Don't talk to other prisoners? What does he mean by that? Is it not even allowed to talk to each other here?

Fang Yuan thought about it a little in his mind, and felt that it shouldn't be like that. He is just a prisoner now, if he is really not allowed, he will not tell himself that it is advice, just force it.

When Fang Yuan was a child, he liked to watch movies with his father, and he didn't watch a lot of prison-themed films at that time. Normally, eating in prison is a rare opportunity for prisoners to meet each other, but there will always be guards and guards around to watch.

Judging from the current situation, the detention level of this Zangyun Mountain Guard is not low. Each prisoner here is a private cell, and it appears to be guarded by a dedicated guard.

In such a heavily guarded place, if you really didn't want the prisoners to communicate with each other, then there was no way, so after some simple scrutiny, Fang Yuan faintly felt that the other party's words seemed to have a certain pertinence.

In other words, he does not give such advice to all prisoners, but only to him.

When they followed the long line to the door of a hall, there was a noise from inside, which happened to prove that Fang Yuan's conjecture just now was right.

Immediately afterward, the man, like the rest of the guards, stood in the doorway and did not move on. He didn't speak, just glanced at Fang Yuan expressionlessly, as if to signal him to move on.

It was only then that Fang Yuan saw the man's face clearly. With neat short hair, the eyes under the sword-like eyebrows have become much sharper, and the drooping eye bags and the stubble that has just emerged around the mouth all reveal a kind of vicissitudes unique to middle-aged people.

The most striking thing is the three crimson scars on the right side of his face, which come together to look like the letter "Y" written by a schoolboy. Combined with his low eyebrows, it makes people shudder.

With just a face, Fang Yuan dared to conclude that a look like him was definitely the kind of ruthless ultimate villain in the cartoon. He didn't even have to do anything, just to stop there, and there would be a whole bunch of children crying and shouting for their mother.

Before, Fang Yuan was still a little strange, why these guards didn't put some handcuffs and shackles on his body. But the moment he walked into the dining room, he realized that none of the prisoners here seemed to have any such thing as handcuffs and leg irons. It doesn't matter if you're human or not.

Yes, about half of the prisoners here are not human at all, and some of the gadgets don't even have anything to do with animals.

For example, in the flow of people waiting in line to pick up food in front of Fang Yuan's left, there was a man-eating flower with a big mouth, its body was green, a few leaves were swinging flexibly like hands, and the bottom few roots supported the whole body like legs.

If he hadn't had those previous experiences, he was afraid that these strange things in front of him would have scared Fang Yuan half to death.

But now Fang Yuan had already traveled around the painting realm first, and then wandered through the submarine base of the Sea Soul Special Operation. He'd seen all the stranger things, and they seemed commonplace.

The cafeteria pick-up window is a bit like the school cafeteria, but you can't choose a meal. Everything you eat is already prepared and put on a plate, and you just have to queue up to get it.

The old brother in front of Fang Yuan looked like a black dog that had become a fine spirit, with a big mouth turned over, and his expression was always aggrieved and innocent.

When Fang Yuan saw the food given to him by the staff, he almost didn't spit it out, a big bowl of mushy things, like leftovers mixed together.

However, the moment he got the food, the old man's face still showed a satisfied smile. He nodded to the staff like a traitor in a movie, and then left happily wagging his tail.

It was precisely because of that old brother's influence that he didn't even dare to look at Fang Yuan's turn. It wasn't until he felt something was wrong after taking the plate that he realized that there was a world of difference between them in terms of food.

Fang Yuan's plate not only had food, but even a few slices of meat sausage and a whole roast chicken thigh. It is no exaggeration to say that Fang Yuan usually eats not as well as here.

From this, it is not difficult to see that the thing of rank is really ubiquitous. Although they were also locked up in a guard house, there was a world of difference in the treatment between human cultivators and youkai.

Fang Yuan hadn't eaten much last night, and he was actually hungry until now.

was still thinking about Xiaoman, thinking about Wen Fei, and thinking about whether Zhang Zhiyi would help him get through this difficulty. But when the tantalizing aroma of the chicken thighs wafted into Fang Yuan's olfactory sensitive area, his only thought now was to sit down and finish the meal in front of him first.

Although Fang Yuan didn't really believe what that person said, after all, his current situation was quite special, so it was better to be careful. Who knows if that Bai Miao will come up with some moths and find someone to secretly poison him in the guard?

So in line with the principle that more is better than less, Fang Yuan deliberately found a table in the corner where no one was sitting, and then sat there quietly.

But just as he had just sat down, and before the meal could be delivered to his mouth, he felt that there was suddenly darkness around him, and it seemed that something huge was pressing down from behind him.

When he turned around, it turned out to be a black-haired gorilla nearly three meters tall!

