The carriage slowly stopped in front of the prison, and five or six guards wearing armor rushed over in the rain and escorted Xu Changfeng out of the carriage. The rain was heavy, the wind was cold, and the prison was still so tight.

Xu Changfeng looked up at the ancient bell on the top of the prison, revealing a heavy look.

Mo Zhifeng held an umbrella and walked in front of Xu Changfeng, the heavy rain washed the young man's body mercilessly, "Do you remember the first time you came here? It was also raining at that time......

Under the dim light, Mo Zhifeng revealed a very strange face, and his eyes were as clear as two nights.

"Why did you bring me here?" Xu Changfeng asked in a low voice as he stared in the direction of the Heavenly Prison Gate.

Mo Zhifeng said lightly: "In order to solve the case." ”

"So...... Will you use those torture instruments to interrogate me like you did with Zhao Xinji?" Xu Changfeng seemed to be a little frightened, and his tone became more and more weak.

"It depends on your attitude. Mo Zhifeng whispered, "At least this night, you have to spend the night." Wait until tomorrow morning, I still have to send you to Chang'an Mansion alive, and the prince will come to judge the case in person. ”

After Mo Zhifeng finished speaking, he waved his hand to the guard. Xu Changfeng soon became a cage blind again, but this time, he was walked in by someone. At this time, he was chained to his hands and feet, and it was obviously impossible to find his way in the dark under such circumstances.

It rained heavily, which made the dungeon, which had no sunlight all year round, even more clammy and cold.

This is the second time Xu Changfeng has experienced this extremely oppressive feeling, but it is difficult for him to calm down. Because he has a murder case, Mo Zhifeng can use many excuses to force him to say something valuable.

This night, Xu Changfeng will have a hard time.

This night, Mo Zhifeng has been waiting for a long time.

"Crunch ......"

The shackles on Xu Changfeng's body had been untied, and he watched the cell door open. There were two iron cages, and in one of them sat a man with a number of fresh wounds and a distinct stain of blood on his clothes, apparently from a recent past

The iron cage is not big, just enough space for one person.

The guards of the heavenly prison put Xu Changfeng in a second cage. He had just been drenched in the rain, his clothes were wet, the cage was cold, there was no blanket or bedding, and if he stayed in such a place for a night, it would not be uncommon for him to have a cold and fever, but fortunately, the guards had changed him into clean clothes.

No one cares if the prisoner is sick or not, as long as he doesn't die and doesn't escape from prison, then there is no need to care. This is the rule in the prison, and it is the only rule.

The three-foot-thick cell door slowly fell, leaving only a faint glimmer of fire in this cell with two iron cages. There is no day or night, and the passage of time means nothing to the prisoners.

Xu Changfeng leaned his back against the iron fence and stared up at the only remaining firelight.

He thought to himself: "This is the heavenly prison, the hell of Chang'an. ”

Zhao Xinji was lying beside him, as if he was ignoring the existence of Xu Changfeng, since the moment he came in until now, Zhao Xinji didn't even look at it.

There was no word for the night, which was indeed a good choice for the two.

Pan Xuanbing looked at Mo Zhifeng puzzled and asked, "Are you going to let him sleep in it?"

"In that case, why should I go to the trouble of bringing him here?" Mo Zhifeng shook his head, looking at the two inside through the only gap in the cell.

When a person is afraid, many secrets are exposed to others without concealment. And there are many ways to make a person afraid, not just physically.

The long night passed like a drop of water. Xu Changfeng had forgotten how long it had been, maybe half an hour, an hour, or only a quarter of an hour. This oppressive environment made his mind so distracted that he couldn't calm down to think. The most important thing is that Zhao Xinji is right next to him......

"Bell, bell!"

Just when Xu Changfeng was drowsy, he was awakened by a loud knocking sound. He turned his head to look, only to see two guards of the Heavenly Prison, carrying a large wooden barrel, striking Zhao Xinji's iron cage with a long sword.

"Wake up, get up and take a shower. The guard said impatiently.

Bathe......

Although Xu Changfeng didn't know what this word meant, he knew that it was an incomparably luxurious thing to want to take a bath in the prison.

