Lao Ye smacked his lips and reminded him with concern: "Then...you can go, but you must be careful on the road. Although the world is still peaceful, the world is dangerous and people's hearts are even more dangerous. Along the way, don't walk, don't walk at night, and when you meet a wilderness neighbor, you must walk with others..."

Old Ye Xuxu said in a tactful manner for a long time, and Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but smile and said, "Dad, I understand, don't worry. Although my son has never traveled far away, you still don't think about where his son came from? That's the prison of the Ministry of Justice!

Who are the people in the prison? Which one is not a human spirit? My son has been staying with his father to stay in the prison since he was three years old. He was a prison guard for his father three years ago. After dating with these human spirits for so long, how could he be a little good at it, right?"

Lao Ye was amused by him and scolded, "Look, you can do it. I have been in the prison cell for my whole life, but why didn't I practice any Taoism? But what you are right, this person has some ambitions. My father had ambitions when he was a child, but unfortunately he never realized it in his life."

Ye Xiaotian asked curiously: "What ambition has Dad had?"

Old Ye smiled, and he looked a little embarrassed when he smiled: "Dad remembers that it was when Master Jiajing. Once, my father was gnawing candied haws on the street. Suddenly, he saw Emperor Jiajing on a patrol. The emperor was so proud..."

Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but smile and said, "Dad wouldn't have seen such a scene, and he suddenly felt very moved, saying, 'A real man should be like this', right?"

Old Ye also smiled, glared at his son and said, "Barring! Are you afraid of beheading your head when you say such words? Besides, can you have such great ambitions?"

He sighed, stroked his thighs, and sighed and said in memory: "At that time, my father was standing on the edge of the road, watching the emperor's ceremonial guards pass by in front of him, eight tall white elephants, four majestic lions, especially the two fierce tigers.

My father was so envious, and I thought, when can I get a tiger to raise? It’s so majestic when I go out. At that time, my father was so crazy that he thought of a tiger. In a flash, so many years have passed, and my father is already old, and this wish has not come true..."

As soon as I said this, I heard a roar in the main hall: "You are still done, and you have taught me a lesson, so why are you still angry and not eating? Your son has to coax you endlessly? You are old, hurry up and get out. If you don't want to eat, I won't do it in the future!"

Old Ye's expression changed when he heard the sound and responded hurriedly: "Here you come, here you come."

Ye Xiaotian couldn't help laughing and said, "Dad, hasn't your wish come true?"

Old Ye was stunned at first, then he understood his son's words. He couldn't help but lit it on his forehead and cursed with a smile: "Boy! Let your mother hear it, let her not beat you!"

Ye Xiaotian opened the curtain and walked to the main hall. He saw his elder brother patrolling outside the door, squinting his father's figure, and timidly did not dare to enter the room. Ye Xiaotian immediately walked over, held his elder brother's shoulder, and said warmly: "Brother, come, let's have a meal. After the meal, I will accompany you to pick up your sister-in-law."

Old Man Ye glared at his eldest son, but immediately received the glare from his wife. Old Man Ye opened his mouth and finally said nothing. He just grabbed a bun in disappointment and took a bite. Even though he was as majestic as a tiger, he was afraid of a tiger.

Xiaotian's sister-in-law and her husband have a good relationship, but she is too timid and honest to her husband and she hates her not to fight. Now Xiaotian has given up all the prison guards to her brother, so how can she not come back? Therefore, she still feels a little guilty towards her brother-in-law, and when she sees him, she feels embarrassed.

Ye Xiaotian accompanied his brother and successfully brought his sister-in-law back from his parents' home, and then discussed with his family about his trip. Although Ye Dou was so fierce to Old Man Ye, he loved his son very much. She had never left Beijing. She wiped tears when she thought about the suffering her son might have to suffer from traveling far away.

Ye Xiaotian had to comfort his mother first, and then discussed with his father and brother the arrangements for tomorrow. Yang Lin had a "dead-headed meal" tonight, not that he would be executed tonight, but because he had no time to enjoy it in the morning.

He was taken to the prison van early in the morning and paraded with other prisoners who were in the process of this issue. When the old bull chariot pulled him to the court, it was almost noon. Therefore, Ye Xiaotian had to rush to the Tianzhu earlier to obtain Yang Lin's suicide note.

Early the next morning, the father and son of the Ye family left the house. The father and son each had their own division of labor. Ye's father went to the county inspector to apply for road guide for his son. In fact, during the Wanli period, the movement of the people was no longer as severe as in the early Ming Dynasty, but there was a road guide, so it was less trouble to pass the check-in and stay in a hotel. The two brothers Ye Xiaotian and Ye Xiaoan went straight to the prison of the Ministry of Justice, and they had to hand over the task.

Early in the morning, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and the chores who transported toilets, vegetable farmers who brought vegetables into the city, and sparse cars slowly walked on the streets of Beijing...

Ye Xiaotian can see this scene every day, but today it looks particularly friendly, because he knows that it will never be possible to see all this again for a long time. In his heart, Jingzhou Prefecture, Huguang Road, is really an existence like a world!

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In a cell in Xuanzi No. 1 prison, Yang Lin sat in the corner of the wall with his knees in his arms, staring blankly at the skylight above his head. He often used it to deduce Zhou Yi, and the shiny little stones that had been touched by his palms were quietly lying at his feet.

