This is a prison!
A dark and depressing prison!
Huge stones were used to build this huge prison. Each piece was so huge that several people could not lift it.
The almost perfect gap shows that a lot of thought, financial and material resources must have been spent on building this prison!
Now in this prison, wooden cells are divided into wooden cells using huge trees. These cells vary in size and are filled with all kinds of prisoners. Some are packed with people, some have just a few people, and some are almost silent.
The prison cells are divided into cells by huge wooden blocks. These huge wooden blocks are thicker than thighs, but the gaps between them are no more than the width of a forearm, making it impossible for people to pass through.
Looking at the huge wooden cube, one simply feels despair.
The blind and lifeless eyes seemed to have lost their energy. What is left is the unwilling despair and the last bit of impossible hope. Some people still looked helplessly. The faint light coming from the end of the small passage at the entrance proved that this was not hell!
The dim oil lamp seems to bring hope in the prison, but it also makes people feel despair.
Because the out-of-reach light, the light spreading everywhere, is within reach, but there is still nothingness within reach.
The space is like a hell road, with a burst of disorderly monotonous footsteps!
Two jailors with knives walked around the passage in the middle of the cell from time to time. The passage is actually not long, but it is definitely not short either. Where the light shines, it is enough for people to see clearly the crawlers on the ground. The place was dimly lit, but it was so dark that it felt like an abyss.
Coupled with the monotonous and boring voice, the listeners felt panicked.
This prison is so big that you don't even know where you are!
This prison looks very quiet outside, because outside the prison is a huge courtyard made of stones!
If outsiders want to come in here, they must open the prison door. Of course, if the prisoners in the prison want to get out, they cannot do so unless someone opens the door from the outside.
Because the prison can only open the door from the inside out to the outside world; and if the prisoner wants to get out of the prison, he can only open the door from the outside. So many people say that the police officers working here are just like the prisoners in prison. The only difference is that the prisoners are locked in small cells, while the police are locked in large prisons.
Despite being questioned like this, I didn't expect these jailers to be quite responsible, because the prison exuded an unpleasant musty smell that would make normal people sick when they smell this smell. But the two jailers walked around with gloomy expressions, as if they didn't smell the smell.
From time to time, voices begging and calling for injustice were heard in the prison. Not only did the two jailers turn a deaf ear to it, but even the people in the prison together seemed to be used to such sounds.
Of course, there is a wooden table at the entrance of the prison.
A shirtless and fat man was sitting at the wooden table, drinking slowly from a wine bowl, and looking at the prison inside from time to time.
There were two meat dishes and a plate of peanuts on the table, but he rarely touched them.
I don't know what he was thinking, but he looked inside from time to time. It was as if looking at these prisoners was enough to make him drink. The musty smell seemed to have no effect on him.
And looking out from the stone steps beside him is the upward exit of the prison.
Of course, this is not an exit, because this is the third underground floor of the prison. Even if you go out from the exit next to this man, you still have to go up two floors before you can get out to the ground level.
A person locked up on the third underground floor of a prison is definitely not an ordinary person!
Because even if some petty thieves are caught, there is no need to watch them so closely. And a person who can be locked up so tightly will naturally not be visible to ordinary people.
This man was only in his thirties or forties, but his small eyes seemed to be shining brightly. Although he seems to be careless, whenever his eyes look at a certain place, there is always a deep chill!
These are a pair of cruel eyes!
This is also a pair of scrupulous eyes!
In a prison, there is such a person. Not to mention the prisoners who are worried, even the people who are guarding the prison together will be deeply afraid when they see this pair of eyes.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
There is a large iron door on the stone steps. The iron door is locked from the outside and people inside cannot open the door.
I don’t know why, but there are people outside who want to come in, but they knock on the heavy iron door, which seems to tell the people inside that someone is coming in outside.
But surprisingly, even though the iron door outside knocked, no one came in.
Although the man sitting at the wooden table heard the voice and his eyes even flashed, when he saw the wine bowl in front of him, it seemed that under the light, the turbid rice wine made his heart move even more.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
When the iron door knocked again outside, one of the two jailers who stepped over came over and saluted the shirtless man: "Master Deng, someone is coming in outside!"
The man naturally heard it, but he didn't respond at first. At this time, when he heard the jailer coming to ask for instructions, he raised his eyelids, and then glanced at a quiet prison ahead. Finally, he looked outside again and opened his mouth: "It's just past midnight, why is anyone here so early? Do you want to rob the prison?"
The jailer hesitated and didn't know how to answer the question.
Seeing that the man's eyes were a little cold, he seemed to ponder for a moment, but then he immediately bowed and said, "It's a little strange. The shift will take almost an hour. Why don't you go and scold me?" There was a look in his eyes. With a somewhat flattering expression, he looked at the man in front of him, with an air of respect that he could not offend.
The man was initially hesitant, but was suddenly moved by the jailer's words. Although he was slightly hesitant, he immediately burped and said with a hint of drunkenness: "I heard that you are a relative of Dong Shirong, the leader of this class?"
"Back to Mr. Deng, my name is Dong Yong, and Bantou Dong is a distant uncle of a certain family! I hope Mr. Deng will help you more in the future!" This young man seems to have a certain opportunity to curry favor with his superiors and people with status. vision.
Because this seemingly drunk man was not only famous in this prison, but also in the state capital. Because this person's name is Deng Dafan, people in the world give him the nickname Ghost Shadow! It is said that not only does he have excellent skills, but he is also known as a one-sword beheader because he never uses two swords to behead!
