Chapter 108 Dungeon

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Jiang Cheng returned to Fengri City overnight, but Shen Hao did not. He chose to stay overnight on the flower boat.

Yesterday, a wine party brought Shen Hao a brainstorm-like amount of information. At the same time, he was also made angry by the singer in the wine party, so he found a way to vent on the spot.

When I woke up again it was already bright. Putting a banknote next to his pillow, Shen Hao got up refreshed and washed up.

Even on the flower boat, everything here is proportional to the high consumption. There are maids dedicated to washing faces, brushing teeth and dressing up. Even if the singer couldn't get out of bed last night, she wouldn't have left the guests in the cold.

After washing up, I just opened the door and went out. I turned around and saw Lianxiang in a goose-yellow dress. I didn't expect that this person lived next door last night.

"Good morning, Miss Reika."

"Humph! Mr. Shen Qi had a good rest. I couldn't sleep a wink all night because of the pain." Lianxiang's pretty face was filled with resentment and a little blush.

Shen Hao was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the other party was complaining that he made too much noise last night and was noisy for too long. But what to say? It wouldn't be a big deal for him to just go up and make fun of an ordinary singer. Poor Xiang's financial backer is Liao Chengfeng, so she doesn't need to get herself into trouble.

"Haha, it's Shen who interrupted Miss Lianxiang. It's getting late, Shen Hao has to rush back to Licheng, so he'll say goodbye."

After saying that, Shen Hao smiled and wanted to walk through the ship corridor and go down to the dock. But when he was about to pass by Lianxiang, he found that the corner of his clothes was gently pulled by the other party, so he stopped and looked down. The woman was raising her head, her pretty face was blushing, and her eyes were blinking. Looking forward to it.

"Mr. Shen, when will you come next time?"

"Ah? Oh, I'm not sure about this. Whenever she has time, Shen will definitely come to compliment Miss Lianxiang."

"Yeah, well, it's settled then, don't coax me! I must come again as soon as possible!"

"Um."

After letting go, Shen Hao hurriedly walked off the flower boat. He subconsciously turned back and saw a yellow figure standing on the side of the boat waving goodbye to him.

Shen Hao could not help but feel something else in his heart: What on earth does this goblin want to do?

...

Returning to the Licheng Guardhouse, Shen Hao didn't even return to his dormitory, but went directly to the dungeon of Black Flag Camp. This was newly built in the garrison. It was separated from the main prison of the guard station because of the special nature of the cases handled by the Black Flag Battalion. The Wen family were the first batch of prisoners here.

The cell is located underground. The monks who are proficient in formations in the guardhouse have first placed several sets of spell restrictions underground to isolate all escape techniques so that the main body of the underground dungeon will not be turned into a sieve.

There were five Black Flag Battalion warriors and ten soldiers guarding the ground. Then there is only one entrance and exit, which is very narrow and can only allow one person to pass in and out. There is a diagonally downward passage with three bends, and behind each bend is a hidden whistle. Continue forward and pass through three formations and the prison gate before you can enter the main area.

Shen Hao naturally had an unobstructed journey. At the same time, he was also carefully observing the defense situation of the dungeon, and if there were any flaws, he could quickly make up for them.

"General Qi, he is locked up in the innermost single room. He can eat and sleep, and his health is fine. In addition, according to your instructions, I dare not give him severe punishment, but he is given a side dish once a day, so I don't let him idle."

The cell leader was drawn from Group B, and the rest of the jailers also had their own backgrounds. They were all old men from the Black Flag Camp. This is the rule Shen Hao set when he first built a new dungeon: the first priority for manpower is reliability, followed by ability.

"Where are the others?" Shen Hao did not rush into the prison area. He sat in the cell at the end of the cell with a cup of tea and asked about the situation.

"Three of the other six prisoners died that day because they couldn't resist the killing stick. Yesterday, two more died suddenly during routine questioning, and now there is one left."

"Who did it?"

"Zhou Guangcai and Jia Sheng are the two killers."

"Well... you can find two people here to learn the craft from Zhou Guangcai and Jia Sheng. They need to know the basics of torture. You may need them in the dungeon in the future."

"It's the general flag. I will arrange for someone to learn it as soon as possible."

"Yeah. Let's go and have a look."

"General Flag, please come this way."

Passing through the narrow passage, you will see the prison area. Each compartment inside is only one foot square. There is a dung bucket, a thin blanket, and nothing else, not even a skylight.

Although it is newly built, the smell inside is already very unpleasant. In the dim light, I can see that most of the compartments are empty. In one of them, there is someone lying on his side on the ground, motionless. You can smell something inside even if you stand outside the compartment. The smell of blood. Shen Hao felt that the person inside had a weak aura, and he probably wouldn't survive today.

With a cold snort, Shen Hao continued walking in with a sneer on his lips.

The end of the prison area is where Wen Renhai is being held.

Unlike other cells, three large oil lamps were lit outside the cell where Wen Renhai was detained, illuminating the inside through the magic weapon railings of the cell. Wen Renhai was not lying or sitting, but was tied to a cross pillar.

"Where did this cross pillar come from?" Shen Hao was curious. He remembered that there was no such thing in the dungeon.

"Hey, it was moved here from the torture room. Anyway, Zhou Guangcai and the others have no work to do. This thing was moved just in time for this guy inside. Don't tell me, it's easy for thieves to use."

The cross pillar with the soul-suppressing magic circle and the plate lock is of course easy to use. Shen Hao shook his head, forget it, let Zhou Guangcai and the others go to the guardhouse to apply for one more, and just keep this one here.

The cell leader opened the door, and Shen Hao walked in with his hands behind his back, frowning, mainly because the smell here was so pungent that it always made his nose feel itchy.

"Go to the alchemy room to apply for a copy of "Rotten Heart Powder" and give it to him. Then tell Zhou Guangcai and Jia Sheng that starting from tomorrow, they will add a hard dish. The frequency and intensity will be up to them. I have one request, squeeze it out. Everything in his head!”

"Yes, yes, I understand."

After Shen Hao finished speaking, he turned to look at Wen Renhai who was struggling in vain on the cross pillar. He probably heard the three words "Rotten Heart Powder". Although Wen Renhai was locked by the cross pillar and could not speak, his eyes were bulging. His eyes were horrifying, obviously he knew the bad reputation of "Rotten Heart Powder".

Rotten Heart Powder is a highly poisonous poison that is extremely lethal to monks in the Qi Refining Realm. Those who are infected will be hopeless and will lose all their true energy within three days and corrode their foundation. From now on, there will be no possibility of rebuilding. This item is strictly controlled and is not allowed to be possessed by local government officials or military personnel except for the Xuanqing Guards.

Shen Hao's idea was very simple. Since the Wen family was being used against him, Shen Hao naturally couldn't disobey him. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief. The worst thing he could do was to let him go instead of being ruthless. This was no different from letting the tiger return to the mountain. . So he first crippled the other party's cultivation, and then slowly squeezed the other party dry. He was sure that an important disciple of the Wen family like Wen Renhai must know many secrets of the Wen family, and maybe there would be another breakthrough?

As soon as I came out of the dungeon, a guard came to report: A woman with the Wen family crest, accompanied by Wang Chengshi Baihu, is waiting outside your mansion.