The Prison of Devouring Rice, a prison built in the westernmost col of Xuancheng that is not known to outsiders at all. Yan Keran only learned about the existence of such a ghostly prison after he was promoted to the secretary of the military department, and he didn't know anything about it before that. Yan Keran deceived Yun Xuan again, he didn't go to the barracks so late, he went to this devouring prison.

Before coming, Ke Ran already knew that this prison was absolutely not allowed to enter during the day, only at night, and he couldn't figure it out about this, but since it was a long-standing rule, it was natural for it to be followed.

The speed of the four-seater sedan car slowed down significantly after entering the mountain, and the mountain road was difficult to walk after all, and it was still in this dark night with almost no moonlight. Yan Keran looked around all the way, this was the first time he had entered this mountain called "No Stay", no stay, no stay, doesn't it mean that people don't stay?

Yan Keran smiled bitterly, it is really a prison for someone. Looking out of the sedan chair, the mountain that is not too tall is obviously sunken in the center of a large piece, and it is also the kind of sunken bottomless, if you stand on the top of the mountain and look at the bottom of the mountain, you can only see a piece of darkness with the help of the night.

The biggest feature of the mountain is the deep pit, a circular mountain around a huge deep pit in the middle, whether it is day or night, sunny or rainy, it is difficult to see the bottom of the pit by the human eye. This strange mountain has always had all kinds of ghost legends, and ordinary people dare not approach it at will, and the awe of this mountain has intensified as time goes by.

After a circle at the top of the mountain, the sedan began to descend along a narrow and secluded mountain road. Yan Keran, who was sitting in the sedan chair, had also felt the instability of the sedan chair, and the whole person had to hold the support point with both hands, otherwise he would fall forward. With his hands on both sides of the sedan chair, his legs against the front of the sedan chair, it is not easy to maintain this position for a long time, Yan Keran wanted to get down and go by himself, but before he came, Shen Qianji had already warned him that he would never go down to the ground in this mountain.

"It's all man-made horror!" Yan Keran has already defined Buliushan in his heart, even if his body is uncomfortable, no matter how sore his legs and hands are, he has to support it with all his might, after all, it is not easy to talk about it, and it is even more difficult for the four people who carry the sedan chair.

Thinking that his physical strength was limited, Yan Ke Ran didn't look outside for a while, what he could feel in his afterglow was that the night continued to deepen, until the surroundings became pitch black, and he could no longer see any starlight, and he knew that the land had arrived.

The sedan chair was put down steadily, and Yan Keran walked out of the sedan chair tremblingly, and the soreness in his body had tormented him all the way. The bottom of this pit was not bleak, just not far from him, there was a flash of fire, Yan Keran still subconsciously looked up at the top, except for the black pressure similar to the clouds, he could no longer see anything.

Yan Keran walked towards the firelight, and when he got closer, he saw a city gate similar to the capital, and there were three words written in ancient fonts on the city gate, "Devouring Prison", fortunately, Yan Keran's seven years in Qingshan Academy were not in vain, and he still knew the ancient font. It's just that I muttered in my heart, this ancient font is a hundred years ago when the Liang just founded the country, after a hundred years of changes, most of the ancient characters have been simplified, to now can know the ancient characters of the Liang people are rare, when they were in the academy was forced by the master to learn this ancient and difficult to understand the text, I can't think of this time to play a role.

"Master is really prescient!" Yan Keran had to admire Baishi, but in the end, he had a new question in his heart, could it be that this devouring prison was established as early as the founding of the Great Liang Dynasty? Has it been a secret for hundreds of years?

There were two guards standing in front of the door of the Eater Prison, their armor made it look like they were about to go to war, and what was even more strange was that these two guards were wearing masks with blue fangs, showing only two eyes, which was very in tune with the atmosphere of this prison.

Yan Keran showed the Fierce Talisman, and the two guards just moved their eyes, and then let Yan Keran walk in. The front half of the body is in the hands of Emperor Liang, and the second half of the body is in the hands of the generalissimo of the national soldiers and horses.

