The stairs are long.

After going down more than ten meters, I turned around, and another downward staircase appeared, just like the stairs in the building of the outside world, turning around.

Four stairs were passed.

The further down he went, the louder and clearer the man's scolding voice became.

After walking the four stairs, there were finally no more stairs under Yang Zhen's feet.

A bright white light appeared ahead.

It's not very bright, like a bright moonlight, and the sight is enough.

Yang Zhen's whole body was secretly on guard, and he walked in the direction where the light came from.

Although, his intuition told him that the man below him should be imprisoned and would not be in any danger to him.

But what does the saying say?

If you don't guard against 10,000, just in case.

In case of danger, it is not a bad thing for him to be on guard.

The voice of the man who was still scolding was very close.

It must be about 20 meters ahead!

Yang Zhen closed his eyes slightly as he continued to walk forward.

The spiritual power in the center of the eyebrows radiated out, spreading silently forward.

Although the light in this underground space was not strong, under the cover of his spiritual power, everything appeared in Yang Zhen's mind.

Yang Zhen suddenly realized that he was stupid on it just now, and he didn't use his spiritual power to find the entrance to the underground space.

If I had used my mental power to probe the surroundings earlier, the entrance under the bed would have been detected long ago!

A lot of time was wasted.

…… Under the spiritual power induction, all the situations in the underground space appeared in Yang Zhen's mind.

The entire underground space is in the form of a rectangular space.

It is about thirty meters long, about six or seven meters wide, and only a little more than two meters high.

Because the height is so low, the entire underground space looks extremely oppressive.

A big man was standing inside, his head almost reaching the top of the space.

About 20 meters ahead, there are five fenced prisons, two of which hold two people.

One is a big man who is constantly scolding.

The other man seemed to be very weak, lying in another cell, motionless, not knowing if he was alive or not.

Other than that, there is no third person in this underground space.

It's good that there is no one else.

Yang Zhen's eyes opened, and the spiritual power that extended outside retreated into the depths of his eyebrows like a tidal tide.

To this day, if he doesn't close his eyes and concentrate on it, the spiritual power in his eyebrows still can't be extended.

This is also another reason why Yang Zhen intends to temporarily stick to the land of Jizhou and concentrate on cultivation for a period of time.

He was already cultivating his spiritual power, but he was still a little short of using it in actual combat.

If you can let your spiritual power permeate your surroundings all the time, the benefits to actual combat are obvious.

Yang Zhen wanted to reach that realm by concentrating on cultivation for a period of time.

…… opened his eyes and took a few steps forward, and the big man in front of him who was still scolding Zhou Yaoyang suddenly stopped and let out a "Huh?" ”

"You're not Zhou Yaoyang! Feed~! That kid in front, who are you? Could it be Zhou Yaoyang's son of that old boy? ”

This sentence made the head of the man lying in the haystack in the adjacent prison lift his head, and a pair of indifferent eyes under the unkempt face glanced at Yang Zhen.

They could see Yang Zhen, and Yang Zhen would have been able to see them a long time ago.

"Does Zhou Yaoyang have a son?"

Yang Zhen answered without moving.

The pace was still unhurried, and he walked that way.

"Does Zhou Yaoyang really have a son?"

Yang Zhen asked the big man, and the big man actually asked Yang Zhen this question in turn. Yang Zhen was speechless.

It seems that this person doesn't know whether Zhou Yaoyang has a son or not, and he just said nothing.

…… Yang Zhen stopped in front of the five prisons.

See with your own eyes the crampedness of these five prisons.

Each one is only one meter wide, two or three meters long, and two meters high.

Is this where people live?

Seeing the appearance of these five prisons, Yang Zhen couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy in his heart.

This is a prison, it is clearly a cage.

It's like a birdcage for a bird.

In terms of spatial proportions, living in these five prisons, it is not known that a bird is imprisoned in a birdcage.

"Baby! Who the hell are you? Is it the miscellaneous pieces of the Huashan faction? ”

The big man standing in the cage with his waist crossed seemed to be very proud, and seemed to look down on everyone in the Huashan faction.

Yang Zhen looked his eyes up and down on him a few times.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

This man looked muscular and powerful, but he didn't seem to have any brains, and at this point, he didn't have any kind attitude towards him, the only man who appeared.

There is no minimum of respect at all.

Doesn't he want me to let him out of here?

Since this person didn't care so much, Yang Zhen's eyes stopped paying attention to him, and looked at the thin man in the other prison.

"Hey, hey, hey! Baby, baby! Who the hell are you? Is it the miscellaneous pieces of the Huashan faction? If not, help let grandpa and me out!! ”

Wanderers? Chops? Grandfather?

begging me to let him out, and dare to be so rude to me...... Yang Zhen continued to pretend not to hear, and his eyes still fell on the man in the next compartment.

The man was as thin as wood, and a pair of indifferent but cloudy eyes were also looking at him at this time.

There was no trace of brilliance in a pair of indifferent eyes.

Looking at Yang Zhen, it seems like looking at a stone, or like looking at a cloud of air.

Yang Zhen suddenly noticed one thing, this thin man actually had no arms.

Yes, without arms!

Not to mention the hands, not even the arms.

Both arms, along with two sleeves, were cut off.

At the severed arm, there were just some bloody scabs that had dried up badly.

It seems that his arms should have been broken for more than half a year.

A large man, without arms, with only two legs left.

Who is this kind of encounter, not disheartened?

Yang Zhen finally understood why this person's eyes were so indifferent.

"Hey! Feed! Wanderers! Hurry up and release Lao Tzu! Fuck you, I've shouted seven or eight times, and you still haven't let me out, what do you mean kid? ”

…… The big man in the next compartment was still roaring shamelessly.

Yang Zhen still turned a deaf ear and didn't bother to pay attention to this person at all.

Such a person who doesn't even have basic politeness, Yang Zhen has no intention of saving him at all.

Let this person fend for himself~!

It was the man in the compartment next to him, Yang Zhen hesitated, stepped forward, and shook the big lock locked on the fence with two palms, and then walked into it.

"Who are you? I'm taking you out? ”

When the thin man heard this, his indifferent eyes just looked at Yang Zhen indifferently, and he still didn't say a word.

It seems that he doesn't care at all if he can get out of here.

Yang Zhen didn't say anything more, thought about it, picked up the person's body and walked out.

Only when I held it in my hand did I know how light this man's body was.

It's scrawny.

"Hey, hey, hey! Turtle son, you also release Lao Tzu! Hey, hey, hey! Turtle son, don't go~! That waste has no hands left, what are you going to do to save him? Save me! Help me, save me! His grandmother's, you don't really care about Lao Tzu, do you? ”

When the big man saw Yang Zhen carrying the armless man out, but he didn't look at him, he immediately became anxious, especially when he looked at the back of Yang Zhen holding the armless man and leaving, the big man almost went crazy in his own prison.

But Yang Zhen hugged the man without arms, still as if he hadn't heard anything, and continued to walk out unhappily and slowly.

(To be continued)