"This Taoist friend has a strange bone and a strange treasure, he must be an extraordinary person!"

"Here is the deputy camp Feng Bowen is also, may I ask who is the friend? Why do you come to me to manage the yamen? ”

Feng Bowen, the deputy manager, stroked three strands of ink hair and asked.

"Ling Yu, a monk in Xiawuyang, was punished to Beishan for ten years because he failed the Xuanwu Hall attribute test!"

"Well, I see."

"I can't imagine that anyone dares to come to this place of Beishan, it's really courageous! Welcome, welcome! ”

The deputy camp master stroked his ink hair, looked at Ling Yu with interest, smiling, very happy!

"May I ask Lord Deputy Battalion, what kind of miscellaneous work does Ling do when he comes here, and where are all the places to eat and live?"

"Besides, where have all the other people here, why can't they see a single figure?"

"Hmm...... It's a bit of a long story, but I'll cut it short. ”

"Except for the prisoners here, it's just you and me!"

"As for where the others have gone, I might as well tell you that they are all dead, all at the hands of those prisoners!"

"I've been here alone for more than ten years, and I haven't seen anyone here, and you're the first person to come to this Beishan alive in the past ten years, and you're doing very well!"

Feng Bowen, the deputy manager of the battalion, was almost out laughing at his little eyes, but he kept looking at Ling Yu!

"All dead at the hands of prisoners?"

"Yes! That's true of those miscellaneous servants, and so are the five Lords of the Battalion! ”

Feng Bowen, the deputy manager, recounted these things seriously, as if he was talking about these things that had nothing to do with him!

"Five official camps? And what about those deputy camps? ”

Ling Yu asked.

"Deputy Battalion! It's been more than 100 years, and I'm alone! ”

"You mean, for more than a hundred years, you're the only deputy battalion to work here?"

Ling Yu asked in disbelief, "However, those who are in charge of the camp have all died at the hands of the prisoners here, so ...... are you?" ”

"You're asking, I'm the only one who survived, right?"

Deputy Camp Feng Bowen asked, Ling Yu nodded.

"That's easy, because I never go into prison, do you think I'm smart?"

Ling Yu had nothing to say, but his heart was still full of curiosity about this deputy camp!

In the past hundred years, there have been five main management camps here, and all of them died at the hands of prisoners, but one deputy management camp has always been safe and sound!

"As a handyman, your job is to deliver food to the prisoners, but these prisoners haven't eaten for about twenty years, and I don't know how hungry they are now!"

"It's possible to swallow it as soon as you see it!"

"As for the question of food and housing, you can do whatever you want! Except for me, who is in charge of the camp yamen, you can live wherever you want, eat whatever you want, but you can do it all yourself! ”

"I want to know, what kind of food are you cooking for those prisoners?"

"Oh, you're really going to bring them food!"

"Then don't blame me for not reminding you in advance, all the previous miscellaneous servants are all dead in prison, you have to think clearly about whether to go or not, I don't care about the rest!"

After the deputy steward finished speaking, he ignored Ling Yu and began to concentrate on his chess game again.

"Huh! What a strange place! A huge prison can be guarded by only one person, which is amazing! ”

Ling Yu just said to himself and went out of the yamen to find where he should live.

As soon as Ling Yu walked out of the yamen, the deputy steward raised his head and said to himself: "Who is so good, he actually sent a master, shouldn't it!" ”

After that, he continued to play chess with himself.

"But it's good that he can play chess!"

"If he can survive, he can play chess or something together, and he can also break my sorrow and boredom with me!"

Ling Yu was alone, walking around among these uninhabited houses, as if he had walked into a dead place!

"What a murderous aura!"

Ling Yu could feel that there was a murderous aura underground, about to rush out of the ground and break out of the ground!

"It turns out that these prisoners are trapped underground! If it weren't for being suppressed by the Yin and Yang Bagua Array, this place would have been murderous! ”

"No wonder those miscellaneous servants don't live long and cultivate to low levels, the murderous aura of these murderers is enough to hurt their hearts and bodies!"

"It's just that the five main managers who were sent should not be weak, why ......?"

"Could it be that these five people were really killed by these prisoners underground?"

Ling Yu knew that the buildings here were designed according to the Bagua Array, and the eyes of the array were the eyes of the two yang fish.

And one of the array eyes is the only well in this building, and the male one is just the only stove room in the whole building!

One water and one fire, one yin and one yang, restricts the entire array!

The stove room is a place for cooking, and Ling Yu's task as a handyman is to deliver food to those vicious prisoners!

Ling Yu chose the stove room as his residence, and went towards the stove room.

The appearance of the stove room is very much like a temple, and I think there must be a doorway in it.

Ling Yu had a lot of strange treasures on his body, and his cultivation was not comparable to that of ordinary peak cultivators in the late stage of the Tongyuan Realm, so he naturally didn't take these to heart and directly entered the stove room!

A large pot in the stove room is extremely conspicuous, more than one person deep, three people in diameter, one pot down, can be eaten by thousands of people!

No one had been in the stove for a long time, and there was dust and cobwebs everywhere, and touching it would stir up a puff of dust.

Although Ling Yu is not too picky about where to live, it is a must to be clean and tidy!

Ling Yu is also very good at cleaning up the house!

As soon as Ling Yu's palm was flipped, a brocade pal appeared in his hand, and Ling Yu covered his mouth and nose with a brocade pal.

Then Ling Yu found a broom and began to sweep away the dust in the house!

After some arduous cleaning, the stove room finally took on a new look, and a smile appeared on the corner of Ling Yu's mouth.

Behind the stove is a large warehouse with a large amount of grain, but it is all moldy and spoiled!

"Thinking of getting food, it seems that I have to enter the hunting ground on the edge of the North Mountain, where there are many demon beasts, the fur and meat of the demon beasts are edible and edible, and the demon pill is a good tonic, and it can train combat skills, it should be a good thing to kill two birds with one stone!"

"In addition, according to Gui Yuanchu, if you want to truly embody the strength of a Xuanwu Hall cultivator, if you don't enter this hunting ground, you can't test it at all!"

"In the Xuanwu Academy, it is forbidden for monks to have life-and-death duels between them, and the maximum is to be injured or disabled, and it is never allowed to hurt the lives of monks!"

"But after entering this hunting ground with a radius of thousands of miles, it is different, all the cultivators can delineate their own spheres of influence according to their own abilities!"

The "hunting ground" is a place specially opened up by the Xuanwu Hall to test the true strength of the Xuanwu Hall monks!

Here, whether you rely on faction power or go it alone, as long as you can win, you are the master of the "hunting ground"! Overmatch!

At this time, the battle is completely a life-and-death battle, and the territory occupied by the dead side will be returned to the victorious side!

It is very appropriate to use natural selection and survival of the fittest to describe the survival state of the "hunting ground"!

And such a place is also the most suitable for Ling Yu now!

(End of chapter)