Yi Xiao looked at it with a wary look, and his eyes swept past like a wolf. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw a thin shadow cowering on the outermost side of the bar, showing half of his head and looking at him, and when he was looked at by Yi Qi's fierce gaze, he couldn't help but shrink back.

It's a little ghost.

Yi Kui frowned, an eight- or nine-year-old ghost can also be a jailer?

Years of habit have made Yi Kui dare not underestimate anyone, especially seeing an innocent-looking child in prison, which is even more unreasonable.

The little imp slipped a cloth bag through the crack in the bar, and said, "Yes, it's me, Azie...... This is for you......"

After he left the cloth bag, like a frightened lamb, he looked left and right, and ran out quickly.

After he left, Yi Xiao didn't move, didn't even look at the cloth bag, and continued to rest, circulating himself with the cold current in his body.

Half an hour later, he opened his eyes, glanced at what the imp had left behind, and still did not take any action, and continued to lie motionless on the ground.

After a long time, Yi Qi stared at the cloth bag expressionlessly for a long time, and finally endured the pain and crawled over.

When the cloth bag was opened, there was only a black, yellow, black and yellow lump inside, the texture was rough and dry, and half of it was broken, leaving traces of uneven potholes.

“...... Steamed buns?"

Half of the piece is moldy, with a rancid smell, and it has long been too dry to eat.

Something flashed in Yi Qi's eyes, he closed his eyes, and threw the steamed bun out, which was almost impossible to call food and smashed into the wall outside the prison, and then fell to the ground and rolled into the shadows of the corner.

Looking at the dusty steamed bun, Yi Xiao laughed self-deprecatingly.

That's what happened when he woke up.

In the past, as a mercenary, he was naturally not a picky eater, and when he was on the most difficult task, he had gnawed all the bark in order to survive, and he could naturally eat a piece of steamed bun. But now he can't trust anyone, and in this environment, he doesn't know anything about the cause and effect. Even if a child of about eight or nine years old gives him food, he cannot be defenseless, his life has already been lost once, and there will never be a second mistake of the same kind.

Once again, he tried his best to return to the straw mat at the innermost part of the cell, and Yi Xiao gasped and fell asleep under the pain of the pain.

Following.

The two cell guards came again, and like last time, they gave fifteen lashes without saying a word and left, and Yi Xiao, who had finally recovered half a point from his injuries, was once again beaten and unable to move.

Yi Kui couldn't help but begin to wonder what unforgivable heinous sin the original owner of this body had committed to be locked in this dungeon to suffer this living sin.

About an hour later, the sound of the corridor made his heart move.

Sure enough, the yellow-haired imp came again.

Yi Kui had an expectation this time, but he didn't put on a bad face. The little ghost is also a little bolder, but he still cowers in his gestures, and it looks like he is used to being bullied.

The half-grown child, who called himself Azie, had a sallow face, a head of dry yellow and unkempt withered hair, probably a long-term malnutrition, and deeply sunken cheeks, which made his eyes look extraordinarily large. The clothes he wore were old and washed white, and I don't know how many rags were used to sew them together, and they hung on him and swayed, which showed how thin this little ghost was.

Yi Xiao half-squinted as he walked barefoot to the cell door, and secretly took out another thing from his arms. This time, it was not wrapped in cloth, but a large leaf of an unknown plant, wrapped in a serious manner, glanced at the thing in his hand with nostalgia, and then stuffed it into the cell.

"Yesterday, I didn't take my package yesterday......" The little ghost smiled shyly at Yi Qi and whispered, "Quick, eat quickly, I'll go first." ”

After saying that, he looked at it again vigilantly, and hurried to leave. At this moment, Aqi suddenly paused, and his eyes were glued to the shadows in the corner of the hallway.

He trotted over to pick it up, his lips twitching, and he stood stunned for a moment, then wiped it with his sleeve and wiped it again. His eyes were red, he sniffed, took a big bite of the object in his hand, devoured it in a few bites, and ran away after eating.

Yi Qi watched all his movements coldly, and only after he left did he move his gaze back to what Aqi had brought with him.

When I opened it, it was really half a steamed bun, Yi Xiao frowned, didn't throw it out, didn't eat it, just stuffed it under the straw mat with the wrapped leaves.

Day 3.

After being whipped, Yi Xiao curled up on the ground without wanting to move a finger, silently thinking that the little ghost would probably not come again today.

Apparently, though, his guess didn't come true.

After a few hours or so, Archie slipped in again and handed something wrapped in a leaf into the cell.

The little ghost looked even worse, he lowered his head and said, "Ah Qi will work harder and change for better food...... You, if you're not satisfied, don't throw it out, you'll die if you're discovered......"

Yi Kui stared at the skinny boy for a long time, and finally spoke to him for the first time: "You are the person in charge of bringing me food?"

Azzie shook his head dumbfounded.

"And who are you?"

Ah Qi raised his head and looked at Yi Kui in prison blankly, and replied, "I'm Ah Qi!"

"Who are you, why are you here?" asked Yi Qi hoarsely.

"Aqi is a slave of the cantonment, and he has been here secretly many times, you, don't you recognize me?" Aqi was so anxious that his head sweated, and he grabbed the prison railing.

"Are you sick? They're not going to care...... Aqi will quietly bring you some herbs tomorrow, and you will definitely be fine if you chew it, I am so good every time I get sick!" the little ghost said hurriedly, "I have to go, I can't stay here for so long, yes, I'll be caught......"

