Bei Xiaolu, who was outside the iron prison, held the rope in his hand. Bei Xiaolu held the keel whip in his other hand, and the rope was rolled up by the keel whip.
"You are good at tying ropes, and the knots are very strong..." Bei Xiaolu weighed the rope, folded it in half, kneaded it into a bundle, and then cut it all in half with a eight-handed knife, and said with admiration: "This The knife is really powerful... Hey, I'll give you back your rope." Bei Xiaolu said, throwing the rope that was broken into dozens of pieces back into the prison.
"..." Wei Jing pursed his lips and looked at Bei Xiaolu for a while. Looking at the short strips of cloth scattered on the ground, he knew that even if he re-knotted the rope, the rope would have to be shortened by more than half, so he simply lay down on his side and stopped talking.
"Why didn't you yell?" Bei Xiaolu asked curiously.
"Why should I curse..." Wei Jing said lazily.
"I cut your rope. With your bad temper, you should be able to curse."
"Think of me as unlucky..."
"And how do you get your knife back?"
"When you fall asleep, I will take off my clothes and tie the rope again..."
"Then I'd better stay away."
Bei Xiaolu leaned on the railing and played with the eight hands for a while, then hung the eight hands farther away, then hummed a small tune and left, blowing out all the candles.
After a while, Wei Jing stood up, cursed a few times, groped for the remaining wet cloth strips on the ground, and continued to tie the rope sadly. He pressed his face against the iron railing, wanting to see how far the eight hands were hung. The place.
But at this time, the prison was so dark that he couldn't even see Li Mi clearly beside him, and naturally he couldn't see Ba Shou. He sighed several times and murmured: "Master Bei! Your old friend , that is, my grandpa. He often said that you are a bastard. You are really a bastard, so you gave birth to a granddaughter. You are such a bastard. I said that my grandpa’s scolding of you is true. You are really a bastard... …”
Wei Jing sighed and tied the rope silently. After an unknown period of time, he suddenly heard some subtle sounds of weapons clashing. He was a little surprised. He stopped and listened carefully. He heard more subtle sounds and thought. It was coming from a distance. He leaned against the wall and put his ears against the wall. He heard the clearer sounds of fighting and yelling. He was surprised and didn't know what was happening outside.
The sounds of fighting came and went, then gradually became quieter and turned into shouting sounds, as if a group of people were looking around for another group of people.
After a long time, Wei Jing was wondering, when suddenly there was another sound of fierce fighting outside the dungeon stairs. He could only hear the sound of fighting, and then with a muffled sound, the sound of fighting stopped.
Wei Jing was startled. The muffled sound was a woman's voice. Just as he was about to shout and ask, he saw the candles in the dungeon were lit and the surrounding area became brighter. Wei Jing quickly pushed the rope into the straw pile.
Bei Xiaolu asked several men to fight him into the dungeon, with wounds on his shoulders and painful expressions. Wei Jing was stunned. He didn't know what had happened. All he saw was that the men all had fierce faces, were dressed in strange clothes, and were wearing Waist knife.
One of them took a bunch of keys and threw Bei Xiaolu into the cell opposite Wei Jing without locking it.
Instead, three or four sturdy men struggled to bend an iron halberd, pass it through the cell door and iron bars, and then shouted and bent the iron halberds in a staggered manner, like a pair of big cuffs, locking the prison door.
The men looked Wei Jing up and down, then looked at Li Mi lying next to Wei Jing, and asked, "Who are you?"
Wei Jing scratched his head and replied: "I...we are innocent people captured by these thieves. Brother...do a good job and let us go..."
The men snorted and turned around to leave. One of them turned back and said with a smile, "We do everything except good deeds."
Wei Jing watched them leave, staring at Bei Xiaolu opposite him for a long time, and then asked, "What happened?"
Bei Xiaolu sat hugging her knees by the iron gate. She looked a little embarrassed and angry. Her face was pale and she didn't say a word. She stared at the curved iron halberd that locked the cell door. Even though she was an expert at picking locks, There was an iron hairpin in his hair, but it couldn't open the iron halberd lock on the door.
"Who are they?" Wei Jing continued to ask.
"The Black Dragon Gang." Bei Xiaolu replied, "They are pirates from out of town."
Wei Jing was stunned and asked: "They attacked Feixue Villa?"
Bei Xiaolu shook his head and said, "With me here, Feixue Villa will not fall so easily."
