Qu Hancheng walked in the red alley of the prison, holding his clothes in his left hand and scratching his already small hair with his right hand.

He didn't expect Tang Changhong, who had always looked timid and cowardly, to kill someone, and when Tang Changhong took out the strange white dagger, Qu Hancheng felt that Tang Changhong's whole person had changed.

Violent and ferocious.

"Do you want to go to the prison mansion to report this matter to the adults?"

Qu Hancheng muttered to himself and sighed softly.

Although Tang Changhong and he are both from Beiyouzhou, Beiyouzhou is already vast, and it is not good to talk about fellow villagers. But if it's really so ruthless, Qu Hancheng can't do it.

Qu Han admits that he is not a good person, but he is not a heinous bad person.

"There shouldn't be anything Changhong can do in this prison, right?"

Qu Hancheng muttered, and couldn't help but think that Tang Changhong suddenly left when he was on duty with him last night, could it be that what he was going to do had already been done?

However, judging from today's movements in prison, what he did last night should be a trivial matter that does not matter.

Qu Hancheng's heart tightened, and then he comforted himself, and his mood slowly relaxed again. But when he looked up and saw where he was going, he shuddered.

When you come out of the prison officer's room, you will have two corners, one will follow the outer edge of the prison temple, and the other will follow the outer edge of the temple to the inner prison with black walls and bricks.

Essentially, since the Bi Landing Prison that Qu Hancheng guarded was located in the middle of the prison, Qu Hancheng could find the alley of that dungeon no matter which corner he followed.

But out of instinctive fear, Qu Hancheng never passed through the door of the inner prison, and every time he followed the outer edge of the outer prison to the dungeon.

"Xiao Qu, it's rare to see you pass by here today."

The slightly weak voice made Qu Hancheng's heart when he mentioned his throat and eyes let go again, because he was familiar with the owner of this voice, and since there was an acquaintance, Qu Hancheng was not very afraid of this yin inner prison.

"Mu An, aren't you also on duty, why did you come out before you arrived today?"

Qu Hancheng looked sideways at the thin and handsome man sitting on top of a golden-eyed white tiger statue, this handsome man's dress was also a jailer's dress, the only difference was the red hat on his head, which turned into a white hat.

"You have never passed by death row, how can you have the heart to think about this death row today?"

The delicate man's face was in line with his angry voice, and his pale face stared at a pair of extremely heavy dark circles, which looked no different from that of a dying man.

His hands did not have the chains and knives that the jailers usually carry, but instead held a white paper banner hung from a slender wicker strip in both hands, about a foot high.

The streamers on both sides of the paper banner do not have any text.

"I was distracted for a moment, and I came over."

Qu Hancheng sighed and said helplessly.

"Really?"

The handsome man sat on the statue of the golden-eyed white tiger and chuckled.

Qu Hancheng looked up at the handsome man, and then noticed that the plaque on the door of the inner prison behind the handsome man was curved in style, made of peach wood, and there were statues of gods on the left and right doors.

The door is like a doorframe with his head on top of his head, and his feet are on the threshold, leaving a very small gap in the middle.

"Get out of here."

The handsome man saw Qu Hancheng looking at this death row in a daze, and said in a cold voice.

"Let's go."

Qu Hancheng raised his eyebrows, slandered a few words in his heart, and quickly left the dark inner prison. Until Qu Hancheng walked away, the figure of the handsome man melted away like thin snow in winter.

Only a golden-eyed white tiger and a sunshine golden rooster statue stand around the gate of this inner prison.

"Isn't it just a few glances at this prison gate, and it's not like looking at your mother-in-law, so stingy."

Qu Hancheng walked to the corner of the long alley, only then turned his head to look at the place where he had stayed before and muttered.

However, being interrupted by this handsome man, Qu Hancheng forgot about Tang Changhong's abnormal behavior in the prison officer's room before, he turned around the corner, and just happened to see the silver-armored guard standing at the gate of Bi Dang's prison.

These two silver-armored guards are different from these jailers, I heard that they were dispatched from the Forbidden Heavenly Army beside the Son of Heaven, not to mention their background, just a high and super martial arts instinct is by no means comparable to the jailers here.

So every time Qu Hancheng faced them, he always had a smile on his face. As the saying goes, if you don't hit a smiling person when you reach out, you won't offend anyone by laughing yourself.

"Brother Xiaochen, Brother Weiyang."

Qu Hancheng walked quickly to the gate of Bi Prison, looked at the silver-armored guards on the left and right and said with a smile.

"As usual."

Xu Weiyang looked down at the jailer in front of him, flicked a wooden board on the dark gate with the red tasseled spear in his hand, and said calmly.

The plank turned, but it turned around and there was a bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror reflected Qu Hancheng's haggard face and tall and thin body.

"Tokens."

Xu Weiyang glanced at the bronze mirror and said calmly.

Qu Hancheng took out a token from his arms, the color of this token is crow blue, the upper end is a tiger head pattern, and the lower end is two quaint black fonts.

Prison.

"Let's go inside."

The silver-armored guard with a crested axe glanced at the token in Qu Hancheng's hand, turned around and opened the cell door with the bronze key on his waist, and waved his hand to signal that Qu Hancheng could enter the dungeon.

"Wait, what are you doing in the dungeon this time?"

Xu Weiyang would not have been nosy, but today his heart throbbed for some reason, and he looked at Qu Hancheng who was about to pick up the torch at the door of the dungeon and walked into the dungeon.

"Send clothes."

Qu Hancheng replied truthfully.

"To whom?"

Xu Weiyang asked with a slight frown.

"Prisoner."

Qu Hancheng replied honestly.

"Which prisoner?"

Xu Weiyang's brows furrowed, is this guy sincerely going around the bend with him? If you don't give this chalk-colored garment to the prisoner, who else can you give it to?

"Prisoner One."

Qu Hancheng was also a little dissatisfied in his heart, he was like this on weekdays, where did he have so many problems today. However, Qu Hancheng was also self-aware, he did not show his dissatisfaction on his face, and still replied honestly.

"Okay."

Xu Weiyang's frown soothed, and he didn't ask too much.

Things are fine.

Qu Hancheng muttered in his heart, lit the torch, and walked into the dark dungeon staircase.

The dim light of the fire was not enough to illuminate too far, only the distance of five or six flights of stairs under Qu Hancheng's feet.

However, he has been walking this road for three years, and Qu Hancheng is already familiar with it so much that he can go on with his eyes closed.

When Qu Hancheng walked to the arched doorway, he was stunned for a moment.

In front of his eyes was no longer the dark aisle that needed him to be illuminated by the dim firelight, but the aisle illuminated by the pearls of the night that were worth thousands of gold.

In the middle of the aisle, a massive, rotting corpse that almost filled the aisle lay through, and the No. 1 prisoner, dressed in a dark yellow robe, stood at the head of the corpse, slowly looking up at himself calmly.

When Qu Hancheng saw the black eyes of this prisoner looking at him, he didn't hesitate, and immediately dropped the torch and turned around and ran.