I don't know how long it took, Chen Ziyang regained a trace of consciousness. "Am I not dead, or am I already dead, on the way to Hades." This was the first thing Chen Ziyang thought of.

Dry mouth, body aches, tinnitus and dizziness, no trace of strength, Chen Ziyang couldn't move his fingers if he wanted to, he wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't open them anyway. In a daze, Chen Ziyang passed out again.

The second time he woke up, he was woken up by a whisper of words, but Chen Ziyang couldn't hear what the speaker was saying in a daze. However, it sounded like a woman and a man talking, accompanied by some slight metal collisions, but Chen Ziyang couldn't understand what it was, and then he fainted again.

When he woke up for the third time, Chen Ziyang was completely conscious, he slowly opened his eyes, wanting to see the situation around him clearly, and at the same time, at this moment he was sure that he was really alive. It's strange that he didn't fall to his death when he fell from such a high place, could it be that this is also the effect of those red mist?

The surrounding environment was very dark, and Chen Ziyang felt that his body was very hard, as if he was lying directly on the ground, but he still didn't have any strength around him. I wanted to turn my head, but I couldn't pass it with a lot of effort, and I made myself in a cold sweat.

Suppressing his eagerness to understand the mood around him, Chen Ziyang lay there and slowly adjusted his breathing, feeling his physical strength recover little by little, just like this, I don't know how long he was lying down, Chen Ziyang could move his body slightly.

Although the place was dark, after lying quietly for so long, Chen Ziyang's eyes had adapted to the dark light around him. Although his body still couldn't move, his neck could already turn. Chen Ziyang looked around at the place where he was, and then felt very puzzled, how did this run into prison! Did you rob your own grave? was directly put in prison.

The room was not large, only six or seven square meters in size, and was surrounded by concrete walls, and on one of the walls there was a small iron door, and there was a closed iron window on the top and bottom of the iron door, the upper one was slightly smaller, and the lower one was slightly wider.

There were very few things in the room, and Chen Ziyang turned his head sideways and could only see a toilet with water flushing. The top of the room was pitch black, and it was very high. Chen Ziyang couldn't judge the height of the roof at all, and the only thing he could use as a reference was that there was a small window on the high part of the wall on one of the walls, and several iron fences were placed on the windows. After a visual inspection, Chen Ziyang found that the height of this window from the ground was at least five meters or more.

Anyway, he couldn't move at this time, Chen Ziyang simply didn't move, but lay there quietly, carefully recalling the scenes that happened before, he should have really fallen into the abyss, because when he grabbed the stone bridge deck, the huge pulling force pulled the pain in his chest, so his hands unconsciously loosened, and he fell, but what about after falling?

He thought of the child wearing a red belly pocket again, and at this time Chen Ziyang reacted, the child wearing a red belly pocket seemed to be the mallet doll he had encountered in the mountains and forests before.

But he had obviously fallen from the abyss, why would he lie on the surface of the river again, and he would be grabbed by this mallet doll holding his hand, looking at the doll's expression, he should have wanted to save himself from falling under the waterfall, but he really can't remember what happened after that. Unexpectedly, he had a kind heart, and shouted down the mountain, which frightened the doll and let him know that someone was around. But I didn't expect this doll to know how to repay the favor.

Thinking about it, Chen Ziyang felt that the scene when he saw the mallet doll should not be his own hallucination, but something true, if it was his own hallucination, it would be impossible to fantasize the details so clearly, could it be that the abyss under the stone bridge is connected to a river? But even if all this is not an illusion, how can I run here? And what kind of place is this prison?

Although Chen Ziyang has never been in prison, he has seen a lot of them in TV series and movies, but in his impression, no prison is so weird, and the roof of this prison is too high. And I seem to have heard the sound of someone talking again, proving that there are indeed others here.

Chen Ziyang wanted to open his mouth to speak, but when he just opened his mouth, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his dry throat and eyes, and he couldn't say a word. Thinking about it, Chen Ziyang fell asleep again.

A heavy sound of the iron door closing woke up, his eyes suddenly widened, and at the same time he felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot, and he endured the pain, Chen Ziyang held the bed under him with his hands, leaned against the wall with his back, rubbed the wall inch by inch, and sat up with the help of the strength of the wall.

Although the prison at this time is still not very bright, but it is also much stronger than before, Chen Ziyang looked up, it was already daytime, a beam of sunlight through the small window with an iron fence, hanging above his head, through these faint light, Chen Ziyang looked left and right.

The room was still the same as he had seen before, but this time he had seen it more comprehensively, he was sitting on a mattress on the floor, and there was a toilet not far from him, but the only difference was that a square iron plate was placed on the edge of the iron door, and there were two bowls of porridge and two small plates in it, one containing two red squares, and the other containing pickles.

Thinking back to the sound he heard just now, Chen Ziyang knew that someone had opened the small iron window under the iron door just now and pushed this plate in through the small iron window, and it seemed that this was his breakfast. It's okay, although it's a little shabby, it's much better than what I thought I was going to eat without vegetables or moldy black bread.

Although Chen Ziyang is very thirsty and hungry now, he really wants to drink the two bowls of porridge in front of him, but his body really can't move, Chen Ziyang has to lean against the wall to continue to rest, and at the same time he looks down, only to find that there are many needles on both of his hands.

It seems that during the period of time when I was in a coma before, I should have taken a lot of hanging needles, and I think about it, it is estimated that I have been in a coma for a long time this time, and if there is no nutrient solution or something like that to maintain my life, even if I didn't fall to death, I would have died of thirst or starvation by now.

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