Chapter 1: Scholar Wang Zhi

Yunzhou.

Black Devil Mountains.

Among the peaks and mountains, there is a vast forest, and in the forest, there is a city.

This city is called Dungeon City, and it is the place where Yunzhou exiles the most vicious criminals. To put it bluntly, this is a prison. It's just that the prison has evolved over the years and has expanded into a city.

The dungeon city is very special, the prisoners are not imprisoned and free, they can move around the city at will, and even restaurants, taverns, teahouses, and teahouses were born, just like ordinary towns. The only difference was that the entire city was set up in formation, and the prisoners could not leave the city except for the guards.

The prisoners detained here are not ordinary criminals, these people are strong in martial arts, and many of them can be called in the rivers and lakes before they are caught. Jianghu martial artists are divided into nine grades, the lowest of the nine grades, the highest of the first grade, and there are even a few martial artists of the third and fourth grades in the dungeon city, dominating one side, and following many good hands under their hands, they have become several large forces in the dungeon city.

The defender of Dungeon City, Yang Gu, knew this very well, although he was an out-and-out immortal cultivator, he was not very willing to provoke these martial artists.

He came from an intermediate cultivation family in the Dongyue Kingdom, but unfortunately his qualifications were mediocre, and he had been cultivating for more than 20 years, but he had not been able to break through the Qi refining period. He often suffers from white eyes in the family, if he hadn't met the previous Dungeon City Guard, he would have been reduced to a miscellaneous disciple at this time, and he would never have come out in this life.

With the help of the previous dungeon city guard, he successfully built the foundation, but did not return to the family, but thanked the previous guard for his great kindness, took over the stick of the dungeon city guard, and became the defender of the most terrifying prison in Yunzhou, the dungeon city.

With the summer solstice approaching, the Dark Devil Mountains are about to enter the most continuous rainy season of the year, and it is also the season when Dungeon City has the most riots. At this time of year, several forces in the dungeon city will fight, and there will be many casualties.

He doesn't care about the struggle between these forces, the law of the jungle is the only law in Dungeon City. As long as it doesn't affect the safety of Dungeon City, he won't interfere.

Moreover, he can get a lot of benefits from the rise of every emerging force. He is an immortal cultivator, and ordinary money naturally cannot be used for other interests, except for spirit stones and elixirs.

There are several scattered underground spirit pits in the dungeon city, which can produce hundreds of spirit stones every year, and there are also a few small elixir fields, although the output is not high, but in this barren ghost place, there are better than nothing.

These pits and elixir fields are nominally in the hands of the guards, but they are usually managed by the prisoners in the dungeon city. The guards cooperated with those forces in the city and handed over the spirit pit and elixir field to them to take care of, and the results were fifty-fifty.

The people in the dungeon city are all martial cultivators, there are no immortal cultivators, in fact, in the entire dungeon city, except for the guard Yang Gu, there is no immortal cultivator.

Therefore, apart from the elixir, the martial cultivators in the dungeon city could not use spirit stones at all for their ordinary cultivation. Spirit stones are not used for ordinary currency circulation, so the reserves of spirit stones in the dungeon city are still very rich.

The prisoners all knew that the guard general was an immortal cultivator who needed spirit stones, and often used spirit stones to open up relationships, which was also the reason why Yang Gu did not participate in the battles between several forces.

On the day of the summer solstice, Yang Gu received a prisoner escorted from Yunzhou Mansion, which was the first new prisoner received by Dungeon City in a year.

Yang Gu thought that he was another Jiangyang thief who had been caught, but he didn't expect to be surprised when he saw the prisoner's file.

The new prisoner's name is Wang Zhi, a famous genius in Yunzhou, who studied under the master of law Han Mo, was admitted to the Jinshi at the age of eighteen, and was the champion of high school at the age of twenty.

