The dogs barked one after another, at first it was quite far away, but it didn't take long for it to get closer and closer.

Judging by the sound, it was clear that the hellhounds had spotted me. But how did they perceive me? I didn't make any noise, did I?

I don't know if you've ever been chased by a dog, but I hear the dogs barking one after another as if I heard a hypnotic song. After a little thought, I pulled out the tantric iron rod and prepared to fight to the death with this group of bastards.

Actually, at that time, I also thought about running away, but when I think about it, I still don't know what those hellhounds relied on to find me.

If you don't find out the reason, even if you run to the edge of the sky, you will be caught up and torn to pieces. Rather than being eaten alive by the hellhounds outside, it is better to stay here and rely on this dilapidated structure to fend off.

I wasn't sure I'd get out alive, after all, Hellhounds are notorious for hunting down people who are alive and dead. The most I thought about at that time was to kill one or two before I died, so that I could breathe a sigh of relief.

If only I had military explosives in my bag, otherwise I would have strapped them to my body and detonated them as soon as the hellhounds rushed up and bit me. Even if you can't kill them, you'll have to snap their teeth.

It's a pity that all the dangerous weapons in the backpack have been confiscated, and the only thing that can be used is some exorcism supplies, as well as necessary tools and food.

The only weapon to deal with the hellhounds is the tantric iron rod in your hand. I just don't know how big the hellhound is, if it's really like a calf, I'm afraid this tantric iron rod is not very useful.

After a little movement, I turned on my flashlight and prepared to fight the hellhound to the death. As soon as the beam of the flashlight came on, I saw a very thin figure standing outside the door.

The figure raised his right hand, as if to open the silk scriptures, and probably sensed the beam of the flashlight, and then stopped abruptly.

I was startled at first, but then I was overjoyed, and I thought to myself, couldn't it be the prison warden's conscience who found out and wanted to take me back?

As soon as this thought came to me, I heard a stabbing sound, and the silk scripture that was blocking the door was torn by the man. Under the beam of the flashlight, I saw that the man was scrawny, completely black, and hunched like a tall, thin horse monkey.

The main thing is that he is not wearing anything on his body.

Before I could react, the man took a step forward, turned off my flashlight, and dragged me to run.

The strength of this man was so great that the palm of his hand was like two hooks. And when I got close to him, I smelled a thick stench, just like I hadn't taken a shower for several years, and my body was sour.

I was about to ask who this man was, when I heard a dog barking in the darkness, and I ran straight into the dilapidated house where I had just hidden.

The hellhound pounced in the air, and in an instant it came out again, with a sharp movement and extremely fast speed. I looked over with wide eyes, and I could vaguely see the massive body of the Hellhound, and the smell of rot.

And the direction that the hellhound is chasing is exactly where me and the big horse monkey are hiding.

I heard that the dog's nose is the most sensitive, and the hellhounds live in the underground world all year round, and their vision is estimated to have long since deteriorated, but the corresponding sense of smell is extremely sensitive.

I guess as soon as I was thrown into Prison Thirteen, these hellhounds were already aware of my presence.

At that time, my heart was really cold, but before I died, I doubled my courage and was about to rush over with a tantric iron rod. After only two steps, the big horse monkey next to him threw out a mess of mud.

Don't look at the soft and powerless thing, but the man threw it so accurately that the mud covered the nose of the hellhound on the spot. The big dog monster with the size of a calf barked, as if it had received an extremely serious stimulus, and kept snorting, and its body retreated again and again.

The big horse monkey said to me in a hoarse voice, "Hurry up!" As he spoke, he rubbed it a few times from his body, and the dirty, black mud smeared directly on me. The sour smell almost made me breathless.

But I also understand that since this person has been able to survive in Prison No. 13 until now, it should be because of the mud on his body, otherwise with the ferocity of Hellhound, how many lives he has will not be enough.

The stinky was a little stinky, but in order to survive, I still endured it and hurried behind the man. This man walked so fast that I could barely keep up with even if I was trotting.

I don't know if the mud on my body played a role, and the barking of the dogs around me didn't follow me anyway. It was only then that I took a breath, and my heart was pounding.

Is this what it's like to escape death?

