It was 2 p.m. when I woke up, and I stared at the ceiling for a long time before I remembered what had happened before I passed out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I found myself locked up in a small cell, with only a straw mat and a barrel.

The straw mat was about the size of a single bed, curled up with a crumpled and torn quilt, apparently as a sleeping place on the floor.

The wooden barrel is a toilet used to defecate, only to see that the wood chips on the barrel body have long been rotted, and some unknown liquid is oozing from the cracks, and the three iron hoops from top to bottom have already been seriously rusted, almost about to break, and the whole toilet looks like it may fall apart at any time, and there are bursts of foul smell inside and out.

I don't know who threw me by the toilet bowl so immorally, my head was less than 1 foot from the toilet, and I thought I must have been woken up by the stench.

It's really a hero who is sad to pass the beauty level, I was actually turned over by a female NPC with sweat medicine again, and I was locked up in this broken place where flies and mosquitoes fly together, and I secretly complained in my heart.

I tried to send an email for help, but it couldn't be sent, and I couldn't get the email or see the gang channel.

I felt a chill on my body, and I couldn't help but look down, and then I was sad to find that my whole body was stripped naked, except for the bound belly pocket, gold lock plates, and Qiankun bag.

It reminds me of the red child's look, and I'm like an enlarged version of the red child at the moment.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud, and it took me a long time to stop.

Overall, I'm an optimistic person, and even though I'm in a difficult situation, I can find laughter to comfort myself.

I looked at the lock on the cell door and sighed - the dark iron key was in the treasure chest, and someone had searched it.

I checked the bag and everything was safe and sound.

I pulled out my spear from my pouch and held it in my hand, then slammed it into the cell wall with all my strength.

With a "boom", the wall fell and the broken bricks scattered to the ground.

It's another tofu scum project, which saves me a lot of effort, and I can't help but be overjoyed.

When I looked through the hole in the wall and looked on the other side, I couldn't help but be disappointed - it turned out that there was still a cell next door.

There were more than 10 people in this cell, and the cell was a mess, stinking and full of flies and mosquitoes.

I walked around the lying crowd to the other side of the wall, and another shot pierced me.

Through the hole in the wall, I was dismayed to find that there was a large cell on the other side.

The cell door faced a hallway, and at the end of the hallway was a hall where several uniformed jailers were sitting around drinking.

How could I be in a state-run prison? I had always thought that I had been kidnapped by bandits and locked up in a cell in some cottage, and I suddenly felt confused.

Is it fishing law enforcement? But once upon a time, prostitution @娼 was legal! Or is it because of a prostitution? Many thoughts crossed my mind in an instant, but I couldn't figure it out.

I approached the cell door and pricked up my ears to listen to the guards.

I listened carefully for a while, but I didn't hear anything famous, and the most talked about on the wine table was nothing more than persuasion of wine and meat jokes.

"Squeak! Chirping! Chirping! There was a screeching sound, and I looked at it, and it turned out to be a monkey kept by the jailer who had spotted me and was yelling in my direction.

This monkey is so clever that he knows that I don't belong in this cell, damn brute! I cursed secretly, trying to make a trick magical, but the system told me that I couldn't use it.

"Calling what? Get lost! One of the jailers shouted, and then flew up and kicked the monkey away.

The monkey was in pain, and it wailed a few times in grievance, then retreated to the corner of the house, its eyes continuing to focus on me.

This is a domestically produced macaque, which is not unusual, and it wears a tight red vest on the upper body and a pair of tattered green shorts on the lower body, which is very funny.

I looked at the monkey defiantly, meaning to say: called you troublesome, was beaten by the master, right?

The monkey glared at me angrily, turned his head away from me proudly, and then stared at me again after a while.

I laughed and grimaced at the monkey, then ran to the intact wall and continued to burrow with my spear.

"What sound?" Someone from the jailer's side asked.

This time I made a hole that was a bit big, and the sound of the bricks falling on the ground was slightly loud, so it caught the jailer's attention.

"Who's going to see?" Someone asked.

No one answered, so they gave up, and the jailers continued to drink.

I opened several more cells in succession and entered a single room, exactly the same as the one in which I was being held.

In the cell, a young man in his 20s was sitting on a straw mat in a daze, his unkempt hair and beard had obscured his appearance, and his burly figure could be seen even when he was sitting.

I checked his details, and the words "Liu Zongmin" and "Level 500 Ultimate Boss" flashed one by one.

Li Zicheng's fierce generals? I was stunned, I never expected to meet a celebrity in this remote small county.

Although Li Zicheng has not yet started an incident, and Liu Zongmin is still unknown, it really makes my eyes shine to see the future star of the rebel army.

"Brother, why are you locked up here?" I asked.

"Then why are you locked up here, man? Still bare-footed. Liu Zongmin glanced at me and said disdainfully.

"This ......," I whispered, and then looked down, embarrassed, and quickly covered my lower body with both hands.

"Squeak! Chirping! Chirping! "The monkey suddenly screamed outside the cell door - it had been following me all the way here.

This time, a jailer finally came to check on him, and I heard him swearing as he walked this way.

I looked at the almost completely collapsed wall and felt that it was useless to hide, so I simply sat next to Liu Zongmin and waited for the jailer to arrive.

"Grandma, why did you come here?" The jailer exclaimed.