The guard did not open the cage, but took a ladle of water and scooped a ladle of water from the barrel, a scoop of incomparably bright red water.

"Whoa!"

The guards just poured the bright red water on Zhao Xinji through the cage. Zhao Xinji suddenly pulled out violently, and his face showed a hideous look.

"Whoa!"

The second scoop of water splashed out, and Zhao Xinji trembled again, still gritting his teeth and enduring it.

Xu Changfeng suddenly smelled that there was a pungent smell in the air. He finally understood that it was not bath water at all, but chili water.

The injuries on Zhao Xinji's body have not healed yet, and the splashing of chili water will only make his whole body hot and painful.

"What do you want to try?"

Seeing that Xu Changfeng's gaze had been staring at Zhao Xinji, the guard couldn't help but shout in a deep voice, scooping up a scoop of water and splashing it on him mercilessly.

Before Xu Changfeng could close his eyes, the chili water was sprinkled on his face, and the hot pain made him subconsciously rub it with his hands. When his hand touched his eyes, instead of getting better, it made him more uncomfortable. Because his hands are also drenched with chili pepper water, and rubbing his eyes again will only add fuel to the fire.

He didn't scream, he felt that he should be strong in front of Zhao Xinji.

Xu Changfeng's eyes couldn't be opened, and his whole body was burning uncomfortably. Suddenly, a powerful palm grabbed his arm, followed by something cold slashing across his arm.

"Ah......h

Xu Changfeng finally couldn't bear it anymore and subconsciously shouted. Subconsciously endured the pain and opened his eyes, only to see a cut on his arm drenched with chili pepper water.

"Whoa!"

Xu Changfeng screamed like a pig again, his face was hideous and his whole body was trembling, as if he wanted to let the pain of his whole body be vented through the shaking and screaming of his body. The bright red pepper water corroded the wound like a flame, and he couldn't tell if the red thing was blood or pepper water.

It was an unprecedented pain, and even though he had received several scars in the mountain temple, he didn't scream.

"You can really do it. Pan Xuanbing looked through the gap and couldn't help but sigh.

Mo Zhifeng ignored Pan Xuanbing's words, and said in a deep voice: "Look at Zhao Xinji's eyes. ”

Pan Xuanbing stared for a long time and whispered, "His eyes are not closed, and his gaze is not deliberately shifted. It's like two people who are about to die, I will die my own and you will die your own, and they have nothing to do with each other. ”

"And that's not all. Mo Zhifeng shook his head, "Xu Changfeng didn't cast the slightest pity at him. ”

He used various methods, but he was never able to dig anything out of Zhao Xinji's mouth. Bringing Xu Changfeng here now is indeed a bit of a communiqué for personal vendetta.

After all, with Xu Changfeng's crime, he is not qualified to come to this kind of place. And chili water is just a corner of the dark night in the prison......

Pan Xuanbing then asked, "What do you think?"

"I can't see through it. Mo Zhifeng said in a low voice.

As he spoke, he walked into his cell. The two prison guards saw Mo Zhufeng walking in, and without saying a word, they hurriedly took out the wooden barrel containing chili water.

"How do you feel?" Mo Zhifeng bypassed Zhao Xinji and walked in front of Xu Changfeng.

Xu Changfeng didn't speak, his eyes showed a look of fear. It's not pretending, he's really scared. He once thought that he had gotten rid of the palm of the Heavenly Supervisor, but who would have thought that the death of Yi Guoan would bring him back to the starting point.

Mo Zhifeng said lightly: "The prison has its own rules, and it won't take good care of you just because you are only sixteen years old. The moment you step into the prison, you only have the difference between the dead and the living. You can ask Zhao Xinji about this. ”

Xu Changfeng trembled, and subconsciously glanced at Zhao Xinji. Zhao Xinji didn't pay attention to it, he still regarded Xu Changfeng as air, in fact, he rarely spoke in the past ten years.

Mo Zhifeng said in a deep voice: "What I want to know, you should be clear." I don't have much time, and I don't have much opportunity for you. As long as you make sure you have one breath to go out tomorrow, I can do anything. ”

Xu Changfeng looked at Mo Zhifeng, who was like a god of death, he knew very well that this night in the prison would not be so easy to survive.