Sikong Yao was overjoyed, if he could leave this Fulong Village, he would be happy to say anything.

However, the owner of the village changed his expression again, and said coldly: "Then continue to think about it." ”

was put on the spot, and Sikong Yao couldn't wait to rush up and smash the owner of the village.

The owner of the village slowly stood up and said, "Huanggang, take the two of them back first, I want to talk to Feihuang Village first, and I will come back in the evening to settle accounts with them." ”

Huang Gang nodded, and then escorted the two back to the prison.

About half an hour later, when it was time for the meal, the jailer handed out a baguette to everyone.

Meng Xiyao took the baguette and handed it to Sikong Yao, and An persuaded, "Let's eat something to cushion my stomach first." ”

Sikong Yao took the bread angrily, and dragged a piece of it into his mouth with a stupid force, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't torture himself, it was always right to fill his stomach.

I never thought that when that piece of bread was stuffed in my mouth, I chewed it twice, and almost broke my teeth.

Sikong Yao hurriedly spit out the piece of bread, which was as hard as a stone.

"Bah, this is also a baguette, I didn't choose the right oven, the heat was wrong, and the flour was wrong."

The jailer said: "If you like to eat it, you don't want to eat it." ”

Sikong Yao asked, "How do your cooks make bread, it's so unpalatable." ”

The jailer said impatiently, "The cook is sick, and today's bread is leftover from yesterday and baked." ”

Sikong Yao reprimanded fiercely: "Such a thing will eat bad stomachs, you can't do this!" ”

The jailer glanced at Sikong Yao coldly and walked away without looking back.

"I'll go, drag it like this, if you have the ability to come back, I'll smash you to death with this baguette!"

Sikong Yao waved the baguette in his hand and smashed it on the steel fence, making a sonorous sound.

Meng Xiyao looked at the bread in his hand, thoughtfully, and said, "Sikong Yao, calm down first, this bread is useful." ”

Sikong Yao looked at Meng Xiyao and asked, "What's the use?" Do you want to be a guard stick? ”

Meng Xiyao chuckled, quietly walked to the wall, groped on a few bricks, found the most hollow wall brick, and stabbed the baguette fiercely.

His figure was like a bow, and he only heard a muffled sound, and Meng Xiyao actually smashed the wall tile with a baguette.

Meng Xiyao looked at Sikong Yao, who was stunned, and said helplessly: "Perhaps, this bread is not for eating." I've looked at the terrain around here before, and I think it's possible to dig a tunnel from here. ”

Sikong Yao nodded hurriedly, learned from Meng Xiyao by drawing a gourd, and stabbed the wall with a baguette, but he didn't have the power to open the world.

Meng Xiyao pointed to his elbow and taught Sikong Yao how to exert force.

This technique is to combine the oblique knife pushing in the cooking knife method and the straight knife sprint in the martial arts knife method into one, and the force is from the waist, from the elbow to the wrist, and the force penetrates the body, so that the bread can be used as a steel bar.

Sikong Yao's eyes widened, and he was almost speechless by Meng Xiyao's stunt.

Meng Xiyao said with a smile: "At home, I often have to cut tofu and chop firewood for fire, so I know a little bit about knife skills." ”

The foundation of the knife technique cannot enter the door without three or five years, and it takes more than ten years for the small one.

With such profound kung fu, Sikong Yao naturally couldn't get it, so all the work of digging tunnels fell to Meng Xiyao.

Meng Xiyao's technique is extremely in place, and while exerting force, it will not make the chain in his hand make a sound, so that Sikong Yao's job is to let the wind go on the side.

During this period, Huanggang came once, and Sikong Yao originally thought that the owner of the village would see them, but it seemed that it was postponed because the owner of the village had gone out and did not return.

Sending Huanggang away, Meng Xiyao continued to dig the tunnel.

The crypt was so dark that it was impossible to tell the difference between day and day, except that the jailers would distribute food at twelve o'clock at noon and eight o'clock at night.

At twelve o'clock the next day at noon, the jailer handed out two more French sticks, and it seemed that the cook's stomach was not yet well.

This bread was left over from the day before yesterday, and it was like a stick.

Meng Xiyao used a set of double knife techniques, this digging speed was as fast as a machine, and when the jailer brought two more loaves of bread, twenty-four hours passed, and Meng Xiyao, who had not slept endlessly, was almost about to open the tunnel.

Meng Xiyao sweated profusely, and said: "There should be a distance of about two meters to get through, I'll take a rest first, and when the jailers are resting tonight and the security is lax, we'll take it out." ”

Sikong Yao nodded, quietly waiting for midnight to come.

The jailer was sleepy-eyed and sleepy, and fell asleep standing with his head shaken.

Meng Xiyao opened his eyes, the time had come, and the time to escape from Fulong Village was just around the corner.

Meng Xiyao completely opened the tunnel, and turned around and motioned for Sikong Yao to come down.

Sikong Yao saw that the jailer was still dozing off and was about to go down the tunnel, but he couldn't bear to glance at the people around him.