However, Fang Yuan almost didn't laugh out loud the moment he saw this guy, because he looked too similar to the black leader in the painting. These two goods are simply carved out of the same mold, and the biggest difference may be that the black head is so much bigger than him!

The black orangutans are followed by some demons, looking at this posture, it has a bit of the meaning of seeking revenge from the underworld.

Fang Yuan was about to ask what the other party meant, but he suddenly remembered the advice of the previous person. So he didn't speak, but smiled softly, picked up the plate and prepared to leave.

However, seeing that Fang Yuan was about to get up, the black gorilla actually pushed him back into his seat.

"What's the matter, brother, you occupy a few of our brothers' places, get up and pat your ass and want to leave? Do you understand the rules? New here, right? Could it be that you don't even know who our brothers are?"

Fang Yuan originally wanted to calm things down, but he didn't expect this big guy to deliberately make a thorn! But he didn't understand, it stands to reason that there should be no such breed in the Northeast, why did this black-haired monster speak with a strong Northeast accent?

After looking around, Fang Yuan noticed that several staff members had noticed this, but they didn't seem to care in the slightest. Maybe they've seen too many of these scenes, or maybe it's out of their scope to do anything other than put food.

"Don't look at it, the restaurant is the freest area in the whole health center. There aren't a single guard here, and as long as it's not too violent, they won't care. So, here it is...... Our brothers have the final say!"

This made Fang Yuan a little entangled, because he really couldn't judge whether the current situation was considered to be an exchange with these guys. Moreover, with his current physical condition, once he starts to do it, he will definitely not be able to get rid of this group of monsters.

So he waved his hand slightly, and then gestured to the other party with body language, he really didn't know what the rules were here. He then got up again to leave, but was pushed back by the gorilla again.

I thought that the other party would be confused, but I didn't expect that this gorilla actually understood what he meant, and said, "I don't know, then I have to ask you well, do you not know the rules here?"

Although a trace of disgust had already risen in his heart, Fang Yuan still tried his best to explain to the black haired orangutan with a kind face. He is new today, and he is not very clear about the rules or people.

After understanding what he meant, the gorilla smiled disdainfully, and said coldly: "It turns out that you are a rookie! Then I have to tell you that the seat you occupy now is the exclusive seat of my eldest brother Lai Pihu." It doesn't matter if you don't know the rules, you can learn them slowly in the future. But if you don't even know who Lai Pihu is, then you probably ...... There will be no more!"

As soon as Fang Yuan heard this, a bunch of lying grooves suddenly gushed out in his heart. Could this be a fucking bandit village tyrant? If it had been placed in the era before him, it is estimated that he would have been integrated by the special anti-gang task force a long time ago.

But it's normal for him to think about it, because this is no other place, this is a guardhouse!

To put it bluntly, it's a prison for cultivators, and it's not just people who are locked up inside, but also monsters! Only human prisons are not uncommon for such things to happen, let alone in such a place where people and demons are mixed?

It's just that what made Fang Yuan feel depressed was that when he wanted to be safe and stable the most, this kind of thing came to his own head. He struggled in his mind for a long time, and finally stood up and bowed deeply to the black-haired gorilla.

However, before he could straighten up with his last bow, a tearing pain suddenly came from his abdomen. The black gorilla kicked Fang Yuan's stomach and directly kicked him to his knees, kicking him to his knees, tears kicking out of his eyes.

Fang Yuan nested on the ground in pain, at this moment, he had already murderous intent towards the black orangutans in front of him. If it weren't for the fact that his current body was too unlucky, no matter how much the punishment was increased, Fang Yuan would have to kill this grandson right now!

Seeing the undisguised resentment in Fang Yuan's eyes, the black-haired gorilla immediately walked up to him and grabbed his head and lifted him up.

"Hey, you little thing, you still don't look angry! Are you unconvinced or what? Do you think that grandpa's kick just now was a little light?"

This is really a dragon falling into the water and being played by shrimp, and a tiger falling into Pingyang being bullied by dogs. If it is in a normal state, this kind of goods Fang Yuan can punch one at a time. Looking at his disgusting face, Fang Yuan really wanted to spit on his big fluffy stinky face with a mouthful of sticky phlegm.

But looking at his appearance, although he is fierce and his words are decisive, this kick is like that!

Normally, with his situation, he would have to kick the current Fang Yuan in front of the Buddha. But this kick Fang Yuan only felt a temporary sharp pain, which can only show one problem - this guy doesn't dare to let himself die at all!

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Yuan's heart suddenly felt a little confident. Although he can't beat him now, Fang Yuan still has the ability to disgust him. But just as Fang Yuan was about to put this idea into practice, a hippie smiling voice flew over in a hurry.

"Brother Mao, hehe, Brother Mao, why do you still get started by yourself? Don't be busy, what if you let those little rookies who don't know the rules dirty your hands?"