Wei Jing was silent for a while and then said: "I know. They took advantage of you while you were making trouble in Hai Lai. They had already captured this place and lurked inside. They waited for you to come back and then secretly ambush you. This must be the plan arranged by the Eighth Elder. These guys should be on the same path as the Eighth Elder."
Bei Xiaolu remained silent, and Wei Jing gloated for a while on the opposite side, grabbing a pile of rags on the ground and throwing them all over Bei Xiaolu's head.
Bei Xiaolu angrily wanted to curse, but Wei Jing said: "Don't be so impatient to get angry and help tie the rope. You are the one who brought it upon yourself. Look how far you can hang your eight hands!"
Bei Xiaolu looked at Bashou who was thirty feet away. He was silent for a while and then had to help tie the rope.
The two stopped talking and quickly tied the rope. When the broken rope at hand was used up, Wei Jing took off Li Mi's shirt, then Li Mi's pants, and then pulled off the sleeves of his dry clothes. , Bei Xiaolu also tore off some corners of his clothes and tied them into a rope. After working for a while, he finally made a long rope.
Bei Xiaolu took out the medicine bottle from her arms, poured out the pills, and tied the empty bottle to the head of the rope as a force. She stretched her arm out of the railing, swung the long rope, and threw it several times, knocking the eight hands off. It hit the wall and fell to the ground, then swung it several times, and finally pulled Yashou to his side.
Bei Xiaolu picked up the eight hands and threw them to Wei Jing. As soon as Wei Jing got the eight hands, he became energetic, jumped up, pulled out the Yue'er iron knife, cut the iron railing posts, and soon sawed off an iron railing. Then several more iron railings were sawed off.
Wei Jing stepped out of the cage, wanting to make fun of Bei Xiaolu, but seeing her looking lonely, he sawed open the iron bars for her. They crushed the sleeping pills into powder, sprinkled them into the food basin, and placed them on Li Mi's table. Next to him, he covered the naked Li Mi with straw, hoping that he would be hungry after waking up and continue to sleep after eating food.
Wei Jing used the eight-handed knife to peel off the iron fence pillar, cutting off a dozen sharp slices, and then cut off a section of the iron pillar as long as the length of his hand, and cut a hole in the middle, allowing Beixiaolu to wrap the rope around it, and Beixiaolu also He modified the rope to ten feet in length and knotted it more firmly. He waved it, nodded, put away the thin iron pillars, and said, "Let's go and explore outside."
Wei Jing asked in confusion: "Where are your subordinates?"
Bei Xiaolu shook his head and said: "We were attacked separately. I don't know their situation yet, but our brothers and sisters are well-trained. Feixue Villa has many agencies and there are secret rooms in the long road. According to past drills, At this time, everyone should escape into the secret passage and dark room, wait for me to order a counterattack..."
"Everyone was waiting for your order, but you ended up being locked up in the dungeon. Humph, thanks to my eight hands." Wei Jing chuckled.
Bei Xiaolu glared at him and said, "Do you think I can't hide? Why do you think I was captured?"
Wei Jing also immediately figured out that Bei Xiaolu was trying to save him, so he returned to the dungeon alone, and was ambushed by the Black Jiao Gang.
"Okay, now go and kill those pirates and bandits." Wei Jingshu stretched his muscles a few times, heard voices at the other end of the long road, and shouted loudly: "The Black Jiao Gang's bandits, damn them Get over here and die!"
"Don't just do something stupid, there are hundreds of them!" Bei Xiaolu cursed angrily, pulling Wei Jing to another side road, turning an oil lamp, pushing open a secret door, and ran into another long road, the secret door Close it and avoid the group of pursuers.
Wei Jing snorted, said nothing more, and followed Bei Xiaolu. They took a few turns and passed several small rooms. Some members of the Black Jiao Gang were waiting among them, so the two of them made noises to lure the enemy. One hid near the door and ambushed him, killing more than ten people along the way, then opened a secret door and entered a room.
The room was elegantly furnished and there was a light scent of incense. Wei Jing was about to ask a question when Bei Xiaolu gestured to him to shut up. At the same time, he also saw a figure walking past the door. There seemed to be people from the Black Jiao Gang coming and going outside. patrol.
I saw Bei Xiaolu groping around the room nimbly. First he took out a bag of darts from under the bed, and then he took out a shorter and older keel whip from the cabinet.