The file reads: "Wang Zhi, deputy official of the Criminal Department of Yunzhou Prefecture, an official from the five grades, corrupt and perverted the law, and disregarded human life, according to the law of Zhao State, sentenced to imprisonment." ”

"Another ...... for the dead ghost" After putting away the official document file printed with the official seal of Yunzhou Mansion, Yang Gu said expressionlessly, and then ordered the left and right adjutants waiting outside the door to suppress the new offender.

He had seen a lot of such frame-up cases, so he was not interested in meeting this unlucky ghost at all.

Being escorted here is the misfortune of that unlucky ghost, whether he can survive or not depends on creation, and he will not ask about the life and death of this unlucky ghost.

The left and right adjutant went out of the city tower and came to a muddy street, threw a young man dressed as a scholar to the ground, like a ball of garbage, without looking at it, turned around and left.

It's midday, but the rainy season is coming, and the sky is cloudy, and it looks like a torrential rain will fall at any moment.

The scholar lay on his back in the mud like a dead dog, motionless. Perhaps sensing the dampness in the air, he opened his eyes and stared blankly at the sky.

Sluggish, godless, hollow, hopeless...... Even, with a sense of pathos.

Literate at the age of five, cut off the text at the age of six, and studied hard for fourteen years, and finally got the top prize in high school, the top saint of the Jinluan Palace, sonorous and ambitious, and served the court with a body of study, but in January, he saw the darkness of officialdom, and under the anger, he vowed not to bow his head, to be the green lotus that was not stained by the mud, and he never wanted to be harmed, and he was imprisoned and ruined!

The master said: The law of the country is difficult to maintain, and the emphasis is on the rule of officials.

But as soon as he wrote a pen, he became a prisoner, where is the law of the land?

Is it like the ancient book said: Heaven and earth are not kind, and all things are used as dogs! This is the way out?

His teacher is the famous law master Han Mo Han Master in Yunzhou, who has studied the law and wants to rule the country by law and the world by law. However, the powerful people in the DPRK did not like his Fa and wanted to get rid of him.

Thinking about the fourteen years of hard study, in the end it was just a void, thinking about the darkness of officialdom, the unkindness of heaven and earth, and thinking that his ambition would die before he was rewarded, he couldn't help but shed hot tears.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

He is sad about the ugly reality of the world, sad about the darkness of officialdom, sad about the unpaid ambition, sad about failing Han Fuzi's teachings, and sad about not knowing if he can see his family.

Smack!

A drop of cold rain fell on his face and exploded into a splash. Immediately after, the sky began to fall, and the rain fell on his brow, face, lips, and clothes.

Maybe it was the road of thousands of miles of captivity, he was already unbearable, maybe it was the thousands of anger in his chest, his mouth was dry, so he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue at the rain curtain.

The rain was heavy, and the originally muddy ground soon accumulated into a stream. The rain soaked his clothes and cooled his anger and sobered him up.

With great difficulty, he got up from the ground, went under the eaves, found a corner to shelter from the rain, and curled up.

He fell asleep in a daze, and when he awoke, the rain had stopped, and night had already fallen.

The surrounding houses were lit with candles, and people were talking and laughing in the distance and near and far. As the magistrate of the Yunzhou Mansion's Criminal Division, he naturally knew where he was. To put it bluntly, there are four or five criminals who have been caught by his hands and caught here.

In the past, he only knew about this prison in the files of the government, but now that he was there, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked when he experienced the terrifying aura of the dungeon city.

If his identity and origin were known, especially the criminals who were sent here by his own hands, would his fate be miserable?

In Dungeon City, you don't have to pay for your life to kill. This is the bloodiest slaughterhouse, the most lawless hell cage.

Almost subconsciously, he was going to go to a place where no one was. However, he did not know whether he was too nervous or hungry and his limbs were weak, and he stumbled on his feet, and he was dizzy and hit an open window.

Ouch~ He gasped, covered his face with his hands and squatted down.

"Which turtle son, who is blind to your dog's eyes, didn't see the uncle drinking here. There was an angry curse from inside, and then a dark-skinned, bearded man stood up, leaned out of the window, and glared angrily at the unlucky scholar who was squatting on the ground to take a cool breath.

