No one spoke for a long time.

The four corpses froze.

Fang Yun sat quietly on the straw, his eyes closed, and the movement around him could not hide from his ears, whether it was the sound of everyone's breathing, or the friction of the shaking body, even the sound of insects that could move in the cold weather could be clearly heard.

The inmates in the cell finally began to whisper.

"Who is this person? It seems that he is different from us, he was sent by the torture hall, but he is not an ordinary big man. ”

"Dressed in a lifting uniform, the killing method is clean and neat, as if he came down from the battlefield. ”

"Don't guess, his name is Fang Yun, I heard of him before I came in. If even he dies here, the Terran will be finished. ”

"We're all going to die here anyway, what do we have to do with the Terrans not finishing?

"Then I'll tell you about his deeds......"

Fang Yun felt that everyone was no longer hostile, closed his eyes, kept thinking in his mind, quickly relived the events of the past few days in his mind, and understood many things.

"I'm afraid that since I left Denglongtai, the Lei family and the Zong family have begun to lay out, but in the end, they have forced me here step by step. However, they still don't want to bear the stigma of killing me, the four prisoners just now are definitely not sent by them, they should pin all their hopes on the punishment of the Moon Tree God. ”

"They prevented me from entering the Void Sacred Garden, but I don't know why the rest of the Holy Families didn't care, if what I expected was right, I should probably be prepared, but I don't know what kind of preparation it has taken to get ready. If the rest of the Holy Families really don't help me, then the number of Terran Terran's rebel literati will increase at least tenfold at this moment!"

Fang Yun thought about a lot of things, and at the same time he was thinking about the way to get out of trouble, and he chose the best one among several ways to get out of trouble.

After a long time, Fang Yun opened his eyes and found that it was slightly bright outside, and it was already morning.

At this time, the cell was extremely cold, and Fang Yun listened quietly. The breathing of the crowd was extremely weak, and one person had stopped breathing.

After a while, there was a clicking sound from the door of the cell.

"It's time to eat!"

All the prisoners slammed to their feet, and even those who were sleeping rushed to the cage door in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yun got up and found that the atmosphere in the prison suddenly became tense, and everyone was guarding against something.

After a while, four jailers approached, three with wooden barrels, one empty-handed, and one of the men carrying the barrel stayed where he was. The other three began to move forward.

Fang Yun turned his head to look, and saw four pairs stretched out in front of Jia Yi's prison, and the empty-handed jailer took out a piece of coarse grain cake from the wooden barrel that he didn't know what it was made of, and took out a thumb-thick pickle from another bucket and handed it to the first person.

When the man received the food, he quickly retracted his hand as if he had been struck by lightning, and ducked into a corner, chewing carefully while watching the others warily.

Fang Yun didn't expect that these felons were very common-sense. Chewing it carefully will make it easier to absorb food, and if you gobble it up, it will inevitably go to waste.

After a short time, the three jailers came to the door of Cell B13, and Fang Yun stretched out his hand.

The three jailers didn't give Fang Yun a second look. As you would with others, hand Fang Yun a whole grain cake and a piece of pickles.

"Thank you. Fang Yun still did not give up his basic politeness here and now.

The three jailers glanced at Fang Yun in surprise, the two jailers didn't say anything, and the jailer who distributed the things nodded. Keep moving forward.

Fang Yun took a closer look, this coarse grain cake was steamed from a mixture of multiple grains, put it under his nose and smell it gently. A strong musty smell filled the nasal passages, and there was nothing wrong with the pickles except for the pickles being overpickled.

Except for Mizhou and other areas adjacent to the barbarians, the grain is abundant every year, even if it is a prison meal, it should not be so bad.

Fang Yun knew that there must be greedy ink in it, so he didn't think much about it, put the hard grain cake into his mouth, bit off a piece, and chewed it quietly.

"Hmm......"

Fang Yun almost vomited, but in the end, he endured the discomfort, held his breath, continued to chew, bit a little pickle and chewed a few times, and finally swallowed.

Fang Yun's famous words naturally came to mind.

Therefore, the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically.

After Fang Yun came to the Shengyuan Continent, he was tired, except for being in the Book Mountain Illusion Realm, he never really suffered.

Tasted it today.

Moldy grain cakes may make others sick, but Fang Yun is physically strong and is not afraid of this kind of mold at all, and with pickles, eating only one piece can maintain a day's consumption.

After a short time, the fourth jailer came with a bucket, and every time he passed through a cell, he beat a spoonful of water with a wooden spoon for people to drink, and then continued to feed the next.

When the jailer came to cell B13, Fang Yun glanced at the muddy water and said, "Thank you, no need." ”

The jailer immediately sprinkled the water on the ground and continued to feed the next man.

Fang Yun beckoned, and the pure water vapor between heaven and earth condensed into a ball of water in front of him, and he opened his mouth to drink it all.

The prisoners and jailers who saw this scene were amazed.

After breakfast, Fang Yun rested for a moment and began to recite the holy scriptures, starting with the "Book of Changes", the first of the scriptures, and the sound spread throughout the underground prison.

Fang Yun has experienced seven talent empowerments, and in terms of quality, he is not as good as a scholar, but in terms of the number of times, he has already surpassed a scholar, which is the same as that of a great Confucian.

When he became a lifter, Fang Yun's words were close to the "words of heaven in the mouth" of a scholar, and now he has become a saint and has received seven empowerments of talents, and he already has a complete "words of heaven in his mouth".

Fang Yun recited normally, but with the power of the words of heaven in his mouth, his understanding of the Book of Changes naturally turned into a mysterious spiritual imprint, like the words of heaven entering the ears of everyone present.

Even some illiterate people immediately learned the words that Fang Yun had recited and understood the meaning of the Book of Changes.

However, although these people know the meaning of the Book of Changes, they can only be regarded as the best students of Fang Yun, and if they do not go through a lot of study and accumulation, this qiē will gradually fade away.

The prisoners present were just listening casually at first, but as they listened, they realized that Fang Yun's chanting voice was different from the others.

Soon, those who had read the book instinctively knelt down to Fang Yun and bowed their heads, just like disciples listening to a teacher's lecture.

Then, the rest of the people knelt down to Fang Yun one after another.

Many people slowly immerse themselves in the mysteries of the classics, completely forgetting the cold and the earth, and leaving behind all the troubles and sufferings.

After reciting the Book of Changes, Fang Yun began to recite the Analects.

When Fang Yun recited "There is no class", a prisoner suddenly cried and grabbed the ground.

"I was wrong! I was wrong, I shouldn't have killed anyone! I should have died to apologize!"

Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

In the end, the man was killed alive.

Teaching without class is a famous saying of Confucius, which means that anyone can receive education. It was under this concept that Confucius broke the monopoly of education and became the first teacher in the true sense of the word in the history of the human race.

Others wept as they listened, repenting of their sins.

One muttered to himself: "I am willing to be exiled to the north, fight for the Terrans to wash away my crimes, and if I have the opportunity, study hard and gain fame!"

"Although the government has no evidence, I deserve to die!"

"I've been wronged ......" (to be continued......