12. The Great Prison

"My lord, this is the truth. Please be aware of it. Zhu Hai bowed deeply.

After the tray of words that had been carefully thought out before, all that remains is to look at luck. Zhu Hai stood quietly, not panicked, the whole story went over and over again in his heart, even if there were flaws, it didn't matter, as long as he made sure that he was not suspected of hiding secrets, even if he was guilty, it didn't matter.

I saw the officials in the hall, you look at me, I look at you, as Zhu Hai guessed, his mind was on Fang Cao's inheritance. "Chen Zhutou, this matter still needs you to take the soldiers of this city to Fang Cao's private school to confirm. The "Lord" sitting in the center of the hall spoke, "Master Zhang, Fang Cao is the staff of the City Lord, and after Chen Zhutou confirms this death, you and Chen Zhutou will go to the City Lord's Mansion to report together." "Yes, sir. Chen Zhutou and Zhang Zhutou answered, retreated first, and led people towards Fang Cao's private school. After the hall was quiet, the "adult" looked at Zhu Hai with a little playfulness, "You can report the case as soon as possible, you are a good resident." This is not greedy for things that don't belong to him, and he is a good resident. To be able to inherit Mr. Fang's legacy of studying ancient mythological symbols, he is a great good resident. ”

Zhu Hai's heart was cold, it seemed that this matter had not been resolved, and he sighed secretly, "The villain looked at Mr. Fang's immortal death, and his heart was very sad, these are what I should do." ”

"Originally, logically speaking, this official should not suspect you, but now that the case is still unclear, I may have to wronged you. "My lord" said with a smile on his face, waving his big hand, "Come on, take Zhu Hai down first, pick a hurry cell, take care of it, and wait for the case to be clear, and then hold a court for deliberation." ”

Zhu Hai frowned, unable to resist, obediently followed the soldier down, and did not forget to thank the "adult" before leading away.

When Zhu Hai was taken away, the closeness of the "adult" couldn't help but discuss curiously, "I don't know why the adult wants to detain this kid, this ninth-rate martial artist can't kill Fang Cao." "Yes, this Fang Cao used to be a genius, and now he has at least third-rate strength. ”

"You guys, I didn't hold this kid to investigate the case. The adult took a sip of tea and said proudly, "Our circle has a treasure in the hands of Chuanfang Cao, but everyone has never seen it." This kid is the last person to see Fang Cao, you say, is it possible that this treasure is in his hands?"

"Yes, yes, my lord is really forward-looking. A bunch of compliments came out. A slightly discordant voice asked, "Then we just searched for him." "Hmph, who told you that this treasure must be a thing, maybe it's a secret, in a word." "Your Excellency is really wise, and you can help your subordinates solve their doubts, and your adult is really smart. An unassuming attendant said loudly. "Haha, the children are teachable. "Your Excellency" laughed twice and praised. I couldn't help but look at this subordinate twice, this sycophant is so unique, and he is very comfortable to shoot. A group of people looked at this "sycophant" viciously, and at the same time regretted that they didn't think of this method.

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Zhu Hai was escorted to the prison by two messengers, and the geographical location of this prison is very interesting, in the center of the city lord's mansion and the yamen. In these five southwestern states, the southwest overlord is the number one master, and the hegemon established by his family has become the center of the twenty-seven cities in the southwest five states through the development of these years. The overlord of the southwest is also well-deserved, and it is the largest force in the southwest region, with a vague atmosphere of the dynasty. The official mission naturally developed, so this yamen is not only the yamen of the southwest region, but also the yamen of the southwest overlord. As for the city lords of these twenty-seven cities, there are many hills, each with its own origin, and the southwest overlord can't completely dispose of these twenty-seven city lords, so these cities constitute a power confrontation between the yamen and the city lord's mansion. Among them, there are three other major forces, Cihang Pudu Zhai, the undercurrent of Heaven and the Holy Sect surging, but fortunately, this new world after the fusion is vast enough for everyone to toss.

In the distance, you can see a huge Rashomon Gate standing in the middle of a square, and the ghost face on it is fierce and evil, as if it wants to swallow the world through the huge mouth. The two messengers handed over Zhu Hai to the jailer at the door, "This is Zhu Hai, and he is the reporter of a homicide, but the suspicion of murder has not been ruled out, and he will be detained here for a few days." Nine-rate martial artist, from the countryside. The specific information is in the instrument of transfer. After a brief introduction, the two messengers handed over the handover documents to the jailer along with Zhu Hai.

Seeing that he was not a vicious person, the jailer casually escorted Zhu Hai through Rashomon. This Rashomon is indeed the entrance to a small space, Rashomon as a treasure, not only can suppress this small space, so that it remains stable, but at the same time, the magic circle on this Rashomon Gate plus the particularity of an independent small space, the prisoners who are imprisoned here have nowhere to escape.

Since the world merged three thousand years ago, in the following thousand years, the world has slowly stabilized, and there are fewer and fewer spatial rifts and such small spatial levels. What has survived to this day is a very stable small space, and it has also become an interesting place in this world after being continuously developed and improved by cultivators. Legend has it that the overlord of the southwest, that mythical figure, has a small space of his own, and there is a great creation in it. Now, the Southwest Overlord has been in retreat in this small space for a long time.

Having said that, after Zhu Hai was brought into Rashomon, he only felt that he had passed through a thin curtain of water. However, there is no trace of aura in the small space in this Rashomon, and it is necessary to transform this into a prison. Zhu Hai's automatic Changchun internal force suddenly stopped, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. This environment without aura is really a disaster for cultivators. Slowly, Zhu Hai found that Changchun's internal force was running again, this time there was no external spiritual energy entering the body, but his own spiritual power continued to operate, washing away his own spiritual body and body. After feeling it slightly, the toughness of the body has become stronger, and the characteristics of this Changchun internal force have not been felt by Zhu Hai so far, this internal force that can operate automatically will definitely not be an ordinary spiritual power, Zhu Hai is convinced of this. Unlike being able to feel the toughness of his body becoming stronger, Zhu Hai didn't know what benefits his spiritual body would have under the washing of Changchun's spiritual power, but it was definitely beneficial.

After being taken away for a while, he passed three checkpoints and was handed over three times. Along the way, you will see the area of the jailers' activities, the area of the management department of the prison, and an area without a mark, which has a powerful aura coming from it, and if you guess correctly, it should be the place where the bigwigs guarding the prison are retreating. And Zhu Hai's cell is the shallowest level of the real detention area. After all, it was greeted by the big men of the yamen to live and eat well, and there was no big fault, after all, in this world, life and death between martial artists are too common, and it is impossible for them to be imprisoned.

Zhu Hai looked around his cell, it was not bad, there was no smell. If you want to describe it accurately, you have changed the bathtub for bathing in the toilet of your villa to a bed. What a subtle description, Zhu Hai said proudly. The wall on one side of this aisle is completely transparent, and there are even cut-outs. It's so much like the shower room in a love suite in a five-star hotel, you ask Zhu Hai how a sophomore in high school knows so much. Don't ask, if you ask, you are rich and handsome.