Although the barking of the dog behind him did not follow, the man's footsteps remained unabated. We walked for about three or four minutes before we arrived at an abandoned house.

The outside of the house was full of dense bones, both human and huge. There was not a single trace of flesh on the bones, a standard skeleton of bones.

The owners of these skeletons understand very well, they should be the prisoners who rioted at the beginning, and the skeletons of the three or four big dogs are supposed to be the hellhounds they shot and killed.

It's just that with their ability, they can only kill these three or four, and then they will be eaten clean by the remaining hellhounds.

Thinking of this, I began to doubt the identity of this big horse monkey, he could live in Prison Thirteen for so long, Bacheng was the original prisoner, but the original escape operation should have been a while, and I don't know how he lived here for so many years.

I followed closely behind the big horse monkey, and when I saw him walking around and around into the ruins, I asked curiously, senior, are you a survivor here?

When the big horse monkey heard me speak, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and this stunned almost caused me to hit his head on him. I was so frightened that I quickly stopped, and wondered if I had said the wrong thing.

Then I heard the hoarse voice of the horse monkey: Can you see around?

I looked around, and found that although it was still pitch black and my vision was greatly obstructed, I could still faintly see some wheels, including the scrawny man in front of me, who was as scrawny as a big horse monkey.

So I said, can you see a little bit, isn't there a lot of ghost fire around?

The monkey didn't speak, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind. It was a long time before he began to zig on again, and after bypassing countless bones, he was headlong into a hole in the ground.

The cave was also stinky, and I almost threw up with the sour smell. But I also know that this smell can make those hellhounds unable to find themselves, and my heart says that in order to survive, let's just endure it.

There's no light at all, but I don't know what's going on, but I can still see a lot of things, and although it's blurry, it's really clear.

That's when I realized, is I really different from others? Why is it that there is no light source in this place, but I can see it clearly?

I don't know if the big horse monkey can also see it, anyway, after he entered the cave, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and even his movements became relaxed. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he dragged a black thing from the ground, sat on it, and said, Is there anything to eat?

I quickly opened my backpack, took out the compressed biscuits and two canned beef, and was thinking about giving him half of it, but this man snatched them all and said, "Give them all."

Yes, I'll give it all to you, who let you save my life just now? Just a little bit of food, I don't care.

I thought he was going to gobble up the food, but he didn't expect that he just stuffed the canned beef into a small cabinet on the wall, only opened the compressed biscuit and ate two bites, and then carefully put it back and hid it as well.

I was just about to say that it won't be so economical, right? I heard him snort heavily, and said, "You're not a prisoner of the ghost prison?"

I said, I'm a prisoner. I just got caught, grandma, that prison warden is simply inhuman, and he has to throw me into this thirteenth cell.

The man was obviously a little unconvinced, and said, "Then why are you not wearing a prison uniform?"

I didn't wear a prison uniform, of course, for a reason. So I honestly said that the warden had taken us over to do something, and because he suspected that I was incapable of doing things, he threw me into Cell No. 13 for testing, saying that if I could get out alive, it would prove that I would not be held back, and that if I died here, it would be in vain.

The man said coldly, So, if you can help him with that, he will let you out?

I said, how is that possible? The grandson's heart is dark, he is fooling us when he says this, there are so many ulterior secrets hidden in the ghost prison, if I get out alive, they will not be able to sleep well at night. I guess that no matter whether I can do this or not, I will have to spend my whole life here.

In fact, there is still one sentence I haven't said, that is, I have always believed that Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua will try to rescue me outside, as long as they find the ghost prison, even if they can't kill me, they can get me out through the negotiation of the special case department.

After all, this is still in China, and the existence of such a thing as a ghost prison is absolutely not allowed in China.

It's just that I'm not stupid, I didn't tell Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua about it, after all, I still haven't figured out who he is.

The man smiled and said, "You're right, no matter what you do, you'll have to spend the rest of your life here." But if you want to get out, I've got a solution.

I didn't believe him at all, and said, if you really have a way to get out, why don't you go out? Can you still hide your head and show your tail in this stinking place?

I said this a little politely, but the man was not angry, but asked me, do you know who I am?

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