Soon after Liu Yu left Na Meiji, he immediately found a place where no one was and opened the drawing he got from Ji Mansion. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the moonlight, a picture of the secret passage of the prison in Dali Temple appeared in front of his eyes.

A gut told him that there must be an unusual purpose hidden in this picture.

I saw that the horizontal and straight curved lines on the map were densely drawn, and they were noted at every corner of the tunnel, and it was obvious that a lot of thought had been put into it.

He had a question in his heart, it was natural for this Dali Temple to detain prisoners, why did he secretly dig out a secret passage?

Unless, these people have a ghost in their hearts!

It was late tonight, and even if he went to the Jiwu Pavilion in the palace again, he couldn't stay long, so he simply didn't go.

He carefully studied this secret passage diagram by moonlight, and found that the entrance of the secret passage was in the compound of the Ji Mansion, so he returned to the compound of the Ji family at night, only to hear the crying sound from the courtyard of the Ji family, and it was estimated that the people in the house had found Ji Ruchang's dead body.

He jumped over the high wall with light skills, and followed the drawings to find the position. The maids in the house didn't care whether they were sad or not at the moment, they just cried, and didn't notice that an uninvited guest had entered the hospital.

His gaze was fixed on a nondescript stable in the courtyard, and he strode over.

There were no horses in the stables, but this was not a surprise to him. Because this is a cover for the entrance to the secret passage, it is not a real stable.

However, the arrangement of the stables was too simple, except for the earthen walls on the four walls and a pile of dead grass in the stables, there was only one trough left.

He searched around for a long time, slamming his fist on the ground, but he didn't hear the sound of emptiness. All this shows that the entrance to the tunnel is not where he expected.

He sighed helplessly, and slapped his palm on the only ornament in the stable, the trough.

There was a humming sound in the trough, and it was the sound of iron, which greatly surprised him!

But where the trough of the stables is made of stone, how can there be copper and iron?

He tried to move the iron trough, which weighed hundreds of pounds, and it was difficult for ordinary people to move. He then lifted his true breath, lifted his arms vigorously, and raised the iron trough high.

A two-foot-square hole appeared in front of him, and it seemed that this was the entrance to the secret passage leading to the prison of Dali Temple.

He jumped down the secret passage, covered the hole with an iron trough, then took out a candle from his bosom and lit it, and walked along the steps dug under his feet for some distance.

Judging from the digging marks on the cave wall, this secret passage has been dug for some years, and it is by no means a day's work. In some places, the walls of the caves have grown thick moss due to the water of the ground. It's just that these mosses have never seen sunlight, and they are a little gray in color, which looks quite strange.

The secret passage was not long, and it didn't take long to reach the end. This was within Liu Yu's expectations, because Ji Ruchang's home was only a few miles away from Dali Temple.

On the ground at the end was a rather heavy iron plate.

He listened to the iron plate for a long time, but heard only a few voices coming in, so he moved the iron plate aside and looked down through the gap with his eyes.

Underneath the iron plate was one of the many cells in Dali Temple, and it turned out that he was on the roof of the cell at the moment.

There were four inmates in the cell, three of whom were sleeping listlessly in the corner, perhaps because the cell was full of fleas, and three were not sleeping peacefully, often tossing and turning on the grass, and even yawning with their eyes open.

As for the remaining one, he was lying on a stretcher in the middle of the cell with his eyes closed, and this man was covered in blood and looked like he had just been tortured.

The prisoner, who had been tortured all night, did not look very old, but a young man of twenty-five or sixteen. Although this person is extremely ragged, there is still a trace of grandeur between his eyebrows, and he does not look like a rooster and dog thief, and he looks quite unusual in this gloomy cell.

"There is really something strange in this Dali Temple prison, and even such people who are not bandits have been arrested and tortured. Liu Yu thought to himself.

A strange thought suddenly arose in his heart, since he didn't have much money on him, he might as well stay in this cell. This Dali Temple prison is very close to the palace compound, and it is very convenient to come and go to Jiwu Pavilion.

Thinking of this, he removed the iron plate and jumped down. While jumping down, he pushed the iron plate above his head with his palm, and blocked the tunnel exit squarely.

The three prisoners in the corner heard someone descending from the sky and screamed in fright. One of the fat bald men stood up abruptly. After seeing Liu Yu's face clearly, he fell to the ground with a thud and crawled back into the corner.

When the prison guard heard the sound, he walked over with a lantern to check.

Liu Yu heard the footsteps and knew something was wrong. He jumped high again, using the gecko skill he had recently learned from the martial arts secrets of the Jiwu Pavilion, and pressed his body against the ceiling at the top of the cell.

Where had the three prisoners in the corner seen such a martial arts master, and they covered their mouths in shock.

At this time, the guard walked over, the lantern candle in his hand flashed, "What happened, you are making such a fuss?"

"I didn't ...... It's okay, I just saw a mouse. The voice came from the three prisoners in the corner, the fat man with a round head.

The three of them had just seen Liu Yu's kung fu, and they were afraid of provoking him, so they didn't dare to tell the truth to the guards.

"Hmph, it's okay to find trouble, tomorrow you will have a meal less!!Only when you are hungry can you remember it for a long time!" the warden said angrily, and then yawned.

He was sleeping soundly on the table, but he was awakened by these three unknown guys. If such a frightened prisoner is not punished properly, other prisoners will surely follow suit in the future.

When the three prisoners in the corner heard the guard's words, they immediately looked sad. The food in this prison was not only crude, but the portions were very small, and they were barely enough to survive. This guard lost a meal for three people for no reason, which was tantamount to asking for half their lives.

The young prisoner on the stretcher on the floor of the cell seemed unaware of the guard's words. Judging by the blood oozing from his wounds, the man was still trapped in his own pain.

The guard stared at him a few times, then shined a few more shots with the lantern. Under the light of the lantern, the young prisoner's face turned pale.

The guard took back the lantern and shouted at the three people in the corner, "None of you three are allowed to touch him, do you hear?"

"Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!"

The three of them hurriedly replied.

The guard turned his head and strode back to continue his dream.

Liu Yu sucked on the ceiling until the guard walked far away with the lantern, and only a faint candlelight from the iron bars penetrated the cell below him, and then he jumped off the ceiling.

His eyes fell on the young prisoner on the stretcher, and he looked up and down a few times. This person doesn't look like he came from an ordinary family, and that season just built the secret passage exit directly above this cell as usual, maybe it must be this person!

He stretched out his hand and tried the man's snort, smooth and even, and his heart was shocked, "Who is it that has such kung fu to torture a person to such an injury, but not to the slightest wound?"

He pondered for a moment, maybe this young prisoner had what the Dali Temple wanted. Therefore, the people of Dali Temple did not want their lives before they got what they wanted.