The second day, March 4th, is the fifth day of March.

After Hu Xiu finished boxing as usual and finished breakfast, it was time to go to the Secret Prison Mansion. I didn't take the carriage, so I went alone, and it is estimated that he can't enter the place of the Secret Prison Mansion with people.

Ping'an City, Secret Prison House, "Land" Prison, "000" Room.

At this time, the cold-faced young man was following him, and Hu Xiu had come once, and there were some images, and the second time he came could be regarded as familiar.

The room was dark, and the candles burned out at some point, and they were replaced with new ones, but they were not lit. Hu Xiu stepped forward, and the fire fold leaned forward.

In a few breaths, it was much brighter. Turning his head, the words fell to the ground at some point. The eyes were red and swollen, and there was a large wet patch underneath, probably urine, and the eyes were tightly closed, and I don't know if it was dead.

A candle that burns in the sky for one to two hours is already a very large candle. And the candles in this room seem to be bigger, and they have been burning for three or four hours.

Think about it three or four hours later, my arms and thighs are broken, I can't move, the candles are extinguished again, I can't see anything around me, and there is darkness everywhere I look. No one knows how frightened a man's heart can be.

"Fetch a bucket of cold water." Hu Xiu kicked Yanwen, and before he woke up, he said to the cold-faced young man next to him.

The young man did not respond, only acted, the water quickly came, Hu Xiu took it, raised his hand and splashed it on Yanwen's face, only to hear an exclamation.

Yanwen opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes unconsciously glanced around, and when he saw the light, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes slightly.

Suddenly, he saw someone standing next to his face, and when he looked up, his face was Hu Xiu's.

The words flowed into the middle of the story, snot and tears flowed, and he didn't know how he survived this night. There was no trace of hatred in his eyes when he looked at Hu Xiu, all that was left in his eyes was fear, and his body trembled, like a tamed wild dog lying next to his master.

"Yo~ Our young master Yanwen, how was this night?" Hu Xiu looked at him from high to low.

"Hu... Hugh, please let me go, you can do whatever you want me to do. When Yanwen said this, he didn't even dare to raise his face, let alone look directly at Hu Xiu.

"I came here to let you go." Hu Xiu said.

"Thank you~" The words trembled, still not relieved, it is estimated that even if his physical trauma is healed, the mental trauma is estimated to be unable to heal in this life.

When he met Hu Xiu in the future, he probably didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, but Hu Xiu didn't regret doing this, the wicked have their own wicked grinding, and he didn't have anything to think about after doing this.

"Attach his arms and legs." Hu Xiu naturally doesn't know how to straighten bones, first, he won't, and second, even if he can, he won't give him bones.

Just after the bones, he threw the people to the door of the Secret Prison Mansion, and there were a few guards standing there at the door, I heard that it was the people of the Yan Mansion, and when they came this morning, those people were standing there.

Anyway, words can't die, it's right.

"What happened to what I asked you to do yesterday?" Hu Xiu asked the young man.

"People are in yellow prisons."

"Okay, take me to see it."

The young man didn't make a sound again, turned around and took Hu Xiu out of here, and followed the usual road, turning round and round, Hu Xiu was a little confused, and he didn't even remember how to go back.

Who built a labyrinth on this!

After a few more big turns, it finally stopped, and it was still a pure black building, the style of which was the same as that of the "earth" prison, but the ground was changed to this yellow character.

I opened the prison door, but it was much brighter than the prison cell, and I had a little gout, and I could smell the fresh air all the time, which was also very good.

There was a lot of commotion here, and there were different people locked up here, and you could clearly see the faces of each prisoner.

The prisoners are no longer like a prison number, an iron door, plus a wall, and the prisoners will never see the light of day, but just like in the TV series, they block the way out for you with iron rods.

The prisoners in the prison only send one meal a day, plus two candles, you have to live on these things for a day, Hu Xiu can't imagine how they survive.

"031" Hu Xiu looked up at the number, this time it was normal, and he didn't get a "000" out.

I looked inside, and counted them one by one, eleven people, both men and women.

However, most of them were emotionally unstable, and they all looked at the two with fear. It is estimated that the arrest of them in the secret prison really used some "special means".

When the cell was opened, the group huddled together in fear, shrinking back and shrinking. I'm afraid that if they can squeeze out an ant crack, they will also drill into it.

Only one woman was much calmer, only a few steps back, revealing a defensive posture. Don't say how beautiful she is, just look at his thick eyebrows and big eyes, plump lips, high nose bridge, if it is on a man.

must be a heartthrob, but it's very weird if it's on a woman. As for how to recognize the woman, it's very simple, she is so tall in front of her.

It is not ruled out that she is a women's clothing boss with two meat buns in front of her.

"Which of you knows Chen Daosheng?"

Hu Xiu glanced at everyone, and the group shook their heads again and again, shaking like rattles.

"I know, Chen Daosheng is my uncle."

A weak voice reached Hu Xiu's ears, and when Hu Xiu turned his head, he was still thinking about whether it was a tactful girl talking.

But I saw a specialized body, and if I looked closely, it was taller and stronger than Hu Xiu, and then I looked at that face, wasn't it the woman who looked like a man.

