Broken jade city, the east of the city.

Two tall and thin Tsing Yi handymen, carrying a young man who had passed out, stopped in front of a large heavy iron gate.

The iron chain rattled, and the iron door was slowly hoisted.

Behind the door is a low mountain hundreds of feet high, as if it was slashed by an immortal with a sword, cutting a canyon more than two feet wide, the mountain wall is smooth, and there is moss, which is difficult to climb.

Two rows of stone prisons were carved out of the mountains on both sides of the valley, and the doors were made of fine iron, each the thickness of an adult's wrist, and then wound by iron cables for several turns.

Eight to ten slaves were held in each stone cell, and when they saw the Tsing Yi handymen carrying people in, they all opened the cell door and looked out.

The two handymen walked into the valley and threw the boy into the air, then sat down on the ground, gasping slightly.

One of the handymen shouted, "Damn, this boss is going to drink flower wine in broad daylight, and even bring the key." This cage can't be opened, where will the new people go?"

Another rolled his eyes: "Hiss........ Otherwise, throw him to the master first, anyway, this kid has drugged people, and he won't wake up for a while. ”

"That master, who is it?"

"Isn't it the innermost room, which broke through the cell door in the early years and has never been locked. ”

"Ah, it's the lame man. ”

......

Two handymen carried the man to the innermost stone prison.

There was no door to the stone prison, and there was a wooden bed, a table and chairs, and several large jars of wine, and on the bed sat an old man with a white beard, his legs cut off from his knees, and his clothes were sloppy and unkempt. Leftovers piled up on the ground,

Ants and insects gather together to nibble on leaves, and there is a very unpleasant smell floating in the room.

The two handymen threw the person to the ground and said with a smile: "Add someone to your old man's place, wait for the leader to come back, take it away immediately, you see how to ......"

After the handyman finished speaking, his face was a little restrained.

The old man's eyes were glazed, staring at a certain place in a daze, and he did not move for a long time.

The two looked at each other, winked, and quietly withdrew.

As soon as the two of them left, the old man seemed to come back to his senses, and he looked at the young man on the ground with determination.

Until dark, no one came to take the boy away.

Suddenly, a basin of cold water was poured on his head, and the young man woke up quietly.

His consciousness was still a little blurry, and he looked around, unfamiliar. The air smelled a little unpleasant, the lights and candles were dim, the walls were covered with bluestone, the tables and chairs were rough, and there was a sloppy old man kneeling on the bed, looking at himself steadily.

The young man nodded at the old man and asked, "Old man, where is this, why am I here?"

The old man fixed his eyes for a long time and said dryly: "Arena." These two words are very difficult to say, as if they have never been opened for thousands of years.

The boy got goosebumps all over his body, got up from the ground, and his feet were weak for no reason, and he almost fell down again.

The young man leaned against the wall and walked out, out of the hollow stone door, and looked at the two rows of stone houses sandwiched together, and saw a starry sky overhead.

Walking in the long canyon at that time, the two sides are separated by more than ten steps to open two iron gates, the iron chain is locked, and the torch of Changming is obliquely inserted on the door.

The young man's footsteps were vain, and every step he took was echoed.

An iron door in front of the left was slammed from the inside, the iron chain rattled, and an unusually fat tall figure almost blocked most of the door, and his arms poked out from between the cracks in the iron door and grabbed the boy.

The young man was horrified and hurriedly ducked to the side.

The fat giant man roared viciously, and a pair of arms as thick as the thighs of ordinary people slammed on the iron door violently, making a rattling sound, and shouted, "Boy, quickly stick your ass here." ”

The boy frowned and stopped.

The fat giant man touched his crotch, excitedly put his other hand in his mouth and blew a very loud whistle, and laughed: "It's really fucking handsome, with fine skin and tender meat." ”

The young man turned his head and glanced at the giant man, his gaze sharp.

The giant man suddenly covered his heart with his hands and his mouth twitched, and his face was colorless. After suffering for a while, he fell to the ground with a thud, and blood slowly oozed from the seven orifices, and the death was terrifying.