Scholar Wang Zhi raised his head, the collision just now, his nose was bleeding profusely, his face was blurred at this time, and he apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into it." ”

The big man looked at him a few times, frowned, and said, "What's the new here?"

Wang Zhi smiled and nodded, but did not speak.

"Look at your delicate appearance, fine skin and tender meat, you will be mixed with the master in the future. The big man touched his nose and swept his gaze obscenely over Wang Zhi's small body.

Wang Zhi was taken aback, and was about to run away without saying a word. The big man smiled, grabbed Wang Zhi with a big hand, and then laughed wildly and carried Wang Zhi through the window like a chicken.

Wang Zhi struggled desperately, but the big man's hand was like an iron tong, and he didn't let go at all.

"Come, let me check my body. The big man laughed lewdly while pressing Wang Zhi on the dining table, and then began to touch Wang Zhi's body.

Wang Zhi waved his arms and kicked his legs, and scattered all the wine pots and dishes on the ground, but he couldn't stop the big man from putting his hands on him.

Where has Wang Zhi suffered this kind of hardship, no matter how young and talented he is, he was a high school champion at the age of 20, and became the deputy official of the Criminal Department of Yunzhou Mansion, after all, he is a stunned young man and rookie who has not been involved in the world.

Facing the hideous big man, he was so frightened that he burst into tears.

"Ouch, crying, what a girl, boy, you have aroused your lord's sexual interest!" Seeing Wang Zhi crying, the big man not only did not let go, but instead ripped off a piece of clothing from Wang Zhi's body, revealing the fine skin and tender flesh inside.

"Ah, I'm going to kill you!" Wang Zhi shouted like crazy, and when he opened his mouth, he bit Dahan's arm, but he was slapped by Dahan's backhand, and he almost fainted.

"Li Hei, if you want a beast, go back to your kennel and beasts, don't mess around with me and affect my business!"

At this time, the kitchen door curtain was opened, and a bald fat man came out with two kitchen knives in his hand and opened his mouth to stop the big man. He is the owner and chef of this restaurant, Smiling Buddha.

Li Hei was the big man who held Wang Zhi down, and he turned his head to the smiling Buddha and said, "Smiling Buddha, are you going to get along with me?"

The smiling Buddha snorted coldly, swung his sword, and said, "If you affect my business, I can't do it!"

Li Hei bared his teeth and sneered, raised his hand, and threw Wang Zhi into the corner of the wall behind him, then pulled out a big knife, shouted angrily, and pounced on the smiling Buddha.

The two wicked people, who disagreed, fought like this. There are still many guests in the tavern, who have long been accustomed to this kind of thing, but they asked the shopkeeper for an extra pot of wine and two catties of meat, and watched the play while eating.

The strength of the Smiling Buddha and Li Hei is comparable, and when the fight is inseparable, a woman flew out of the kitchen door curtain, it was the wife of the Smiling Buddha, Chun Shisanniang, who sealed her throat with a sword and took Li Hei's head.

"Turtle son, dare to make trouble on the old lady's land!" Chun Thirteen Niang is a female bandit, after killing Li Hei, she put her sword into the sheath and shouted into the kitchen: "Xiao Er, drag it down and chop it up and feed it to the dog!"

When the rest of the diners heard this, they laughed, and someone joked: "Thirteen Niang, chop up and feed the dog to waste, come to cage human meat barbecued pork buns tomorrow morning." ”

"This kind of cheap thing stinks, and the old lady is not rare!" Chun Thirteen Niang took a sip, her face full of disdain.

Until the shopkeeper came out and dragged Li Hei's body into the kitchen, no one paid attention to Wang Zhi who was lying in the corner. It took him a while to recover, and when he got up, he clumsily crawled out of the window.

No one paid any attention to him the whole time, as if this kind of thing had become commonplace in Dungeon City, and it happened every day.