At this time, the Confucian in green shirt packed up his pen and ink, walked in front of a group of them, his eyes swept over everyone, nodded slightly, and his voice was a little deeper and more serious than before.

"Now that you have made a decision, you must also take your own path in the future, there is no regret medicine to take here."

"If someone wants to quit, do it now."

When he looked around and saw that no one raised his hand or spoke, he nodded again.

"Then come with me, and the warden, the warden, will select their own candidates and go to the corresponding prison for placement later."

"Remember, be quiet on the road."

Under his leadership, everyone lined up in an orderly manner and walked outside.

Han You walked in the middle position, silently observing the surrounding scene.

After stepping out of the greenhouse, a corner of this simulated world scene appeared in front of his eyes.

The sky was completely dark, and only two blood-red crescents hung in the sky, and not the slightest starlight could be seen.

Outside, there was a wide street of massive monolithic stone slabs, unusually wide enough to fit four large trucks alongside each other.

After getting used to the somewhat crowded streets of Linglong City, he was still a little unaccustomed to coming here for the first time.

On both sides of the street, there are also very ordinary-looking ancient buildings.

Outside the house, it is also common to hang bacon or salted fish under the eaves, and some also hang lanterns and couplets, which look basically no different from ordinary houses.

The only thing is that the houses here are all closed doors and windows, the lights are turned off, and there are basically no human voices.

It was as if everyone had tacitly fallen asleep at the moment when it was dark, without making any noise.

In the whole street, only they walked in a sea of blood-red, and they could clearly hear the sound of chaotic footsteps and the shivering sound of some people shivering because of the cold.

Han You's body surface was covered with a layer of internal force network, as if he was wearing an impermeable coat, and the cold outside instantly weakened a lot.

At least so that he doesn't feel as bad as everyone else.

By the way, I observed it, and sure enough, those people who were also in the realm of the Great Grandmaster performed much better, and basically did not show too embarrassed expressions.

And the green-shirted Confucian student has always been at the front, never looking back, and doesn't seem to care what happens to the people behind or whether they will sneak away.

Fortunately, soon a little light appeared at the end of the road.

It was a wide square about the size of a football field, with a huge object four to five meters wide and at least eight to ten meters high in the middle, but it was completely covered with a red cloth and it was impossible to see what it was.

Only some traces at the bottom can be seen that it is probably a stone carving.

Eighteen rough stone pillars several meters high stood around the square, and a brazier was lit at the top of the stone pillars, and the vigorous flames kept going up, and sometimes there was a crackling sound of firewood crackling, which briefly dispelled the crimson moonlight and the uncomfortable cold.

The Confucian in green shirts asked everyone to wait here for a while.

A moment later, from the depths of the blood-colored moonlight in the distance, an unmanned carriage slowly drove in.

Although the carriage did not seem to be fast, it appeared in front of everyone in an instant, spanning a distance of dozens of meters, and slowly stopped at the edge of the square.

At this time, the green-shirted Confucian had already made a respectful appearance, lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at the silhouette of the figure in the window of the carriage, and bowed his hand slightly.

"My subordinates have seen the Warden of Heavenly Prison!"

There was no response for the time being, and he was not in a hurry, but kept this action all the time, without even looking up.

After a long time.

There was a voice of majesty and some disappointment from inside the carriage.

"The quality this time is too poor."

The green-shirted Confucian lowered his head and did not refute.

It is wrong to say anything at this time.

Waited a little more again.

About twenty people in the crowd suddenly lit up with golden light.

That's when the paperwork on them reacts.

"These people belong to my heavenly hell."

The words fell, and the carriage slowly drove away.

The warden in the carriage never showed up.

The green-shirted Confucian hurriedly turned around and whispered to those people, "Follow up." ”

The men realized it and hurriedly followed the carriage and gradually moved away, disappearing into the red moonlight.

This first time, Han You was not selected.

And only one person from the same Great Grandmaster realm was chosen.

It seems that the other party's selection criteria are not purely based on strength.

Fortunately, a second carriage soon arrived.

When the green-shirted Confucian faced this car, his head was not buried as low as the previous one, but he called respectfully: "I have seen the warden of the East Prison!" ”

The warden didn't say anything, but appointed twenty people without saying a word, and then led them away.

Han You is still not among them.

Next up is the Warden of the Southern Prison, who appears in the same way.

And this time, he found that the paperwork on his body lit up, and he suddenly perked up.

Immediately, like the other nineteen, he followed the carriage into the distance.

And this time, it was the square behind him and the rest of the people who disappeared from sight.

No one spoke along the way, and they all walked silently.

However, after Han You observed it, he could also see that several of them were obviously the type who couldn't hold back, and sometimes raised their heads and secretly glanced at them, with thieves and rat eyes, obviously with their own careful thoughts.

Han You kept these people in mind and planned to start with these people later.

After walking like this, I don't know how long, the ordinary residential houses around me gradually became scarce, and I didn't even see a single one after walking for a long time, as if I had walked into a wilderness, and the feet were no longer solid stone slabs, but charred earth and gravel, and there was no grass, and there was a strange smell.

Finally, the surroundings were no longer as dead quiet.

But then came a series of terrible cries and screams of men and women, as if they were being tortured.

Han You raised his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from, and what came into his eyes was a tall spire, counting a total of nine floors.

But each layer was more than ten meters high, and each layer was much higher than the next layer, and when it reached the ninth layer, it seemed to be inserted into the clouds, completely dissolving in the middle of the two blood moons.

But just as he looked up, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a veil-like substance on the eighth layer that had penetrated through the solid wall and floated out.

Moment.

He was in a trance.

Immediately, a sharp pain like a pinprick hit his head, which made his brain swell violently, as if there were countless different voices and tones of people who were sometimes pleading, sometimes painful, sometimes fanatical, and sometimes charming constantly sounded in his mind.

"Go ahead...... Go ......."

"Go find him! Go find him! ”

"Woo...... Woohoo......"

The eardrums seemed to shatter, nosebleeds began to gush out of the nose, teeth began to loosen as if they were about to fall out, and the eyes were burning and could not be opened.