Yang Fan was carried away by two heavily armed prison guards, leaving the little prison guard alone leaning against the pillar and feeling stunned, only then did he think of Sheng Lanlan and Ou Suyang who stayed in the prison cell.

He wanted to pull the alarm bell again to take Sheng Lanlan away, but he felt that it was inappropriate when his hand was halfway out. The person was brought in by him, and if it was known that Sheng Lanlan was a woman, he would definitely be responsible, and the deputy warden would be implicated. Yang Fan's fainting had already made the deputy prison director big, and he couldn't make any more trouble, and he didn't dare to make a big deal out of it.

The little prison guard stared at the T-shaped porch, wanted to go over and take a look, took a step and held back, he was afraid that he would faint like Yang Fan. He crossed his arms and stared ahead, looking at Sheng Lanlan to come out quickly.

At this time, Sheng Lanlan stared at the wall of the prison cell in astonishment, barely breathing. Everywhere the flashlight in Ou Suyang's hand reached, there were dense lines of burning texts.

Ou Suyang frowned and walked slowly by the three walls.

"These words should have been written by the Ge family brothers with a special potion, and they will not fade after many years, as long as they are illuminated by a pillar of light, they can appear. It's just that these words are difficult to recognize, and they are very similar to the words reflected on the wall in "Ge's Treasures". ”

Ou Suyang had specialized in studying that kind of words, but he didn't recognize any of the words on the wall.

Sheng Lanlan calmed down from her surprise and stood still behind Ou Suyang, pointing to the words on the wall.

"I think these words are charms, specially used to ward off evil spirits."

"Could it be that the Ge brothers want to help with this practice?!"

Ou Suyang suddenly understood something. He stared at the unfinished dark red handwriting on the last wall and pointed it to Sheng Lanlan.

Sheng Lanlan looked at the dripping handwriting, and a layer of mist appeared in her eyes. It was as if he saw the uncles of the Ge family being taken out of the cell before the handwriting was finished in a hurry......

"They must not have finished writing, should I help them with this wish......

Sheng Lanlan seemed to be talking to herself, and she seemed to be asking Ou Suyang's opinion.

Ou Suyang looked at Sheng Lanlan in disbelief.

"Would you do this?"

Sheng Lanlan nodded, although she couldn't understand all the words on the wall, she probably understood what she was going to do. The Shanyin techniques that Wei Shumei taught her were just right to fill in the unfinished runes on the wall.

Ou Suyang didn't know that Sheng Lanlan had this kind of ability, and wanted to know how she was going to do it. Sheng Lanlan took out a silver-pole brush from her backpack, dipped it in a special sand box, and continued the handwriting on the wall with a wave of the pen. In a few moments, rows of strangely shaped symbols filled the last wall.

Sheng Lanlan put away the pen and found that her arm was a little sore. Raising his eyes, he saw that Ou Suyang was using a flashlight to study the words she wrote.

"What's there to see!"

"It's special."

Ou Suyang leaned close to the wall to focus on those strange symbols, Sheng Lanlan stared into the shadows, a cloud of smoke that seemed to be absent was slowly dissipating.

Sheng Lanlan knew that she had succeeded, but she couldn't show joy. She was afraid that Ou Suyang would be worried, and the skills she learned would always run into things from the evil sect.

"Let's go!"

Sheng Lanlan pulled the placket of Lao Suyang's clothes, and she could feel that the ink-colored spirit stone in her pocket was getting heavier and heavier.

"If I look at it again, I should be able to remember it all."

Sheng Lanlan didn't dare to disturb Ou Suyang's eyes, as far as her eyes could see, she had already put the handwriting on the wall into her mind. After Ou Suyang finished reading the last character, he closed his eyes and went through it again, before taking Sheng Lanlan's hand and walking out of the prison cell.

The two of them went out and almost bumped into the little prison guard, and the little prison guard leaned against the door frame, smiled awkwardly, and asked Ou Suyang and Sheng Lanlan to leave quickly.

"Staying in the cell for a long time hurts your body."

"Tell me how it hurts?"

"Even if the cold is heavy, it is easy to get arthritis, and the brain circuits will also deteriorate."

The little guard said, leaning over to look inside the cell.

Just now he was leaning against the pillar in a hurry, and suddenly he saw the golden light in the prison cell, and the cold air around him had dissipated most of it. He walked in with the courage to bump into Sheng Lanlan and Ou Suyang coming out.

There was only a miserable white lamp in the huge prison cell, which was semi-dark and nothing special.

"How can it be so exaggerated! According to you, when a prisoner comes in to serve his sentence, he has to fall ill when he gets out of prison? ”

"It's okay elsewhere, only this one, so this place has long been abandoned."

The little prison guard shuddered and hurried to lead the way. Sheng Lanlan smiled at Ou Suyang, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the golden light covering him disappeared. Reaching out and pinching the ink-colored spirit stone in his pocket, he didn't know if he had gathered the energy of the three uncles of the Ge family. We'll have to wait for the night to be revealed.

Walking out of the gate of the prison cell, Yang Fan was still missing, Ou Suyang asked, and the little prison guards knew that they didn't know that Yang Fan had fainted. Hurriedly took them to the prison hospital.

It's strange to say, there was such a big movement just now, Sheng Lanlan and Ou Suyang were in the prison as if they were closed, and they didn't hear any movement at all.

Yang Fan had already woken up, and he couldn't move his whole body, as if he had been restrained by something. Ou Suyang talked to him, and he could only nod mechanically, and his tongue was so stiff that he couldn't open it.

The doctor was at a loss and suggested that Yang Fan be sent to Xijiang Central Hospital for examination.

The deputy prison director had been guarding Yang Fan's side, and he was anxious when he heard the prison doctor say this. He was afraid that he would not be able to give an account to Major General Yang, and his son just came to the prison to check the information, and he turned his family into a wooden man, and he could not escape the blame.

"Slowly, is it a tendon that is pulling?"

"Deputy Warden, it's not uncommon for him to be in this situation before. Lao Li was even more serious than him back then, but he was transferred to the hospital late, so he became like that......"

The prison doctor stopped talking, and the deputy prison director's face suddenly darkened, and he was about to call someone to carry Yang Fan to the hospital. Sheng Lanlan stopped him.

Yang Fan's deep eyes fell on Sheng Lanlan, and his mouth was still unable to speak.

"Well, let's take him away. He's going to be fine, don't worry. ”

Sheng Lanlan gestured to Ou Suyang, although Ou Suyang didn't know what she could do, but he knew that Sheng Lanlan would not delay Yang Fan's illness for no reason, and she must have taken Yang Fan away because of her certainty.

Yang Fan was carried into the hotel room of the Western Xinjiang Military Region by Ou Suyang.

It was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and despite the rumbling in her stomach, Sheng Lanlan didn't feel hungry at all. She urged Ou Suyang to eat.

"I'm guarding Yang Fan here, maybe he'll be fine when you come back."

Ou Suyang saw that Sheng Lanlan wanted him to avoid it, so he couldn't help but ask her how to treat Yang Fan.

"Okay, I'll pack it for you when I get back."

As soon as Ou Suyang went out, Sheng Lanlan quickly closed the blackout curtains in the room, and the room was suddenly dark.

The candle was lit, and the flame of the candle did not move at all on Yang Fan's face, reflecting his deep pupils. The two flames in the deep pupil were as quiet as a rainbow in the eyes.

Sheng Lanlan stared at Yang Fan's eyes, took out the ink-colored spirit stone from his pocket, and shook it in front of his eyes.

"Uncle, second uncle, third uncle, tell me what you have quickly."