He didn't wait for Yi Xiao to continue the questioning, and left in a hurry.

Yi Kui opened the food he brought this time, and sure enough, half of the steamed buns this time looked fresher than the previous two times, and there were two more fruits that had just been picked not long ago, and their thumbs were green.

Thinking of that little ghost's previous performance and the information revealed today, Yi Kui was a little silent.

It seems that Azi is a slave in this place, and he may still look like a slave of the lowest class. Eating is all by doing work, and probably half of the steamed bun in his hand now is half of the ration of the little ghost.

Half an hour later, Yi Xiao took the half of the steamed bun and bit it. Sure enough, it was dry and hard, difficult to swallow, and the two unripe fruits were even more sour and astringent, and after a little taste, the facial features had to be sour and squeezed into a pile. But such a crude food is also an unusual delicacy for him.

On the fourth day after Yi Kui woke up, after surviving the flogging, he saw the little boy who had sneaked in again.

When he returned the empty cloth bag and the leaves that had been packed twice for food, a simple smile appeared on Azie's face.

"You won't get sick if you eat this like this!" Ah Qi said as he took out two small rhizome plants from his sleeves, broke a small piece and threw it in his mouth, chewed and swallowed it, and then handed it to Yi Qi and motioned for him to do so.

Yi Kui was a little helpless, this stupid kid really thought he was sick.

However, since it was an herb, perhaps it would not be a big problem to use it temporarily to satisfy hunger, and he tasted it, and a strong bitter taste spread in his mouth, which was no worse than Coptis chinensis.

But unexpectedly, this may indeed be some kind of medicinal material, and after taking it, the cold current in Yi Qi's body seems to have increased by a millimeter, and it seems to be a little more stable than the previous intermittent.

"You don't have to work so hard, you used to eat like that. Yi Kui looked at the little ghost's skinny body and the red, swollen and cracked little hands, and suddenly said, "I won't die." ”

Aqi just smiled heartily when he heard this.

......

For the next countless days, Yi Kui had to endure the brutal routine whipping of those two prison chiefs every day.

Even if the day of death was a new life, he had already completely woken up from the joy of being reborn, maybe God didn't give him a chance to live again at all, but just wanted him to die again in pain?

It wasn't until some time ago, when he was dying and could barely hold on, that no jailer came to harass him again, and finally gave him time to breathe.

Whether he is tortured or a monster, no matter what, he has to live, and only by living will he have a chance!

"Yi Xiao, you're okay......" He stared firmly at the flickering wall lamp outside the cage, muttering to himself.

How he was imprisoned in this cramped dungeon is unknown, but since he was able to wake up from the abyss of death, no matter how painful it was, it was a godsend.

Leaning against the cold wall, Yi Yan thought vaguely.

Closing his eyes, he struggled to feel the mysterious power in his body. If it weren't for the energy that was holding back the deterioration, perhaps his situation would have been much worse.

Under his long-term observation, the cold current seemed to be decreasing all the time, and it would dry up at any time, but as long as he ate a little more, his body would take in more energy, especially the herbs brought by Azie, the cold current would grow a little stronger, even if it was an extremely slight difference, but he could still detect it. There is still a little broken memory of this body in my mind, and I can't think of it specifically, but I feel that this cold current is very familiar.

What this power is, he can't delve into it now, in short, what is good for himself is good, and he can only think as optimistically as possible when it comes to this point.

Yi Kui moved his body slightly, changing his stiff legs to a different position.

If the blood does not circulate, the feet will be useless in the long run.

The chain that passed through the pipa bone made a slight sound under the pull, but it brought a sharp pain full of tearing sensation, and such a simple action made him hiss and inhale cold air.

As for the short-haired boy Agi who looked like a chicken coop, he has been sneaking in to bring him food when no one is around. Each time he stayed for a very short time, Yi Xiao knocked a few words from his mouth, but he didn't get much information.

As he expected, Azzi had a very low status here, a servant that everyone could call, and he spent his days doing dirty and smelly heavy work in exchange for a pitiful amount of food, and none of the jailers here treated him as a human being. He didn't know why Yi Kui was imprisoned here, whether this little ghost could sneak into this dungeon, or only got into an inconspicuous dog hole every time the jailer smoked Yi Kui and went to eat and drink together.

If it weren't for the fact that he was stunted and so thin that he only had a handful of bones left, he wouldn't have been able to get through that narrow hole.

However, in such a filthy place, having such a simple and kind-hearted child with him is also the only trace of warmth in Yi Xiao's prison suffering.

And what he called the Elder Wei, the culprit who led him to prison, ordered the jailers to whip him every day, and hardly heard any useful news. It's just that I learned that this person may come in person recently, according to Yi Xiao's speculation, this person kept him here to torture but never killed him, if it weren't for the deep hatred, it was very likely that he would have greater value himself.

In order not to leak his own situation, he didn't dare to ask some too obvious questions openly.

Yi Kui hooked the corners of his mouth and showed a bitter smile, if he wanted to live, at least escaping from this prison was the first task.

But this kind of place, there is not even a window, it is always muddy and dark, and even time seems to have stopped, if it weren't for Archie's daily smuggling of food, he would have been unable to distinguish it.

Yi Xiao slowly lay down on the straw mat in the corner, avoiding the wound and closing his eyes to rest.

In any case, recovering his strength was a necessary first step, and then, he had to think about how to get out of this hellish place.