The two of them walked down the steps.
The judge stopped talking as he walked down the steps, his footsteps silent. Tang Zhao could see the blurry figure when he raised his head, but could hardly sense the person's presence when he lowered his head.
The darkness is unsettling, and the silence adds to the oppression. Tang Zhao held on to the wall and walked down little by little. He could only listen to his own heartbeat and count silently.
This staircase is very long, sloping downwards, as if going into the center of the earth. After walking for a while, water stains gradually appeared on the wall, and water seeped out from the foot of the wall.
As Tang Zhao walked, he felt discomfort in his ears. He opened his mouth involuntarily and made an "ah" sound.
The judge heard it from the front and said: "Exerting internal energy can relieve the pain."
Tang Zhao said: "I can't." When he said this, he felt that his voice was muffled and he could not hear clearly.
The judge grabbed his hand, channeled a bit of internal energy from his veins, and said, "Let it work." He said a few luck mantras.
Tang Zhao immediately followed the instructions and activated his internal energy, flowing endlessly in his body. In a moment, his annoyance was relieved, his ears and eyes were restored, and he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior."
After Sun Sheng's trouble just now, the two of them got closer. They no longer deliberately targeted each other, and seemed to have turned enemies into friends.
The judge was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Thank you for what I am? I haven't taught you yet, how come you know it?"
Tang Zhao said in astonishment: "Didn't you just pass the formula to me?"
The judge said: "Did people learn the formulas? They are all mysterious and mysterious words. Can you understand them if I don't explain them?"
Tang Zhao was speechless and thought to himself: What's so hard to understand about this? Isn't it very pale?
It's far worse than Xuan Gong.
The judge touched his pulse again, and after checking the flow of breath, it was found that it had formed a cycle. It was obvious that he not only learned, but also understood it immediately. He put him down and said: "People are born with differences between wise and foolish. Some people are just smart... but It can’t be too much, right?”
Tang Zhao could hear his anger and resentment, and thought to himself: This is because of cheating, and it is not a crime of war.
After walking for a while, a stone door finally appeared at the end of the tunnel.
The stone door is wide and thick, with a relief sculpture of a spider carved in the middle. The relief is ferocious and lifelike.
The judge asked Tang Zhao to stop and walked towards the stone gate.
He ignored the spider, knocked around the door, and suddenly pushed with his hand——
"ah--"
The screams rushed into the eardrums!
Tang Zhao was shocked and took a few steps back.
I saw the masked man holding the door leaf with his hands, leaving only a tiny gap open. Someone was screaming inside the door, and the sound came out from the crack.
Tang Zhao had never heard such a miserable scream in his life. In fact, when the scream reached his ears, it was already at the end of his strength. The volume was not harsh, but the pain seeping into the scream was like a sharp weapon, piercing the person's heart. Deep in the soul.
The screams gradually stopped, and someone above could be heard saying sadly: "Are you awake this time? Did you remember something?"
There were gasps and groans, but no one else spoke.
"Oh, he is worthy of being a knight-errant, and he must be a good man. But the most indispensable thing in my dungeon at Black Spider Villa is heroes. What we are dealing with here are heroes. Haha——"
Another scream sounded out, making Tang Zhao's hair stand on end.
Only then did he have a real concept of "prison". Prisons are not just places where people are imprisoned. Everything in the imperial prison is available here, and it will only be more cruel.
Is the judge here to save people? That's saved.
But he couldn't figure it out more and more. What did saving people have to do with him? Why did he have to be dragged here?
The interrogator said again: "Okay, it seems you are determined to fight to the end. Are you looking for someone to rescue you?"
Tang Zhao raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: They knew that someone was robbing the prison, so they were prepared for it?
The man continued: "Don't say that my place is an eighteenth level of hell that can only be entered and exited. Even if a bold person dares to come, you will not be able to wait for that day. Do you think we are very patient? One more day It’s been half a day since you spit out your words, and we’re too lazy to support you, a loser. Do you know where those heroes and heroes in front of you have gone?”
There was a dragging sound, as if something heavy was being dragged.
Tang Zhao subconsciously shuddered in his heart.
There was a sound of clinking ceramics, which seemed to be the sound of pots and pans, and someone exclaimed "Ah--".
The sound was not as painful as the screams, but it was full of fear.
"Did you see it? He was stuffed in the day before yesterday. Oh, he is still alive. Look, he can still move. He will not die until the babies eat well for a few more days. In the end, he will turn into nourishment and be given to us. The villa has made some contributions. I think you are fatter than him, so you must be able to feed a few more. I will use the biggest one to hold you..."
