These words, I don't know what magic power, actually made the ugly man turn from anger to joy, and walked away with satisfaction.
Ye Wumian listened on the sidelines, digesting the conversation between the two, chewing every word, thinking about what each sentence said and what it meant.
I don’t know why, but I can hear it clearly in my ears and taste it carefully, but it’s a mess, muddy, sticky, thick, and I can’t sort it out, and I can’t peel it away.
While he was distressed, the man with big earlobes sent the ugly man away, straightened his back, tore open the clothes on his chest and looked at the wounds inside.
He clicked his tongue and sighed: "The tenacity of vitality is rare in the world. Live well, and with you here, there is hope for my hundred households to turn positive."
After saying that, he waved his right hand, and a man brought food and water and placed them on the ground.
As soon as the smell dissipated, all the thoughts in the sleepless night were interrupted. His whole heart was devoted to this set of meals, and he began to struggle.
The iron chains restraining his hands and feet jingled as he pulled at them, but they were so strong that it was difficult to break free.
Food on the ground is elusive. He was like an out-of-control beast, roaring loudly at the top of his lungs.
The man with big earlobes said to the man: "What are you doing, you imprisoned boy, just standing there? Give him something to eat. After all, he was once a figure in the green forest. Don't insult him like this."
After hearing this, the jailer smiled and said yes, and hurriedly picked up a bowl of gruel and fed it to Ye Wumian.
There was a roar, and it was all swallowed up. A lot of it flowed from the corner of the mouth, and the tongue licked desperately, and then rolled back some.
The jailer covered his mouth and snickered, picked up a bowl of multigrain rice mixed with radish, yam, and millet, poured some water, stirred it a few times with his hand, and poured it into Ye Wumian, who was struggling to stretch forward.
After feeding them all, he packed up his things and bowed out.
The man with big earlobes sighed, looked at Ye Wumian's appearance, shook his head and said: "The end of a hero, the end of a hero!"
After sighing, he turned around and left.
Ye Wumian suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "Big-eared Liu Feng, you are Jinyiwei's tester, Big-eared Liufeng!"
Liu Feng, a man with big earlobes, turned around, looked at him, nodded and said: "Yes, I am Liu Feng with big ears. King Zhang, I wonder if you are calling me, why do you want me?"
I burped several times during the sleepless night.
I just ate too hard and swallowed it all without much chewing. At this moment, my esophagus and stomach contracted violently, and I vomited suddenly, spitting out some.
He quickly shut his mouth tightly and swallowed back the food that had been regurgitated.
He couldn't bear it, he couldn't bear it! I ate it this time, but I don’t know when I will eat it next time.
"Ha..." He let out a long breath, and there was a choking taste of stomach acid in his mouth, "Liu Feng, is this a prison cell or hell?"
Liu Feng smiled slightly and said: "Hell is not so scary. This is a prison cell. It was originally a Changsha dungeon, but Jin Yiwei came and borrowed it temporarily, so it can also be regarded as Jin Yiwei's prison."
Ye Wumian nodded and said: "Yes, as I guessed, hell is much better. This is the Jinyi Prison."
Maybe the few bites of food he ate gave him some energy, and he was finally able to think about a few questions normally and say a few words.
He turned his head left and right and basically saw the surrounding furnishings clearly.
This is a medium-sized cell. Apart from hay and excrement, the sour smelly water on the ground, the occasional bedbug crawling across, and the occasional rat slithering by, the only person left in the cell is himself.
He was detained in the center of the cell, his hands were strongly held by two iron ropes hanging from the top of the cell, and his feet were locked tightly to the ground.
The slightest movement caused a ruckus, causing the jailer, prisoner and other officials to come to check.
About ten steps directly opposite is the cell door. There may be dim lights outside the cell door. The light is reflected, and you can see a little bit about the current situation and the people who come to visit.
Ye Wumian looked at Liu Feng closely and suddenly said: "Liu Feng is trying a hundred households. If I say that I am not a big fan, will you let me out?"
Liu Feng obviously didn't expect him to say that. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "What do you think?"
Ye Wumian showed an expected but desperate expression on his face, shook his head, nodded again, and said, "Yeah. No."
Liu Feng turned around and was about to walk out when he suddenly remembered something and turned around and said, "To be honest, there was someone who questioned your identity two days ago."
Liu Feng showed a look of recollection on his face and said: "That person is an interesting old friend of mine. He is a Jinyiwei who always has seven points of strength, but he only uses three points, leaving four points for himself to sleep at night. Turn over. But he only turned over when sleeping. He never thought about turning over in other ways. He calls himself a salted fish, so what kind of turning over does a salted fish turn over..."
The sleepless night's attention was completely attracted by his description, and he looked like he was thinking about it.
Liu Feng laughed at himself and said, "Haha, why am I telling you this?"
After thinking for a while, he continued: "After hearing the details of your arrest, my old friend shook his head and said: 'Zhang Daqiu is just a Shuntong master. I have never heard of when he reached the reverse channel realm. Even if he is new It is absolutely impossible for Jin Nitong to gain the upper hand against Liu Feng, a big-eared Liu Feng who has been Nitong for a long time. This is the first point of doubt. Zhang Daqiu is also known as Zhang Daqiu, who is good at palm skills and has poison in his internal strength. But this person , but he uses a sword, his sword skills are outstanding, and his palm skills are useless. This is the second doubt.'"
Ye Wumian listened quietly, and his heart gradually became turbulent.
It turns out that among the Jinyi Guards, there are actually people who understand and can question his identity.
Could this person be Brother Zhou Xian?
Thinking of Zhou Xian, Ye Wumian's heart felt hot, and he thought to himself: "But I don't know how Brother Zhou Xian is doing now. When the Jin Yiwei came to Black Elk Peak that night, he didn't seem to be among them. It would be great if he was among them, and I could pass. If you recognize him at a glance, you will be able to see through Jin Yiwei's plot, and if you find a reason to escape, you won't be in jail today."
The memories finally came back like a tide, and I couldn't sleep at night recalling many things that happened that night, thinking about everything.
Liu Feng looked at his thoughtful look and said with a smile: "What my old friend said makes sense, doesn't it?"
Ye Wumian nodded and said nothing.
"Hmph!" Liu Feng suddenly snorted coldly.
"It makes sense, but it doesn't make sense."
Liu Feng's tone gradually turned cold, "Two hundred members of the Nanjing Jinyi Guards have traveled thousands of miles to handle the case, and hundreds of officers and soldiers in Changsha City are fighting together. The thirty heavenly soldiers who guard the emperor from the Shuntian Prefecture Shenji Camp, the Three Thousand Camps, and the Five Military Camps were originally there. Ying Tianfu is on official business and was temporarily transferred here, specifically to capture you.
We conceived, planned, sketched, and brainstormed for nearly a month before we came up with the plan. It can be said to be a foolproof and a dragnet! Now Zhou Xian told me that the claim that the big ball was true was false! "
