After two hours, the sky was gradually getting dark, and an old slave in a miscellaneous uniform walked over, and the wolf knew that the Mongols did not have the concept of Han servants here, and most of the inter-tribal attacks would plunder the captured captives as slaves, and the one in front of him, with wrinkles on his face, was like those ravines on the Loess Plateau. His steps were heavy, and he struggled to carry a large wooden barrel and walked over.

The old slave was thin and small, coughing as he walked, as if he had tuberculosis, and the wolf suddenly felt a little pity for the prisoners in the prison, because he saw that the little bloody phlegm that the old slave had just coughed up fell into the rice bucket that was ten feet away from a bad smell.

A flash of consternation flashed in Haburi's eyes, and he regained his composure in an instant, and said to the old slave loudly: "Old Zhangtou, why are you so late today?" The patrolling brothers finished eating more than half an hour ago! ”

Lao Zhangtou opened his mouth angrily, only half of his front teeth were left, and his words were leaking with wind: "Lao Ha, you don't know, this prison meal in the kitchen is all leftover rice and soup from the previous days, of course, we have to let our people eat it before these prisoners can eat, some things in the kitchen have been delayed today, and it will be done now, if you are too slow, you will carry this prison meal yourself in the future." ”

Habury scolded as he picked up the key at his waist and opened the iron door, while the wolf looked at the old man coldly, especially his thin hands always made the wolf feel that something was wrong.

"Squeak", the door opened, a musty smell mixed with the stench of feces and urine came to the nose, the wolf couldn't help frowning, Haburi pinched his nose and said to the old man: "Come in, we've fed these pigs early, and we're going to eat." ”

As he spoke, he walked in front alone, and when he passed by the wolf, he made a look, and the wolf understood, and when the old man also entered, he followed him into the prison in a flash, and closed the prison door with his hand.

A narrow passage, out of nowhere with the musty smell and foul smell of the yin wind hit one after another, making people chill, on both sides of the stone wall every dozen steps inserted a torch, in this yin wind was blown straight flames, so that the light in this passage is also sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and the moans and screams of the prisoners in the prison make people feel like they are in a hell.

There was not a single jailer in the prison, and the bars on both sides were made of iron as thick as human arms, and through the gaps between the bars stretched out a pair of hands, like lonely ghosts in the underworld, trying to catch everyone who passed in front of them.

Lao Zhangtou suddenly glanced back at the wolf, coughed twice, and said, "Deerha, what's wrong with you today, it seems like you came here on the first day, don't you usually take the initiative to help you carry the bucket!" ”

There was no expression on the human skin mask of the Sky Wolf, and his eyes were as cold as his voice: "I want to carry a bucket?" ”

Lao Zhangtou was stunned for a moment, then threw the rice bucket to the ground heavily, and a wooden spoon stuck in his waist also fell inside, and the yellow, yellow, green and green vegetable soup splashed all over the wolf: "What the hell are you doing today, are you lost your soul in the casino again?" ”

Habury, who was walking in the front, hurriedly picked up the bucket first, and then stirred the spoon in the soup bucket, and then pulled Lao Zhang's head with a hippie smile: "You dissipate your anger, he lost a lot in the casino today, and he is still regretting it at this time, don't take it seriously if you have a little temper." ”

Lao Zhangtou shook his head, scolded and walked through Habuli, the wolf's eyes were like torches, and found that in the corner of this doorway, there was a stack of broken bowls, and a dirty iron spoon was lying weakly in the ashes.

The wolf asked Haburi in a low voice: "Isn't it just a servant who delivers food, why is he so angry?" ”

Haburi smiled bitterly: "Our meal is also delivered by this guy, you also see his appearance, spit out phlegm and cough up blood or something into your dish, you don't have to eat even if you think about it." ”

The old man trembled and picked up a bunch of broken bowls that made people want to vomit when they saw it, and the iron soup spoon was hung by him on his waist again, he turned his head, and his cloudy eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray on his eyes: "Hurry up, you like to stay here?" ”

The wolf picked up the barrel, and the smell made his stomach pantothenic, and then he saw that the wooden spoon that was still in the barrel looked like a-stirring stick. This familiar taste actually evoked his memories of the past, and he sighed in his heart: Sure enough, the prison food in the world is the most unpalatable. By the way, he stepped out of his legs and walked forward behind Lao Zhangtou.

All the way through, whether there was a hand sticking out of the railing or not, Lao Zhangtou mechanically picked up the broken bowl, took a spoonful from the barrel, and then stuffed it through a small hole under the railing.

Sky Wolf walked all the way, only to see that there are all kinds of people here, there are monks and Taoists, there are old and young, strange shapes, the only thing in common, in addition to being all men, is that these people are all practitioners, but their bodies are all nailed to the bone nails, soul needles and other things nailed to the air pockets, resulting in the inability to lift the internal breath to break the shackles and chains on the body.

Speechless all the way, after turning two corners, the wolf's eyes suddenly lit up, this was already the end of this dungeon, and here, four masked people dressed in white were like ghosts here, and behind the four of them, there was a thick iron door, there was not even a ventilation hole on the door, revealing a trace of eerie horror.

The Heavenly Wolf quickly estimated the strength of these four people, although they had no external breath at all, and it seemed that even their breathing had stagnated, but the occasional flickering of the terrifying cold light in their eyes, as well as the smooth internal breath operation in their bodies, clearly showed that these four were all strong first-class masters who had opened up at least one hundred and ninety-six acupuncture points and nine meridians of Xiao Zhou Tian.

One of the four people glanced at the three of them coldly, did not speak, and flashed to the side, while Haburi and Lao Zhangtou, who were walking in front, turned around like a cat and a mouse, and they didn't dare to take a breath of air, and walked in with their heads down.

The wolf didn't dare to be careless, put away all the breath on his body, and followed behind the two with his head bowed as usual, and when he passed the four of them, the corner of his eye swept the four people, the height and height were almost identical, each with a scimitar pinned to his waist, and obviously two of them were left-handed.

The three of them walked to the iron gate, and the gate suddenly shook with a "click" and Xiangshang put it away. It turned out that this was a large iron gate weighing thousands of pounds and four or five feet wide, and this cell was the deepest part of a natural cave.