Chapter 984: The Prisoner Under the Stairs (Part I)

In the face of this situation, even if Yang Dingyan's Pure Yang Palace made a move, or even Xuanhu went to ask the Laoshan faction, he still couldn't compete with the two giants.

In other words, if there is a real disturbance, we will only be left with the share of being beaten, and we will not even have a place to cry out for grievances.

So, at the moment I have only one way to go – face it head-on.

Thinking of this, a power rose in my heart. I know that what I endure today is to protect those behind me.

It is this courage that makes me fearless.

I slowly opened my eyes and watched the rapidly receding scenery on both sides without distraction, and my heart gradually became calm.

After about an hour, the convoy slowly stopped at the foot of Longhu Mountain. The disciples on the car quickly got out of the car and stood on both sides of the mountain gate in an orderly manner, and He Bei seemed to deliberately humiliate me, pushed me hard, and deliberately kicked me in the crook of the leg, and I instantly fell under the mountain gate in a dog's posture of eating.

I know, I must be embarrassed right now.

I slowly stood up, shook the dust on my body without care, and looked at the mountain gate of Longhu Mountain without changing my face, with mixed feelings in my heart.

When He Bei saw me stand up, he grabbed me by the collar from behind, and I was like a trophy, which He Bei carried in his hand and displayed it everywhere.

To be honest, this feeling of being paraded through the streets is not pleasant.

The Lingxu Taoist walked in the forefront, and the Taoist priests I met on the road were all respectfully bowing, and when they saw me, their eyes were full of surprise and curiosity. Among them, there are many little Taoist priests I know.

Of course, this is also inevitable.

Last time I came, I was a guest; This time, I became a prisoner.

He Bei carried me, turned left and right all the way, and took me to a relatively secluded small bungalow, on which hung a large plaque with three big characters written on it: Jing Confession Pavilion.

I smiled bitterly, is this for me to be locked up in a confinement cell?

He Bei instructed Daotong to open the door of the confinement room, raised his foot and kicked me in the ass, and I fell into the confinement room.

When I looked back, it was He Bei's smug face, and the gate that was about to close.

After He Bei left, I carefully looked at the confinement room, the environment was much worse than I imagined, my nostrils were full of musty and rancid smell, the surroundings were dark, there was not even a window, the only light in the room was the half candle placed on the board, which would be extinguished at any time.

By the faint light of the candles, I could barely see my surroundings, and everywhere I could see was exposed concrete, even the walls were made of hemp concrete. There are a few straws piled up in the corner, presumably my bed, right?

I looked around me and couldn't help but smile wryly. When I was in the Zhenqian Courtyard, I already felt that the environment was very harsh, but I didn't expect that compared with this place, the Zhenqian Courtyard was a paradise.

I'm ready to deal with what comes next.

I sat casually on the meadow, holding my breath and slowly regulating my breath, anyway, I had nothing to do, so it was better to meditate quietly, and when I was regulating my breath, I would sort out my thoughts by the way.

Perhaps it was because I really accepted this fact, and I soon entered a state of semi-nothingness, where there was nothing, not even my own self had dissipated, and all I could see was an endless ethereal, and for a while, I couldn't tell who I really was and why I came here.

I don't know how long it took, but I slowly opened my eyes. When I opened my eyes, there were two more bowls in front of me, one for rice and one for water.

I smiled to myself, it's okay, it's light, and naturally my heart is pure.

After meditating for so long, I was indeed a little thirsty, I picked up the water bowl and took a sip gently, and a salty smell rushed to my taste buds, I was stunned for a moment, and sprayed the water directly.

It's not water, it's urine!

I wiped the corners of my mouth and took a few deep breaths. Don't think about it, it must have been done by He Bei.

However, it doesn't matter, just a bowl of urine wants to break me down? You're underestimating me!

I picked up the rice again, made chopsticks with my hands, and pulled the rice into my mouth with two fingers, and I looked at it, and when I looked at it, most of the bowl of rice that looked full was actually sand, and it creaked in my mouth.

The way of the villain, nothing more than that.

A bowl of sand rice, a bowl of urine, so what's the matter?