The cold ground, with a slight rancid and musty smell, rushed into the nasal passages, and on top of that, mixed with the disgusting smell of blood.

"What the hell is this place?" Lingyu rubbed her sore nose and got up.

It was a dull, dirty muddy floor, wet rotting straw, gray and black walls, and rows of iron fences, and there was no daylight, only the wall not far away, and the torches glowed dimly.

It seemed to be a prison, a pigeon-cage-like cell, with blurred faces sleeping, and outside the cell, you could vaguely see the guards dressed in red, who were sleeping on the messy table.

"Boy, what are you looking at?" Suddenly there was a voice from next door.

Lingyu turned her head and saw a prisoner in the next cell talking to her.

"Hey, it's a girl." The prisoner with greasy black hair covering his face said in surprise, his voice was not old, at most he was middle-aged.

Lingyu looked around again and leaned over: "Uncle, where is this?" ”

"Don't you know?" The man was even more surprised, "You didn't know you would be caught?" ”

Lingyu blinked, thinking of one thing: "How did I get in just now?" ”

This person looked inexplicable, and observed her up and down for a while before saying, "You doll, didn't you break your head?" ”

"Regardless of whether I broke my head, uncle, where did you see it?"

"See." The man looked at her with a sympathetic expression, "You were caught in, seeing that you are not very old, and you don't look like you have no money, how could you be caught in?" ”

"No money? What's the money stake? "Lingyu is a little blind.

"How can you be caught if you have money to make merit?" This person looked disdainful, suspecting that the baby's head was really broken.

Making merit? Lingyu thought to herself. What is merit? Spending money to ask monks and Taoists to recite scriptures is called merit. If you have money to make merit, you won't be caught, why is it so strange?

"Uncle, what about you? How did you get in? ”

"Me?" The man snorted twice, brushed away the grassy hair on his head, caught a flea, and put it in his mouth, "Boom". made Lingyu get goosebumps.

"I didn't have any money to donate, so I beat the priest, so I was arrested."

"Priest?" Lingyu was confused when she heard this, and asked again, "What kind of place is this?" ”

The man hadn't answered, in the cell next door. Another skinny young man with a square scarf on his head said weakly: "This is the bitter prison of the Bloody Clothes Sect. After answering, he squinted at the uncle, "You can beat the priest, your Excellency is a master." ”

"The Bloodcoat Cult?"

The young man glanced at her: "Sister, life is not easy. Don't overthink it, it's not good for you to think too much. The tone was extremely calm, obviously when her brain was broken.

Lingyu burst into tears. It's hard to say anything, so I can only continue to pretend to be an idiot: "Big brother, you also have no money to be caught?" ”

"Hmm." The young man replied with a wooden face, lined with dry cheeks without any flesh, which was very terrifying, "I knew that I would also join the Blood Clothes Sect as a Taoist, what kind of books to read!" ”

"Phew!" In the opposite cell. An angry voice came, "They are also called Taoists?" Deceive people for money and defile their wives and daughters. Don't make merit! Sooner or later, he will be sent by heaven! ”

Lingyu followed the voice and saw a thin middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the opposite cell, with messy hair. It can barely be seen that it is a Taoist bun, and the posture is a standard five-hearted sky, which should be a Taoist priest.

"Don't be so loud." The master rushed out his index finger and shushed, "If they hear it, it's over!" ”

"Humph!" The Taoist priest snorted coldly and didn't speak again.

Masters, scholars, and Taoist priests, this bloody cloth has a lot of skills, not to mention the Cangming realm, it is the small world she was born in, and these three kinds of people are not easy to mess with. Master, this kind of person is so brave and ruthless, he draws his sword against each other without saying a word, kills someone and then walks away. Scholars, don't look at them as weak, but they hold the greatest power, pen and ink are like knives, tongues are like swords, and they don't see blood when they kill. Taoist priest, hands and eyes to the sky, can pass through gods and ghosts, and has a strange temper.

Such three kinds of people are actually worse than life and death by this bloody cloth sect? Look at them like this, a person is not a ghost or a ghost, miserable!

"This fellow Daoist, why did you come in?"

The Taoist priest in the opposite cell slowly raised his gaze: "Daoist? Could it be ......"

"You're also a Taoist priest?" The master turned his head to look at Lingyu, "Oh, no, Dao Gu." ”

Lingyu arched his hand to them: "I am cultivating in the lower path, and I have never become a monk." "In Xuanyuanguan, she just took the degree and did not receive ordination, so she is not considered a monk. Not to mention the Taibai Sect, there is no talk of a monk in the entire Cangming Realm.

"The world's Daomen is one family." The Taoist priest showed a big smile and looked at the clothes on Lingyu's body, clean and neat white clothes, although they were not in the style of magic clothes, but they were embroidered with gossip and auspicious clouds on the cuffs.

"Your clothes are so clean. Doll, should you be a member of the Bloody Clothes Sect, who have you offended, and you will be arrested and locked up for a few days, right? The master said, his eyes flashing with suspicion.

As soon as he said this, the eyes of scholars and Taoist priests gradually changed.

"Of course not." Lingyu hurriedly said, "I haven't heard of any bloody cloth sect. ”

"Then how did you get caught?" The Taoist priest asked.

