Chapter 824: The Maniac in the Prison

The person who came was a middle-aged man, wearing a robe and glasses, and he was a little nondescript.

His face was full of anxiety and panic, and he couldn't stop panting.

Jinghu's reaction was completely different, he let out a long breath first, and then asked, "What's the hurry? Is the cage broken?"

The visitor replied, "No." ”

"If the cage is not broken, there will be no major incident, go and take a look. "Mirror Lake Road.

The two of them didn't pay any attention to Yang Xuan anymore and walked straight out.

Yang Xuan thought about it, and felt curious in his heart, so he followed behind.

As he walked, Jinghu suddenly asked, "What kind of cultivation are you?"

This question was definitely not the middle-aged man with glasses who came, so Yang Xuan replied: "Heaven level." ”

Jinghu didn't turn back, nodded and said, "That's okay, otherwise, it's a little dangerous." ”

He didn't explain too much, he walked all the way, and met many people on the way, all of whom stood respectfully on the side and saluted, calling him sir, but he turned a blind eye to Yang Xuan behind him.

This walk, I walked to the back of the Drug Department.

Behind is a large stone building, with about a few dozen guards armed with weapons outside, surrounding the outside.

Before he could get closer, Yang Xuan heard a ghost crying wolf howl from the building, the voice was shrill and piercing, how ugly it was, how ugly it was.

Yang Xuan tried to probe in with his divine thoughts, but when he approached the stone building again, he felt a great push.

Jinghu walked outside the building, and someone greeted him.

"Sir, he seems to be even crazier this time than before. ”

A middle-aged man who was also wearing a robe said with a sad face.

Jinghu nodded and said, "Go in and have a look." ”

"Yes!" said several people around him at the same time.

Jinghu took two steps, then turned to Yang Xuan and said, "You can come along." ”

Everyone else looked at Yang Xuan strangely, as if they were curious why Mr. Jinghu wanted to call him along.

But he didn't admit to asking.

Yang Xuan already wanted to leave, but when Jinghu said this, he didn't object, so he followed.

When the locked door was opened, the harsh sound burst out, forming a huge wave of sound that blew the sound of several people in their clothes hunting.

Jinghu didn't hear about it and took the lead in it.

After passing through a long and narrow staircase, they came to a large iron gate dozens of meters below the ground.

"Open the door. "Mirror Lake Road.

A man in a robe stepped forward, inserted a strangely shaped key, and after a few twists, they clicked and opened.

The moment he opened the door, Yang Xuan seemed to feel an extremely cold aura flashing away, causing the surrounding temperature to drop by a few degrees in an instant.

And by the time he wanted to pursue it, the cold aura had disappeared.

Behind the door was a large underground hall, and in the center of the hall stood a large black iron cage, in which was a man in ragged clothes, with a disheveled head, and his face could not be seen clearly.

The man was howling as he shook the iron cage frantically, knocking it almost sideways.

For some reason, looking at the madman in the cage, Yang Xuan actually had a sense of déjà vu.

Jinghu took two steps forward, suddenly stood still and asked, "Have you been tranquilized?"

"A hundred units of tranquilizers were shot, but it had no effect. The robed man reported.

"Another five hundred units. Without the slightest hesitation, Jinghu spoke.

"But sir......" The robed man who opened the door hesitated: "Five hundred units, we can't guarantee the survival of the experimental specimens." ”

"Rest assured, this test subject is not like an ordinary person, and five hundred units will not let him die. Jinghu explained.

The robed man nodded, and out of nowhere he reached for a long metal stick, and after placing some kind of clear liquid on one end of the stick, he aimed at the madman in the cage.

Laugh at!

With a soft thud, a beam of clear liquid turned into an extremely thin needle and pierced directly into the madman's chest.

Oh!

The madman seemed to feel something, screaming frantically, and his strength became much greater in an instant, and he actually bent the metal fence on the outside of the iron cage.

Everyone changed color in unison and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Jinghu didn't move, but took two steps forward, as if observing the madman's movements.

After a few minutes or so, the madman finally collapsed limply in the cage, not hearing a sound, and if it weren't for the fact that his chest was still heaving, some would even suspect that he was dead.

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief.

At the moment when the madman fell, the long hair that had covered his face spread out to the sides, revealing the madman's face.

The moment he saw the madman's face, Yang Xuan was shocked, his body was stunned, and the whole person came to the cage in an instant, staring at the man in the cage with his eyes.

Several robed people looked at him strangely, and even Mr. Jinghu looked at Yang Xuan with a strange face.

Yang Xuan looked at the madman for a while, his eyes were strange, but he didn't say a word, and took two steps back.

Although Jinghu was strange in his heart, now was not the time to ask.

He spoke directly: "Prepare the seventy-second injection." ”

"Yes!" the robed man who opened the door replied, turning and walking away.

After a while, he walked in with a metal syringe.

Jinghu took the syringe from his hand, and with a slight movement of his left hand, the madman lying on the ground was involuntarily attached to the railing, revealing his chest.

Jinghu first probed his pulse with his fingers, and then with a wave of his hand, a huge needle pierced the madman's chest.

The madman didn't even move, and the five hundred units of tranquilizer apparently worked, paralyzing his nerves and making him lose any response to external stimuli.

After the injection, the madman fell limply into the cage again.

After squatting next to the cage and observing for a while, Jinghu said, "Jia Shen, after an hour, inject him with No. 36 injection, and then inject No. 109 every three hours for twenty-four hours." ”

Jia Shen was the man in the robe who opened the door, and he was also a disciple of Jinghu, and he said respectfully: "Yes, sir." ”

After observing for a while, Jinghu stood up and left, leaving several disciples where to observe the madman's reaction at any time.

Before Yang Xuan left with him, his gaze swept over the madman's face intentionally or unintentionally, with a strange expression.

After going out and walking for a while, Yang Xuan suddenly asked, "Mr. Jinghu, is he the madman who killed a lot of people?"

Jinghu smiled: "I didn't expect this matter to spread like this." Yes, he was the one who killed nine of our drug department staff. ”

After a pause, Jinghu continued: "He was originally a new alchemist we recruited a few years ago, and he has always been fine, but at the beginning of this year, he went out once, and after he came back, he became silent, and his whole person seemed to have changed, and soon after, he suddenly went crazy and made a brazen attack, killing nine alchemists in a row. ”

Yang Xuan's expression became even more weird, and he asked, "I don't think his cultivation is high, how can he kill so many people?"

Jinghu shook his head and said: "Don't look at his cultivation when he is good, it is because of the control of drugs, once he is completely crazy, his cultivation is close to the imperial level, even I am not an opponent, it was the imperial court guard who made a move before, and he was subdued." ”

Yang Xuan was silent for a moment, and then asked, "What's his name?"

"Lin Tongfang, what's the matter?, do you know?" Jinghu looked at Yang Xuan.

"The first time I saw him, I was just curious why he was so powerful?" Yang Xuan looked flat and shook his head.

Jinghu didn't doubt him, and sighed, "That's why we used him as an experimental subject. ”

After being silent for a long time, Yang Xuan suddenly said, "Mr. Jinghu, I have some research on the soul, and I want to participate in this research." ”