The night is already deep and the rain continues.
A man was walking quickly in the forest with an umbrella, passing the village in front, and the next village was his home.
Suddenly, there seemed to be shouts coming from the front, and there were some traces of true energy.
He quickly quickened his pace and took a closer look, and found a man in black grabbing a child's clothes and about to drop the knife in his hand.
Soon after he said it, the man quickly burst out his energy and hit a Taoist talisman, and the opponent fell to the ground.
"What's wrong, child?" The man hurriedly ran over and picked up the child, who was about six or seven years old.
"There are bad guys in the village...killing people." The child was so frightened that his whole body was trembling.
As soon as he finished speaking, several men in black ran from a distance. When they saw their dead companions on the ground, and then looked at the man, they each burst out their true energy and rushed over.
The man was startled, put down the child, burst out his anger and rushed over.
After a fierce fight for a long time, he was finally knocked unconscious because he was outnumbered.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a windowless room.
Just as he was about to lift his arms, he found that his limbs were fixed to the chair by a beam of light. Two men in suits were sitting opposite him.
After talking, I found out that this is the eighth place.
The other party produced evidence that he caused two practitioners and a child to become a permanent vegetative state due to robbery and could not be cured. When he was captured, he still had robbed jewelry and spiritual items on him.
There was only the aura of him and the two practitioners in the village, and there were no other traces.
After repeated interrogations, he always denied it all. The Eighth Office believed that the evidence was solid, so they sentenced him to life imprisonment with zero confession and sent him to Black Cliff Prison.
Zhao Yu fell asleep after the spell was cast. When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a dark room out of thin air without any restraints on his body.
He tried it, but the true energy in his veins couldn't burst out, and he couldn't even use the most basic spells. It seems that there is a powerful means here that blocks all abilities of the practitioners.
The room is about fifty square meters, with only one bed and table, and the faucet runs water regularly every day. There is a dim light bulb on the wall that is always on.
The room had no doors or windows. There was only a one-meter-long, thin gap in the middle of one wall. Looking out, it was always pitch black.
Zhao Yu screamed grievances into the cracks every day, but there was never any response.
Two dishes, one soup and food will appear out of thin air in the room every three days. The excrement will be disposed of directly in the pool and will be automatically drained away later.
No matter what Zhao Yu was doing in the room, no one came to check.
A year passed like this, just when he had given up. One day he suddenly heard the sound of walking outside.
Zhao Yu quickly ran to the gap and looked outside. It was still dark, but there was indeed the sound of walking.
As he yelled, the voice stopped not far from him.
"Stop shouting, just stay calm." An old man's voice came.
"Who are you? Where are you?" Zhao Yu hasn't seen or heard a living person's voice for a year, and now his heart is about to explode with excitement.
"This is Black Cliff Prison, and I am the guide." The old man said.
After communicating, Zhao Yu gradually understood.
The old man is also a prisoner who has been imprisoned here for thirty years. In the tenth year he was allowed out of his room and into the corridors.
At first, he also thought about escaping, but in the end he gave up. The straight corridor is about five kilometers long and has hundreds of rooms. Zhao Yu's is one of them.
The entire corridor has no doors, windows or other objects, and it is also impossible to use true energy.
He was assigned a task, and new prisoners would appear from time to time at the end of the corridor. When he got the signal, he would go to the end of the corridor and bring the sleeping prisoner into the room. As soon as he leaves, the room will be completely closed.
Sometimes there would be two or three prisoners a day, and sometimes there would be none for months. This time he got the signal again, and there were new prisoners, so he was on his way to respond.
"I was wronged!" Zhao Yu shouted excitedly.
"Oh, whatever you want." The old man didn't seem to care.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhao Yu was helpless. Suddenly, he asked: "You always pick up prisoners, haven't you thought of something?"
"Haha, before the prisoner enters the room or closes the room, I cannot have any contact with him. The prisoner is also asleep and unresponsive. As long as I get close to him, he will automatically follow me until I enter the room. However, I have The only privilege is that you can arrange the rooms at will. Of course, the rooms here are all the same, there is no difference." The old man said with a bitter smile.
"So...you brought me here too?" Zhao Yu asked.
"Yes." The other party replied.
"I was wronged! Who can I appeal to?" Zhao Yu asked eagerly.
"Haha... forget it, I have been here for thirty years and I have never seen anyone from the Eighth Office. I only talk to people in each room, such as you." The old man said with a bitter smile.
"How many people are there in total?" Zhao Yu asked.
"Two hundred and seventy-eight people." The old man said calmly.
"Then you feel comfortable. There are so many people talking casually." Zhao Yu said with a bitter smile.
"That's not true. Which room can talk to each other is random, just like you. Only those with relatively minor crimes can. Some rooms can't talk to each other all the time." The old man said with a bitter smile.
"Can random people talk?" Zhao Yu asked doubtfully.
"Yes, it's not necessarily when and which room can talk like this. It can take up to thirty minutes at a time. Well... the time is almost up now, and it's probably going to be closed soon." The old man said calmly.
"How about it being closed?" Zhao Yu asked.
"You can't talk to each other like this. You have to continue to be alone. The next time may not be when. Just give up on that, my friend." The old man sighed and said with a smile.
"No one cares about talking like this?" Zhao Yu asked.
"You can say whatever you want. You can even shout to escape. Even if you try to escape, no one will care about you. You can't get out anyway." The old man chuckled.
"Then...will I be able to go out like you in ten years?" Zhao Yu thought.
"I don't know, but one day the door to the room suddenly opened, and a voice explained my mission and related matters, and then nothing happened." The old man sneered.
"Then you can do whatever you want outside." Zhao Yu sighed.
"There is no difference between outside and inside, it's just that the road is longer, that's all. The biggest advantage is that you can randomly talk to people in a certain room, but sometimes the room is empty." The old man said slowly: "It's been so long Now, I don’t care about talking anymore. Maybe, I will die here of old age, haha.”
"I've heard of Black Cliff Prison, is it here?" Zhao Yu asked.
"Yes, that's right. So, don't think about escaping. Just stay calm. Maybe there will be a miracle one day, haha." The old man said listlessly.
"When was the last time you spoke?" Zhao Yu asked again.
"Five days ago, sometimes there were two in a day, and sometimes it took several months to meet a living person, haha. I have been here for a long time, and I have seen everything." The old man said lightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, it suddenly became quiet outside.
Zhao Yu knew that the passage was closed.
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