Zhang Bo lay motionless in a dark corner, accustomed to the stench of the prison, and he began to be numb to the pain coming from his body. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info he lay there, occasionally moving his eyes, indicating that he was still alive.

Many people can't believe that the famous "Zhang Yuanwai" will fall to this, once upon a time, the Zhang family was second to none in Laoshan Mansion, and it belonged to a wealthy family. However, when the barbarian army invaded, Zhang Bo scattered all his family wealth and organized manpower and material resources to fight bloodily with the barbarian army, and was bound to protect Laoshan Mansion.

However, he failed.

Even if he failed, Zhang Bo's actions were still regarded as heroes by many Laoshan people. It's just that what greets the lost hero is often the result of desolation.

Because of the decline of the family, many emerging forces took a fancy to the land that originally belonged to the Zhang family, as well as the remaining assets. The first to attack was the Hua family, and then other families rushed up......

Zhang Bo sadly discovered that the so-called "hero" turned out to be worthless. His last remaining family was plundered, he lost his beloved wife in the war, and his daughter was humiliated to death after the war. Anger and hatred filled his heart, Zhang Bo resisted angrily, but was helplessly outnumbered, imprisoned, and locked up on death row.

Over the years, he had watched many of his companions die in agony, and many had been escorted out and beheaded. Zhang Bo knew that maybe the next one might be himself.

Every day, he waits for his fate. But somehow, in recent days, there has been little movement. I heard that Na Su Zhenhong is looking for fun every day, indulging in women's sex, ignoring affairs, or forgetting about himself on death row because of this.

But Zhang Bo also knows that people on death row will die sooner or later, and they won't be able to survive for long.

Death row, as the name suggests, is held for people who want to be killed. Before these prisoners were imprisoned, they were all subjected to extremely cruel punishments in the hall without exception, and many of them were beaten to the point of dying, and then they were thrown in.

In the absence of medical treatment, there is no need to behead the prisoners, and the seriously injured prisoners also die quickly.

Every day, someone dies in prison. Some of them died for several days, until the corpse stinked, and then a jailer would come in with a piece of broken mat and roll out the corpse and throw it on a mass grave, or even bury it, leaving it to be eaten by wild dogs.

All kinds of tragic situations, Zhang Bo has long been accustomed to it.

Today, I can't tell what time it is. There was a babbling sound, and the iron door of death row was opened, and a few people entered.

Zhang Bo thought it was a jailer who had come to extract the prisoner to be beheaded, but he saw that the number of people was a bit large, unlike the usual two of them.

The footsteps were close, and I could see it slightly clearly, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

What he saw was a weak scholar and a Taoist priest. Behind the two of them, several soldiers followed.

Then I heard the scholar say, "Open the prison door, take the person out, and hand it over to Mr. Zhou to deal with." ”

"Yes!"

A soldier answered the order and began to pull out the key to open the door.

Death row is the next level of a normal cell, much smaller than the outer cell, and is also spaced out in one room, but each space can only accommodate a maximum of two people. In general, only one person is locked up.

However, during this period of time, Su Zhenhong was imprisoned and arrested many people, among whom there were not a few people who were put on death row. As a result, each room is often crammed into two or even three people.

But many died before they could be beheaded.

Now, there are no more than a dozen people still alive on death row.

Cells were opened, and armor carried the men inside.

Zhang Bo climbed to the gate to look, not knowing who these people were and what they were going to do.

At this time, the Taoist priest suddenly took out a bell, shook it gently, making a crisp and pleasant sound, he shook the bell, and slowly walked towards the deepest part of the death row step by step.

The scholar followed, wearing a sword.

The two passed by the door of Zhang Bo's cell, and the scholar turned his head to glance at Zhang Bo.

Zhang Bo clearly saw a face with clear eyebrows, clear and bright eyes, as if he could see into the depths of people's hearts.

I still want to see the real thing, and the two have already walked over.

There were oil lamps on death row, but the light of the fire was not very clear, and it was dim and dark. Zhang Bo grabbed the cell door with his hand and struggled to see the backs of the two, but not long after, two soldiers came to him and opened the door.

"What are you going to do......

The voice is dry and tough.

But the other party didn't answer, one left and one right, and helped him out. Being made like this, the pain attacked, and his body was weak, he suddenly couldn't hold on, only felt dizzy, his eyes were dark, and he passed out.

Vaguely, at the moment of fainting, Zhang Bo vaguely heard the scholar in front of him talking: "It's here......"

"Here it is!"

Chen Sanlang said, his voice in the dull death row, there was an indescribable weirdness.

Xiaoyao Fudao stopped shaking the bell in his hand, and the bell disappeared. He looked left and right, and nodded, "That's right, right here." ”

By the faint light, Chen Sanlang could see that there were only two cells left on the left and right sides of the front, and the one on the left, a person was curled up there motionless, even if there were bells and voices, he didn't hear it. When I sniffed my nose, there was a corpse smell in my nose, and it turned out that this person had already lost his breath.

On the right, the prisoner was cloaked, but he was sitting in the corner, as if he were meditating. He opened his eyes and stared at Chen Sanlang and Xiaoyao Fudao.

Chen Sanlang turned around and ordered: "Okay, no one needs to carry it out." Go outside and wait, close the iron gates of the passage, and let no one enter without my orders. ”

"Yes!"

Although his subordinate Zhuang Bing was puzzled, he still withdrew from death row without hesitation. His son-in-law's actions have always been a bit mysterious and elusive, and this time, I'm afraid it's the same.

Disheveled!

It was the sound of the iron door of the passage being shut.

Xiaoyao Fudao hung the bell in his hand on the cell door on the left hand side, flipped it over with his other hand, and a talisman appeared in the palm of his hand, and said, "Scholar, how did you know that the prophet would hide here?"

Chen Sanlang smiled: "Inside and outside Laoshan Mansion, when it comes to the place with the heaviest evil spirit, it has to be here. It's going to heal, it's going to be hidden here, and it's safe to be disturbed. ”

Xiaoyao Fudao thought thoughtfully: "This is indeed very reasonable, who wants to run to the cell to search." ”

The two asked and answered, and it was almost as if the person in the prison did not exist.

The pupils of the man's eyes suddenly changed, an angry look appeared, and red rays burst out, not like human eyes at all, extremely strange and terrifying.

Then, he threw his head up sharply and let out a sharp hiss, and the wind suddenly rose, and the black air swirled. fluttering, a large mass of things flew out, and it turned out to be countless bats.

Bell bell bell!

The bell hanging from the cell door was alarmed, and it rang out quickly and clearly. (To be continued.) )