The door of the Inner Thunder Division is thick and heavy, and the slate is obviously very clean, but it can always give people a very stressful and murderous atmosphere.

When the babbling sound closed behind her and the light dimmed, Qiu Xiaobei almost thought that the two doors behind her would never open again.

Walking through the dark passage and passing by the interrogation place full of torture instruments in the center, Qiu Xiaobei saw that all the torture instruments were black, black from the blood condensed over many years, and at a glance, he felt cold.

When she arrived at a cell, the jailer impatiently pushed Qiu Xiaobei, who was waiting, and after she staggered into the cell, the jailer scolded: "Settle down, you don't have to suffer a little." ”

Then pull up the cell door and lock it.

Wearing thin prison clothes, Qiu Xiaobei stood in a daze, hesitantly looking around the small cell, the hay spread on the ground was damp, exuding a disgusting smell, and occasionally the sound of "rustling" sounded, as if rats and cockroaches were hiding in the hay, which made people panic.

For anyone, this kind of prison for not knowing how many people have died is terrible, and what Qiu Xiaobei is even more inferior and what scares her is that there is a ...... here

"Da, da, da......"

The sudden sound of footsteps made Xiao Bei, who was already on full alert, tremble in fright, and then calmed down again, tilted his head slightly, and saw outside the cell from a few strands of scattered hair, an old man with scattered silver hair and a difficult face to see clearly, pushing a wooden cart and walking slowly.

There was a wooden barrel on the wooden cart, and it was clear that the old man was there to bring food to the prisoners in this prison.

The old man first brought a bowl of rice to each of the cells next to him, and when he came to her cell door, when he passed the rice bowl through the gap, he did not put it directly on the ground, but held it up to her and motioned for her to come and pick it up.

Qiu Xiaobei paused, then walked over slowly, squatted down in front of the wooden fence, and reached out to catch the rice bowl, but the other party made a lot of effort, so that she could not successfully take the rice bowl.

"What do you want to do?" The old man lowered his voice so that only the two of them could hear, "What's in it for you?" ”

Glancing at the other party's energetic and not old hand, and the still thick and young voice after being lowered, Qiu Xiaobei knew the identity of the other party after thinking about it a little.

She put away the real or false cowardice on her face, and calmly replied: "Naturally, I have my intentions. ”

"What is your intention, except for entering this hellish place, is your intention to seek death?"

What a hell of a place to be...... Qiu Xiaobei laughed at himself in his heart, and said calmly and proudly: "I blocked this catastrophe for the prince, no matter how ruthless he is, he should see my loyalty, right?" ”

The old man paused, and then said, "What do you mean......"

"Now," Qiu Xiaobei stared at the other party's eyes, "it depends on whether you have the ability to rescue me from here and return to the prince." ”

"It's okay to get you out, but it will take time." The old man looked at her small body, "But do you know where this is, can you survive it?" ”

Qiu Xiaobei picked up the rice bowl in his hand: "As long as you don't let me starve to death, I can survive!" ”

The old man stared at Qiu Xiaobei for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, you wait." ”

He thought that the meticulous work that could lurk beside the prince had been tested and had some skills.

The "old man" pretended to pack his things and was about to leave, and then asked the last question: "What is going on with Concubine Zhou?" ”

"Then I'll have to ask you, see how much trouble I've gotten." Qiu Xiaobei unceremoniously questioned in turn, with a little anger, as if he was very dissatisfied with Concubine Zhou.