In the northern suburbs of the capital, in a desolate and bitter cold place full of wind, sand and gravel, and inaccessible, a strange black stone castle stood silently in the yellow sand and red soil in the sky. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Through the dripping sunlight that shone from the sky, the entire stone castle looked only endless darkness at first glance, without the slightest variegation. Backed by the vast Gobi, this towering stone fort resembles a lonely black tombstone, highlighting a beacon of death.

It was such a lifeless stone fort, and it had a name that terrified all North Vietnamese people - Heavenly Prison. As the highest-ranking secret prison in North Vietnam, it holds almost all the heinous and important prisoners in the country, and those who enter this death row are equivalent to receiving the death sentence in advance.

Since the establishment of the Heavenly Prison 100 years ago, no one has ever come out of this death row alive, so there is a saying in the private circulation of many powerful people in North Vietnam: As long as you enter the Heavenly Prison, unless you turn into ashes, it is possible to float out of it.

Through the layers of heavily guarded barriers, hidden deep underground at the bottom of the prison, a rather divorced cell is hidden in the huge heavenly prison. As the first death row in North Vietnam, the construction of the Heavenly Prison can already be called an iron wall, but compared to the scale of this cell, the entire Heavenly Prison can only be said to be a small thing.

In this small cell, huge stones several zhang square completely enclose every corner of the space, and each of these stones weighs 10,000 catties. It is not an exaggeration to say that even if the entire Heavenly Absolute Prison is razed to the ground by external forces, it will definitely not be able to shake this prison cell in the slightest.

It's hard to imagine how much manpower and material resources it would take to complete such a project in such a dark underground. And what's even more heart-wrenching is that the stone walls around the cell are all as black as black iron, and with a dim oil lamp, the whole space gives people an extreme sense of coldness and suffocation.

In the dim light, a thin figure crouched in a corner of the cell, his limbs wrapped in thick chains. The ends of the chains were all fixed to an inconspicuous cobblestone, and at a glance, the cobblestone gave people an unusual feeling, as if everything around it was silently swallowed up again.

On closer inspection, this person was wearing a dark black prison uniform, in fact, to be precise: this is not the original color of the prison uniform. Those who know death well will know at a glance that these blacks are blood stains that have been stained with blood for a long time, constantly drying and condensing.

And at this moment, many superficial wounds on this person's body are still bleeding, and the red blood combined with the pitch black of the man's prison uniform makes it look extremely terrifying. However, even in such pain, the man's face hidden under the dirt still showed perseverance and calmness. Especially his eyes, which shimmered with firmness like shooting stars piercing the sky, enough to eclipse the entire starry sky.

The cell's silence remained as quiet as ever, and this particular prisoner was unusually silent, his body untouched as if it were a stone sculpture throughout, only his deep eyes and well-proportioned breathing were still telling the outside world that he was still alive.

There was a dull click, and an iron door that had been imprisoned for a long time finally opened abruptly, and a trace of fresh breath flowed in. Immediately after that, two men dressed as jailers also quickly walked in, and these two men also carried a large food box in their hands, betraying the purpose of their trip.

As the jailer opened the food box, the exquisite dishes inside were revealed, which were more suitable than food and tonic medicinal food, from ginseng and bear's paw to deer antler velvet.

After putting all these meals into the cell, one of the jailers said with some sighs: "I can't imagine that the once invincible son of heaven would fall to such a state." ”

"Yes! Who had such a deep hatred for him, imprisoned him in his homeland, tortured him every day and prevented him from dying. Another jailer chimed in: "Sometimes, I really want to help him, kill him and give him relief." ”

There was something unbearable in the jailer's voice, which could make a jailer who was accustomed to life and death and familiar with all kinds of torture derive such emotions, which showed what kind of inhuman torture this man had experienced.

"You can be quiet, even he can't escape such a fate, it can be seen that the people behind this matter have such means." Hearing this, the jailer who spoke at first immediately stopped him carefully.

"Yes!" With a sigh, the jailer quickly put away his sympathy, even a character like him was trapped here, let alone a small jailer like him, it might be easier for the people behind this matter to kill him than to trample an ant to death.

After a brief conversation, the two of them did not dare to leave this place without the slightest delay, this is not as simple as a prison cell in the simple sense. Although this cell was built under the Heavenly Absolute Prison, it did not belong to the category of the Heavenly Absolute Prison, and it did not even belong to the North Vietnamese Kingdom, which shows the strength of the manipulator behind this matter.

Shortly after the two of them retreated, a sparse sound suddenly sounded in a corner of the cell, and it was easy to spot a one-foot-square, ventilated air hole in the direction from which the sound came. In this cell, where even a gap is hard to find, this vent is the only place where you can communicate with the outside world, but this vent is also very well designed, and its caliber will not allow a normal person to pass through.

A moment later, a small head cautiously poked out of the vent, a child who was only six or seven years old, and his body was extremely thin, otherwise he would not have been able to pass through this narrow vent smoothly.

Against the dim oil lamp, the boy's delicate face was also revealed, under the harsh conditions of the sky, the boy's face was full of dust, but it could not hide his pampered white skin, and his immature face was always full of elegance, making it difficult to imagine how such a child could appear in such a death row.

Noticing that there was nothing unusual, the boy jumped into the cell with ease, apparently not the first time he had been here. Smoothly entering the cell, the boy first came straight to the imprisoned man, and the man's eyes that were as calm as water and unwavering also had some brilliance.