"Good ......", although Yun Weiyang was blindfolded, she was secretly carefully remembering every route she had taken, if she guessed correctly, the Shura Prison should have been built underground.

Finally, after going around and around for an unknown number of turns, the sound of shouting gradually came from the originally quiet ears.

I only heard the sound of "click", maybe some door was opened, and the shouts in my ears instantly became louder, gossiping, and there were all kinds of sounds.

Then I heard Li's mother talking to someone: "This is a new guest, you can take him over to sign a sign!"

"Yes, Mom-", two men's voices answered her at once.

Mother Li smiled and shook Yun Weiyang's sleeves: "Childe, Mom, I'll send you here, someone will take you in next, you just need to follow ......."

"Okay, I got it!" Yun Weiyang nodded, but secretly said in his heart that there were so many rules in this Shura Prison, and every gate was guarded by a special person.

And what else is that brand, what is it, the ticket?

There was another "click" in his ears, and the door that had just opened should have been closed again, only to hear a man say: "Childe can now take off the cloth belt ......."

When Yun Weiyang heard this, he took off the cloth tape and was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the entire Shura Prison was a cylindrical shape straight up, arranged like an ancient Roman Colosseum, and on a huge round platform in the center, two slaves were beating fiercely.

The shouting in the entire Shura prison was earth-shattering, dozens of times noisier than the vegetable market.

The two men who spoke before were wearing uniform black tight-fitting robes, and the neckline was embroidered with three big characters of "Shura Prison" in red thread, and the two of them were very tall and stout, and their bodies were also full of sharp breath, perhaps because they had stayed here all year round and had not seen the light, and their faces looked slightly pale.

I saw a person bowing down, stretching out his hand and making a "please" gesture to the front: "Childe, please here!"

Yun Weiyang nodded, did not speak, and walked forward.

After a while, the man led her into a room, where a middle-aged man who was also dressed in a black robe was lying on a soft chair with his legs crossed.

The man who led the way for Yun Weiyang bowed down and saluted the middle-aged man on the soft chair, and said respectfully: "Boss, this is the guest ...... that Mother Li just brought over."

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Got it, you go out first!"

"Yes......".

The middle-aged man glanced at Yun Weiyang, took out a small wooden card and a register book from the drawer of the table, and said in a very concise tone: "Name?"

"Yun Heng ......!"

"Age?"

"Seventeen ......!"

"Gender?"

"Male ......!"

“……”

After a series of questions, the middle-aged man asked simply, and Yun Weiyang answered simply.

After a while, the middle-aged man finished registering and threw the small wooden sign on the table: "It's okay, if you want to come to Shura Prison again in the future, you only need to show the wooden card, and if you want to buy and sell slaves, you must also show the wooden card ......."

"Good ......", Yun Weiyang reached out and took the small wooden card, only to see a big word "prison" engraved on it, and a string of not very obvious numbers in the lower right corner, thinking that it should be numbered.