Time passes slowly, and the roulette wheel of years never stops, little by little, little by little, obscures everything.

Soon, it was time for the verdict, but Lin Wu still had no sadness or joy, he didn't know whether he should cry or laugh, so he seemed very free, but he smiled very bitterly.

Three days before the verdict, Lin Wu received a notice, along with Luo Yuan and Bucktooth Tiger, while Huang Daxian and Li Ziming didn't know when they would be locked up.

With the slow contact, Lin Wu knew a lot of things and slowly understood these people.

Bucktooth Tiger, looks extremely rough and hideous, but he is very interesting, he is a generation of tyrants like drug traffickers, but he has become a joke in prison, and I don't know how he has survived with his IQ to the present.

It's just that Lin Wu has discovered another side of the bucktooth tiger in the past few days, he is not as clumsy as he seems, on the contrary, he is very thoughtful and extremely smart, and it is not impossible to become a generation of drug trafficking bosses.

He knew that he didn't have many days left, so he became true and unwilling to calculate, so he became very funny, although he did all the bad things, but he was also at ease once before he died.

And Wong Tai Sin fooled a noble man when he was telling fortunes, and now he doesn't know what kind of noble person he is, so he put himself in the prison at will, and he will never be able to turn over, and he will be buried in this dark prison forever.

Li Ziming didn't need to guess Lin Wu to know that he must have killed by mistake, or killed excessively, and this is indeed the case.

His personality is too impulsive, his style is strong, and he doesn't know how to be flexible, which Lin Wu has said about him many times, but he doesn't change it at all, he takes Lin Wu's words as a deaf ear, wanders around all day, studies the terrain of the prison, and doesn't say a word about his own affairs.

Being locked up with these prisoners has really benefited Lin Wu a lot, he has learned a lot and understood a lot, but after thinking about it, he can only laugh at himself.

"Damn thief, are you going to play me to death?"

Lin Wu stood by the window, pointing at the sun and cursing, fortunately people were working outside at this time, and no one saw it, otherwise he would think that he had lost his mind.

He was tired of scolding, so he leaned on the edge of the bed, gasping for breath, I don't know what I thought, and a line of tears slowly slipped down.

After a long time, Li Ziming came back with a group of people, looking at the crowd, a trace of inexplicable light flashed in Lin Wu's eyes.

Lin Wu found Li Ziming alone, he originally wanted to give this ring that changed his fate to Li Ziming, but the ring spirit never showed up, so he had to hand over the initial cultivation method of the martial artist to Li Ziming.

"The Immortal Sutra"

This is the inner strength of the spirit of the ring to Lin Wu, the content is very small, less than 100 words, extremely obscure, blunt and difficult to understand, although it is only the initial chapter, but for all martial artists are encounterable and unseek, it is the fate of the sky.

Lin Wu passed it to Li Ziming word for word, and the ring spirit fell asleep at some point, and no one could stop Lin Wu.

Li Ziming looked at Lin Wu, a little confused and at a loss, he couldn't figure out why Lin Wu didn't run away with him, with his strength, he would definitely be able to change something, change something that only the strongest could change.

Lin Wu patted Li Ziming's shoulder and whispered in his ear: "This is the initial cultivation technique of a martial artist, you have to remember it, and you must not pass it on." After thinking about it, he continued: "I have studied the escape plan you said, and I can't escape."

A beam of sunlight shone in through the window and fell on Lin Wu's body, Lin Wu pointed to the sky and slowly spit out two words.

Lin Wu's method is very simple, and it can even be said that there is no difficulty, and for a martial artist, escaping from prison is really a breeze.

Li Ziming's eyes widened, revealing an extremely bright brilliance, and he ran out with a whimper, like a gray wolf who had been catching a sheep.

He has been going crazy these days, and the other two madmen are muttering without combing their faces or washing their faces, finding a way, overthrowing a way, they are almost desperate, at this time, seeing Lin Wu's immortal guiding the way, this finger points to a paradise, how can it not make him crazy?

Unbeknownst to him, this was the last time he saw Lin Wu in prison.

Soon after he left, two uninvited guests came to the prison, found Lin Wu, handcuffed his hands and feet, and took him away.

The silver handcuffs glittered with a terrifying light, cuffing his hands, his feet, his heart.

On this warm afternoon, Lin Wu disappeared in front of many younger brothers in the prison like this

There was no trace of popularity in the cold corridor, only the sound of heavy police boots and the rattling sound from Lin Wu's body, echoing in an infinite loop.

After a while, Lin Wu was taken to an interrogation room, the walls were white, but they were full of darkness.

The two young police officers sat opposite Lin Wu, with a look of disdain on their faces, obviously knowing the identity of Lin Wu's murderer.

"Name!"

