I changed my cell, but I was living the dark days again.

Unlike in the "Qinglong" prison, although the "Suzaku Thirteen" cell is not large, there is a place to defecate, and there are also people who bring prison food, which at first glance is prepared for prisoners who have been detained for a long time.

However, it was probably because he felt that the cultivator was in good health, and the prison rice was packed in a broken pottery bowl, and the guard passed it in through the small window on the door. Not to mention that the food delivered was cold and unpalatable, and the length of time it was delivered, Hongzhi felt that sometimes it was three days, sometimes two days, anyway, it was very lazy, and it was just a matter of telling the people in the prison to stay hungry and not die.

Fortunately, there is water every time the food is delivered. This has almost become the only pastime for Red Paper, who lives alone in the dark.

If you don't use the condensation trick to consume the true element, you can quietly feel the water droplets rolling in the palm of your hand, and then slowly dry on the skin, but it is also good.

Other than that, it's the time to calculate. This is very difficult, the red note can only be estimated according to the number of times the meal is delivered, and then the straw pole is stacked separately in a corner, and I want to know the way to count it.

Day after day, straw stalks piled up, and the red note estimated that almost a year had passed.

Sometimes the red note can't help but think, I don't know what happened to the Danya Sect outside the Lu Dao Prison? Ji Youyun shouldn't have achieved his goal yet, otherwise why would he save his life? That is to say, Chen Zaizhi has been safe and sound, and I don't know if his Dao cultivation has improved.

Later, she thought: Senior Brother Chen is the big fool of Tianzi No. 1, and there are more feelings left by the ancestor in his head, and he should have been promoted to the middle stage of foundation building after more than a year, but it is a pity that he is locked up here and cannot cultivate. There was no chance to compete with him again.

In this way, more than half a year passed, and one day the red note touched the black number of grass poles. Suddenly a little sad, I thought with feeling: "Maybe one day." I'm going to run out of straw in this cell, what's next? I will forget how to speak, and maybe forget all about hatred, and become a waste. What's the point of keeping the true element like this, and insisting on living? ”

It took many days for the red note to come out of this low and pessimistic mood and regain his spirits.

She entertained herself and said secretly: "According to the longevity of the foundation building period, I can live for a long time." Maybe Chen Zaizhi's kid is deeply blessed, and it will take one or two hundred years to successfully form a Yuan Baby, and then return to the Danya Sect, open the Great Array of Sect Protectors, expose the conspiracy of Ji Youyun, Dai Mingchi and others, and then unite with other sects to defeat them. Senior Brother Chen became the first person in the Taoist Sect, and when he remembered me, he beat gongs and drums to take me out of the sect, and I had been locked up for so long at that time. It is estimated that Shouyuan is approaching, he must be old and ugly, and I will definitely ask when I see him, Senior Brother Chen. Do you still remember the fact that the ancestor ordered us to form Taoist couples? Ha Luha, presumably Chen Zaizhi's kid's face must be good-looking by then......"

The red note sat in the dark and laughed silly for a while, and changed to a comfortable position. He despised himself again in his heart: "Forget it, the same fool dreams." It's better to think about Fang Zheng if he hangs on him. ”

Red notes have finally found this bit of fun. In the next few days, she changed her ways to arrange various adventures for Fang Zheng in her heart. The powerful master worshipped five or six, and the strange fruits of the fairy world were also eaten seven or eight times by chance, but in the end, Jiang Lang was really exhausted, and he couldn't make up any tricks anymore, so he gave up.

"Well, isn't there anyone else locked up around here? It would be nice if there was someone who could talk. What kind of Taoist cultivation and demon cultivation does he care about......"

I don't know how many times this thought came to me, but at this time, Hongjian felt that he vaguely heard the singing.

Hongjian's heart sank, and he couldn't help but prick up his ears.

This kind of gloomy and dark place has not moved all year round, and suddenly coming to such a scene is like a sudden haunt, fortunately she is bold, and she is not frightened by changing a little girl?

Red Note slowly stood up, followed the sound and groped his way to the small window of the cell door, and leaned on the window to listen.

The singing was a man, humming a slang tune from somewhere, the red note couldn't hear a word clearly, the singing voice was rough and awkward, obviously not in tune, but no matter how ugly the red note was, it felt like fairy music.

The food delivery person just came half a day ago, and the guards of this demon refining prison are all lifeless, who is this person singing?

No matter who it was, Red Note didn't want the voice to disappear again.

The man babbled for a while, then suddenly stopped and spoke instead: "What? Am I singing badly? Dead old man, you sing beautifully, and others must be able to hear it! ”

"Ha Luha, of course I can hear you talk, don't you also hear me sing?"

"Why? Because you're not as smart as I am. How long have you been in this prison, old man? Tsk, I can't even say anything, it's pitiful......"

The voice was not loud, but it sounded clear, as if the man was talking to another person. Hongjian could only hear his voice alone, and he couldn't help but feel a little hairy in his heart.

