The scale of the dungeon is much larger than that of an ordinary prison, and the number of guards inside it is far greater than that of the prison. The guards no longer have wooden sticks inlaid with iron sheets in their hands, but real swords and guns.
In terms of tightness of defense, ten prisons are not as good as one dungeon.
Although it was not as good as the real copper and iron walls of Tianlao, the medicine box prepared by Gu Dan was also inspected before entering.
"There has been some chaos recently. You should be more careful in prison. Prisoners can treat themselves as they please, as long as no one is killed." Liu Siyu stood next to Gu Dan, somewhat surprised by Gu Dan's arrival.
Nowadays, Gu Dan has been successfully promoted to the rank of imperial physician. He is ranked in the eighth rank and can theoretically diagnose and treat the emperor.
After three years of fighting with General Zhang, he was promoted to one level. At this age, he has reached the end of his career as a doctor.
Of course, Xu Zhian's care and kind words are indispensable for this. The most important thing is that Tai Hospital really doesn't receive much attention, and the promotion is of no use. It just gives some small privileges.
"Recently, I have been studying the medical books of the sages, and there are many things that are unclear. Most of the people in the dungeon are martial arts masters, and many of them died unjustly. It is perfect to use it to verify medical skills and benefit the common people. I am really sorry to trouble you. "Gu Dan said very politely, took out a banknote and put it into Liu Siyu's hand.
The prison chief is also an official position of the eighth rank. Everyone performs his or her own duties. There is no so-called distinction between superiors and subordinates. Generally speaking, there is no conflict between the well and the river.
Now that he has something to ask for, naturally he has to lower his profile.
"Hey, you are so polite!"
Liu Siyuan reluctantly accepted the bill, "Let's do this. I'll have someone follow you to see if there are any prisoners who don't cooperate so I can tell them to be honest."
Liu Si Prison immediately called the cell leader and asked him to follow Gu Dan and introduce the felons in custody.
This is a very necessary process. Of course, Gu Dan is not here simply to treat illnesses and save people. He also wants to take the opportunity to explore the differences between other martial arts masters.
As the saying goes, learn from each other's strengths to compensate for weaknesses, this is exactly what it is!
The dungeon is graded, with three types of cells: A, B, and C. Each cell is arranged according to different situations.
Prisoners in cell A are basically certain to die. The situation in cell B is open to question. Cell C is more punitive and will almost never kill anyone.
Gu Dan followed the jailer into the C cell, but as soon as he walked in, Gu Dan couldn't help but feel happy.
"Why are you here?"
In the cell, an old Taoist priest who looked a bit like an immortal was sitting there cross-legged. He didn't look like he was in jail, but more like he was here for an outing.
The old man opened his eyes, looked at Gu Dan and felt that he looked familiar. The boy was so handsome, so it was not difficult to recall, "Is it you?"
This old Taoist was clearly the one Gu Dan had seen in Qingfeng, who claimed to be Qing Pingzi's senior brother, or who found Qing Pingzi through him.
"How could the Taoist priest be in prison?" Gu Dan couldn't help but ask.
"I went out to set up a stall to tell people's fortunes when my hands were itchy, and I was caught by someone." The old Taoist said calmly without changing the expression on his face.
After the cabinet scholar Ying Liang submitted a letter, Emperor Zongming indeed began to rectify the folk customs.
For example, the swords often worn by warriors have become controlled items. They must be registered with the government, and their origins must be checked and a certificate issued before they can be carried.
The alchemists of Qingfengguan were not spared. They must have Taoist certificates issued by the imperial court to be recognized. The remaining Taoist priests must either be dismissed or make a living on their own, otherwise they should be treated as charlatans.
"You still don't have Taoist qualifications?" Gu Dan asked in surprise.
After all, he is Qing Pingzi's senior brother, how could he get to this point?
"Yes, I was just slandered, so I couldn't help but clean it up, so I was arrested." The old Taoist said with a look of disgrace on his face.
Gu Dan: "..."
It's really unusual to be able to do fortune-telling. It's no wonder that because of Qingfeng Guan's relationship, I have to go to the dungeon.
"Then you rest first, I'll go inside and take a look."
The two of them could only be regarded as acquaintances, and the old man obviously didn't need any help from him. After a brief chat, he walked inside.
After going around the entire dungeon, there were only two prisoners who had reached the master level of Zang Zang training!
One of them was the bandit leader who robbed relief supplies during the Yuzhou disaster. He called himself Yunlong Divine General. He dared not take the imperial court seriously even if he occupied a pool of water. He was caught and tortured in a dungeon for two and a half years. His whole body was so tortured that he was almost bone-shattering and almost unresembling a human being.
There is another one who is a well-known hero in the world. His nickname is Gongsun Yun, the Eight-Armed Heavenly Sword. His sharp swordsmanship makes people fear him.
Just because he had an argument with someone in the inn, he killed his whole family. He was a thief wanted by the government. He had just been caught in the dungeon.
After all, it is not easy to achieve great success in Zang training. Without one or twenty years of hard training, it is almost impossible. Such a person is not easy to find in the imperial capital, and it is even rarer to find one who can end up in prison.
Gu Dan took out his medicine box and began to experiment with his plan step by step.
[In the thirty-third year of Zongming's reign, in the dungeon, General Yunlong was picked off his hand tendons and hamstrings, his cultivation was ruined, and his body was severely injured. It took me three packs of Mesmerizing Powder before I gave up resistance completely, and my physical condition is still very comparable]
[Gongsun Yun, the eight-armed heavenly sword, was restrained by iron chains, but his cultivation had not yet been abolished. He began to regain consciousness only an hour after taking three packets of ecstasy]
[The effectiveness of ordinary intoxicating drugs is greatly reduced for those who have mastered Zang training. During coma, the blood flow rate is much higher than that of ordinary people, and the body temperature rises accordingly, and it feels like fire when touched]
[After waking up, Gongsun Yun was extremely physically exhausted, as if he had endured a fierce battle. The circulation of qi and blood will spontaneously reject the disharmony in the body, showing a feeling of weakness and weakness. Other subsequent reactions still need to be observed]
From this day on, a legend slowly began to spread in the dungeons of the imperial capital.
It is rumored that there is an imperial doctor in the dungeon. After his father was brutally killed by a gangster, he has a great hatred for all martial arts masters. As long as he falls into the dungeon, he will not be able to escape the clutches of the other party.
Poisons and silver needles are all trivial matters. The most frightening thing is that after the execution, you will ask the other person over and over again how they feel, and keep recording them, and then find the next person to experiment on.
Once the results of the two are different, they will be tortured in every possible way. It is necessary for the two people to reach an agreement before they can give up.
Gu Dan thinks that he is normal. In this era, everything needs to be explored slowly by oneself. Since he doesn't know which statement is correct, wouldn't it be enough to just experiment directly?
Only by knowing the limits of a dirty martial artist can you feel confident when encountering such an enemy in the future.
The imprisoned scum has no human rights. Being able to contribute to his medical skills will also make it easier to treat diseases and save people in the future. This is a great thing for the benefit of the people!