Someone ran up, probed the giant man's snort, and exclaimed, "Skip...... Warped. ”

The boy suddenly felt dizzy, staggered back, and shook his body.

The two rows of stone houses on the left and right were suddenly boiling, and countless hands were on the iron door to look at the young man in the room, and the whistles came and went.

The boy walked out.

On the way, he passed through a certain stone prison, which was not like any other restlessness, and there stood quietly in the cell door a man of about the same age as the boy, with a handsome appearance and a heroic spirit between his eyebrows.

The two glanced at each other, and the boy continued to walk out.

At the end of the canyon, it was sealed by a heavy iron gate, and it was pushed hard, but the iron gate did not move.

The young man released his mental power, and when he probed, he was secretly shocked in his heart, this iron gate was actually a foot and a half thick, even if he recovered from his injuries at the moment, he might not be able to break it with force.

The boy walked back.

Passing by the stone prison, the man in the door said, "Is it inconvenient for Fang to stay and chat?"

The young man stopped and looked at the person inside the door: "My name is Guan Ren." ”

The man's expression in the door changed slightly, and he looked at the Guan people carefully for a moment, and said, "Brother Zhao Guan." ”

Guan Ren said goodbye, and then asked, "Brother Zhao, do you know where this is?"

Brother Zhao said: "This is the stone prison where slaves are held, and there is a fighting ground outside. Speaking of this, he saw that the customs people did not seem to understand the meaning of the fighting ring, so he asked, "Have you ever seen a cockfight?"

Guan Ren nodded.

Brother Zhao said: "It is the same reason as cockfighting, and it is all used to show people the excitement, but the fighting in the arena is not chickens, but monsters and slaves." ”

Guan Ren frowned and said, "Isn't that going to be a dead person?"

"Isn't it to spend money to watch the excitement, just to see the dead?"

Guan Ren was secretly frightened, and he couldn't imagine that someone would take the lives of others to do business.

Guan Ren said goodbye and wanted to leave.

Brother Zhao suddenly said, "Have you heard of the name 'Zhao Anling'?"

Guan Ren shook his head: "I've never heard of it." ”

Brother Zhao smiled in return, and Guan Ren turned around and walked towards the last stone prison.

The sound of footsteps was clattering, the air was damp and smelly, and the doors of the cells on both sides were clanging with the clattering of the detainees.

Guan Ren entered the last stone prison without a door, and the old man on the bed was still staring at the door with dull eyes, and when he saw Guan Ren coming in, he did not react.

Guan Daodao: "The younger generation's name is Guan Ren, and I didn't ask the old man for his surname." ”

The old man was silent for a long time, and said in a cold voice: "No." ”

Guan Ren was taken aback, smiled, and wanted to say a few words of greeting and get closer to the relationship, who said that this old man was so unapproachable. He was a little tired, thinking that it was because the power of the medicine had not yet passed, so he sat down on a stool to rest.

But the old man shouted, "Who allowed you to sit in my chair?"

Guan Ren was deeply embarrassed, and said kindly: "I'm a little tired, can I ......?"

The old man showed no mercy, his eyes were still dull looking at the empty doorway, and he said categorically: "No." ”

Guan Renren was annoyed, and got up angrily and said, "You old man is also stingy, I just sit down, and it won't be bad." ”

The old man didn't even look at him, and said expressionlessly: "If you want to stay, you can stay, if you don't want to stay, get out, how can there be so much nonsense?"

When Guan Ren saw his unkind appearance, he was annoyed in his heart, and exclaimed, "Is it so rare? This place is dirty and smelly, and I want to go out to breathe." ”

The old man said coldly: "It's best to leave quickly." ”

Guan Ren snorted gloomily and went out, too lazy to argue with the old man again.

In the long canyon outside the gate, Guan Ren sat with his back against the stone wall, and above his head was a line of night sky, and one or two stars could be vaguely seen.

Sure enough, half an hour later, a bright light flashed in the sky, followed by thunder.

