The night is dark and the wind is urgent, and the moon is bright and the morning dew?? (Medium)

The drunk man was dragged into the Dali Temple.

Generally speaking, Dali Temple is not a good place, whether you have committed a crime or not, very few people come to the area around Dali Temple. In the eyes of people, Dali Temple is an ominous place, not only Dali Temple, but even the guards or jailers who serve in Dali Temple are very unpopular.

These people, it is a little more difficult to go to the village to say a daughter-in-law than ordinary people.

Not because of the bride price, but because of the business.

There are rumors in the market that this has entered the Dali Temple, whether it is right or wrong, first the pepper is dipped in the leather whip, and then the tiger chair is heightened. After the torture of the person half to death, Fang began to interrogate, the so-called interrogation is just a handprint on the pre-written confession paper.

Therefore, most people are afraid of Dali Temple like a tiger's den, and they hate the jailers of Dali Temple so much.

On the contrary, there is more tolerance for more brutal bad people.

The group of bad people, who are born to do all kinds of evil, they don't care about these red tape, secular etiquette, and the people also know their origins, so that they can honestly be managed, so thank God, where will there be more requirements. But these servants in Dali Temple, they were originally ordinary people, not to mention good people, but they were not evil people who were on the wrong side. But they just entered this Dali Temple, and in the eyes of the world, they became wicked.

Several people dragged the drunk up, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him all the way.

Tonight's Dali Temple is particularly lively, although only two people are passing by.

There was a noise at the door, and an old homeless man looked inside curiously, but he didn't expect to be noticed by the guard.

"Old thing, what do you see, do you want to come in and have fun too?"

The old homeless man hurriedly lowered his head, trotted away, and almost fell a dog eating, very embarrassed.

The two guards carrying the drunken man laughed at this, and without thinking much about it, they closed the door.

......

After many rounds of cornering, guarding, and verifying tokens, the drunk was finally taken to prison by the two of them as he wished.

The night was long, and others could drink and have fun at Pingkangfang, but they, the guards and jailers, could only face a mess of prisoners and cold torture instruments. Whoever you change, there will be a trace of resentment in your heart.

The two guards threw the drunk man on the ground and said to the jailer, "No, I've got toys for you." ”

There are nearly 50 jailers in the prison of the entire Dali Temple, and the prison of the Dali Temple is not big, and it can only accommodate 100 people. Usually, only some controversial or cases involving dignitaries and nobles will pass through Dali Temple, so there is such a small prison.

The real prison is in the Criminal Department, where there are dragons and crouching tigers, like hell on earth, and there are even many grandmaster-level masters who are imprisoned in it.

It is said that three of these five bad handsomes were directly raised from the prison of the Criminal Department.

Compared with the people in the criminal department, the people locked up here are really good.

The jailers are also relatively relaxed, and besides, this is Chang'an, so nothing usually happens. On weekdays, the guards would return to the prison to gamble and push pai gow, while the jailers could only bully the prisoners with slightly weaker backgrounds in the prison.

After all, there was a clear rule above that the jailers were not allowed to drink alcohol and have fun while on duty, let alone gamble.

The guards and the jailers generally had a good relationship, and the benefits they received from the prisoners were shared with the jailers with whom they were on good terms, and the guards occasionally brought the jailers a little toy.

For example: innocent passers-by who passed by, or as they do today, bumped into the unlucky people of Lord Siqing.

"Where is this man? I told you, if you bring the neighbors of your brothers, the brothers will not spare you, and our reputation outside will be ruined for you. ”

The two guards faced six or seven jailer brothers, and said with a smile: "I caught the wrong thing last time, who would have thought that there would be neighbors who came to deliver things to the brothers, and made a mistake." ”

While making amends, he threw the drunk man to the ground.

"Today's toy, the idea is right, and the sky hits the big luck and falls down to entertain the brothers. ”

"This person, if he drank too much, he hit Lord Siqing. Our Lord Siqing has been miserable these days, and he only rests at midnight, so he wants to go and have fun and relax. Do you say that this Siqing can spare him, Siqing's Lord has ordered!"

The guard pinched his throat, coughed twice, cleaned his throat, and said in Luo Shaohua's example: "This guy is sent to the brothers to have fun, remember, don't see the skin injury, throw him out before the hour, don't let the criminal department Shangshu and other adults see it!"

When the jailers heard this, they picked up with their long sticks the drunkard who was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud.

Several people looked at this unfamiliar face and all rubbed their hands.

Get the rest, they may not be able to, but they can torture people, except for the perverts in the prison of the Criminal Department, their brothers are amazing!

"Thank you, brother, since it was ordered by Lord Siqing, we must have done it properly!" replied the jailer with a scar on his face, he was the head of this group, and the head of the Dali Temple prison tonight.

After the guards left, the jailer in red helped the drunk man up.

"Brothers, hang him up first. ”

The jailer with the scar on his face commanded, and the drunk was hoisted.

"Big brother, how do you say to play?" everyone showed an excited look on their faces, after all, they had a long night to rely on.

"Go get a wad of papyrus and tie it to him, and it's solid. Isn't our brother practicing boxing recently, let's try his power, let's take turns to play a round, see the wall behind you, take the depth of the mark he hit on the wall as the winner, and when the loser can go out another day, the loser will put the wine wallet!"

