In the dark prison, there was a rustling sound from time to time, and the four of them were working hard.

When the red-clothed guards came to make their rounds, they pulled over the tattered straw and covered it tightly. The inmates in the other cells saw it and watched with interest, but none of them went to tell the informant.

Lingyu is seen by them, digging tunnels is such a thing, and it can be hidden from the guards, but it can't be hidden from the cellmates who are in the same prison, and besides, it is not good for them to tell the truth.

After digging all day, she dug a small pit - Kanli Sword is really not a tool to take advantage of, and her true yuan is in a state of stagnation, and it is too difficult to dig quietly.

Lingyu exhaled a breath, sat down, and was about to breathe, when the prisoner in the cell on the other side suddenly called her, "Eh, sister." ”

She followed the voice and pointed at herself: "Me? ”

"Nonsense, who else is a girl here besides you?"

Lingyu looked around, too, except for her, they were all men.

"Is there something wrong with the eldest brother?"

The man brushed away the weedy hair on his head and pointed to the corner: "You want to dig it out?" ”

Lingyu nodded and admitted, "Yes." ”

The man said, "Sister, I advise you to save your mind." You think you've ever thought about digging tunnels? ”

"So, someone has already dug it?"

"Not really." The man pouted, "In your prison, there is a man who has been locked up for more than a year, and every day he is trying to dig a tunnel to get out. ”

"And then?"

"Later, after digging only a small pit, he was killed." The man glanced contemptuously at the four of them, showing a sense of intellectual superiority.

“……”

"Sister, I kindly told you, save it, with this effort, it is better to ask to go to the mine to do hard labor, maybe one day you can pay off the debt." The man spoke bitterly.

Lingyu was puzzled: "Debt? ”

"Yes, the sentence can be paid with hard labor. We can't help it if our bodies are broken, look at you looking good. There shouldn't be any hidden diseases, right? ”

Lingyu paused for a moment, and laughed twice: "Thank you big brother for your kind words, I'll think about it." "Well, if this road doesn't work, it's not bad to go to the mine, maybe she will recover her strength when she goes out. But. It's not yet time, and she hasn't figured out what the purpose of this second life is.

"Don't think too much about it, those few, there's a problem here." He pointed to his head. He raised an eyebrow with a "you know" expression.

This man is a chatterbox, henceforth. As long as Lingyu stopped working, he pulled her to talk about the east and west.

From his mouth, Lingyu knew a lot of things.

The Bloody Clothes Religion is the state religion of this world. More than a decade ago, it was just a small sect that originated in a remote area and no one knew about it, but gradually, it became more and more powerful, swallowing up many sects. It was so crowded that Buddhism could not survive, and finally became the state religion.

The so-called bloody clothes do not mean that the people killed are enough to be dyed into bloody clothes. That's just that the cellmates here were persecuted by the Bloody Clothes Sect and made sarcastic remarks. In fact, the Bloody Clothes Sect was an ascetic sect at the beginning. All blood-clothed disciples will be thousands of miles of penance, their shoes will be broken, and their blood will be soaked in their clothes. The blood of the bloody clothes is not the blood of others, but the blood of one's own. Every believer, with a pious heart, traveled thousands of miles and traveled all over the world with his legs to spread the teachings.

It is precisely because of this kind of devotion and asceticism that their followers have increased and gradually become the number one religion in the world.

Lingyu listened to it and felt that the teachings of this Blood Clothes Sect were very similar to those of the ascetics of Buddhism, but they acted with obvious Taoist characteristics. The merits they preach, the immortals, the spells and powers they pursue, belong to the Daomen; To gain the approval of "God" with * penance and spiritual piety, it is very similar to Buddhist teachings.

And the teachings of the Dao Sect and the Buddha Sect are very different, and they can be cultivated at the same time, but it is difficult to get along, which makes the Blood Cloth Sect look like a freak, making Lingyu, a person from the real world, feel extremely awkward.

This three-world mirror is really wonderful. In the first life, it was obvious that her real life experience was imitated, and the imitation was almost exactly the same, not only successfully docking with her memories, but even the passage of time could find traces. For example, when she left home, Master Cheng and the second lady were more than ten years younger than now, and the third brother and Shen'er were only seven or eight years old.

Now the second life she has experienced is even more wonderful, this unique world is vivid and three-dimensional, and anyone she talks to has his own personality and hobbies, Lingyu almost doesn't believe that these people are fake.

"Smack! Syllable! The whip struck the human body, mixed with a weak scream. This scene would be played out every few days, and as the scholar said, the guards' attention was on the felons and did not bother them. This makes their act of digging tunnels well hidden.

Led by a few of them, the prisoners in the surrounding cells began to silently collect chopsticks and learn from them to dig tunnels.

Gradually, more and more prisoners joined the tunnel-digging operation, and almost all the cells dug a passage to meet underground.

Lingyu is happy to see it, she is trapped here, and there is very little aura that can be mobilized, and it is difficult to dig out a passage on her own.

"Girl." A human head suddenly came out from under the straw, and without preparation, scared the person to death.

However, Lingyu has become accustomed to it, since the passage has been dug underground, the personnel in various cells have moved frequently, and it is common to visit the door. Thanks to the strict security around the prison, the guards of the prison were not strictly guarded inside, and there was a fixed time for patrolling every day, and the fact that the prison had become a groundhog hole did not leak out.

