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Chapter 45: The dungeon doesn't know each other

Author: Skyrim Drive

The dungeons of the Prince's Mansion were not commonly used and were almost deserted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 When Info was locked in, the damp musty smell emanating from the damp damp damp dungeon that had not been visited in a long time. The dungeon was mostly buried underground, with only a faint glow of night coming through a small vent in the ground. The dungeon is not big, but there are only two cells, a torture room, and an interrogation room. There was only one stone staircase leading down from the ground, and no one could enter the dungeon as long as the jailer guarded the room above ground. The structure of this dungeon is difficult to rob at first glance, and it is no wonder that the princes of the past generations can safely bring the prisoners in the prison to be imprisoned in the dungeon of the prince's mansion.

The cell was covered with musty straw and torn cotton wool, which was so dirty that he kicked his foot into a corner, revealing the bluestone floor. However, the ground was also full of filth, and Feng Ran could not sit still, so he stood against the thick fence of the prison.

About dawn, there was a knock on the cell door above the stone steps, and a few jailers dragged a prisoner in and threw him into the cell with the wind-stained partition wall.

There are no full-time jailers in the dungeon of the Prince's Mansion, these jailers are all guards sent by the Iron Feather Army to guard the Prince's Mansion, when the local prison is detained, the Iron Feather Army will draw a few people from the guards of the Prince's Mansion to guard, and generally there are no people in the prison, so the place does not need to be guarded. The few jailers who were sent this time were not on duty, and they were grabbed from their beds by their superiors in the middle of the night to guard the dungeon, and they held back their dissatisfaction and complaints.

There was a thick and dense fence between the two cells, and through the gap in the fence, you could still clearly see the situation in the partition cell. Kazeran stood still, looking faintly at the people who had just come in.

Wind dyed martial arts, practiced night vision, now although the internal force is lost, night vision ability has decreased, but it is far more deaf and clear than ordinary people, in the vent of the faint night light, hazy, see that the person is covered in blood, in the damp and musty prison cell, emitting a bloody and rotten unpleasant smell, the clothes on the body are soaked in pus and blood, can no longer distinguish the original color. After the man was thrown in, he collapsed on the ground to rest, and then slowly squirmed and crawled to the straw pile stacked in the corner of the house, and in the wriggling, there were some metal crisp sounds sporadically, and it turned out that the man was handcuffed and shackled, and left a trail of pus and blood in the place where he crawled, and after climbing on the straw pile, the man struggled to wrap the torn cotton wool tightly around himself, and fell asleep.

Or is it faint? This person's tragic condition made Feng Ran, who has always been cold-hearted, feel sour.

The prisoner had apparently been imprisoned for a long time, and his wounds had become purulent and rotten before they healed. The prisoner's body is obviously extremely weak, but I'm afraid he won't live long, right?

I remembered that on the first day of the first month of the first month, I had asked Mr. Zhuang about the existence of the dungeon, but I didn't expect that only twenty days later, I was locked up because of "stealing". Why was the person on the other wall imprisoned? Feng Ran didn't believe that He Yue was so kind, so he deliberately locked someone in to talk and chat with him.

When the day dawned, a faint glow came out of the vent, and Feng Ran saw that although the man in the cell with the partition was lying down, his body was trembling slightly, was he shivering with cold? The weather was already cold, and the tattered cotton wool was so wet and tight that it couldn't resist much cold when wrapped around his body.

Then a jailer came in and delivered food. The two men in the prison, one standing and the other lying, paid no attention.

It was just as the jailer was about to leave that Feng Ran's heart moved, and he cried out, "My lord, please open the cell door and bring him the quilt I have here." He pointed to the walled cell. is the same person who has fallen from the end of the world, and it seems that he is in the same prison, and Feng Ran unconsciously moved his heart of compassion, and wants to give the broken cotton wool he doesn't use to the person on the wall to keep out the cold. I still have a big wool coat, which is far warmer than torn cotton wool.

The jailer stared at the wind dye and didn't move. Feng Ran hurriedly retreated to the corner and said, "I won't escape, my lord's hand is a good deed." The jailer still didn't move. Feng Ran kicked the torn cotton wool to the side of the cell door, and retreated far into the corner. Then the jailer opened the door on alert, dragged the tattered wool out quickly, and quickly locked the door. Then he opened the door of the next cell and threw the torn cotton wool inside.

Feng Ran couldn't help but say, "My lord, bother to cover him." Do you want to hire a doctor?" The jailer was impatient, and went in and put the torn cotton wool on the man, and then covered his nose and retreated: "It stinks to death!" Closing the door, he said, "I said, which family are you the son and uncle? What kind of place is this? And ask the doctor? That kid is a death row prisoner, and if he dies in prison, he can still end up with a whole corpse, if he survives until the execution, maybe the corpse will be divided into several large pieces!? Don't worry about it." After saying that, he ignored the wind dye and went out.

Wind Dye took advantage of the sunlight to stare at the man, who had several wounds on his face, his face was covered with blood, his hair had long been scattered, and he was covered with filthy and messy hair, unkempt, and he couldn't see his appearance at all. I only know that he is still very young, because he has not yet grown a mustache under his chin.

Lu Feiqing has been trapped in the prison for two months, right? Will he be as miserable as the person next door? He is also so young, so young that he has not yet grown a beard, is Lu Feiqing also desperate in the prison waiting for execution to be executed?

Thinking of this, Feng Ran's heart hurts.

The man next door fell asleep for a while, then woke up again, crawled slowly and with difficulty to the cell door, glanced outside the cell door, and was immediately disappointed, collapsed on the ground, and moaned lowly: "Water, why is there no water?" The voice was low and hoarse, but it was still a little soft, and it was a young man's voice.

Wind Dye banged vigorously on the fence with the brass lock of the cell, and soon a jailer heard the movement and came down from it, and asked in a vicious voice, "What knocking?

"Troublesome lord, enjoy your saliva. ”

The jailer said angrily: "Do you really think you are an uncle? When this is an inn? Feng Ran shouted, "My lord, my lord, it is good, you see that brother, he is dying of thirst, so it is not difficult to bring a bowl of water...... Bring me a bowl of water, and do a good deed......," the jailer walked out of the dungeon as if he hadn't heard, and slammed the door shut from the outside.

Just as Feng Ran was begging for water from the jailer, the man lying on the ground suddenly turned his head to look at Feng Ran in surprise, his mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak, and only after a long time did he tremble and let out a cry like a mournful cry: "Teacher...... Division...... Brother!"

In this world, only Lu Feiqing would call himself senior brother, Feng Ran looked at the bloody and blurred body that collapsed on the ground next door in disbelief, he couldn't believe it, this was his Scarlet! Where is there still a little bit of Lu Feiqing's innocent and lively and cheerful appearance in his memory? Feng Ran was surprised and heartbroken, staring at the man, speechless.

"Division...... Brother ......" The man called again intermittently: "You...... How...... Enter...... Come...... Done?"

Feng Ran Wu couldn't believe it, and asked, "Scarlet, are you?" Seeing that the man's lips were dry and cracked, he said, "Don't talk yet, I want water for you to drink!"

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