When five or six people heard this proposal, they all seemed very interested, it was not that they had never used people as sandbags, but at that time it was mainly to extract confessions, but now it is different, it is for wine money, and they are naturally more interested.

"Why don't you let the brothers who are guarding inside come and have fun?"

Scarface's eyes lit up as he looked at the man who had spoken.

"Whatever they do, how much money do you have enough to eat and drink?"

......

This drunk man is naturally Xu Changan, the smell of wine on his body comes from his clothes, and he only takes a few big mouthfuls in his mouth, and then spits it all out, which causes the appearance of a drunkard.

Originally, he just wanted to try his luck and see if he could get in.

As a result, the entry is in, but it can be hoisted. The little master told him that although the eldest prince was sealed as a cultivator, there would definitely be grandmaster-level figures who would pay attention to him at any time, so he would find a way to sneak in, and wanted to go to the prison to find out the location before acting.

was caught off guard, so that the grandmaster couldn't react.

Even if he was caught, he believed that the Holy Emperor would not do anything to him.

The Holy Emperor is good to him, but one yard is one yard, and if he makes a mistake, he must be punished, isn't Wan'er and Fan Yan's lives fate, and isn't Chai Xintong's suffering bitter?

He is not a pedantic reader, thinking of repaying grievances with virtue and influencing others. In the same way, the Master and the Little Master are not the kind of pretentious saints.

But what he didn't expect was that the prison he easily entered would be so dark.

He was hoisted, and although he couldn't stop him with a rope and a few jailers, if he showed the strength of the Enlightenment Realm, he would attract the attention of the Grandmaster who was secretly guarding.

Xu Changan could only grit his teeth, the mana of his whole body flowed, and there was a faint red light on his body.

But in this prison, the stove is burning brightly, reflecting a red wall. There is a red-hot soldering iron on it, and there is a bellows underneath, and when you want to burn the soldering iron, you go up and step on it a few times, and the sparks will splash out.

Maybe it was this red that covered up the red on Xu Changan's body, but the group of jailers didn't find it.

Five or six people quickly tied Xu Changan's body with a pile of straw paper, so that if the punch goes down, there will be no skin injury, but if the strength is greater, ordinary people will not be able to stand it, and the internal organs will often be damaged.

In this way, even if someone sues them, they will not find anything.

Xu Changan watched one fist after another beckoning towards him, and he swung backwards, hitting the wall, and then swinging forward, like sitting on a swing.

But this taste is not comparable to making a swing.

Xu Changan has cultivation to protect his body, and he can grin in pain, if he lets ordinary people come, he will probably die.

Not only that, but he also had to pretend to be very frightened, and he had to sober up a little bit, and kept begging for mercy, so that this group of people would not suspect it.

After receiving a few punches, Xu Changan found it more difficult to pretend, and as soon as his head hung down, he pretended to faint.

Fortunately, after these five or six people tried boxing, they were compared by the depth of Xu Changan's every time they hit the wall, and when they saw the drunken man who was dizzy, they lost interest.

Torturing a person who doesn't feel pain is the most unpleasant thing, just like when you scold someone, that person's disdain is more maddening than scolding you.

Several people threw Xu Changan on the ground, poured a few basins of cold water and couldn't wake up, so they didn't care about him.

Some people also suspected that Xu Changan was pretending to be dizzy and wanted to try it with a soldering iron, but he could stop the man with a scarred face, after all, the soldering iron would leave scars, and during the trial of the three divisions, it was best not to make any trouble.

Several people looked at Xu Changan upset, so they found a vacant prison and threw him in.

Listening to the footsteps of several people gradually moving away, Xu Changan's ears moved slightly, and he got up from the ground lightly in a "coma".

Each cell has a small window at a very high point, through which you can see the sky and feel the freedom that is beyond reach.

Yue'er Zhengming, shining through the window, seemed to be a little brighter than the candle flame.

Xu Changan squatted in the corner, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the surrounding environment, he seemed to be able to see the few jailers who were standing and dozing off.

The sound of the wind kept coming from my ears, and occasionally the sound of leaves falling, the wind was a little urgent, and autumn was coming.

The moon was blowing, the leaves were rattling, Xu Changan suddenly opened his eyes, and he sensed that there were three jailers standing scattered at the door of a prison not too far from him, and from time to time there were jailers visiting the prison. Some even asked the people in the prison if they needed a late-night snack.

There were only five or six jailers patrolling the night, and one jail attracted so much attention, and so much concern, that you don't have to think about who is inside.

Xu Changan squatted in the corner of the wall, watching the moonlight gradually shift.

The hour has passed, and the ugly hour (1 to 3 a.m.) is approaching!

As if to respect this hour of night, the moonlight dimmed a little, and the wind became more and more urgent. Xu Changan stood up, his eyes shining, and a killing intent suddenly appeared on his body.

A person who has been baptized on the battlefield, as long as he gets serious, that killing intent will emerge unconsciously.

"The moon is dark, the wind is urgent, when you kill!"

Xu Changan said lightly, standing in the shadow of the corner, his white teeth and eyes full of murderous intent formed a stark contrast with the darkness in the corner!