The closed and narrow confinement room has nothing to do, it is easy to be cranky, the most important test of people's willpower, staying for a long time will make people have a mental breakdown, Yang Zheng has to train desperately to divert his attention, sleep when he is tired, do not let himself be idle and think about anything else, unconsciously three days have passed, and the old man has not appeared.

On this day, Yang Zhenglian was panting, sitting down tired, thinking uncontrollably, and thinking for a while why Gao Shou couldn't find this place to rescue; For a while, I thought that Ah Mei didn't know what to do; For a while, I wondered when the dark confinement room would be a head, and whether I would have survived to get out; After a while, I thought that I must have been fooled, and it was a conspiracy for the old man to call himself here

All kinds of negative thoughts came one after another, tormenting people's hearts, Yang Zheng knew that he had to go crazy like this, but he couldn't help but think about these things, his willpower was a little loose, and he was shocked, so he quickly got up, moved his hands and feet to make the blood flow smoother, and was ready to continue practicing, and he didn't want to do it when he was tired of practicing.

Suddenly, a slight sound sounded, Yang Zheng was stunned, turned his head in surprise to look at the source of the sound, the cold and solid wall was nothing, Yang Zheng thought that there was an illusion, it was a precursor to nervous disorders, and he was shocked, and quickly took a deep breath, shook his head and put aside the distracting thoughts, ready to have another "five hundred." ”

"Click-" was louder.

Yang Zheng turned his head again in surprise, and found that there was a small hole in the hard wall, a brick was pushed out from the outside, and small pieces of dirt were sprinkled on the ground. ”

"It's good that you're not dead." The old man whispered, his voice hoarse, as if he was not used to talking.

"Huh? Why did you get here? Yang Zheng didn't have time to think about it and asked.

"It's nice to be here." The other party said in a low voice, handed in an iron drill from the small hole, and explained in a low voice: "Pry a few more bricks down, don't make it too big, it is difficult to recover when you turn back, and it is easy to be discovered." ”

"Understood, what's out there?" Yang Zheng asked suspiciously, taking the iron drill.

"What else could it be, a confinement room, of course." The old man whispered angrily.

"You actually came to the confinement room to see me?" Yang Zheng was shocked and asked, seeing that the old man did not answer, he guessed correctly, and his heart moved, and he quickly used an iron drill to pry down a few bricks and expand the hole.

"Okay, that's enough, it will be seen through again, and the military police will block it when they come to deliver food, otherwise you and I will definitely die, I haven't spoken for a long time, I'm not used to it, I'll take a break." The old man's hoarse voice sounded again.

"Understood." Yang Zheng hurriedly agreed, looking inside through the hole in surprise, but saw nothing.

After waiting for a while, the old man said, "This is for you, sleep on the mat at night." ”

Yang Zheng was surprised to see something stuffed in from the hole, grabbed it curiously, and dragged it in, it was a dirty blanket, and there was a strange smell, but it was good to sleep on the ground, and it was not qualified to pay attention to it in extraordinary times, Yang Zheng was overjoyed and said gratefully: "How did you get it in?" ”

"Don't ask so much, I've inquired, the deputy warden wants to lock you up in a confinement room and won't let you out, so I had to take some time to get this and the iron drill, hide it in the confinement room in advance, and then think of a way to be locked in, it's interesting enough, right? Tell me, who are you? The old man asked, explaining.

"I'm a prisoner, how did you get these things?" Yang Zheng smiled and did not reveal his identity.

"I have my own way, don't you want to say?" The old man asked with some dissatisfaction.

Yang Zheng smiled and didn't answer, everyone met in Pingshui, who knows where the other party came from? Rashly revealing your identity is to find death, and it is also a taboo on the battlefield, after waiting for a while, the old man said in a low voice: "I don't want to say that there should be a reason why you don't want to say it, forget it, I won't ask, where is your hometown?" ”

"Qiantang River, Yangjiaxu." Yang Zheng smiled and said the address where his ancestors lived, but now it doesn't exist.

"Qiantang Jiang knows, Yangjiaxu? Haven't heard of it. The old man whispered, coughing, sounding painful, and it took a while to ease it.

"How are you?" Yang Zheng asked in a low voice of concern.

"Looking for someone to fight, I was beaten, left with internal injuries, plus the recurrence of old injuries, I'm afraid I won't live for more than a week, and I can't imagine that I will die here in the end." The old man whispered in pain, with a little detachment, a little lonely.

Yang Zheng asked movingly: "You were beaten in order to enter the confinement room, right?" Who did this to you? I'll kill him when I get out. ”

"You kid still have a little conscience, forget it, this is my life, it's been more than thirty years, even if I don't have this thing, I won't live long, stomach cancer is in an advanced stage, it's not bad to have someone to talk to before I die." The old man smiled bitterly.

"Old man, where are you? How did you get in? Yang Zheng changed the subject.

"Jizhou, Zhao Jiaji." The old man whispered.

"Jizhou Zhao Jiaji? Is it Lin Jiaji next to it? My teacher is from over there, I heard him say that the Lin family gathers literary talents, and the Zhao family gathers military generals, you are famous. Yang Zheng asked in surprise, and couldn't help but think of Staff Officer Lin.

"Oh, you still know this, it seems that you are really compatriots, then I am relieved." The old man said in surprise, with a little relaxation and a little luck.

"I haven't been there, listen to my teacher." Yang Zheng explained awkwardly.

"I'm dying and meeting you, it's fate, you are a compatriot, your teacher is still a member of the Lin family, we have a good fate, although what I have learned to teach you is against the ancestral teachings, but there is no other way to do it in a hurry, at least you don't have to take it underground." The old man whispered with some emotion, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was convincing himself.

Yang Zheng was a little stunned when he heard this, and asked in surprise, "Old man, what do you mean?" ”

"Boy, what's your name? I have an ancestral set of Eagle Claw Fist, would you like to learn it? The old man suddenly came to his senses and asked, his tone a little excited and a little expectant.

"Talon Fist, what's it?" Yang Zheng asked in surprise.

"For fighting, you can defeat the strong with the weak, capture the other party, your kid is not strong enough, and you will suffer when you meet a strong person, but you must promise me a condition." The old man said eagerly.

"No problem, you say, on what terms?" Yang Zheng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly agreed.

"If you have the life to go out, pass this set of Eagle Claw Fist to my family, and let them pass it on from generation to generation, otherwise, I won't let you go." The old man said sternly.

"What a big deal, don't worry, I promise to do it." Yang Zheng solemnly agreed.

The old man was not sure whether Yang Zheng was sincere, but he didn't have much time and had no other choice, otherwise he could only bring the family heirloom into the coffin, so he could only fight, sighing helplessly, revealing a little loneliness and a little desolation, and said to himself: "I hope that I trust you to be non-human, I hope you will keep your word." ”