"Uh......"

"This girl has a bad brain." The scholar said, "I can't even figure out where this place is." ”

"Is it like me, because I didn't join the Blood Cloak Sect, so I was arrested?" The Taoist priest said indignantly, "The Bloody Clothes Sect is too domineering, except for them, don't let the Taoist priests of the world survive!" ”

Lingyu was also indignant: "It must be! I was walking on the road, and I was caught inexplicably, and I probably looked like a person from the Daomen. Don't even lay people who haven't left a monk go? ”

Her anger resonated, and the Taoist priest said, "Why don't you call it the Bloody Clothes Sect?" The death of a person in a torture prison is enough to dye each of their clothes bloody. ”

"Huh? Will kill? ”

"What is murder?" The scholar sneered, "Who in the torture prison is not tortured to the point that life is better than death." ”

The master shushed again and pointed to the place where the guards were: "Look, dolls, when they wake up, they don't know which one will suffer." ”

Lingyu looked through the fence and vaguely saw bloodstained torture instruments hanging on the wall: "They have nothing to do?" ”

"Don't be afraid, girl," the scholar raised his chin forward, "There have been a few felons in the past few days, and they haven't been in charge of us yet." ”

"So, will you still beat us?"

The three of them ......were silent together.

The door of the bitter prison was opened, and several red-clothed people came in carrying large rice buckets: "It's time to eat!" Time to eat! ”

Bowls of rice were rudely thrown in front of the cells, and the smell of rancid food could be smelled from afar.

Lingyu covered her nose: "Can you eat this rice?" ”

"Can't eat it? Then don't eat it! The man in red who served the rice unceremoniously took away the rice bowl.

Lingyu didn't mind, the three of them, the master, the scholar, and the Taoist stared at the bowl of rice. Eyes are going to fall off.

The master swallowed his saliva and said, "Doll, if you don't eat it for me, it's a pity to have such a bowl of rice a day." ”

Lingyu took a look, and the bowl was a big bowl. There is not much rice, it is sour, mixed with cold water, and there are a few vegetable leaves floating on it. She was deeply skeptical, could this kind of rice really be eaten? But these three people. I ate like a starving ghost.

finally waited for them to finish eating, and patted their bellies one by one.

"That's all you eat?"

The three nodded.

"One meal a day?"

The three continued to nod.

"......" No wonder they are all thin like this, and they probably don't have the strength to escape.

Lingyu looked at it for a while. Tentatively asked, "So, have you ever thought about running?" ”

As soon as the belly slapping stopped, three people and six pairs of eyes stared at her.

Lingyu was stared at, could it be that these three people were actually insiders?

The next moment, all three of them leaned over to her.

"Doll, be careful, don't talk nonsense." Tall pointed at the guard, "If you hear." Your life is gone. ”

"You think we don't want to escape?" The scholar said, "Don't look at the fact that there are only two guards in the prison, in fact, the outside is like an iron bucket. And we don't have the key......"

"Little Daoyou, do you have a way?" The Taoist priest looked at her from the fence.

"Uh......" Lingyu tried it and found that the aura on her body was very weak. It seems to be trapped by the fence, and the divine consciousness can only cover a small area. In this life, I have retained my memory, but I want to escape from prison?

Anyway, being trapped in such a place is not the way to go.

She took out the Kanli sword from the bag. Fortunately, the Qiankun bag can be used.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the three people were prominent.

"Fellow Daoist, master!" The Taoist priest gave her a thumbs up, omitting the small word in front of her.

"Do you want to dig it out?" The master came up and whispered.

"Can you dig it out?"

"Yes!" The scholar's eyes lit up, and he took over the conversation and quietly lifted the hem of his clothes.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Lingyu glared. If you see something you shouldn't see, you'll get a needle's eye.

The scholar "shh ”

Lingyu leaned in, and a foul smell came to his nose. Also, I don't know that I haven't taken a shower for a few months, and it's hard not to stink in this prison.

On this stinky undershirt, a map was drawn with gray-black things, with clear lines and clear terrain-Lingyu suspected that this gray-black thing was the mud on the scholar's body......

In any case, this map clearly marks the terrain near the prison, and according to this digging, it is really possible to dig out.

The scholar grabbed the map back through the fence: "Girl, you won't leave us alone, will you?" ”

“…… Of course not. "It's a big deal to get through the three dungeons, it's not difficult.

A skeletal smile appeared on the scholar's face, touched the ground, and carefully drew a line with his fingernails: "Dig like this, it will definitely work." ”

Good thing it's not mud...... Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Lifting Kan Lijian, he pondered the angle, and was about to dig down, when he stopped. It's a weird feeling to be stared at by three people without blinking.

She fumbled in the Qiankun bag for a long time and found three small flying knives. Where did this thing come from? After thinking about it for a while, I remembered that a long, long time ago, when she was still in Baishui Temple, she experienced the first battle of monks, and Xuan Chenzi died under these three small flying knives.

"Whoa." One person lost one, "Dig together, hurry up." ”

ps: Yesterday on Children's Day, I remembered some things and was in a very bad mood, so I wrote an update in the middle of the night, and I didn't write it during the day.

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