200. Underground Prison Cell (I)
Just when the besieging people were stunned by the sudden attack of the enchanted arrows, the sneak attacker Sailami, who was already in danger of being encircled, took the opportunity to break out of the encirclement with a surprise attack, ran into the passage where the arrows were shot and disappeared. When the people who came back to their senses were about to chase, they shot three arrows from the passage again and attacked everyone, and at the same time, the remaining undead monsters also gathered in front of the passage to block everyone's pursuit.
With the warning of the first arrow, the traversers naturally did not despise the three arrows that came again, and they dodged one after another, only to see that the three missed arrows hit the wall and burst apart, and in an instant, they saw the scorching flames and shining arcs surging in all directions.
"A Burst Arrow! Two Bolts! Yang Qianyu, who used the posture of the iron plate bridge to avoid the arrows coming from his face, gritted his teeth fiercely when he saw this. The guy who shot the arrow really looked up to us, and the value of an enchanted arrow was at least hundreds of gold coins, so he shot four of them! ”
"Come and don't be rude!" Yang Lixue, who was aroused by the enemy's arrow attack, immediately opened her bow and returned a 'scorching arrow', and the fiery arrow rushed into the dark passage, and then a piercing scream sounded, and it was obvious that there was an unlucky guy among the enemies hiding in the passage.
At the same time, Chen Zhanying, Shi Jinxin, Ruan Kunpeng and others also dismantled the last twenty or so undead monsters blocking the entrance of the passage into piles of broken bones and rotten flesh, ending the battle in the hall.
"Chase those guys!" An impatient Ma Jun shouted as he waved his arms with huge fists and prepared to chase into the passage that the enemy had taken when he fled.
"Beware of the enemy's deception." Seeing that Ma Jun's impulsive head was about to catch up, Yang Qianyu grabbed him and stopped.
"Lao Yang is right." Fu Bin responded to the side and said. "The last retreat of the other party is not so much to be defeated by us, but to provoke us to chase after us. I believe that there must be a battle waiting for us ahead, and we must not be careless. ”
"We don't need to fight the enemy now, it's best to get out of here as soon as possible." Although Shi Jinxin showed enthusiasm in the battle, he was not a stunned young man who only knew how to fight and kill, and also made rational suggestions after analyzing the current situation.
"Alright then!" After listening to the advice of several of the main companions in the team, Li Xiang made a decision: "Let's avoid the passage that the enemy took to retreat, and first try to find the exit of the underground palace from other paths." Let's go! ”
"Good!"
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As the saying goes, eight out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory. The crowd wanted to avoid the enemy's retreat and find another way out, but after some investigation, they were disappointed. Most of the passages were closed chambers with no path out of the dungeon, and the chambers - more appropriately cells - showed a horrible sight to the crowd.
The cells were apparently remodeled from the original basement and had no windows and only a door to the corridor. The doors were made of a single piece of thick iron plate, with a small iron window above it that allowed light from the corridor to shine in (the only source of light in the cell), enveloping most of the cell in a hazy light. There is a rectangular transverse opening under the iron door, which is supposed to be used to bring food to the inmates in the cell. The four walls, floors and ceilings of the room are made of solid granite stone walls, which is full of thickness. Against the wall was a simple wooden bed that had long since decayed and collapsed. The wooden bed is small. He could barely lie down, and there were no pillows and bedding, and the only thin sheets were already moldy, and the dried blood stains were dirty, and the original color could not be seen at all. In the farthest corner from the door, there is a thin rusty tin bucket with a leaky bottom, and I am afraid that this thing is the 'toilet' of this cell.
"Well, it seems that there are a lot of people locked up here......" Yang Qianyu, who was searching for the path and inspecting these cells, rubbed against a wall and muttered.
The cell's four walls, floor, and solid iron doors were covered in stains, blood, and scratches of all kinds. After carefully examining them, Yang Qianyu found some similarities among these traces.
Some of the scratches on the walls are carved with the same thing...... Four parallel vertical lines, plus a diagonal line drawn on these four lines.
This is usually a sign used by the internees to count the days. If it is a Chinese person from the earth world, the notch that is generally used to count is the word 'positive'. However, this is a magical version of the world of Eber in the Middle Ages of Europe, so the counting scratches painted on the wall in front of me are all these four vertical and oblique marks.
"Hmm...... There are no less than six people who have carved marks on the wall alone......" Yang Qianyu's eyes wandered over those traces, and he read in his mouth.
It is not difficult to come to this conclusion, although it is only a carved line, but the depth, length, and angle of each person's engraving are different. And in order to prevent their own records from being confused with others' marks, each person's engraved mark will be deliberately separated from the mark of others at a distance.
"The cell has no windows, so you can't see the sunrise and sunset, and the people who are locked here have to judge how many days have passed...... You have to rely on your senses, your biological clock, and the number of times people outside bring you food. Yang Qianyu paced back and forth in the cell: "And the tool for this marking is not easy to find...... It could be a protrusion on the shackles, or a small object hidden on the body, or even a fingernail - hiss, it must be very painful, you must know that this is granite......" Yang Qianyu couldn't help but shiver while imagining the scene of the people who were imprisoned in these cells at that time. "Hmm...... It seems that there are far more than six people locked up in this room. It's just that among the many detainees, there are only six or seven people, who are still calm and clear-minded, and have not given up trying to survive. ”
"The notching ceases at the ninth level, indicating that none of these people has been here for more than ten days. When they saw the traces carved by their predecessors, they should be able to deduce ...... On the evening of the tenth day, or the ninth day, something will definitely happen. Yang Qianyu groaned. Looking at those undead, it is certain that many of them are these imprisoned people who are locked up here, so what kind of death did they experience in the end? ”
Yang Qianyu thought about it as he swept his gaze across the panorama of the cell again. Suddenly, his gaze stopped, and he locked on the bed again. I saw Yang Qianyu take a step forward and lift the sheet (the sheet on the bed and the mattress are the same thing).
Then, he saw what he was looking for.
There are also many carvings on the bed board under the sheets, but unlike the clutter on the walls, it still looks sloppy but much more neat. Although the bed board had decayed in many places, Yang Qianyu could still see that the nicks on the bed board were the records left by those detainees who were trying to survive.