Chu Xiaofeng held the torch, squinted his eyes, and carefully identified whether the thing in front of him was a person or a ghost. He took a few steps forward and exclaimed, "Are you a human or a ghost?" ”

"Sir said with a smile, of course I'm human." The man said as he walked.

"Huh? Looks like you can tell me what's going on here. Chu Xiaofeng walked over quickly, and was suddenly horrified. I saw a man with a face covered with red bumps, crawling with difficulty. Behind him, an iron chain passed through his collarbone, firmly restraining his life.

"I've been waiting for almost three years, and finally someone is coming to my rescue." The man's tone trembled, his chapped voice let out a hoarse roar, and the anger that had been suppressed for three years finally exploded.

"You wait for me." Chu Xiaofeng turned around and left after speaking, he didn't want to have a long talk with that person in such a place. He walked out of the iron gate, came to the front, picked out the largest one from the row of kitchen knives, turned and walked back.

"You're finally back, I thought you'd be gone." The man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Chu Xiaofeng go and return, he was really afraid that Chu Xiaofeng would disappear suddenly, then he didn't know how many years he would have to wait for someone to open that door again.

"Hehe, I want to go, but without your help, I don't think I can go." Chu Xiaofeng said with a smile. Carrying Sen Han's kitchen knife, he walked quickly behind him, raised the kitchen knife, and cut off the chain behind him.

"Finally free." The man muttered in a low voice. He took a few breaths, as if to leave one last memory for himself before leaving. He glanced back at Chu Xiaofeng in the dark, and said with a smile: "Help, I'll report it in the future." With that, he slowly walked outside.

The two soon came to the corridor, and Chu Xiaofeng closed the small door and sat next to a pile of torches. Only then did he look at that person carefully, although he had not fully adapted to the light and had been covering his eyes with his hands, Chu Xiaofeng always felt that the person in front of him was very familiar, as if he had seen it before.

"Who the hell are you?" Chu Xiaofeng asked casually. The more and more curious he was in his heart, although the person in front of him was ruined, he had a unique domineering and extravagant aura, and he was by no means an ordinary petty person.

"Me? Come to think of it, for three years, I've been counting the days every day, and I've long forgotten what my name is. The man smiled self-deprecatingly and frowned, as if he were really remembering his name. After a long time, he said slowly: "My name is Pang Yulin, and I seem to be a general." ”

"Pang Yulin? What the! Your name is Pang Yulin! Chu Xiaofeng listened to his answer and stood up suddenly. This Pang Yulin is the son of Pang Wen, the Changping Horse Master of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Seven years ago, he led an iron cavalry to sweep through the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, annihilating countless Yongle Sect rebels, and was honored by the emperor as "General Anbang". Five years ago, I heard that he was assassinated by the rebels of the Yongle Sect, and he died without a body. At that time, the whole country was in mourning, and in recognition of his merits, the emperor personally posthumously awarded him the title of "Marquis of Anbang". And his aunt, Princess Changping, has always been widowed for him and has never remarried.

"Huh? Do you know me? Hearing Chu Xiaofeng's shocked words, Pang Yulin asked in a low voice. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Chu Xiaofeng carefully through his fingers, although he could only see a vague outline, he was sure that he had never seen this person.

"Hehe, General Pang Yulin, Shenwei is the world. How many people don't know each other? Chu Xiaofeng said lightly. He is still full of good feelings for Pang Yulin, in his opinion, Pang Yulin is one of the few people in the family who serves the country.

"Haha a compliment that I haven't seen for a long time, cool!" Pang Yulin laughed. He knew in his heart that Chu Xiaofeng must be hiding something, but for him, what did it matter?

"I wonder how General Pang is trapped here?" Chu Xiaofeng smiled awkwardly and asked softly.

"Alas! It's hard to put into words! It all started five years ago. Pang Yulin smiled bitterly and began to tell what happened to him.

Five years ago, Pang Yulin was in his prime, and he rarely met opponents in his skills. He led his trained Black Tiger* cavalry to sweep through the Great Zhou and was invincible. He has repeatedly thwarted various conspiracies of the Yongle Sect and killed countless traitors of the Yongle Sect. As a result, the Yongle Sect suffered an unprecedented heavy blow, and its merits were prominent, and it was named "General Anbang" by the emperor, and its status directly followed that of Wujiang Marquis Guan Xu.

In the face of the fruitful results, Pang Yulin's heart was full of illusions about the future, and he planned that one day, he would completely annihilate the Yongle Sect. So, he bid farewell to his newlywed wife, picked up the familiar spear, and went all the way south, preparing to completely wipe out the remnants of the Yongle Sect and become the first general in the ages.

The army ran for months, traveling to more than a dozen regions, and there was still no news of the Yongle Sect. Pang Yulin was extremely discouraged and ordered to camp in place, preparing to lead the army back to Yanjing City.

That night, a soldier fished out a package from the river, which contained the official seal of the Wutu town governor. This made the irritable Pang Yulin immediately overjoyed. Because the Yongle Sect thieves often assassinated court officials, he thought that the official had been killed, so he sent scouts to investigate everywhere. Not long after, a spy came to report, saying that there was a cottage in the upper reaches of the riverbank, and it was impossible to find out whether it was Yongle Sect or not.

Pang Yulin was red-eyed at that time, and when he heard that there was a cottage, he hurriedly reorganized the three armies and killed them on horseback. That night, fires erupted and rivers of blood flowed. The poor bandits, who didn't know what was going on, were killed by the officers and soldiers who suddenly appeared. When Pang Yulin rescued the family of Mao Changyi, the capital of Wutu Town, from the dungeon, he was completely stunned.

I saw that everyone was naked, as thin as wood, and there was a maid who still had a human finger in her mouth. And Mao Changyi's eleven-year-old daughter was thrown against the wall by thieves during the fight and fell beyond recognition.

After inquiry, Pang Yulin knew. It turned out that Mao Changyi was the state capital that went to Wutu Town to take office, and was plundered by this group of bandits on the way and held on the mountain. This group of perverted bandits put them in a stone prison and only gave them some human meat soup every day, and in order to survive, they had to endure humiliation and eat human flesh.

Mao Changyi was thoughtful and witty, and when he was about to be caught, he threw his package into the river, hoping that someone would pick it up and find someone to rescue him, but he didn't expect to wait for three months. In the past three months, they have gradually become accustomed to the taste of human flesh, and even feel that the smell of human flesh is so wonderful.

Pang Yulin was very sympathetic to their plight, so he decided to escort them to Wutu Town and return to Yanjing City by the way. Who knows, when they arrived at Wutu Town, Mao Changyi unexpectedly found that there was a secret corridor in the dry well behind the yamen of the state capital. Pang Yulin led a team to go deep into the cloister and found the mausoleum of a former emperor. Inside, he gets a piece of dragon's back.

The dragon's back, legend has it that is the lifeblood of a country, with it, you can claim the title of king. Even Pang Yulin himself didn't know why, the moment he picked up the dragon's back, he had a feeling of self-esteem, as if he was the master of heaven and earth. At that moment, I was originally indifferent to fame and altruism, but suddenly thought of an idea. That is, since he is holding the dragon's back, why is he not the emperor?

So he told his father about it, and the father and son discussed and decided. One is hidden in the shadows, researching the secrets of the dragon's back, while the other is in the light, secretly recruiting troops and preparing to respond at any time.