The Nirvana Buddha fire once again drowned the inky black evil gossamer.

But the next day, the gossamer reappeared, thicker, darker, and even a little thicker.

In the dead of night, Xia Guang reflected his right hand on the flickering candle flame, but saw that the five ghosts on the wall were unexpectedly clearer.

After that, it will be more than half a month.

The matter of the White Lotus Sect, he directly ordered Niu Tou to solve it.

When Niu Tou asked if there were any special requirements with a shy face and an honest appearance, King Shenwu replied directly that there was no, what should I do, and teach them a lesson.

So, three days later, a town north of Chang'an caught fire in the middle of the night, and the fighting continued until dawn.

Niu Tou's two horn knives were killed, more than 1,000 people were killed, and there were five or six hundred White Lotus believers captured alive.

Five or six hundred believers were all in prison, silent, and leaned their heads against the cold walls.

On this day, King Shenwu rested on the tree idly, the imperial sister sat under the tree and gnawed on the chilled apple, the yellow cloth was spread out, and it was full of all kinds of delicacies.

In the distance, a bull's head dressed as a farmer appeared at the path at the entrance of the Dust Shelter Lake, shouting from afar: "See the prince, come and ask the six hundred white lotus prisoners how to deal with them." ”

Xia Guang asked, "What do you think can be done?"

Niu Tou smiled: "My subordinates don't know." ”

King Shenwu thought for a moment, "Take me to see it." ”

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The jailer carried a bucket in each hand, one side of which was filled with rice and the other with porcelain bowls.

He descended about seven or eight stone steps from the high platform at the entrance of the prison, and at the height of each cell on both sides, there were several brick-sized vents, which faintly cast pillars of light at this time.

In the faint light, all kinds of unkempt prisoners shone out, and the smell of foul odor, blood, and so on entered the nose.

Originally, there were two or three people in each cell, but because of the White Lotus believers, it was changed to five or six people per room.

And many of these White Lotus believers were seriously injured, and if these injuries were not dealt with in time, they were suppurated, and even attracted fly bites, buzzing and dancing, which made people irritated.

Especially in summer, the temperature is quite high, and such a slight smoke makes people feel like they are in a pigsty, which is very painful.

The jailer cursed and scolded, shouting, "You rebels, stop arguing," and very unhappily put rice on the ground with some salted radish, put it together, and then pushed it to the front of each prison with his foot.

There were three such jailers, distributing food back and forth between the corridors of several rows of cells.

Whenever food was placed on the bars of the cells, two or three men with good energy pounced on it, grabbed a copy and began to chew it in large gulps, leaving the wounded with a small amount.

Except for one prison.

Because there was a girl wrapped in a tattered black lotus robe in that prison, her appearance was not beautiful, not ugly, with some small freckles on the left side of her face, thin lips pursed into a slit, her eyes were painful, and her chest was undulating, obviously suffering from a lot of internal injuries.

"Girl, let's dine. A tall man reached out and took the rice bowl outside the iron rod, took the bottom of the bowl, and placed it in front of the girl, and then went to get his own.

When it was all done, the other three in the same cell dared to get up, and in a manner that was "far superior to the others," they took the nearest bowl in their hands, picking up as little as they could, and then shrank into a corner far from the girl, and ate their own meals.

The girl looked at the bowl of rice in front of her in a daze, which was only a few salty radishes, and the blood surging in her abdomen, and the smoky pillar of light shining in from the skylight made her unable to whet her appetite.

However, she still took a deep breath, took the bowl of rice, grabbed the chopsticks, and ate it one bite at a time.

There is only one belief that sustains her life.

Master, I'm sure I'll come.

Definitely!

The rice entered her throat, and there was a sour smell in some places, and the girl felt that her stomach was shrinking, and she was about to vomit, so she hurriedly put the bowl on the ground, supported the ground with both hands, and gasped for breath.

As soon as the man saw it, he threw himself in front of the fence, his face wrinkled and he shouted anxiously: "Water, water, water!!"

Da...

Da Da...

The unhurried footsteps approached, and the cell key hanging from his waist also jingled.

The black shadow walked in, bent down, half a gourd with well water, rushed into the porcelain bowl held in the other hand, and then handed it out, "Give." ”

The voice is quiet, yet calm.

The head of the man shook his body, and the three people behind him suddenly fell silent.

Is this jailer a newcomer?

I don't know if you get too close to this iron railing?

There is no time to lose.

The man pretended to be casual and went to pick up the water bowl, while the other three slowly got up as if they had moved their positions, but they all secretly walked in the direction of the cell door, their eyes like a wolf looking at their prey, and staring at the key in the hand of the person who came.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much. ”

The man with the head of the board said in a loud voice, his left hand had already touched the water bowl, but his right hand suddenly brought out a vicious wind, intercepting the arm of the "new jailer", and after grabbing it, he threw the water bowl back decisively, and a person in the rear quickly caught it.

And the inch-headed man's right hand was pulled in with a strong internal force, and his left hand was quickly stretched out to cover the jailer's mouth.

The other two people who slowly approached, each performed their own tricks, one rolled in the ground, the other stepped on the ground silently, like an agile ape, they wanted to come to take the key from the waist of the "jailer".

The four people imprisoned in the cell here are the Black Lotus Holy Maidens of the White Lotus Sect, and the four people imprisoned in the cell are all leaders in the White Lotus Sect, especially the strength of this inch-headed man has reached the level of a small grandmaster, and even half a step away from the realm of the great grandmaster.

The three elites of the rivers and lakes, with their hearts and minds, are really more than enough for a small, not too distracted new jailer.

The jailer was also stupid, and did not make any movements, not even shout in panic.

The man's eyes flashed with joy, but the next moment, the joy froze.

He just felt like he was pulling a mountain.

The result of such a capacity was not to pull the mountain to the side, but to fly out on its own, slamming heavily on the iron railing, dizzy.

The "new jailer" stood still, looking down on him, his expression unsurprised or delighted.

The other two masters had just reached out, touched the key on the waist of the "new jailer", screamed, and flew backwards.

And the hand, however, has been blown into a blood mist.

Crawling on the ground, the pain hit, wailing.

"You... What kind of sorcery did you use?"

It was unimaginable for the man to raise his head and look at the "new jailer", who could vaguely identify him as a young man with black hair, a golden robe, and some stubble, and his face was familiar.

In an instant, a certain memory made his body tremble, for he had seen it many times in the Church, and each time it was accompanied by words such as warning, reminder, to stay away, not to be an enemy.

As soon as his legs went limp, the man fell to his knees and roared to himself: "Shenwu King!"

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