Five Cities Terracotta Division Prison.

The high walls are heavy, ghostly, and there is a damp smell in the air, which is swollen with the humid and warm breath of Shengjing, stuffy like a coffin.

The wooden cell door was unobstructed, and the ragged prisoners were nestled in straw heaps, looking numb, and would almost have thought they were corpses if it weren't for the occasional movement.

Suddenly, the closed door of the old room creaked open, and a long line of light slanted in through the rotten door, and everyone followed the reputation, and what walked in against the light was a middle-aged jailer in black clothes and black hat, with wings on his head and a token hanging from his waist.

The middle-aged man's footsteps were heavy, and he went straight to the deepest part of the cell and knocked on the prison......

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