Ye Xiaotian walked to the cell, looked at him quietly through the fence for a while before calling out, "Mr. Yang!"

When Yang Lin heard the call, he slowly raised his head and looked at him with a confused look. The focus of his eyes did not fall on him at all. Ye Xiaotian frowned and said softly: "Mr. Yang, I agree to that matter!"

Just this sentence was like a withered grass suddenly sucking enough rain. Yang Lin, who seemed to have even had life, suddenly felt an indescribable spirit. He quickly rushed to the fence and asked excitedly: "Did you agree? Do you really agree?"

Ye Xiaotian nodded, put down a box in his hand, and said, "The paper, ink, pen and inkstone are all inside. Please hurry up, sir, later... someone will come to send sir to the road."

This sentence seems to be a bit cruel, but now is not a tactful time, because the officers who sent Yang Lin to the road have already arrived. They just waited outside for a while for Ye Xiaotian's sake, and Ye Xiaotian also spent a portion of tea for this.

Yang Lin nodded quickly, opened the box with his trembling veteran, took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone into the prison, spread a piece of paper, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and just stared at it, tears fell like rain.

Ye Xiaotian did not urge him anymore. He was not pretentious, but it was undoubtedly too cruel to urge him again. Fortunately, Yang Lin also knew that there was not much time and he did not delay too long. He started writing while crying.

A letter was written almost like flowing water. Yang Lin carefully dried the suicide note that was stained with tears, stacked it carefully, turned around and came to the fence, and told Ye Xiaotian: "The detailed address of the letter has been written on the cover, and the benefits that are promised to you are also written on it."

Ye Xiaotian nodded, put the letter in his arms, picked up the box, and said to Yang Lin: "Goodbye!"

"Let's wait!"

Yang Lin suddenly stretched out his hand again, grabbed Ye Xiaotian's wrist, and a hint of ferocity appeared in his eyes.

Ye Xiaotian frowned and said, "What are the instructions that sir?"

Yang Lin suddenly bit his finger and used his blood to cut three strange blood stains on Ye Xiaotian's wrists, muttering in his mouth, saying a language that Ye Xiaotian could not understand at all.

Ye Xiaotian did not struggle. He watched Yang Lin smear on his wrist with doubts, muttering something. After he finished all this, he asked in confusion: "It's just a letter. Is it necessary to be so cautious? But I don't know what kind of blessing secret method is Mr. Yang?"

Yang Lin vomited a long breath of turbid air, and a strange smile appeared on his thin cheeks: "Who said this is a secret method of blessing? This is a curse and nightmare technique I learned from southern Xinjiang. It uses blood as a medium, life as an introduction, and death as a guide. It can only be used once in my life!"

Ye Xiaotian was even more surprised when he heard this and said, "The Nightmare Art? I thought it was a talisman. You drew it all over my wrist. Who do you want to curse?"

Yang Lin rolled his eyes and said, "It will be cursing you when you draw it on you!"

This time, Ye Xiaotian was really stunned. After a while, Ye Xiaotian suddenly jumped up and said angrily: "Curse me? I have no grudges and no grudges with you. I also promised to travel thousands of miles to help you deliver the letter. Did you curse me?"

Yang Lin sneered: "Don't worry, as long as you can keep your promise, this curse will never take effect. But if you make a mistake and fail to complete my will..."

Yang Lin's voice became gloomy: "No matter whether you are intentional or unintentional, as long as you promise me that you have not done, this curse will take effect immediately. From then on, you will be in trouble for a lifetime, everything will be separated, your wife and children will not be able to end up well!"

Yang Lin's voice was gloomy. In this dim and cold sky prison, there was a special mysterious smell, as if there was a cold air flow that penetrated into people's hearts.

Ye Xiaotian couldn't help laughing out loud: "It's great, my Lord Yang, you still believe in such a mess. Didn't you say when you touched my bones before that my destiny is extremely hard, and Gods and ghosts are no wise, can you curse me?"

Yang Lin suddenly realized and slapped his forehead and said, "Yes! I almost forgot this matter! I can't curse you, I can't curse you, um... Then I will change to a curse, I will curse you, whoever you follow will be unlucky!"

Ye Xiaotian asked strangely: "What does it have to do with others' bad luck?"

Yang Lin sneered: "No matter which industry you are in, you must always worship seniors and find a backer? If you are a scholar, your teacher will be unlucky. If you are in business, your backer will be unlucky. If you are an official, your backer will be unlucky. Whoever you follow will be unlucky. In this way, can you not be unlucky?"

Ye Xiaotian was speechless and after a while he said sincerely to Yang Lin: "Mr. Yang!"

"Um?"

"Although you and I are not close to each other, and there is no friendship, you came in three years ago, and I also came in three years ago. We have been under the same roof for so long. Now I feel very uncomfortable seeing that you are going to be killed."

Yang Lin said movedly: "It's been a long time since I've been in prison for three years, but my old friends have disappeared, and my relatives are still missing. When I leave, I'm still thinking about you, so I'm a little comforted."

Ye Xiaotian gently held his hand and said affectionately: "But now I really hope that last year today was the ** day of worship..." P: Thank you to the godfather for his Southern Tour, Xiao Dao Rui and other friends for rewarding and support. New book published, collection, click, recommendation, friends, revolutionary little hand started!
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