In fact, Lingyu has always held an attitude of indifference. Because she knew that this was the third world mirror creation zào, and every qiē was fake, she wanted to test how much truth there was in this world. If the tunnel is not discovered, she escapes from prison, and if the tunnel is discovered...... Then she will observe what Cheng Dù really is in the third mirror.

"Oh, Brother Gengxin, what's the matter?" Lingyu replied casually.

The prisoners in the torture cell are very interesting, they don't sign up, they just use numbers. More than a dozen cells, holding hundreds of prisoners, numbered by the combination of the heavenly and earthly branches, for example, Gengxin, Renshen, Yiwu, Xinji, etc., Lingyu's number is Chending, Gengxin is the man next door who persuaded her not to dig the tunnel, and later there were more people who came to dig it, so they also dug it up, and now they often come to her to visit the door.

-- Speaking of which. The prisoners in the torture prison were all men, and she was the only female prisoner, and this group of people did not find it strange. Only this made Lingyu feel that she was in the Third World Mirror, not a real world.

Gengxin crawled out of the tunnel. sighed: "Sister, it's not a way to go on like this, we only eat one meal a day, digging tunnels is a hard job, and many people can't dig it." ”

Soak the rice in cold water in the bitter prison. Lingyu doesn't need to eat it to know how unpalatable it is, and it's good that this group of people hasn't fallen ill. In order to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm, her bowl of rice is always eaten by the person who digs the most. But this is not a fundamental solution, there is no body, enthusiasm is just a castle in the air.

In the cell on the other side, the scholar Yiwu came over: "Gengxin, my sister has already saved us her bowl of rice, and she can't do anything about this kind of thing." ”

Geng thought hard for a moment and said, "Or." Let's save the rations, feed a few people, and let them be responsible for digging? ”

That's really the way to go. The question is. They eat less, who wants to save? Besides, there are fewer people digging tunnels. It's slowing down the progress.

Things have come back to square one, there is nothing to eat, and the body can't hold on!

"What to eat...... Lingyu sat in the cell, staring at the leftover wine and food of the guards in the distance.

These red-clothed guards, in addition to beating people, eat and drink every day, and patrol the cells very sloppily. If only I could get them the food and drinks......

What is there for her to pique their interest and exchange for food and drink?

Lingyu dug around in the Qiankun bag, and finally found a spirit stone.

Regardless of whether the Blood Clothes Sect cultivates Buddha or Tao, they are always cultivators, since they want to cultivate, they need aura, and this spirit stone can always be exchanged for something to eat, right? Locked in the cell, her divine sense is not very useful, she can only feel that the aura in the eyes of these people is very weak, only a little better than ordinary people, and they must be interested in this thing of spirit stones.

With the decision, Lingyu quietly passed it on, and most of the people returned to their cells, so as not to change too much and make the guards suspicious.

"Come on, come on!" The master in the next cell, the one codenamed Ren Shen, shouted weakly.

Soon, the guard's attention was grabbed.

"What for?" The red-clothed guard with a fat head and big ears walked over and shouted.

Ren Shen grabbed the fence and covered his stomach pitifully: "My lord, I have a bad stomach." ”

Eating cold water and soaking rice all day long, eating a bad stomach is simply not a disease, and the guard was furious: "Dare to tease Lord Ben, look for death!" ”

"My lord, I didn't ......" Ren Shen coughed, and the corners of his mouth spilled some debris, with a slight shiny, which immediately attracted the attention of the guards.

"What is this?"

Ren Shen coughed again, coughing out a fragment the size of a fingernail, a dirty black palm, lining the small gravel more and more like jade.

The guard brutally snatched the small fragment, and suddenly, an abundant aura could not stop it.

"Where did this thing come from?" The guard's eyes lit up.

Ren Shen said in a panic: "My lord, I don't have ......"

"I ask you, where did this thing come from? Answer honestly! ”

Ren Shen hung his head and pointed to the ground: "My lord, I am very hungry, I found this in the mound, and I ......"

Before he finished speaking, the guard pulled out his waist knife and scraped it twice on the ground, and sure enough, the soil was mixed with many jade fragments. The guards had the heart to rummage through the cells, but they were worried that they would be alone and that the prisoners would be in trouble if they rioted, so they said, "Dig up all these things!" ”

"Your Excellency!" Ren Shen clutched his stomach and pretended, "My stomach hurts so much!" ”

Yiwu, a scholar in the same cell as him, also coughed twice and covered his stomach: "My lord, I ...... too"

"You guys have itchy skin?" The guard flicked his whip menacingly.

Ren Shen and Yi Wu were silent and did not dare to speak.

The guard looked at his drunken companion, thought for a moment, and said, "How about you dig up the things and let you have a full meal?" ”

The two were overjoyed: "Is what the adults said true? ”

"Nonsense!" The guard returned to the wine table, took a plate of white chopped chicken, and threw it in, "Eat it and work for me!" ”

Ren Shen and Yi Wu snatched the white chopped chicken, desperately stuffed it into their mouths, gobbled it up, and finally squeezed a few words out of their mouths: "Yes, yes." ”

"Remember, don't let anyone know!"

The guard carefully picked up the fallen spirit stone crumbs and returned to the wine table.

Ren Shen and Yi Wu finally swallowed the chicken in their mouths and made a triumphant gesture to Lingyu next door.