Hu Xiu almost suspected that he had heard it wrong, a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat and couldn't come out, big guy, it was really terrifying~

"Say it again." He wanted to make sure again.

"Chen Daosheng is my uncle, what's wrong."

Hu Xiu is like petrified, and today he has gained knowledge, a handsome woman who cries ghosts and gods, with her face that is more handsome than a man, said the most tender words.

"It's fine, just to make sure." Hu Xiu exhaled deeply and eased up.

"Chen Daosheng studied the ambush, and there is still time to leave Ping'an City and return to Ping'an City, do you all know?"

When everyone heard this, they nodded again and again, and when Hu Xiu saw them nodding, he frowned, and the situation seemed to be a little wrong. The informant must have known Chen Daosheng, the time he left Ping'an City and the time he returned to Ping'an City.

But after being arrested, people must be a little frightened, and being interrogated again, there is a high probability that there will be the possibility of subconsciously shaking their heads.

And this group of people, except for the handsome woman, are all frightened and at a loss, and the whole thing is like an uninformed person, which doesn't look like a whistleblower, because first of all, this group of people must have the courage to whistleblow.

"Did you miss out on the secret prison and arrest some fewer people?"

Now this is the only statement that can be explained.

"We'll arrest all the people in the Relic Pavilion and run away." The cold-faced youth said.

Hu Xiu was a little stunned, they were all arrested, but they were a little miserable, there were only a few people left in the eighteen kings of the year? It's sad and lamentable, but it's also fate.

Not killing them is already the greatest forgiveness for them.

"Let them all go, there's no suspicion in them." Hu Xiu waved his hand, he was indeed not suspicious, and he was not vulgar enough to lock up innocent people.

"Whoa." The young man gave up his hand and opened the cell door, signaling that they could go.

As the group happily walked out of the prison door, "Wait a minute! I'll go back to the Pavilion with you. ”

Hu Xiu suddenly remembered that he had promised Chen Daosheng yesterday to bring back the book he had hidden in the bed board today, and he almost forgot it.

Naturally, the group of people didn't dare to refute, so they all walked out of the Secret Prison Mansion, walked all the way to the north, passed Xuanwu Street, and walked towards the trail, and after a while, they came to a dilapidated mansion.

Raised his head slightly, and looked at the three big characters of the Relic Art Pavilion, which were written on it with an ink pen. In other words, not to mention the attic, just to say that he is a mansion, has already exalted it.

The handsome woman took out the wooden key from her sleeve, poked it gently, twisted it three times to the left, twice to the right, and then to the left, and the door opened.

Hu Xiu stared, not to mention anything else, just this hand, it shocked him a little, what is the principle of this thing, Hu Xiu can't figure it out.

Further inside, there is a large room directly in front of it, one on the left and one on the right. In this way, it is somewhat similar to Hu Xiu's courtyard, but it is completely different.

Hu Xiu's yard, except for his own house, is a little bigger, and the other two sides of the house can only accommodate two people at most.

And this place, it seems, three rooms can accommodate eleven people without being too crowded.

Hu Xiu crossed the threshold and saw from a distance the wooden table not far away, as if a person was lying down. However, there was something wrong with him, because he was lying there motionless.

Walked forward and gently pushed his shoulder, and as soon as the force came, he fell to the ground unconsciously, making a muffled sound, and the blood hole in his chest was very conspicuous.

The cold-faced young man was still following Hu Xiu, and when he saw a corpse, he hurriedly walked over, but after a few glances, he seemed to have a score in his heart.

"The murder weapon is a dagger, and the time of death should not exceed two quarters of an hour."

Two quarters of an hour, that is, half an hour, and it was almost about half an hour for everyone to get here from the Secret Prison Mansion, that is to say, someone killed people at the point where Hu Xiu and the others were going to the Relic Pavilion.

"Do you know this person?" As soon as Hu Xiu turned his head, he saw a spectacle, among the eleven people, ten people were lying on the ground in fright, and four people were scared out of the urine, except for two who were and urine, which were not counted in it.

It's all wonderful, Hu Xiu is such a timid person, he trembled when he encountered a corpse for the first time, and he thought that he was already very timid. Today, I refreshed my three views, looked at a dead person, and instantly frightened people with and urine appeared, and there was more than one.

How did their six-hundred-year-old ancestors conquer such a large territory, and at this point, they can't figure it out.

"Acquaintance, his name is Mingxin, and he usually comes to collect the materials we use, or the leftovers that are useless, come and go, and our relationship is good."

At this time, the only person who was not afraid stood up, and it was the handsome woman.

"How did he get in?"

"I don't know, when your men took us away yesterday, I was the last to come out, and I already locked the door."

So people don't go to the main gate, Hu Xiu looked at the tall courtyard wall, estimated that it was five meters above, in ancient times, it was extremely high and very high as a courtyard wall.

This turned his head to look at the wounds of the deceased, the murderer should have played with a dagger, and then thought about it, is it an undercurrent organization? Until now, only they have the ability and motive to kill.

Immediately, Hu Xiu put the charge on the undercurrent organization, as for whether it is the so-called real murderer, it is not so important, sometimes the truth is like a joke, it is just a rhetoric, arranging the seasoning of the crime.

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