The person inside didn't know what was going on. Tang Zhao's face turned green when he heard this, and suddenly his face became cold, but it was the judge who put something on his face.
He stretched out his hand and touched it. It seemed to be a mask.
Before he could touch it carefully, the stone door suddenly opened and the judge rushed in.
The judge didn't pull Tang Zhao when he entered, so Tang Zhao naturally wouldn't follow and just stood behind the door.
A series of noisy fighting sounds were heard, and another fierce battle started behind the door. Tang Zhao was already used to it and put his mask straight while waiting.
He knew what the judge meant. Once he met someone from Black Spider Villa, it would be inappropriate for him to show his face.
The judge is a fastidious person, and it is very comfortable to get along with him without breaking up.
After a while, the sound of fighting was heard, and the judge said: "Come in."
Behind the gate is a stone chamber with thick walls, dark and damp, only one foot in diameter and no more than ten feet high, resembling a coffin.
There were several people lying on the ground and one person hanging on the wall. They were all bloody and bloody, especially the hanging one, with no good pieces of meat to be found. Tang Zhao turned his head instinctively and saw another jar lying on the ground.
It was an oversized clay pot, gray in color and inconspicuous. It was overturned on the ground and the inside could not be seen. Only a small amount of sauce-red liquid came out, and there were dots of fluffy black dots crawling around.
vomit--
Tang Zhao felt nauseated again and turned his head again.
On the other side of the stone room, in front of a wall, there were layers of jars stacked densely, each about the same size, enough to fit a person inside. The seals of the jars mostly oozed red stains.
What the hell is this place!
"Boy."
The judge was at another exit of the stone chamber. His clothes were still and he didn't look like he had been in a fight. He said, "Now it's time to use you. Keep your eyes open. If you find the person I'm looking for, I'll send you back."
Tang Zhao said: "What exactly are you looking for?"
The judge said: "I'm looking for someone. Don't ask me how old he is or what he looks like. I don't know. I only know that he is the same as you and carries swordsman-related things with him. Just keep your eyes open and look for him. , tell me if there is anything suspicious."
Tang Zhao frowned and thought: Isn't this too childish for you? I don’t know anything about people or things, so you just rely on me to blindly tell you? I wonder if you can find it.
Although he has strong inspiration and can see unusual things, people with the same inspiration may not recognize them.
Anyway, when he looked at Wei Changle, he didn't see any difference.
At any rate, he was still cooperating. He suppressed his disapproving expression and looked around carefully. The judge already said: "If there are no cells on this floor, there are cells below."
The door on the opposite side leads to the cell. The two of them were about to go out when they heard someone behind them say: "Knight... help..."
When Tang Zhao turned around, it turned out that it was the tortured bloody man who spoke.
The judge seemed to have not heard anything, and the man behind him somehow managed to gather his breath and screamed loudly: "I am Liu Qiguang, the steward of the Jinshan. He has always been kind to others and has never done evil. There is still money in the family. If the knight is willing to rescue me, I am willing to offer him a lot of gold and treasures. !”
Jinshanhao is a very famous business name. Tang Zhao had just heard of it at the banquet not long ago.
The man shouted again: "I've been here for a long time. I'll help you if you want to find someone... I know a lot, great hero..."
The judge turned around and suddenly flicked his fingers and made a sneer. The man's voice suddenly stopped and his head hung down.
Tang Zhao was surprised and said: "Dead?"
The judge said: "If he is hopeless, we might as well put an end to him. Since he can still shout, it seems he still has some strength, and he might be able to use him later. I just tapped the acupuncture points to ask him to save some energy. .”
Tang Zhao nodded and asked again: "You also tapped Sun Sheng's acupuncture points before, right? But how could he still attack later?"
The judge snorted and said bitterly: "He is a gangster. He is caught here and there. He is the best at escaping and trying to save his life. It is also common to know some methods of relieving acupuncture points."
Listening to his tone, Tang Zhao didn't think it was unusual. It was obvious that Sun Sheng's escape had disgraced him, so he asked again: "Then why didn't he use acupuncture when he kidnapped me? Then I couldn't struggle."
The judge said: "Of course he doesn't know how to do it. Not just cats and dogs can learn acupuncture."
Tang Zhao said: "He can't tap acupoints but he can unlock them. This skill is difficult to learn and easy to break, so it's useless?"
The judge said unhappily: "What do you mean it's useless? People who want to learn this kung fu can't be lined up in many streets. If you help me find someone, I can teach you some basics."
Tang Zhao thought to himself: The cake is getting bigger and bigger! But what if I really can’t find anyone?
