After saying goodbye to Tang Qisheng, Tang Jing and the others skipped many cells in a row, and the prisoners in them had long hated the disciples of the Tang Sect, and they couldn't wait to peel off their skin and eat their flesh, and when they saw the two of them passing by, they all lay on the railing one by one, saying all kinds of vicious words.

Hong Mao is not a person in the Tang Sect, nor is he the master who is scolded and does not return his mouth, relying on the other party to help himself, he will scold people along the way, even if the person just looks at him with a slight inadequacy, he will be spit on.

Looking at the prisoners who were scolded by him to the point of thunder, although Tang Jing was slightly displeased, he didn't open his mouth to stop it, after all, the young man was carrying the sect master's personal disciple order, and according to the rules, he had to salute when he saw him.

……

"Seeing that you are not a human or a ghost, why didn't Lao Tzu be ruthless and drown you in a urinal back then?"

Hong Mao spat hard at a prisoner, turned his head and trotted to catch up with Tang Jing, who had already walked away, with a sudden unobstructed expression on his face that had been constipated for many days, and said:

"These bastards are really cheap, they have nothing to do but find scolding."

Tang Jing didn't even bother to look at him, and came to a cell with an expressionless face, Hong Mao stepped forward skillfully, his face full of curiosity, "This guy ......"

"You don't have to inquire about the Tang Sect."

Tang Jing knew what he was going to ask, so he directly interrupted coldly, then took out the pill and threw it into the cell, saying:

"Come out and fight with me."

In the cell was a man in his early thirties, who looked honest and dark-skinned, and belonged to the kind of people who would not be recognized by the crowd.

The man took the pill, squinted at the two of them, and then slowly got up and came to the prison door, without saying a word.

Tang Jing didn't talk much nonsense, and opened the cell door directly, there was no light in the dungeon, it was almost dusk at this time, it seemed that this was the last one today.

……

An hour later, Tang Jing dragged his tired steps into the room, this is one of the few places to rest, the conditions are average, but he can finally settle down.

After watching the lively Hong Mao sitting at the table to oil the sword, at the end of this day, this sword inlaid with gold and jade really became an ornament, he said while wiping the sword body:

"Senior brother, that farmer looks honest, I didn't expect that the shot was a killing move, Ming'er, you will finish the three, and help me find a similar practice hand."

At this time, Tang Jing's clothes were in tatters, his body was sore and painful, he didn't even want to move a finger when he was lying on the bed, so he naturally didn't want to take care of this goods, and he couldn't let out a snoring sound when he closed his eyes. Hong Mao was not bored, he put the sword back into its scabbard, blew out the light, and lay down on another bed in the room, staring out the window with round eyes.

Being underground, even the futon has a musty smell, but it is still much better than the old aconite's wine-soaked bed.

"I don't know how those guys in the post house are doing now, when the master goes back, he will be a first-class hero, and I see who will dare to laugh at Lao Tzu at that time."

The boy muttered and closed his eyes.

……

After late at night, the entire sixth floor of the dungeon was not much quieter, but various sounds were heard from time to time.

The prisoners had long since forgotten what the sun was like, and naturally did not know whether it was dawn or dark outside, and they either whispered or shrieked softly, and scratched the walls with their fingernails...... In short, there are few normal ones, how mad people are.

Li Huoyun, who was in the third cell, was much quieter than him, he reached out and took out a brown pill from his waist, looked at it for a while, and then threw it directly into his mouth and chewed it and swallowed it.

This elixir was the one that Tang Jing gave him during the day, and he used a trick to hide it, and now late at night, even the guards couldn't help but doze off, it was the time for him to detoxify.

Li Huoyun closed his eyes and meditated, and after half an hour, he reopened his eyes, with a faint cruelty in his eyes, he turned his head to look outside at the ring through the iron window, and said to himself:

"When the old man forces the poisonous Gu out of his body, the hearts and livers of the three of you will be mine."

With that, the old man closed his eyes again.

……

Early the next morning, Tang Jing went to a cell that had been decided in advance. This time, the prisoner was a master of secret words, and he didn't need Hong Mao to speak, he himself told the glorious deeds of the year.

The prisoner was named Liu Hua, an authentic beggar, saying that he had provoked the enemy outside, so he ran to the Tang family dungeon for refuge, and by the way, he could eat and drink together.

Tangmen is not stupid, will not waste rice to raise an idler, this dungeon is not a vegetable market, will not let Huazi come and go at will, when Hong Mao asked him what he had done, Liu Zhaohua proudly patted his chest and said:

"Uncle, I'm peeing in front of Tangmen Mountain."

Hong Mao naturally didn't believe it, Tang Men was not so stingy as to lock up a guy who defecated in the open for several years, but watched the lively black-clothed guard on the sidelines and said something to the sky:

"This grandson took out that job in front of several female dependents of the sect, and threw it around, throwing off others, if it wasn't for the sect master to stop him, the fifth girl would have ordered someone to cut off his bane."

Liu Zhaohua was not ashamed, but proud, took a bite of the roast chicken brought by Tang Jing and said:

"Don't you know, those little ladies were all straight in the eyes at the time, probably because they were surprised by my majestic posture."

Tang Jing didn't have time to argue with him, and said coldly: "After eating the roast chicken, do what you promised me." ”

called Hanako to have no face and no skin, smiled and agreed, and then devoured the whole roast chicken, not even letting go of the chicken buttocks, and then wiped his hands on the dirty and almost reflective torn clothes:

"A few little brothers, let's go?"

……

Liu Zhaohua is the only one who doesn't want an antidote to roast chicken, in his own words:

"Uncle Ben has a rotten life, when the soft bones are used to it, it's not bad for a while, if he is killed on the spot, it's the best, anyway, this cheap life is not worth a few dollars, just go back and put more roast chicken and shochu in front of my grave."

After that, there was a large section of meat and vegetarian words, what "I have never touched a woman in my life, I knew that it was better to cut into the palace as a eunuch, so that I could serve the mother to bathe" "If you die when you turn around, remember to burn a few paper rings with big breasts"......

After a worthless word, even Hong Mao, who has always been able to move his mouth and never use his hands, couldn't bear it, and couldn't help but say:

"It's not too late to enter the palace now, the master has something to do with it."

Liu Zhaohua, who was scolded, was honest for the first time and stopped talking.

……

Although Hanako is full of cheap words, he is not ambiguous at all, and after learning that Tang Jing is good at using swords, he directly asks for a thin bamboo branch to fight the other party.

Tang Jing was holding a sword borrowed from Hong Mao, and subconsciously looked down on Liu Zhaohua, who was holding a slender branch, but he had just learned a lesson yesterday, so he forced this idea down again and began to take this opponent seriously.

Tang Jing's strict preparation made Liu Zhaohua quite useful, and he spared no effort to attack the other party, and the bamboo branches that should have been fragile were extremely tough in his hands, no matter how Tang Jing chopped them, they could not be cut off.

Liu called Blossom and yawned and said:

"Why are you as weak as a girl with a sword, it shouldn't be that you worshipped a woman as a teacher?"

Of course, he knew that Tang Jing was the apprentice of the fifth girl, and he just wanted to humiliate the other party when he spoke at this moment.

Tang Jing's face was cold from beginning to end, compared to anger, he was more ashamed in his heart, this trip to the dungeon made him understand what it means to have a sky outside the sky.

Just as he was thinking, the branch in Liu Zhaohua's hand suddenly attacked at an extremely tricky angle, Tang Jing couldn't react, and was directly pulled on his wrist, and the sword in his hand also fell to the ground.

……

(End of chapter)