When all the jailers heard the news, they opened the cell door and arrested me.

I didn't have the equipment to deal with a group of level 300 jailers, so I had to obey.

"Strange, obviously after a careful search, he has nothing on him, what did he use to chisel through the wall?" A cell boss-like jailer muttered to himself.

The jailers searched me from head to toe and even turned me upside down and shook me a few times, but found nothing.

The jailer threw me back into a solitary cell, the same size and layout as the previous one.

I smiled coldly, thinking that if I didn't go through the wall just a little later, as long as I changed directions, I would always find an exit.

After the jailer walked away, I was not in a hurry to do it, but lay on the straw mat for more than 10 minutes.

I listened to the movement outside the cell and made sure there was no sound, then I got up and drew my gun and stabbed it against the wall.

With a "bang", the wall did not collapse, but only a layer of wall skin fell off, revealing the dark inner wall inside.

I stepped forward and touched it, it was hard and cold, it turned out to be an inner wall made of iron.

Unable to break through the wall or open the cell door, I was at a loss.

When I turned around, I put the key in the Qiankun bag, I never thought that I would be locked up, I said secretly in my heart.

I sat on the straw mat and thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't think of any effective way, so I was bored, so I thought about my wife one by one.

I fantasized about pressing Song Hanxiang down on the bed, my eyes were fixed on her face, gradually, her face became blurred, my focus was fixed on the bed under her, and then continued to move down, fixed on the ground.

Although the walls on all four sides are iron plates, the underground is not necessarily iron plates, and I suddenly realized.

I quickly got up and took out the spear from the bag, and before I started, I looked out of the cell door to make sure that the monkey was not nearby, and then slammed the gun into the ground.

After my shot penetrated the brick floor, it was literally stuck in the mud, digging a big hole, and at the same time the tiger's mouth was shocked, and the spear almost came out of his hand.

I looked down at my hands, and saw that the palms were red and aching.

With such a hard soil, my hands would blister if I couldn't dig far, so I had to give up, and after scolding my mother lightly, I sat down sullenly on the straw mat.

After 10 minutes or so, I felt more and more irritable, and thought to myself that instead of sitting still, I would dig and see, and if I was lucky, I might not be able to get out after digging for long.

Thinking of this, I quickly got up and started digging the tunnel.

I plunged my spear into the ground frequently, and each shot could dig out about 10 pounds of dirt.

As time went on, the tunnel behind me was out of sight, so I decided to dig up.

I kept stabbing my gun at the top of my head, and each shot dropped a lot of dirt, some in my face, some into my mouth and nose, and I was embarrassed.

After about 10 minutes, when I had cut the last layer of soil and climbed to the ground, Liu Zongmin and I looked at each other, both stupid - it turned out that I was back in his cell.

"Dude, don't try, this prison is so impregnable, you can't escape." Liu Zongmin persuaded me.

"His grandmother's, it's just not in the right direction." I said indignantly, "As long as I find the right direction, I will definitely be able to escape." ”

I stopped talking nonsense and jumped back into the ground to continue digging.

I looked in the direction of the hall, where there was a door to the outside, so I dug in the direction of the hall.

After digging for a long time, I guess I'm out of prison, so I can't wait to change my route.

I shot the last thin layer of dirt on the ground, and my eyes lit up, but then I saw the abominable monkey again.

I smiled wryly as I looked at the difficult monkey in front of me, and suddenly I wanted to cry.

To my surprise, the monkey did not bark, but reached out a hand to try to pull me up.

Does it have something to do with me? Is it my third pet of my destiny? I secretly exclaimed.

I bowed my head and was prompted that this skill cannot be used on animals with owners.

Let's go up first, it's a big deal to find an opportunity to kill its original owner and then subdue it, I thought to myself.

I took the monkey's hand and climbed to the ground.

When I reached the ground, I looked around and suddenly had the thought of breaking the monkey into pieces—more than 10 jailers had been waiting for me in the courtyard for a long time.

I stared at the monkey with red eyes, and I wanted to shoot it coldly.

The monkey clapped his hands at me and laughed, his eyes full of mockery.

The jailers rushed up and grabbed me, searched me thoroughly, and then locked me up again.

This time the cell was a bit special, it was a big iron cage to be exact.

The cage is located in the side hall next to the prison hall, suspended 2 meters above the ground, and is guarded next to the cage.

"Grandma, I've never seen such a difficult prisoner as you, tell you to run again!" One of the jailers cursed, then poured a basin of cold water on me.

I don't know what this water has been washed, it has a strange smell, and I feel so sick that I want to vomit.

Tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and at this moment I have a deep understanding of this idiom.

Wives, brothers, where are you? Come and save me! I cried out bitterly in my heart.

I looked at the time, it was already 7 o'clock in the evening, and I couldn't help but sigh: it turned out that I had been digging for so long before, but it was a pity that all the previous work was lost.

Thinking that I had wasted so much effort, I was so angry that I had eaten the eighteenth generation of the damned monkey's ancestors in my heart.

The ancestors of monkeys are still monkeys, and I their ancestors, isn't it against human ethics? I burst into laughter when I thought of this verse, and my previous depression was swept away.

I don't know how Yuxuan is doing, although the system will prompt me to be trapped, but it will not prompt me where I am being held, they must be anxious if they can't find me, I thought to myself.