The moment he walked into the prison door, Yan Keran felt that he had walked into the mouth of a monster, and this dark bloody mouth really had the illusion of devouring people. Unlike Yan Keran's expectations, the inside of this devouring prison was very dry, and there were no cells at all as far as the naked eye could see, and the two long corridors on the left and right were all paved with huge stones, and they were blue and white from the ground to the wall.

Walking in the Eater Prison, Yan Keran did not feel depressed at all, but there was a stream of air flowing in the prison all the time, and all the torches on the wall flickered with the wind from time to time, pushing the strange atmosphere in the prison to a climax.

"Which path do you choose?" Yan Keran was a little embarrassed, when he decided to come here, he didn't have a chance to ask about everything about the Devouring Prison, but he was told that he would understand when he arrived. "If you go to the same place, you will be chosen!" Yan Keran strode towards the road on the left, this road was really long enough, and he began to wonder if he had really chosen the wrong one, all the scenes were exactly the same, and there seemed to be no end.

If there is anything that has changed, it is the sound of Yan Keran's own footsteps, the more he walks inside, the more clearly he can hear his footsteps. It seems that it is coming to an end, Yan Keran judged so, and sure enough, there was a gap in the wall on the right hand side not long after, this was not because of the collapse or other reasons that caused the wall to collapse but deliberately artificial. Standing in this gap and looking to the right, isn't this the right road that I didn't choose at the beginning?

"Sure enough, sure enough!" Yan Keran was glad for his choice, and when he reached this gap, he also reached the end of the Devouring Prison, and there was only one of the same bluestone walls at this end, the only difference was that there were heads every other zhang on this wall.

Through the firelight, Yan Keran saw that these avatars were all hellish ghosts, each avatar was different, and what was similar was the weird and terrifying feeling displayed by these avatars. Take the avatar in front of Yan Keran as an example, with long snow-white hair, a pair of fox-like hanging horn eyes, and the remaining half of the face is two big pincers similar to crabs touching each other, and the whole face is cyan, as mad as you want.

Yan Keran vaguely remembered that when he was in Qingshan Academy, he saw something with this kind of appearance in an ancient book, it seemed to be called Yuzhen, and he thought the name was good at the time, after all, he relied on words to describe it, and now that he really saw the real thing, it was inevitable that the hairs on his body would stand up. As for the other avatars, Yan Ke Ran really didn't have any interest in watching it, or it was important to get down to business first.

Stretching out his hand and pushing Yuzhen's avatar, the wall in front of him slowly cracked from the middle, making way for a bluestone road, and what Yan Keran faced after entering was a real cell.

Inside the chamber hung a round iron cage as tall as three people, all wrapped around the cage by iron chains, the other end of which was fixed to the wall of the chamber. Three large gear-shaped circular devices are evenly divided on the three points of the circular iron cage, and the iron chains are all connected to the fixed points on the wall through these three circular devices.

The light in the stone room was very dim, and the smell was somewhat unpleasant, like that of a pen of livestock. A slight sound of iron chain friction also came into Yan Keran's ears at the same time, he began to carefully approach to find the source of the sound, and after not much effort, he found the source of the sound, which was the three round devices like grinding discs, those iron chains were not fixed after passing through the grinding discs, but had been slowly moving in one direction, and the friction sound of iron chains came from like this.

Yan Keran looked in the direction of the iron chains, these iron chains were moving at the same time, according to this calculation, when the iron chains were moved to the extreme, the round iron cage in the middle would fall to the ground.

Why is this design? Yan Keran then took a step forward and looked under the circular iron cage, the bottom of the iron cage was not flat, but a dark and deep hole, and this size should be just enough to accommodate this round iron cage.

"Could it be that the iron cage sank into this hole? If so, the chains will be pulled to the highest position, and if the chains start to shrink back, the cage will be pulled out of the hole again. What is the purpose of this design? ”

"You guessed it!"

As soon as Yan Keran looked up, he found that the voice came from the iron cage, and the pitch-black mass inside was indeed a living person!