Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Little Black House
"Stop!"
At this time, the mentor who stayed here to guard was late, and he let out a loud shout, and the crystal sword in his hand had already appeared, and the light of thunder and lightning lingered around the sword body, exuding a breathtaking momentum. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
But he was a step too late.
Looking at the shocking blood flowing on the ground, the crisp and neat scars, the corpse that had lost its breath, and gradually became cold, made this mentor secretly frightened.
The person in front of him was only an iron handle, and he was able to directly kill a sword cultivator with a primary and medium copper handle in the blink of an eye!
The Xiangjian genius is really extraordinary!
However, even if it is a sword, it cannot violate the iron rules of the battle courtyard and kill people in front of everyone.
"Su Zhan, you violated the iron rules of the fighting court, privately brawled and injured people and killed people, the crime is unforgivable, and now on behalf of the Supreme Court, I want to take you to death row and detain, can you plead guilty?"
The tutor said coldly.
At this time, the surrounding students looked over one after another, and they were all talking about Su Zhan.
It is not a secret that Su Zhan is a genius of the Xiangjian, especially just now Su Zhan made the primeval divine beast appear in order to kill the rough man and others.
Therefore, the students were all looking eagerly, looking forward to what kind of move Su Zhan would make.
"I plead guilty. ā
Su Zhan said indifferently, without any intention to deny it.
Now the students are boiling.
As everyone knows, killing people in public in the Fighting House is no longer a matter to be solved by expelling them from the Fighting House, and after the Supreme Trial Court's ruling, the highest punishment of the Fighting House will definitely be sentenced to death - the death penalty!
But here comes the paradox.
Su Zhan is the first sword genius in the history of the Dragon Sword Kingdom, will the Supreme Court really sentence Su Zhan to death like the execution of Tie Ze?
Or is it that in order to preserve the Xiangjian genius, the Battle Yuan can not even abide by the iron rules?
On one side is the dignity of the iron rule, the majesty of the law, and the face of the battle court.
On the one hand, there is a huge opportunity for the future rise of the Dragon Sword Country, the life of a rising super strong.
Which one will the Battle House choose?
The participants had a heated discussion.
Su Zhan was shackled by the mentor and dragged to death row in the battle courtyard.
......
In the quiet and simple room, in front of the exquisite and elegant desk, Lan Bailong is closing his eyes and recuperating.
At this moment, the door was gently pushed open, and the guard officer placed a document on Lan Bailong's desk.
"Dean, Su Zhan has been imprisoned on death row, do you need to make the matter public and acquit him?"
"Not necessarily. ā
Lan Bailong slowly opened his eyes, "Have you told the warden?"
"After explaining, I specially told him to put Su Zhan into the ranks of special care. ā
The chief guard officer said, "It is said that after Su Zhan was put on death row, the three little guys all called the warden separately. ā
"Now is the best opportunity and of course they won't let it go...... It's just that Su Zhan is still too immature at the moment, and he needs to hone his heart...... Ignoring the iron rules of the Battle Chamber, even if these guys collaborate with the enemy and commit treason, they still need to go through the verdict of the Supreme Court...... If a student oversteps his skills and succeeds, and future generations follow suit, the iron rule of the combat courtyard will be disgraced. ā
"Ten days, when the ten days have passed, I will submit this document to the Supreme Court. ā
Lan Bailong said.
"Yes!"
......
"Quiet. ā
"Dead silence. ā
Su Zhan looked at the dark and damp environment around him, and the special suppressor on his wrist suppressed all the sword energy in his body, and he could no longer trigger it, and naturally he couldn't release the sword root.
"Is this death row?"
The room was dark and cramped, pitch black, and there was no light to be seen.
The root of the sword could not be revealed, and Su Zhan was an ordinary person in prison at this time.
This kind of place is commonly known as a small black house.
It was eerily quiet, and the slightest sound filled the ears.
I can't see the way out, I can't hear anything other than my own.
"Don't you even have the most basic toilets, beds?"
Su Zhan frowned.
He didn't know how long he would be locked up here, but there was no light, and he couldn't see anything, so he felt blind and deaf, and as an ordinary person, after a long time, he immediately felt that he was caught in a bottomless whirlpool, and there was a deep sense of fear.
Su Zhan didn't know much about the legend of the little black house.
He had only heard by chance that the little dark room was used to hold heavy prisoners.
Basically, felons who have been detained will not end well.
Moreover, the torment of the little black house will be more cruel and terrible than any punishment.
"You can't do anything, so think about it as much as you can. ā
Su Zhan sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to rehearse the "Qing Ming" repeatedly in his mind, studying the meaning of "Qing Ming".
Time passed bit by bit.
But there was no light to be seen here, and no sound was heard, so there was no telling how much time had passed.
It seems like a month, it seems like a year.
There is a complete loss of sense of time.
The fear of darkness is gradually eroding Su Zhan.
"The quieter and noisier it is, the harder it is to calm down......"
Su Zhan opened his eyes, and it was still dark in his eyes, and he frowned, "Is it because my heart is not quiet enough, or is my heart not calm enough to accept such a result?"
"No, it's the darkness at work. ā
In the darkness, you can't hear anything, you can't see anything.
Even I felt as if I didn't exist, and my consciousness was floating.
Here, there is no such thing as a sense of the flesh, there is only the wisdom of consciousness that cannot see anything, cannot think.
"The feeling of darkness is too strong. ā
"It was like it had swallowed me up, and even I began to wonder if I really existed. ā
"Let's continue to cultivate. ā
Facing the darkness and emptiness of the small black room, Su Zhan found that his heart began to waver a little.
Because of the fluctuating consciousness, Su Zhan's consciousness was a little loose and he couldn't concentrate.
In order to be able to calm himself down, Su Zhan forcibly restrained his mind and continued to study "Qing Ming" in his mind.
Even in his mind, he imagined the scene outside in the bright sun during the day...... Scenes from the past inadvertently surfaced in his mind.
I don't know how long it has been.
"There is no food, no water, is this the treatment in the little black house?"
"They can't execute a felon, they have to go through the Supreme Tribunal...... When I left the little black room, it was the time when I was acquitted. ā
Su Zhan knew very well that someone was protecting him.
Whether it is asking the white-haired old man or setting up a phase protection team, it shows that there is a powerful figure in the battle courtyard who is secretly protecting him.
"Did you want to put so much effort to save me, but you locked me up in a small black room, to punish me and warn me that even if I am protected, I can't violate the iron rules of the Battle Yard?"
Su Zhan smiled slightly.
"In this way, the object of my game has become the person who protects me...... In this case, it's good, so let's compare, whether you are more calm, or I can bear the loneliness and suffering of the little black room better. ā
Su Zhan closed his eyes and completely entered a meditative state.