"Could it be that I was seen dead by Tong Baixiong? So reborn again? Zhang Qing was happy in his heart, although he couldn't control his body here, it was better than the black prison.

But I didn't want to be happy for long, I just felt that it was dark in front of me.

"Huh? How did I go back to the black cell? Zhang Qing looked at the square hole at the door of the cell and was stunned for a while.

With a "clang", one hand closed the square hole, startling him, and the food plate in his hand shook accidentally.

I only heard that Huang Zhonggong locked the square hole, and several mermaids rushed out.

Zhang Qing took advantage of the light that came in through the crack in the door to put the food plate on the ground, but his mind was constantly thinking.

"Is this my golden finger?" He was in good spirits, and he hadn't gotten the necessities of the traverser yet.

"System? Open Sesame? Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law? Amitabha? Odd and even unchanged..." He constantly uses the routines in the novels of his previous life, recites the mantra, and looks for his golden finger.

"God, give me a system, I'm not greedy, don't be a sign-in system, just give me a system that can be jailbroken......"

After experimenting for a while, Zhang Qing seemed to have an understanding and closed his eyes silently.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up.

I have arrived in a strange environment.

There was a small table and a few small dishes in front of him, and on the opposite side was the big-headed boy Bai Xiong who appeared in the square hole, but he looked much younger.

Looking at the food in front of him, he couldn't help but move his index finger, and he picked up the chopsticks and was about to copy the noodles, but his hand involuntarily picked up a portion of rice and began to eat.

Zhang Qing hurriedly forcibly commanded the body, but in vain.

On the other side, Tong Baixiong put half of his butt on the stool, and after sandwiching the chopsticks noodles, he said respectfully: "The young sect master led us to conquer Huashan this time, which can be described as invincible. ”

Zhang Qing didn't know what he meant, and was just about to make up a few words.

And at this time, a memory came, and the scene in front of him changed again.

He suddenly appeared on the horse, and was so frightened that he was about to dance his hands and feet, but his body did not move.

I saw Tong Baixiong kneeling on his knees in front of the horse, and arched his hand and said: "Young Sect Master, don't attack rashly, there may be an ambush ahead." ”

"I've searched three times, where did the ambush come from?"

Zhang Qing suddenly felt a voice coming from behind him, but he couldn't hold his head, and he involuntarily began to speak.

"Brother Tong, you have always been thoughtful, I know it, continue to investigate, don't let go of a loophole."

Zhang Qing tried his best to command his body, but he didn't get anything, he could only hear himself speaking, "This time, you come to lead the team, be sure to give an explanation to the Lei Hall Master." ”

After the words were spoken, without any warning, he returned to the dinner table just now.

And at this time, his body spoke again, "Brother Tong is thoughtful, with Brother Tong here, why should I worry about my ambitions." ”

Tong Baixiong in front of him hurriedly said modestly: "The young sect leader is too pretty. ”

"You have made great contributions this time, and they are all in my heart, and the Wind and Thunder Hall of the old ghost will be yours in the future."

"Thanks to the young sect leader's wisdom and martial arts, his subordinates are just duty."

Zhang Qing couldn't control his body, and when he saw the two of them embarrassing each other, he couldn't help but be upset.

Suddenly, he appeared in the black prison again.

He felt that his stomach was beginning to tumble and make a fuss, and he knew that he was hungry, so he didn't study it anymore.

I groped for food, a plate of dumplings, a bowl of mash rice balls, a plate of meat, a jar of water, the wooden plate was not big, but the pile was quite high and thick.

The food entered his stomach, as if wisdom had entered his brain, and Zhang Qing suddenly understood his golden finger.

You can enter this space at will, but you can't manipulate your body, and the key to entering that space is actually your own psychological fluctuations.

As long as you have a similar psychology of wanting to escape, or similar mental fluctuations, you can go to that world, and if you are upset in that world, you will return to the black prison.

What is that space, Zhang Qing also has a little speculation in his heart, others call himself the Young Sect Master, and there is also a young version of Tong Baixiong.

There are only two possibilities, one is to go back to the past that was left to the past.

The other is to enter the world of memory that can be done in your own way.

