Chapter 113: What I Saw and Heard in Prison

Bian Xiucai, let's go in!"

After receiving a kick from behind, Bian Deming staggered forward a few steps before he stood firmly, only to hear a bang behind him, the heavy iron door had been closed again, and then the latch was locked, so he became a prisoner.

This is the prison of Donghua County, which is built deep underground, and the walls are all natural rock mass, so it is impossible for people to dig a road. The prison door and fence are iron rods thick on the child's wrist, which is a congenital master, and it is difficult to bend and break with bare hands.

In the county seat of Great Xia and Kyushu, most of them will have such a similar cell, in order to temporarily detain the innate masters when necessary - of course, it can only be temporary, and after a long time, people can always find a way to escape. Therefore, if you want to be detained for a long time, you must at least transfer it to the county government, and then the warden of the prison will be an innate martial artist, and you can see them.

For Bian Deming, this underground prison is naturally more than enough to lock him up.

Turning to see the servants and jailers leave, he sighed, and did not justify any "wrongs", and when he saw that there was still some hay and thatch on the ground, he piled them up, tried to make them thicker, and then sat down on them.

"Alas! Wen Chaogong said, 'Illness comes from the mouth, and disaster comes from the mouth,' which is really a wise saying! It seems that I will inevitably suffer a lot this time, but I don't know if I have the life to get out alive......

He can be admitted to Xiucai, so he is naturally not a fool. The fierce and vicious appearance of the officials and officials knew at a glance that the comers were not good. Moreover, among this group of people, more than half of them are unknown to the locals, especially the military attache who is the leader, whose eyes are like knives, and when he sweeps over the person, he feels a faint pain.

This formation is definitely not for him, a little showman with an ordinary family background, but since he has been caught, of course people will not mind slaughtering a chicken by the way when killing a monkey.

He shook his head, thinking about today's events, and then his expression became firm.

"A gentleman must do something, and he must do something. Although it is really ashamed to harm the parents of the white-haired person to send the black-haired person. But I don't regret this matter of obstructing the official errand!"

After the three days of self-examination, he had the leisure to look around, but he saw that there were many people locked up in the cells. It's just that he is the only scholar dressed up, and the others are all dressed in Jianghu costumes, about a person in the green forest.

Most of them had injuries on their bodies, and many still had blood stains on their bodies. The smell of blood came from afar, which scared him a little.

And these people are naturally handcuffed and shackled one by one, and there are even two of them who are tied up by iron chains and can't exert their strength, which is to prevent them from escaping.

He looked around, and only felt that these faces were hateful, and there was not even a single kind person.

I can barely restrain the strength of the chicken, and the weak scholar who needs the cooperation of several people to kill a pig is probably the weakest here.

"Hehe, it really gives me face. ”

He laughed self-deprecatingly twice, and his mood changed a little better.

At this moment, the cellmate in a nearby cell spoke: "Scholar, this prison is all for us Green Forest people, why are you a scholar also imprisoned? What kind of felony have you committed?"

Before Bian Deming could answer, a sloppy man smiled and said, "What else can you do?" Looking at his fine skin and tender flesh and upright facial features, most of them are cuckolds for the county lord, maybe the children have been born. ”

This topic is obviously very much in line with the appetite of the heroes of the green forest, and as long as a group of people are not seriously injured, they immediately open their mouths to mix. Even a skinny man who was tied up in a strange shape made am.

This thin man's martial arts are naturally extremely high, and his knowledge is also extraordinary, and his mouth is a steady stream of meat jokes, which can be called a humanoid self-propelled color text making machine. Bian Deming was a little annoyed at first, but after listening to it for a while, he couldn't help but gradually admire - if this person doesn't mix with the rivers and lakes, he can rely on his ability to make up stories, write a few vulgar books to sell for money, and he can make a net worth of 10,000 yuan in the future.

He couldn't help but ask: "This hero is really knowledgeable, and Bian is polite." I don't know what to call a hero?"

The thin man suddenly laughed: "Knowledgeable? Lao Tzu's best skill is not this mouth, but a pen! You go to the rivers and lakes to inquire, on this Qingzhou Road, who doesn't know the name of my 'picture book holy hand' Liu Shuixin!"

Bian Deming's eyes widened suddenly, the "Holy Hand of Picture Books" Liu Shuixin is most famous for illustrating color literature, and he is also famous in the literary world, but he didn't expect that such a cultural celebrity who straddles black and white would be locked up in the Donghua County prison!

He was immediately in awe, and said a lot of words of admiration, relying on this kind of topic that men like, he unconsciously got into friendship with this group of green forest heroes who licked blood with their heads.

When they learned that Bian Deming was arrested for obstructing officials and oppressing the people, they gave a thumbs up to this weak scholar. When the jailer came to distribute today's meal, Liu Shuixin even said, "This little scholar is covered by Lao Tzu, you should be polite to him."

Of course, the jailer didn't dare not listen to the words of this innate master, don't look at Liu Shuixin being tied up and twisting, and the whole person was almost deformed. But if you really break out and want to kill him, bite off a tooth and squirt out, you can shoot out his brain.

As a result, Bian Deming was very inexplicable and lived quite peacefully in this prison, for three or four days in a row, without encountering the slightest trouble. Don't say it's a legendary routine method of jailers to oppress prisoners such as "killing sticks", and they don't even say a word about it.

It's just that in the past few days, there have been green forest heroes being arrested in the prison, and many of them have been seriously injured. If it weren't for Liu Shui's ability, he could see their injuries and treatment methods just by looking at them, and there was a thief in the prison who knew how to shrink bones, who could go through the fence to help with treatment, I am afraid that more than one person would have died of injuries after entering.

Bian Deming's mood is also gradually declining, although his level of poetry and painting is average, but he has a lot of experience in history. Looking at this posture, the government here in Donghua County has clearly made a big move, there are so many people who have been arrested and put in prison alone, and I don't know how many people have been implicated outside!

I was locked up in prison, and I don't know if my relatives and friends have suffered, and will the families I wanted to help escape again?

After all, he has not experienced many life and death things, and when he is worried, people gradually become depressed.

On this day, he was lying on the thatch, silently reciting a historical treatise, when he heard a voice coming.

"Scholar Bian, do you have any thoughts on today's changes?"

Bian Deming was stunned for a moment, looked up, and saw a young man with a beard and a slightly vicious appearance in the cell next door, looking at him with a smile, waiting for his answer.