Meng Xiyao saw the sympathy in Sikong Yao's heart, and An persuaded: "Hurry up, go out and call the police, and come back to save them." ”

Sikong Yao nodded wistfully, after all, the two of them couldn't fight against the entire Fulong Village.

However, at this moment, suddenly the person in the cage next door whispered: "Brother and brother, will you take us along?" ”

Sikong Yao looked over and found that it was a passenger on the same plane.

Meng Xiyao said: "When we go out, we will go to the police, you wait a little longer, and it will be fine soon." ”

Sikong Yao was about to burrow into the tunnel, but the prisoner suddenly reached over and grabbed Sikong Yao's leg just right.

The prisoner roared, "I don't believe it, if you run away, you won't come back!" ”

Sikong Yao soothed: "Believe me, I will call the police and take you away as soon as I go out." ”

This prisoner used to be a rich and noble family, ate and drank well, wore gold and silver, when did he live in this damp prison?

In the past two days, the oil and salt have not entered, and the spirit has long been decadent to the extreme, so how can she let her slip out of her hands when she sees a little glimmer of hope.

The prisoner's hand gripping Sikong Yao's leg became harder and harder, and it was hard to believe that this was the strength that a mentally tortured person could have, but people were like this, at the end of despair, they were often able to burst out with great potential.

Sikong Yao couldn't bear it, and asked Meng Xiyao: "Xiyao, why don't you help them, it shouldn't take long to dig a small passage from here to the next cell." ”

The prisoner nodded hurriedly, like a chicken pecking rice, and his sickly face was like a zombie, but the hand that grabbed Sikong Yao refused to let go.

"Yes, yes, hurry up and save us."

For a moment, everyone in the cage next door was crammed into this place, their desire for freedom as the craze for curry in India.

Sikong Yao motioned to them not to make noise, so as not to wake up the jailer.

Meng Xiyao nodded helplessly and said, "Okay." ”

Meng Xiyao held his breath, but stabbed the French baguette and pointed it on the prisoner's hand.

The prisoner instantly let go of his hand because of the sharp pain.

Before Sikong Yao could react, Meng Xiyao pulled Sikong Yao into the tunnel and ran out a few meters.

Sikong Yao came back to his senses, slapped Meng Xiyao in the face, and scolded: "Meng Xiyao, what are you doing!" ”

Meng Xiyao lowered his head and said nothing.

Sikong Yao suddenly felt that it was not Meng Xiyao who had done wrong, but himself, how could he be malicious to his life-saving benefactor.

After a long time, Meng Xiyao slowly raised his head.

Meng Xiyao has never been an impetuous person, but Sikong Yao has never seen him look so serious.

Meng Xiyao took a deep breath, and the atmosphere was so solemn that Sikong Yao could hear his violent heartbeat.

Meng Xiyao said solemnly: "Excess compassion is useless. After saving the people in that room, you have to save the people in the next room, and if you start this way, the people in the entire crypt will be saved, and no one will be able to run away at that time. Mo said that he would alarm the people of Fulongzhai to come and chase him, and he didn't mention that he would bring all the people, just if there were twenty people next door, we would not be able to protect them from surviving in the wild. Let them follow us, and in the end we will only drag everyone to death. I want to save them too, I feel more guilty than you, it's all life! ”

The death of the man in the suit has always haunted Meng Xiyao.

Sikong Yao lowered his head silently, he didn't expect Meng Xiyao to have so many grievances in his heart.

Meng Xiyao's voice became lower and lower, as if he had made up his mind in his heart, gritted his teeth, and then said fiercely: "And now, I just want to take you away from here, their life or death has nothing to do with me!" ”

Sikong Yao was stunned for a moment, Meng Xiyao grabbed Sikong Yao's wrist and ran towards the end of the tunnel.

There's a way to the jungle, there's a remote place, run out, and freedom is ahead.

At the same time, the prisoner realized that he had been deceived.

A nameless fire surged up in his heart.

"If you dare to leave Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will not let you die!"

The prisoner shouted, "Someone has escaped!" ”

In response, the prisoner's roar drove the resentment of all the rest, and the hatred that was full turned into grief and anger and screamed together.

"Prison break, someone has escaped from prison!"

The riot alarmed the jailer, and the snot bubbles burst in fright, and he suddenly came back to his senses, and really found that Sikong Yao and Meng Xiyao were missing.

Hearing the curse and resentment on the other side of the tunnel, Meng Xiyao did not have a trace of hatred in his heart, he thought that he was treacherous first, and he couldn't complain about others, but he just grabbed Sikong Yao's hand and gradually accelerated his pace.

The loud sound of the vigilance resounded throughout Fulong Village, and the news of the prisoner's escape broke the tranquility of Fulong Village in an instant, and a large number of people began to dispatch.

The people of Fulongzhai were well-trained and quickly assembled search and arrest teams and patrols. The search and arrest team led by Huang Gang was responsible for chasing the fugitives from the tunnels, while the patrol team led by Lin Qianting was responsible for controlling the security of the village and guarding against the flow of fugitives, and all the other departments were on standby.

From the sound of the guard to the readiness of all departments, it took only three minutes.

And it was precisely in these three minutes that Sikong Yao and Meng Xiyao had already fled into the Changshan Mountain Range.