Just when Ren Qing was about to speak to confirm the situation, a wooden door suddenly appeared on the rockery and was slowly opening.
From the crack in the door, you can vaguely see the ink-like darkness, as if there are ghosts and monsters hidden there.
Everyone's faces were a little solemn, but Song Zongwu's expression seemed more playful, and his six blood-red eyes glowed slightly.
After the wooden door was completely opened, the darkness inside the door seemed to eat up the surroundings, and even Ren Qing could not see clearly.
Song Zongwu said in a low voice: "You can enter."
Ren Qing frowned, feeling that there was something underworld in the Prison Hall.
Why is Select Reserve placed here?
There was a warning in Song Zong's eyes, and Ren Qing stepped straight into the wooden door.
The suffocating darkness immediately swallowed up Ren Qing, and even gave him a feeling that was far more dead than when he was imagining the Invisible Method.
The other monks hesitated for a moment and followed one after another. They had no role in the gang, so they might as well make a career.
Zhang Qiuxian did not stop the snake boy, who vomited scarlet nervously and also entered the endless darkness.
As the wooden door slowly closed, the entire door suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.
Song Zong didn't wait for the guards to notice the strangeness, so they turned around and left.
in the dark.
Ren Qing quickly lost his way, and it was useless no matter how he used his double pupils.
However, he did not panic too much. After all, the reserve force was the way for the guards to recruit people, and it could not be so difficult that it would lead to a narrow escape from death.
Ren Qing didn't feel any movement around him, maybe he was trapped in some kind of magic.
He calmed down and stretched out his hands to explore the surroundings.
Although there is still no gain, at least it is certain that he is no longer in the Yamen. This method should be the reason why the Jailer Hall can be preserved for a long time.
Ren Qing couldn't help but take a step, and various falling images appeared in his mind, making his movements hesitant.
However, it only took him a few breaths to adjust. After taking a few consecutive steps, it was clear that the fear was only due to the darkness.
Ren Qing's pace gradually quickened, and at the same time, he used the Da Miao knife as a guide stick and gradually groped his way into the darkness.
After a moment, he suddenly paused.
According to the touch from the Damiao knife, there is probably a pothole in front of him. I don't know if it is an illusion caused by the darkness.
Ren Qing was not fooled, and even secretly guessed that the Prison Hall was just a test of one's character. As long as he was concerned about fear...
Ren Qing stepped forward without hesitation, and then his expression changed drastically.
The weightless body fell downwards. From the strong wind blowing in the face, one could tell that the falling speed was extremely fast. It was definitely not an illusion caused by magic.
Ren Qing tried hard to adjust his posture, but he still fell to the ground, and the bones in his body made an overwhelming sound.
Blood flowed down the bridge of his nose, and his head felt dizzy.
Ren Qing quickly used the ability of the skin refiner to transfer the injury to his thigh, and the dizziness was relieved a lot, at least it no longer affected his thinking.
Then he got up and looked around.
What caught his eye was a prison cell, and Ren Qing was the prisoner in it.
But the strange thing is that the three walls of the cell are dark red, with dark brown spots on the surface.
Like a corpse that gradually decays after death, spots appear on the surface.
Ren Qing looked up and saw that there were no holes in the wall at the top, indicating that he had gotten here through magic.
The railing used as a seal was also a bit creepy, and turned out to be pale white, like a blood vessel that had lost its blood flow.
"What the hell is this place?"
Ren Qing's expression was a little confused. Could this be the so-called Jailer's Hall? Why did it feel like he was inside the body of a giant corpse.
There was something strange in my heart, as if there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
He looked outside the railings and could see countless cells on both sides of the corridor through the blue candles hanging on the walls.
There should be nothing in the cell, and I don’t know where the other monks are being held.
Ren Qing wanted to open the vein-shaped railing, but using his bare hands had no effect.
He immediately squatted down with his legs and grabbed the handle of the Damiao knife with his right hand.
Clang! ! !
There was a clear sound of being unsheathed, and the blade turned into cold light and struck the blood vessel railing, but not even a shallow scar was left.
After hesitating for a moment, he did not choose to transform into a werewolf. Who knew what he was doing here would be known to the jailer.
Ren Qing took a long breath.
Since they are selected for reserve duty, they cannot be locked up here for a long time.
He sat cross-legged on the ground and waited, and something strange happened after a moment.
Pure black blood like pulp flowed through the blood vessel railings, and the wall immediately came to life and gradually began to squirm.
Then Ren Qing discovered that the wall he was facing collapsed, and the outline of a human figure appeared vaguely.
The figure inside the wall seems to want to come out, so his expression is extremely ferocious.
The blood flow took about ten minutes, and each time the figure would escape a little from the wall, and soon most of his body was exposed.
Ren Qing can tell from the appearance of the figure.
Although it has begun to take on a human form, it is more like an ape, with hair all over its body and long and narrow arms that can touch its knees.
Ren Qing held the knife in both hands and stared at the figure, ready to take action at any time.
Just when he was highly focused, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and his pupils suddenly dilated.
flesh?
prison?
Gluttonous method? ! !
Ren Qing quickly touched the wall with his palm, and then took the initiative to call out the information flow.
【? ? ? 】
[Age: 843]
[Shouyuan: two hundred and thirty-five years]
[Skill: Taotie Method (Abi Hell)? ? ? 】
【? ? ? 】
[The Taotie Technique is engraved on the stomach of the alien beast Taotie, and was obtained by the Taotie Taoist Master of Wine and Meat. To practice this technique, you need to eat a lot until the stomach expands to more than six times, then you can practice it. 】
[Abi Hell was promoted from the Eternal Prison]
This jailer who mastered the Taotie method had at least reached the Yangshen realm, so he could live for hundreds of years without dying.
Ren Qing swallowed.
When he realized that he was in the jailer's belly, his scalp was really numb and he wanted to escape immediately.
However, Ren Qing could quickly see signs of blood from the decay of the flesh and blood prison.
The jailer who has mastered the Taotie method may be on the verge of death, or even in a vegetative state for hundreds of years.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to show corpse spots, and the blood vessels flow every ten minutes, which should correspond to the heart rate of the patient.
Of course it's just Ren Qing's guess. If you want to know the exact answer, you can find out by becoming a guard reserve.
If this place is really where the Jailer's Hall is located, then the area must be larger than imagined, and it can even be used to accommodate strange objects.
Ren Qing also didn't expect that a person with a side stomach would be promoted to the Yang Shen realm to such an extent.
Even the prison in the belly of the ghost realm should be enough space to accommodate ordinary people. It is indeed very tempting.
blood flow.
The figure was about to escape from the trap, and Ren Qing could already detect the slightest hint of murderous intent, and the twisted face was almost in front of him.
But what concerned him most was the strange patterns on the figure's skin.
