At this time, it was the time for these prisoners to rest, so more than a dozen guards here came to the lake one after another, ready to bring back the prisoners under their jurisdiction.

One by one, they removed the iron helmets from the prisoners' heads, unchained them, and sent them back to their cells in a line.

After years of torment in the belly of this dayless mountain, the prisoners had no hope for life and began to become demented, like the walking dead.

The same was true of the old man beside Mo Hansheng, who was originally walking slowly with the crowd.

As he walked, he suddenly stopped and froze in place.

The guard in front noticed it and shouted, "Number Ten, don't be there in a daze, follow quickly." ”

On the back of each prisoner's hand is engraved a red text for easy identification by the guards.

The old man beside Mo Hansheng engraved the word "ten" on the back of his hand.

He heard the call of the guard, and his originally sloppy eyes began to slowly gather, and he said in a low voice: "My name is not No. 10, my name is Du Zichuan." ”

"When you get here, you don't have a name anymore, I say you're number ten, you're number ten." The guard hurried over and pushed the white-haired old man forward.

The old man staggered, still muttering in his mouth: "My name is not No. 10, my name is Du Zichuan......"

Looking at his appearance, he seems to be very persistent in this.

Seeing this, the guard just shook his head helplessly.

He has been in charge of this person for many years, and he has not been able to get rid of the other party's problem.

However, he had become accustomed to it, and did not want to argue with this fool.

"Du Zichuan......" Shi Shan silently read the name twice, and said, "It seems that this person is really the person you are looking for." ”

It had spent some time in Xinghua Village with Mo Hansheng, and vaguely remembered the name.

Soon, the guards brought all the prisoners back to their cells to rest.

The cells where the prisoners were held were more than a dozen large stone chambers, very rudimentary, infested with cockroaches and maggots, and mixed with an unusually unpleasant stench.

Although the stone room is large, it can accommodate more than 100 people in one room, which is actually a bit crowded.

However, the prisoners live here like years, life is worse than death, and they have long been unconcerned about such trivial matters.

After sending the prisoners into the stone chamber, the guards also returned to their rooms.

Their resting place was also a stone room, but the conditions were naturally much better than those of the prisoners.

Mo Hansheng looked at this scene and said softly: "Without further ado, let's start." ”

These guards gathered all the prisoners together, just in time for their own movements.

The light on the demon bracelet flashed, and a black mouse the size of an earth dog jumped out, which was the stone mountain after the demonization.

It didn't say much, and ran off into the distance.

It spotted a narrow crack in the stone wall, stretched out its claws and plunged into it.

Click.

The two front paws of the stone mountain kept waving, digging a large hole in the crack in the stone wall, and it jumped into the hole with a leap of its body.

Immediately after, only a cracking sound was heard, and Shi Shan's figure disappeared into the cave.

The sound of rubble kept going inward, getting quieter and quieter, more and more muffled.

Mo Hansheng's side had already come to a stone chamber where prisoners were held.

An extremely pungent smell came to his face, Mo Hansheng frowned, and urged Zhenyuan to form a protective layer to envelop his body.

He searched the stone chamber quickly, and after a while, he found his target.

He came to a stone bed, and above him sat a white-haired old man, who was the same person who had previously called himself Du Zichuan.

He was holding a stone in his hand and was carving something into the stone wall behind him.

The sound of the stones grinding against the wall is very harsh and very uncomfortable to listen to.

However, the prisoners around him did not hear about him, and no one paid any attention to him.

The light in the stone chamber was very dim, and the scratches carved by Du Zichuan on the stone wall were very shallow.

It took Mo Hansheng a lot of effort to see what Du Zichuan wrote, which was his own name.

He couldn't help but sigh that so many prisoners here had become muddy, but it was really not easy for Du Zichuan to be trapped for so many years and still remember his name.

Mo Hansheng's gaze shifted and looked at the collar around Du Zichuan's neck.

Upon returning to their cells, all prisoners were stripped of their helmets and chains, except for this item.

Because this circle is what really restricts the freedom of all prisoners.

Wearing this thing, no matter where they went, as long as the distance was not too far, the Red Cloud Scattered people had a way to sense it.

Therefore, in order to truly free these prisoners, the collar around their necks must be removed.

Mo Hansheng has been planning for so long, so he has naturally found a way to remove the collar.

He reached out and grabbed the collar around Du Zichuan's neck and injected a wisp of true yuan into it.

He had a multicolored brocade to protect him, so he did it silently, and there were many prisoners here, but none of them could notice anything unusual.

Mo Hansheng's figure shuttled quickly through the cell, concocting it in the same way, and soon touched everyone's collars.

After doing this, he pressed his palm against the stone wall of the cell and poured a large amount of True Yuan into it.

After a while, Mo Hansheng walked out of the cell and threw the key to the cell door he had stolen from the guards into the lake.

He approached the other guard, silently appeared behind him and knocked him unconscious, then took the key and walked to another cell.

He wasn't sure if he would notice it if he killed the guards, so he didn't kill them.

An hour later, Mo Hansheng made arrangements in each cell, and then returned to the lake.

Stone Mountain has been waiting here for a long time.

Mo Hansheng asked, "How?" ”

Shi Shan said: "It's okay." ”

Mo Hansheng nodded: "Then let's start." ”

Shi Shan listened, and without the slightest hesitation, his claws fell to the ground, injecting all the demonic power on his body into the ground.

Du Zichuan in the stone room still has his name engraved on the wall.

He grabbed the rubble and landed on the wall, only to hear a click, not the stone shattering, but the wall cracking.

A slender crack suddenly appeared in the hard wall, which looked very deep.

Du Zichuan was stunned, he didn't understand why he pulled the stone wall all at once

It's open, when did you have so much strength?

Just when he was puzzled, the clicking sound started again, and more than a dozen cracks appeared in the wall one after another.

Without waiting for Du Zichuan to react, there were more and more cracks in the walls, even the top stone wall.

The cracks in the stone wall were dense, like cobwebs, and spread in all directions.

In a few moments, all the cracks joined together, and the walls in the entire stone chamber began to crumble.

The continuous noise finally alarmed the prisoners in the stone chamber, and they looked up and finally noticed the anomaly.

Syllable.

A piece of rubble fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at the top of their heads blankly, only to see that the stone wall above their heads collapsed, and countless stones fell in an instant.

The place where one of the boulders fell, the person standing below was Du Zichuan.

His expression was slightly stunned, his limbs were weak, and when he saw the boulder falling, he didn't have the slightest intention of fleeing.

Not only him, but most of the prisoners were in a sluggish state when faced with this scene.