And he can't control his body, so he should have entered a world composed of memories that can be done at will.

"I'm in, I'm out." Zhang Qing muttered as if he was in a scumbag, feeling the bright world.

After feeling it a few times, he finally determined that this was actually the memory space that could be done by himself.

It's like watching a movie immersively, and you can touch it with your five senses, but you can't control it.

And my own thinking is the information retrieval system, where I think of it, the plot will be displayed, which can be said to be very convenient.

Zhang Qing drank the last drop of mash, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and lay on the bed contentedly, "I can also be regarded as a person with a golden finger." ”

"Tick" He only felt a drop of inexplicable liquid in the darkness fall on his face, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart.

There must be someone on it who can't climb up, so sweating, it's still something strange.

The body also jumped hard, wanting to touch the ceiling, but I felt that I didn't use any force, and the body flew out directly, and what was even more unfortunate was that the palm of the hand did not hold it, but slid to the side.

He almost hit the ceiling with his neck, and then he fell to the ground hard, and another ping-pong collision made him scream.

"Ahh He had injured his neck just now, which was his only thought, and he quickly screamed.

After carefully groping for a long time, he realized that this was rusty water, and the roof was also cast in iron, and there was naturally water vapor condensation in this underground, but it made him even more desperate, "What's the use of this scrap wood gold finger?" ”

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a trace of resentment, "After others cross over, they automatically fuse themselves with the memories of the original owner of the flesh perfectly, but what about me? Became an unprecedented movie? ”

This resentment continued to expand in the dark, and the satisfaction of finding the golden finger shrank bit by bit.

"Cheer up, don't be decadent."

Zhang Qing suddenly came to his senses, patted his cheek, and forced himself to think of something happy, "How did I escape from prison back then?" ”

Thinking of this, he jerked to his feet and began to swim along the wall.

I didn't see the environment clearly just now, but now I continue to look at it with my hands, and I also muttered: "Xiang Wentian brought Linghu Chong, and Linghu Chong came and gave the hacksaw blade." ”

"Xiang Wentian didn't know that he was in Meizhuang earlier, otherwise he would have come a long time ago, so how did he know that he was here?"

Zhang Qing's brain began to run rapidly, TV series, movies, novels, serialized versions, new editions, etc. all appeared in his mind, and it was unlikely that there would be internal leaks, after all, it was not written in the book.

The body had turned to the iron door, and the shackles had collided with the neatly organized plates.

The sound of "dang" woke him up, but it also lit up his train of thought.

"Write under the food plate that I am trapped." He only felt as if he had solved a high school math problem, and he patted the iron door excitedly.

"By the way, the jailer is not a man who does what he wants, how can he agree? It is not written in the book. Thinking of this, Zhang Qing sat down on the ground again with a depressed face.

"Goo-" His stomach suddenly cramped.

"Got a bad stomach? No, it seems that this body hasn't eaten for a long time, and it eats so much at once. Holding his stomach, he suddenly thought of the wooden basin placed in the corner of the iron prison, and immediately understood its purpose.

After the reincarnation of the five grains, Zhang Qing also had to pick up a bowl and break it to solve the hygiene problem, otherwise he would really become Ah San.

The smell of the stomach hit the taste buds wave after wave, and the stuffy environment in the black prison made me feel as if I was breathing in a dung heap.

So he lifted the only piece of clothing on his body and fanned it.

"What should I do? I didn't let it go, he practiced martial arts, killed everywhere, and had a huge force, so he exercised his steely willpower.

can guarantee that I will be okay in the dark, but I am an ordinary person, and it is impossible for me to reach this state. ”

This is a sealed steel black prison, and there are few gaps, fanning does not work at all, and covering his mouth and nose, Zhang Qing's heart is full of resentment.

"God, I can play with me, but this posture is too complicated, and the concubine can't stand it."

But the person is very adaptable, and after a while there is nothing uncomfortable, he takes off his clothes and begins to study the way to escape from prison.

"Are there any other loopholes in the way of prison escape? What should I do now? Do you just exercise your willpower with the world of memory? But this is not under my control, where do you come from to exercise? ”

Although he was distraught, his body and spirit were double or even triple devastated, and he was already exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.