"Alas, chatting with your stinky old man who is about to enter the coffin is really unexciting. Forget it, just be merciful to the uncle, lest the old guy sit stupidly all day long, and even forget what his surname is after he reaches the bottom. Come, first report the number to the uncle, what did you do, old guy, what did you do, what did you do? ”

After listening to this voice, the words stopped for a long time and did not sound again, and she couldn't help but be secretly anxious, she had a guess in her heart, but she didn't know if what she thought was right, and couldn't help but say something tentative: "Hey, can you hear me?" ”

She hadn't spoken to anyone for nearly two years, and her voice was obscure and hoarse at first glance, and even the red note herself was uncomfortable to listen to.

But the voice rang out almost immediately. "Oh, woman, why is there a woman in this prison? It's still quite young, ha, it's great, it's not boring now. Beauty, don't be afraid, my brother can hear you. ”

"......" Hongjian felt that if he hadn't been lonely in this black prison for two years, he had worn out his anger and lost his ambition, and he would never have made a stubble again with the other party's words.

Now she was just choked up by this incoherent teasing, and the voice chased after her: "Beauty, how long have you been locked up here?" 'Suzaku' is not an ordinary person, but it took a lot of effort for my brother to move over, is the beauty a big man who has been famous for a long time? Oops, that's a little inappropriate to call a girl, otherwise...... Sister? ”

When she met such a person, Hongjian couldn't help crying and laughing, but from this person's words, she also understood that the man who spoke was also a prisoner.

She couldn't help but ask, "Why can I hear you?" ”

This question seems to have been asked by someone just now, but the answer of the person who asked the red note was much more serious: "Presumably the beauty has also discovered that there is no aura in this prison, and the consumption of true yuan will be less, so even if everyone still has true yuan not exhausted, they are reluctant to use mana to spread their voices." To tell you the truth, before I entered the sect, my junior brother was a casual cultivator, and I entered the Tao with martial arts in the world. ”

The red note didn't understand, and interjected to ask: "Wu? ”

The man triumphantly explained: "Yes, in the world, it is called martial arts, martial arts. It's self-contained, and it's profound. It's not boasting, brother...... Little brother I was a genius in martial arts, but in the world for thirty years to fight all over the world invincible, and then happened to enter a cave of loose cultivation, only to know that Lu Dao himself has a spiritual root, so there is a fairy fate. ”

The red note sounded interesting, so he ignored the nonsense of his brother and younger brother, and when he saw that he was pausing as he spoke, he casually asked, "Oh? So what? ”

She didn't know that whether it was telling a story or talking, she was a partner, and her cooperation made the man's heart itch, and she felt that it was really worth it to move here to go to prison, and her eyebrows fluttered: "So, although I also practice spells well, there are people who are more powerful than me, but in this demon refining prison, I call it second, and no one dares to call myself the first." There is an internal strength mental method in the martial arts I studied, called 'Thousands of Miles of Voice', although we are not close to each other, but you see, I use this mental method, and there is no obstacle for you and me to speak. ”

Hongjian was very surprised, and she said, "Qianli? Isn't that more powerful than a magic weapon? According to her knowledge, the contact distance of the "flowing water bosom friend" is not so far, if it can be separated by thousands of miles, where did she and Chen Zaizhi escape so hard that day.

The man grinned, but said, "Oh, that's what I said, in fact, it can only be more than a hundred zhang away, and no matter how far it is, it can't be farther." Beauty, you don't know what to do, the people who practice martial arts in the world like to brag the most, and they have to give a scary name to any move, like what 'force splits Huashan', how is it possible, and what 'Demon Knife', 'Demon Sword', if they really meet Demon Cultivators, they are not scared to pee their pants. ”

The first time he met such a talkative person, Hongjian couldn't help but smile and sighed: "It's also great to be able to talk from a distance of more than 100 zhang." ”

When the man heard her say this, he immediately flattered and said, "If you can get my sister to praise me like this, let those who practice martial arts in the world know that this martial arts must be worth a lot of money." Anyway, it's boring for us to stay in this black prison, so why don't I teach you how to learn it, okay? ”

Hongjian smiled: "Okay." It's just that I don't understand it at all, I'm afraid it's not so easy to learn. ”

"It's easy. Our cultivators have spiritual roots, which are comparable to their worldly mortal worts, and I guarantee that you will see the results within three to five days. ”

The man paused when he said this, and scolded again: "Dead old man, what kind of mouth, my brother is willing, the beauty wants to take advantage of her, and taught her, the two of us are just flirting and scolding, so that you can't sleep when you listen to it." ”

Hongjian couldn't help but have a headache, thought about it, and said to the man: "Actually, we can't get out, Your Excellency might as well teach this method publicly, let's talk and laugh together and be more lively, and I don't feel that life is difficult." (To be continued......)