at the few people walking at the back with a pair of indifferent eyes. It was those people who beat the original owner to death.
Xi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and the wooden stick in her hand fell to the ground.
She had heard that the people in this village used to be bandits, with bad tempers, toughness and aggression. They were very united when dealing with outsiders, but the relationship between each of their families was not harmonious.
"It's okay, let's go in!"
When Qiao Xuan turned to face Xi Yan, he looked cute and smiling again. He was very kind and his big eyes were twinkling.
The two of them hurried in and out, cleaned up the small courtyard and the three thatched houses, and cooked two bowls of porridge with the remaining brown rice. After eating, they breathed a sigh of relief and went to rest in a room each.
Suddenly, a sound of gongs and drums came closer and closer.
Qiao Xuan's eyes suddenly opened, he got off the wooden bed and walked outside.
"Qiao Xuan, what should we do? It's official officials, they are here to arrest us." Xi Yan was standing at the door of the yard, staring at the group of people approaching on the path.
In front were several official officers with knives, followed by villagers from Taoyuan Village.
Qiao Xuan whispered a few words into Xi Yan's ear, and Xi Yan calmed down, but there was a bit of hesitation in her eyes: "Is this okay?"
"Don't worry! People die in their own homes, not in taverns."
Qiao Xuan did not panic and watched the group of people approaching calmly.
"Are these two Xi Yan and Qiao Xuan?" the older of the officials stepped forward and asked.
"We are!" Qiao Xuan glanced at his face. He had a unibrow, a round chin, a straight and thick mouth, and his ears were higher than his eyebrows. He was an upright and kind man.
"Someone has reported that you killed Wang Da, Lin Yuan and the others. Your Majesty has ordered me to take you back for questioning. You two should come with us!"
The villagers of Taoyuan Village originally came to watch the joke, but when they heard such exciting news, they all looked at Qiao Xuan in shock.
I didn't see it! You are like Qiao Xuan, and you dare to kill people. He usually pretends to be submissive in the village, but outside he is a ruthless person who punches hard.
Chapter completed!