The spirit of the forest is pressing.

Even if it's a rumored haunted place, I'm afraid it's not as gloomy as this place.

This is none other than the Heavenly Prison of Tang City.

There are countless people who died in the prison, some were starved to death, some were beaten to death by their fellow inmates, and some could not stand the beheading at noon tomorrow so they chose to commit suicide and died.

So it's cold all year round, and there's no body temperature.

Even Meng Qingyi, who had been in prison for ten years, was never willing to sit in the heavenly prison in Tang City for half a minute.

The prison guards are all five big and three thick, just like Zhong Kui's appearance, as if they can shock people.

But how many people are just burly on the surface, but in fact, they can't help but be frightened in their hearts.

There's not a single person here who doesn't worry about the ghosts coming back.

So when the north wind rises, everyone's heart can't help but be stunned.

In order to prevent the escape from prison, this prison was built extremely airtight, and there was only a little ventilation opening, even if it was completely opened, it could not pour in too much wind, and suddenly a north wind blew the clothes of two or three prison guards fluttering, and suddenly there was a feeling of gloom and compassion that the back suddenly slipped into the two.

There were five of them on patrol, and they did not dare to move their feet when they were blown by the wind, and they looked at each other, and they could see each other's horror.

All five of them stretched out their hands and grabbed each other's waists one after another, as if everyone could be emboldened.

Then a faint white light rose faintly from a corner of the prison.

It is the corner of the northern mouth.

It was the direction in which the wind was blowing.

All five gritted their teeth, and one of them even accidentally bit his tongue.

A slightly bold guard wanted to look behind him, but his neck was stiff after all, and he could only move behind him little by little, inch by inch.

The rest of the people all bowed their heads, carefully observing the guards from the corners of their eyes.

All four of them now regret it.

I saw that the man turned his head stiffly, and then twisted it back in an instant, and his lips immediately turned pale and transparent.

Huo Di, this guard shouted, Huo Di, this man's hand on the waist of the other man has been released, Huo Di, this man rushed up like a lion pounced on a rabbit.

The other four didn't even dare to turn their heads, and they also ran away.

After all, what is in the North Point behind him, these people will not care.

I don't know how long it took for the north wind to stop.

At the same time, the faint light became dark again.

The prison was as silent as a coffin buried in the earth. In fact, half of the dungeon was built in the earth.

"Click, click", a sound began to spread in the dead silence of the prison.

"Click, click", all of a sudden, attracted the attention of the prisoners inside.

In the darkness, it was as if something was carrying the wind through the steel pillars of every prison.

The unjustly imprisoned prisoners huddled in the corners, and the farther away from what was undoubtedly distinguished, the most vicious death row prisoners would lie on the steel pillars and reach out to grab something.

But after all, nothing could be allowed for these prisoners to be caught.

The "click, click" sound was gone, and the darkness was still dark, but it was dead again.

To the deepest depths of the prison.

The deepest air, of course, is a little thin, but it's enough, it's enough.

Because the deepest part of the person is the most imprisoned, a person will never suck in all the air in this boxy and small space.

However, when you light the fire, it is different.

The light of the fire is also slightly dim.

The fire shone on the faces of the detainees.

Suddenly, a voice called.

"Guan is alone. ”

The detainee looked up slightly and smiled.

"Kou Wenzhan. ”