"Forest Mist"

"Age"

"Eighteen years old"

The mechanical answer sounded in this interrogation room, and Lin Wu looked up and looked at the two young police officers in front of him, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

Today is not the day of Lin Wu's sentencing, Lin Wu's day is calculated very clearly, and the person in front of him obviously can't shoot himself.

Lin Wu raised his head, glanced at the two of them, and stopped on the female officer's face for a moment, remembering Yun Xiaoman.

"What are you looking at!" The male police officer shouted violently, interrupting Lin Wu's train of thought, Lin Wu raised his head and looked at him coldly, such a quality of police is not uncommon.

The female policeman looked at Lin Wu with a look of disgust, and said sarcastically: "No wonder it's an orphan, there are cheap bones that no one raises in life!"

The female police officer's words were plain, but like a knife, they pierced Lin Wu's heart deeply, and the vicious words entangled Lin Wu to death, piercing his heart, making him unable to breathe and falling into darkness.

"Little Wuzi!" A kind and kind voice seemed to cross time and reached Lin Wu's ears, soothing his deep dark mind, making his body shake and regain his calm.

"If it had been before, you two would have died long ago. Lin Wu said flatly, without a trace of emotion, the cyclone in his body quietly flowed, and an undeniable momentum emanated, as if he said, he would definitely be able to do it.

The young male policeman was obviously frightened by Lin Wu's faint words and terrifying momentum, one was unstable, sat on the ground, and a bad smell came out, and he was directly scared by Lin Wu to pee.

Although the policewoman didn't come here, she was also frightened, a handsome little face was frightened to the point of whiteness, her slender hand was raised, and she pointed at Lin Wu and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it.

Seeing the two of them like this, Lin Wu also lost interest in dealing with them, walked to the door alone, and pressed the siren.

The guard at the door was indeed dutiful, and in the next second he opened the door and rushed in.

A pungent smell of urine came, and he almost didn't vomit the dutiful guard, he quickly pinched his nose with a look of disgust.

Lin Wu shook his head, as if he was lamenting the quality of the young policeman now, and as if he was lamenting his fate, he didn't pay attention to it anymore and walked directly towards the door.

"Stop!" cried the young policewoman in a frustrated voice, as sharp as the old witch at work.

Lin Wu stopped, turned around and looked at her coldly, looking at her a little hairy, a fear grew in her heart, spreading, and her body was cold.

But she is obviously much stronger than the male policeman, although her voice is a little trembling, but she can still say a complete sentence: "We are looking for you this time, not to interrogate you, but to have an activity for you to participate in." ”

Lin Wu didn't answer, motioning for her to continue.

The female police officer swallowed a mouthful of spit and continued: "Recently, our police department is going to hold an unprecedented lecture on death row prisoners in a university, and a death row prisoner will tell his story"

"Lecture on death row prisoners, let me stand in front of the whole school and tell my story?" Lin Wu interrupted her, her eyes cold.

At this time, Lin Wu seemed to have heard a big joke, but the protagonist who was ridiculed was him, from the beginning to the present, it has always been him, and it has never changed.

Lin Wu was originally a high school student prisoner, so it naturally fell on him at this time.

"It's just a story," the policewoman said, obviously unable to stand Lin Wu's coercion.

Suddenly, Lin Wu nodded, and the cyclone that had been accelerating and rotating in his body gradually disappeared, dissolving into flesh and blood, and faintly highlighting a word.

"Hmm"

Hearing Lin Wu's answer, the female policeman's tight string suddenly loosened, and she was sweating profusely, as if she had just been fished out of the water, and her whole person collapsed.

She couldn't understand that a man who was about to be executed could have such a terrifying momentum, as if pinching her heart and making her almost unable to breathe.

She's not a martial artist, so of course she won't understand.

Just now, Lin Wu suddenly figured it out, maybe there is nothing wrong with going out for a walk, because that may be the last time he will step on the land outside the prison.

The female police officer glanced at the male police officer who had been chasing her in disgust, sentenced him to death directly, and then looked at Lin Wu, who was as calm as water at this time, revealing complicated eyes.

Not long after, the female police officer called a police car, took Lin Wu into the car, drove to the city, drove to the city where Lin Wu had lived for 18 years, and drove to Lin Wu's story.

The stories of Lin Wu's first eighteen years were all in this city, but I don't know when, it became a little strange.

It was such a coincidence that the school where the "Lecture on Death Row Prisoners" was held was the same place where Lin Wu had lived for three years.

Looking at the familiar environment, looking at the familiar grass and trees, Lin Wu's thoughts drifted far away and very slowly.

The very large building in the distance was the library, the largest building in the school.

The library is the source of all Lin Wu's beautiful memories, which hides the past of himself and Yun Xiaoman, and hides the endless beauty of every stroke.

Lin Wu regretted a little, regretting that he didn't tell Yun Xiaoman in the end, regretting that he buried all this in his memories.