When Cuiyun opened her eyes again, she found that she had been locked up in a filthy prison.

The prison has three walls and one iron fence. Outside the iron fence was a wall except for a passage, and not even a figure could be seen.

There was nothing but haystacks in the cell, not a single window, and no idea if it was day or night outside.

All the light came from the torches burning on the wall opposite the iron fence.

The flames on the torch barely flickered, which showed that it was airtight.

The air was cloudy and dull, and it made breathing much more cramped.

Is this dead? Cuiyun thought in horror, raising her hands to her eyes and looking.

The moment she raised her hand, there was a sound of chains colliding, and she immediately found that her hands and feet were chained.

The hands stretched out in front of me were covered with all kinds of tiny blood spots, and I reached out and pulled it, but I still felt very painful.

So, this is not dead? Where is that place?

"Someone! Someone's coming——! Cuiyun grabbed the iron fence with both hands, and pushed her head into the crack of the fence, shouting loudly outside.

After shouting for a while, I suddenly heard a hoarse and lazy old woman say:

"What are you shouting? It's noisy. ”

"Ahh Big, big girl? Where is it? ”

"Hey, you don't know where this is? Ah, I don't know. This is a place for the dying, that is, the prison, and here are all death row prisoners. The old woman's voice was flat.

Cuiyun's eyes widened, and then he laughed self-deprecatingly: "Yes, that's right." This is not a prison. I've already recruited everything, it's like digging my own grave. ”

"Hmph, digging your own grave? It doesn't count, it doesn't count. You came out of the mirror room, right? There, however, there are haunts of ghosts.

I'd rather die outside here than in the Mirror Room! The old woman's voice brought a bit of fear to it.

Cuiyun was dazed, and then asked, "Why?" ”

"Because, if you die in the mirror room, you will become a ghost and be sealed in it forever!" The old woman's voice was a little ghostly, making Cuiyun feel that she was still in the mirror room.

Cuiyun replied lightly, leaned weakly against the wall of the cell, and slowly slid to the ground and sat down.

It's over, and this life seems to be over.

I don't know if Grandpa Yao is really dead or fake.

The time in the Mirror Room was like a nightmare.

Was the ghost seen inside at that time a crescent moon? She didn't know anything about it.

However, she can believe that her days are numbered.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the cell, followed by two fierce-looking jailers.

Bull head horse noodles? Cuiyun said silently in her heart.

The two men opened the cell door and spoke sharply; "Get out!"

Cuiyun nodded tremblingly, and walked out with difficulty, moving a little slower, and was pushed heavily by the jailer behind him.

He staggered a few steps forward, looked left and right, and found an old woman lying next to his cell, also chained.

The old woman's gray hair was scattered, revealing a pair of cloudy eyes through the gaps in her hair.

The old woman saw Cuiyun looking at her, and grinned at her in a sly manner, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth, looking inexplicably terrifying.

The jailer behind him didn't seem to see anything, and pushed Cuiyun hard, urging impatiently:

"Hurry up! Don't grind! ”

Cuiyun nodded, turned her face away from the old woman, and tried to speed up her pace, but the heavy chains on her feet made her ankles hurt every time she walked.

I walked along this narrow corridor, went up a few steps, passed through the same corridor, and then went up a few more steps, only to see the small window with a large palm on the wall.

(End of chapter)