"Obtain the remnants of Dao Yun, open the time rewind, please intercept Dao Yun as soon as possible." The golden clock passed such a message to Ye Chuxiao, and then there was no movement.

And at this moment, in Ye Chuxiao's sight, hanging on the iron hook is no longer the miserable white human skin, but a living person.

The thick iron hook passed through the man's lute bone and tail vertebrae, respectively, and hung it in the air.

Such inhuman torture, if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago, but this hanging cult demon always had a cold smile on his face, showing fluorescent blue and almost transparent eyes, but he did not focus on Ye Chuxiao's body, it is obvious that in this time-spanning confrontation, his status and Ye Chuxiao's status are not equal.

Ye Chuxiao tried to move around, but still did not attract the attention of this cult demon.

This made Ye Chuxiao not very sure, whether he crossed the distance of time, saw and came to the past, or still stayed in the present, just glimpsed the traces of the past.

However, no matter what state he was in now, Ye Chuxiao was sure that he could only observe, not really exert influence.

Even if he did go back in time, he would just be a ghost in this plane.

At this time, Ye Chuxiao's fingers were touching a little debris floating in the air.

When he subjectively wanted to lift this flying debris, the unshakable weight, as if he was about to lift it, was a star.

Leaning closer to see the expression on the face of the cult demon, Ye Chuxiao could easily see that he didn't seem to have the gloom, anger, fear, and other negative emotions that he was waiting to be executed at any time after being imprisoned.

If you look at his expression carefully, you can even feel a little anticipation.

"What was he expecting?"

"Expecting an accomplice to save him?"

"I'm just staying here, can I see his accomplices? Find the real culprit who freed the cult demon? Ye Chuxiao thought to himself.

However, such a thought only stayed in Ye Chuxiao's mind for a moment, and then he saw 'himself'.

Although his appearance is not completely certain, the clothes on his body, body characteristics, etc., are enough for Ye Chuxiao to make a clear conclusion.

In particular, the same scar on the forearm of the left hand can be used as ironclad evidence.

Of course, at this moment, Ye Chuxiao should call this 'self' in front of him his 'predecessor'.

Strictly speaking, Ye Chuxiao, who was observing at the other end of time, was not the same person as Ye Chuxiao, who appeared outside the cell at this moment.

The predecessor looks like it was supposed to be here to deliver food.

According to the regulations, even if it is just to deliver food, there should be more than two people traveling in a group at any time.

In the prison of the Criminal Department, it is strictly forbidden for jailers to travel alone to contact prisoners.

However, Daheng has been established for thousands of years, many regulations have long been abolished, and the position of the prison guard of the criminal department has been passed down from generation to generation, and there have long been a large number of vacancies, but on the books, those vacant positions, those desperate officials, are still continuing in writing.

In his hand, he carried a moldy food bucket, which was filled with food that had long been rancid, and there were no traces of the original traces, and it was mixed with a large amount of turbid soup.

For anyone's sphincter, the contents of this bucket are a great test.

One bite, clean and hygienic.

However, even if it is such food, the prisoners in the prison want to eat a mouthful of dry or thin, and it depends on the face of the jailer in charge of putting the food.

If you have enough money, you can eat from a restaurant outside.

This is also one of the main revenue items of the prison.

At this time, Ye Chuxiao finally saw 'him' at this time clearly, complete and clear appearance characteristics.

This body, the first impression he had at first glance, was young and vigorous, this vitality was like the sun at seven or eight o'clock, hot and dazzling as if with infinite possibilities, an old man who was sick in his thirties was absolutely incomparable.

He has not yet completely transitioned to the stage of youth, and can barely be called a teenager, his body is not tall, but he is not short, but his appearance is middle-to-upper, his skin is slightly dark, but his bones are very good, the only drawback is that his eyes look a little dull and sloppy, and the ugly jailer's outfit also seals most of his appearance.

Suddenly, Ye Chuxiao felt the condensation of his gaze behind him.

As soon as he turned around suddenly, he found that the cult demon who was hanging in the air was looking straight at the 'predecessor'.

"Did you bring anything?" The cult demon opened its mouth, and its sealed tongue was now slamming into the air, making a strange and muffled breath sound.

The 'predecessor' numbly pulled out the jailer's seal from his bosom, which had obviously been 'modified'.

This kind of seal, which was originally supposed to be in the form of an iron talisman, has a drop of eyebrow blood inside, which is a one-to-one match with the user, and cannot be used by outsiders.

But at this moment, on top of this seal, there was a blood-colored gecko lying on his stomach, which broke away from the control of the 'predecessor' and flew down in front of the cult demon.

After obtaining the seal, the cult demon bites the tip of his tongue and sprays blood on the seal, and the blood-colored lizard swims up, sucking the blood in, and quickly blends into the seal.

The cult demon who had completed the seal cover then began to chant the incantation in the sound of air.

As the spell became more and more urgent, a layer of pale skin fell off the body of the cult demon.

Leather took his place and continued to hang in mid-air.

And the cult demon who broke away from the shackles rolled on the spot and turned into a gray-skinned mouse.

If you look closely, you can also find that this gray-skinned mouse has no hair on its body.

"Myself as an accomplice?" Ye Chuxiao has 10,000 'slots' in his heart.

He thought that the seal letter was taken away by Li Bantou, but he never thought that it was lost at this moment.

In this way, even if he returns with the information he has, he will not be able to get out of the predicament, but will freeze himself to death.

Whatever the predecessor did for this kind of thing.

There is no doubt that he is an accomplice of the cult demons.

Even if the predecessor was manipulated and used, it cannot be used as a reason to clear the charge.

At this time, Ye Chuxiao's brain began to spin rapidly.

He had to find a way out of this predicament.

"First of all, I want to determine whether the cult demon who turned into a rat has really escaped from the dungeon of the Criminal Department."

"Getting out of the prison does not mean that you have really escaped from the dungeon, there are a total of eight layers of the criminal dungeon, although since the Fengshen Rebellion three hundred years ago, the last three layers of the criminal dungeon have never been opened, but the five-layer dungeon is also divided into four areas, not only the scope is extremely wide, and all kinds of organs and settings are complex, even if I am a jailer, I only know the organs and formations in the third layer B area."

"The cult demon turned into a rat and wanted to escape from the dungeon, and it was not an easy task in a short period of time."

In a moment's time, Ye Chuxiao had already followed the gray-skinned mouse out of the original cell.

Then I saw that this rat, as if he knew a lot about the layout and mechanism in the dungeon, dived all the way down, and went deeper into the dungeon.