Liu Yu has nothing to do with this guy who can't splash oil and water. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info What's more, although this person refuses to speak, the tone of his speech is always gentle, which makes it difficult for people to get angry with him after listening to it.

Seeing this, Liu Yu no longer paid attention to the salivation on the faces of the three people in the corner, and ate most of the remaining crispy chicken into his stomach.

This Dali Temple prison is truly a wonderful place, with both the worst rice porridge and the best crispy chicken.

When he saw that the young prisoner did not want to speak, he sat in the corner for a moment. Thinking that the time was almost up, he used his light body to jump up to the ceiling, pushed the iron plate open, and jumped into the secret passage.

He covered the iron plate in front of the shocked gaze of the three people in the cell, and only the young prisoner did not look up the whole time.

This is the second time he has walked this tunnel, and he is much more familiar with the road than the first time. By the time he walked out of the tunnel, it was already moonlit and starry.

He took advantage of the night to sneak into the Great Inner Jiwu Pavilion, left the strange skull at the window as usual, lit the fire by himself, and took out a copy of "Liangyi Swordsmanship" from the bookshelf, then frowned, and stuffed the book back again.

He has an amazing talent for fist and foot kung fu, but he has no comprehension of this sword technique.

In the end, he took a copy of the Kongtong School's "Five Absolute Palms" from the bookshelf, and walked into the windowless inner room to read it slowly.

I don't know why, this night what haunted his mind was no longer kung fu, but the young prisoner in the prison of Dali Temple. There was a lot of unspeakable mystery in this person, which made him feel that there must be something in it.

Before dawn broke, he shoved back the bookshelves of the Five Absolute Palms, which he had only seen a third of the time, and stuffed the strange skull of the window into his skin. After absorbing the dew on the windowsill of the night, the strange skull seemed to have spirits, and let out a strange cry. Liu Yu had to quickly hold down its mouth, for fear of alarming the palace guards.

Taking advantage of the dawn, he sneaked out of Ouchi, came to a post station, and sent a letter to Xiao Heda in Luoyang with the little silver taels left on his body.

The address was a Khitan merchant's guild hall, which was the place where he and Xiao Heda had discussed. The content of the letter was nothing special, except that he felt that he should establish contact with Xiao Heda and ask him how the hall of the Sword Gate was built.

After all, he handed over most of the silver taels on his body to Xiao Heda, and now he only has prison food left to eat, all in order to establish the hall of the sword gate as soon as possible.

Although it was not dawn, the old man who sold sour noodle soup had already taken to the street with a pick. The sour soup is a shiny somersault, and the noodle soup is also a boiled stock, usually eaten with a small plate of pickles. The pickled pickles had a unique flavor, and he could smell the stirring of his tongue in the wind, and he couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva. However, when I thought of the shyness in my pocket, I resisted the idea of eating a bowl.

After a stick of incense, he returned to the prison of Dali Temple, just in time for breakfast. The four people in the cell all desperately stretched out their wooden bowls from the cracks in the iron bars to greet their share of rice porridge.

The cell boss who was cooking turned a deaf ear to the four of them, nodded and came to Liu Yu, and was extremely respectful to him. Without waiting for him to speak, he took out a bowl of very delicate field chicken and japonica rice porridge from the secret compartment of the food bucket, and handed it to him respectfully, in addition to two white flour steamed buns and four side dishes. The side dishes are sliced braised beef, sauced milk melon, mixed three kinds and shredded chicken with sesame oil.

Generally speaking, there is nothing to do, and it is either a traitor or a thief. But Liu Yu judged that this should be because Ji Ruchang's death had been passed to the prison of Dali Temple. These prisoners probably thought that Ji Ru was ineffective, so he was killed by Father-in-law Tian. In order to save their lives, these people can only desperately curry favor with him, the so-called Ouchi "hidden guard".

"My lord, please take care of the little ones in the future!" the cell boss laughed, and a chrysanthemum wrinkled on his old face.

Liu Yu didn't know why he was suddenly called an "adult", but the development of things was roughly the same as he expected.

Except for the young prisoner, the other three prisoners all had a strange look in their eyes when they heard the cell boss's name.

"Well, you know how to honor me, and it will naturally not be bad in the future. Liu Yu said quietly.

He glanced at the corner of his eye, and noticed that the corners of the young prisoner's mouth had suddenly curved in an arc, as if he was smiling.

"Yes, yes!" said the cell boss, who scooped a spoonful of rice porridge from the wooden bowls of the other four prisoners, and went off with the bucket.

The young prisoner was overjoyed when he received this spoonful of rice porridge, and as usual, he held a bowl against the wall and tasted it slowly.

As for the bald and fat man, the leprosy head, and the yellow-faced thin man looked at the wooden bowl in his hand with a dark face, and the extremely thin rice porridge in the bowl could almost be seen. The three of them drank the rice porridge in a few sips, walked back to the corner with their heads down, and began the new day's big eyes and stares.

Liu Yu lined up the four side dishes in front of him, holding the steamed buns in his left hand and the porridge bowl in his right hand, and began to enjoy them deliciously.

The young prisoner who sat across from him ignored it, as if the pitiful gruel in his bowl was the best delicacy in the world.

"This chicken porridge is really first-class, fragrant and bright, and it tastes smooth and slippery!" Liu Yu sighed deliberately while drinking.

"It's a pity that the cook is a little worse, this field chicken should be boiled with green japonica rice from Shanxi, and ordinary japonica rice will only aggravate the earthy smell of field chicken. The young prisoner replied without raising his head.

"You're finally thinking about my food. Liu Yu said with a smile.

"I don't want to. The young prisoner replied simply.

"You're not an ordinary person, and ordinary people don't know how to enjoy it as much as you do. ”

"Hehe, the more people who have experienced hard times, the more they will enjoy it, only if you know what is bitter, you will know what is sweet. ”

Under the gaze of the three people in the corner, the two began to talk without saying a word. Liu Yu tried to ask about this person's life several times, but in the end he was closed.

"You don't seem to refuse to talk to me anymore. Liu Yu continued to ask.

"Well, you don't look like I'm unlucky, but maybe I'm getting rich because I'm promoted!" the young prisoner looked up and laughed.

This was the first time he took the initiative to glance at Liu Yu.

Liu Yu laughed.

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In the days that followed, Liu Yu went to the Da Nei Jiwu Pavilion at night to read the martial arts classics, and stayed in the prison of this Dali Temple to rest during the day. The words between him and the young prisoner gradually increased, but the words spoken by the young prisoner did not leak a little, and people could not find the slightest flaw.

This person spoke very kindly, but between his words, it was as if he was separated from others by an invisible wall, clearly separating each other. If someone else wants to get closer to half a point, then he will hide himself completely, so that you can find half a point.

The prisoner who had always stayed in the corner of the wall also slowly got acquainted with Liu Yu, and chatted with him from time to time, among them, the bald fat man was the most active, although he was fat, but he was born with a clever tongue, from Tiannan to the north of the earth, and his mouth was not dry for half a day.

Liu Yu gradually learned that this bald fat man was the shopkeeper of a pawnshop in Chang'an City, and he was thrown into the prison of Dali Temple because he offended the owner, and the leprosy head and yellow-faced thin man were the guys who committed crimes with him.

"Shouldn't being a shopkeeper be an easy job, why are your hands so thick?" asked Liu Yu with a smile.