After taking us away, Song Jinbao left alone, according to him, it seemed that he was looking for an old acquaintance, but when he came back the next day, his face was very embarrassed.

After returning to China, several of us were secretly sent to the prisons under the Spiritual Pavilion, these prisons are specially designed to hold prisoners like us with Dao law, in order to prevent us from using spells to escape, there is also a powerful restriction formation under the prison.

As soon as I arrived at the prison, the Dao Dharma in my body disappeared without a trace.

Compared with the dirty mess of the prison shown on the general TV, this place is much more luxurious, clean and tidy, not to mention, every room is like a single room in a hotel, and it is even equipped with a TV, I think if ordinary prisoners know the treatment of our prisoners, I am afraid that it will be a rebellion.

Ability determines a qiē, which is also the rule of this world.

I was sent to a small single room on the inner side of the prison by Sharon, the room was painted, and the flawless white walls were painted with several intricate formations, which made me feel dizzy just by looking at them, and I was immediately frightened to look away.

"I'll avenge my father, that's the beginning." Xia Lang turned to leave, and when the door was about to close, he suddenly said such a sentence, and then showed a murderous smile to me, "Chai Ming, if you want to blame it, just blame your grandfather, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid this qiē wouldn't have become so bad." ”

Sharan turned and left, I don't know if I was hallucinating, but as he left, I seemed to see a ghostly figure on his back.

For the rest of the day, I felt like I had been forgotten, and every day I had nothing to do in this small room, and I could hardly see a living person except for the food that came in every day, and the only contact I could with the outside world was the small TV in the room.

If life had been like this, it would have been quite comfortable, but on my tenth day in this prison, an uninvited guest came from outside.

This man seemed to have traveled from ancient times, wearing a set of golden armor and a dragon-shaped mask on his face, as soon as he appeared, it brought me a sense of oppression, and even my breathing began to become rapid from the sight of this person.

Originally, I was still lying on the bed with Erlang's legs crossed, but as soon as I saw this person, I instantly entered a fighting state, and my right hand habitually pulled into my waist, but unfortunately at this moment my waist bag was taken away when I came here.

"How did you get here?"

Looking at this person, an irrepressible anger rose in my heart, it was he who forced Xu Xin to death in the first place, but the other party's power was too strong, so strong that I didn't even have the strength to resist.

The dragon-faced man just looked at me coldly, and then let out a nasal voice of disdain, and said, "After so much time, you are still so weak, how can you bear your fate in the future." ”

I looked at him angrily and scolded, "Xu Xin's hatred, I will settle accounts with you one day, I don't need you to ask about my strength, if you are specifically here to see me make a fool of myself, then you are so good, you are very comfortable here." ”

The strength of the dragon-faced man is very strong, and there are very few people in Huaxia and even the world who can compete with him, but even so, so what, this is a spiritual pavilion, not a place where anyone can mess around.

"I'm not here to quarrel with you, but to take you away and get out of here." The dragon-faced man looked at me for a long time, let out a sigh, and then said something that surprised me.

After the dragon-faced man left, I continued to stay in prison for three days, and then several of us, including Chen Xiaoya, were actually released, according to Rakshasa, it seems that the dragon-faced man was operating behind his back.

After being released, a few of us were not in a hurry to leave the imperial capital, to be honest, I had too much confusion in my heart and wanted to ask Chen Xiaoya, and then casually found a restaurant to have a big meal, first, to clear up the mystery for ourselves, and secondly, to explain things clearly at the dinner table.

"Zhou Lao committed suicide."

What we didn't expect was that Chen Xiaoya gave such an answer that I couldn't imagine.

Old Zhou, how powerful is the ability to calculate, and he is in a high position, how can such a person commit suicide.

"Actually, after I came back that day, I received an instruction from Elder Zhou to let me go back to the imperial capital."

Under Chen Xiaoya's narration, I had a general understanding of what happened.

Chen Xiaoya had to leave the team and return to China first because of his health, but as soon as he got off the plane, he saw Song Jinbao, according to Song Jinbao's meaning, it was Zhou Lao who asked him to come here to wait for him, and then under Song Jinbao's pick-up, they quickly returned to the imperial capital, and were called over by Zhou Lao privately.

After seeing Chen Xiaoya, Zhou Lao gave him three tips, which were packed in three gold-lacquered wooden boxes, and the numbers 1, 2, and 3 were written on the boxes, saying that these three tips must be opened when we are in the most danger, otherwise if we open them in advance, the contents will be invalid.

"No, isn't Old Zhou unable to calculate the cause and effect on me? Why are you able to prepare tips for us in advance? I asked curiously.

"At that time, Zhou Lao only told me that this calamity belonged to everyone, so he prepared in advance." Chen Xiaoyaru replied.

After handing over the bag to Chen Xiaoya, Zhou Lao also gave Chen Xiaoya a pill, which could solve the crisis of his corpse.

After doing these things, Zhou Lao seemed to have fulfilled all his wishes, and sat cross-legged back on the futon he used to sit on, but from that moment on, Zhou Lao seemed to have been cut by a thousand knives, the whole person was hideous, and his body was constantly twitching, Chen Xiaoya wanted to help, but Zhou Lao told him that Chen Xiaoya couldn't do anything about it, and he should have this fate.

"Elder Zhou then took out a steel sword from the table and asked me to cut off his head, saying that if I don't do this, he will likely become a zombie, and the Spirit Pavilion will definitely bleed at that time." Chen Xiaoya pondered for a moment, looked at me again with a look of wanting to speak, sighed, and asked, "Xiaochai, do you know why Old Zhou died?" ”

I was stunned, I was not at the scene at that time, so it was naturally impossible to know the cause of Zhou Lao's death.

Chen Xiaoya shook his head, his face became very ugly, "This qiē is all because of you, he died for you." ”