Guan Ren looked up at the dark sky, and a drop of rain hit his cheek, and then a heavy rain poured down.

Guan Ren hurriedly hid in the stone prison and slapped the water droplets on his body.

The old man said, "Why did you come back again?"

Guan Ren glanced at him: "It's raining, can't you see?"

The old man snorted lightly and muttered: "I still want to go out, my eyes are high, and I have this ability." ”

Guan Ren listened inexplicably, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it. He rolled up his sleeves to cover his mouth and nose, frowned, and threw the leftovers on the ground, as well as the broken dishes, with his fingertips, and was washed away by the torrential rain and flowed to the low-lying places in the valley.

The old man knelt on the bed and watched with interest.

Guan Ren's medicinal strength has not disappeared, his hands and feet are weak, and he has been busy for most of the hour now, and his back is even more sore.

The ground was cleared, and the stone house looked a lot bigger. There are two wooden barrels in the corner of the house, one is hanging on the wall, the bottom of the barrel is slightly undense, dripping water, and the other is resting directly below, and the water drips into the barrel with a bang.

The man removed the barrel and tried to splash it with water to wash the ground.

The old man hurriedly said, "What are you doing?"

Guan Ren supported his waist and frowned: "Wash the floor." ”

The old man shouted, "Whoever washes the floor with you, put it back." ”

No matter how good Guan Ren's temperament is, he will be worn out, and he said angrily: "You are not allowed to sit on a stool, and you are not allowed to use a bucket, you old man is unreasonable." I'll use it, what can you do? ”

After speaking, he poured the water in the bucket on the ground with a bang.

The old man slapped the bed with his hand angrily, and Gu Zhong suddenly became angry.

The rain line that fell straight down from the clouds suddenly went up against the sky, and some raindrops splashed on the mountain wall, cutting the rocks one by one, like a sword slashing through them.

Guan Ren didn't notice the change in the rain in the valley, and when he saw the old man staring at him, he retorted: "What are you fierce? Isn't it just a bucket of water? It's raining outside, wouldn't it be nice if I would pick you up a bucket...... Why did it stop again?"

Guan Ren ran out of the door, stretched out his hand to try, but there was not half a drop of rain, and his heart was very strange.

The old man in the house shook his head and sighed stupidly, and it suddenly rained heavily outside.

Guan Ren ran in, slapped the raindrops poured on his body, and shouted, "It's raining again, I'll pick it up." So saying, he took out the two barrels and put them in the rain curtain for the day.

The candlelight was dim, and Guan Ren sat with his back against the corner, perhaps because the power of the medicine had not expired, and his head was still a little groggy.

When I raised my eyes, I saw that the old man was staring at a certain place in a daze. Think about it, at this age, still imprisoned in the valley, and still a person with crippled legs, everyone should be so depressed.

Thinking of this, Guan Ren couldn't help but feel compassion, and asked kindly, "Are you still angry?"

The old man glanced at him, then looked away, and said nothing.

Guan Ren smiled: "Don't be so stingy, isn't it just a bucket of water, and you can be angry?"

The old man scolded: "You know a fart, take the bucket in and put it back." ”

Guan Ren snorted at the old man, got up and went outside the house to collect the bucket, and muttered: "You will put on a stinky face, you are very old." ”

When the old man heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched angrily.

Two wooden barrels were brought back, each containing half a bucket of rainwater. Out of good intentions, the leaky bucket was merged into another bucket.

Seeing this, the old man said coldly: "What happened! ”

Guan Ren defended: "Old man, I am kind, that bucket is leaking......"

The old man didn't finish his words, and snorted coldly: "Don't be kind to you." ”

When Guan Ren heard this, he immediately became angry and shouted: "Who should you care about you? You old man, you have a bad temper and a strange temper, and you are always making things difficult for people everywhere. ”

The corners of the old man's scolded mouth twitched, and he didn't dare to speak for a long time.

Water dripped from the wooden barrel in the corner, and it fell into another barrel with a thud.

The old man quietly looked at the young man who was sleeping against the wall, and his old eyes were complicated.