“Go in.” Granny Bizhu sighed inexplicably, and then said.
Jiang Wang was very doubtful that after he entered, if Granny Bizhu had evil intentions and closed the stone door, he would still have a chance to rush out. But Granny Bizhu had no reason to harm him at this time.
He is an upright Diaohailou, and the State of Qi is his security.
So he walked down the corridor first.
After walking in, I realized that the corridor was not cramped and was much wider than what I felt from the outside.
When standing outside, due to the limitations of the entrance, and probably some of the formation reasons, we can't see it very clearly. This corridor is actually at least as wide as four carriages side by side, and at least three feet high.
Orbs the size of grapes were spread out on the walls on both sides of the corridor in a mysterious arrangement. They were vaguely like some kind of pattern. But they were too spread out and too far away, so they couldn't be realized in the mind for a while.
The worrying thing did not happen. Grandma Bizhu followed her into the corridor with a dragon-headed crutch.
The stone door behind him did slowly rise again, but with the elders of Diaohai Tower beside him, there was nothing to worry about.
Before walking deeper, Jiang Wang looked back. There was only a gap left at the entrance, letting in the skylight outside the prison, and it was quickly sealed by the completely fallen stone door.
It gives people an inexplicable feeling of depression, as if some hope has been extinguished.
“Is this stone gate just strong and heavy? It doesn’t seem to be able to stop a strong person.” Jiang Wang asked casually.
"Of course it's more than that." Granny Bizhu seemed to sense his uneasiness, and her words were very kind: "If I hadn't been the one who moved the door just now, the formation would have been activated."
Jiang Wang did not ask sensibly what the formation patterns were, he just stopped and waited, and walked side by side with Granny Bizhu.
After walking a few steps, Granny Bizhu suddenly warned: "If someone talks to you later, just deal with it and don't offend them at will."
This serious attitude is really a bit unnerving.
“Who could they be?” Jiang Wang asked.
“Prisoner.” Granny Bizhu only said these two words and refused to say any more.
Her old figure continued to go inside without stopping.
Jiang Wang had no choice but to follow and walk inside.
The corridor is very long, and it goes down further and further. Judging from the distance, it should have reached the bottom of the sea and is still going down.
At the end of the long corridor, there is another heavy stone door. There is still no one guarding the door.
Jiang Wang traced the pattern of the orbs on both sides of the corridor that he had just walked along, and suddenly realized... that was a dragon!
On both sides of the corridor, two dragons are outlined with orbs!
Shuanglong Prison Prison?
Diao Hailou really likes to abuse dragons? Make dragon coins? Build keel boats, and use dragons to make prison wall pictures. The fastest update mobile version::
It seems that all parties are deliberately echoing the legend of their founding ancestor "who fishes for dragons from the end of the world alone".
There was no need to push the door open this time. Grandma Bizhu directly held the door knocker on the stone door. She knocked lightly twice and let it go.
Jiang Wang suddenly felt that he was being stared at by some kind of cold gaze. That kind of gaze was like an insect, burrowing into a person's body. It made people very uncomfortable.
Fortunately, the "observation" ended soon.
Not long after, the stone door was opened from the inside.
Standing behind the door, the person who had just opened the door for them was a drunkard in shabby clothes. He had hair as messy as a chicken coop and walked in without looking back.
It seemed like he didn't care what Jiang Wang and the others were doing here.
Grandma Bizhu didn’t speak. Jiang Wang didn’t say anything either.
Not far behind the stone gate, there is a dirty table with dominoes randomly placed on it.
There are three other people, sitting awkwardly in three positions on the table. Two of them are shirtless, each exposing their chest hair and fat. The clothed one is rubbing his feet with one hand.
In short, each one is more shabby than the other? The wine jar is swaying under their feet.
They were apparently playing Pai Gow while drinking.
These people should be the jailers that Granny Bizhu mentioned. They are completely different from what Jiang Wang imagined. Can Granny Bizhu give serious warnings? They are definitely dangerous people. At least they should have a cold face and murderous intent?
The image is considered similar.
Unexpectedly, they looked like a group of confused homeless people.
But Jiang Wang then thought about it? Maybe it’s because they can only eat and wait to die here, with no other way out? That’s why it’s particularly dangerous, right?
Jiwotou, who opened the door for Granny Bizhu, walked straight to the empty seat, burped, and cursed: "Whoever dares to change my cards, I will do it to him!"
Ten steps behind the table is a cast-iron fence. There is only one gate on the fence, which is already open.
Through the gap in the fence, you can see that there is another long corridor behind the fence, but this time, there are no longer walls on both sides of the corridor, but prison cells.
Some prison cells have people in them, some do not. But they are all quiet.
“Fuck your mother!” the jailer who was picking his feet across from the chicken coop cursed: “What can you exchange for your broken cards?”
Jiwotou slapped the table: "You really saw my cards!"
He mixed the dominoes on the table together with his hands: "You cheated! This game doesn't count!"
"Dry!"
The foot-picking jailer cursed, but he obviously accepted his punishment and did not stop Jiwotou from reshuffling the cards.
Bizhu's mother-in-law did not say hello to them, but walked behind the iron gate. Jiang Wang also followed silently.
"Hey!" While the chicken coop was shuffling the cards, the jailer who picked at his feet looked at Jiang Wang sideways and said, "I've never seen this before, where did it come from?"
Jiang Wang thought about Grandma Bizhu's warning and replied: "Linzi."
“Oh, Qi people!”
His words did not have any likes or dislikes. They were just repeating information. After saying this, he continued to pick at his feet.
However, the Jiwotou jailer who had already shuffled the cards and was counting them suddenly stopped and rubbed his messy hair.
Turning around, he looked at Jiang Wang curiously: "Since you are from Qi, why don't you tell us how Bi Yuanjie died?"
The other three jailers also cast their gazes over, which instantly made people feel a little stressed.
“Bi Yuanjie?” Jiang Wang frowned. He had never heard of this name.
“He was also the jailer here, but he escaped.” Granny Bizhu’s voice explained from the front: “Later, he joined Hell Wumen and was one of the Yamas. He seemed to be...King Bian Cheng.”
There is no gate to hell. King Bian Cheng is the jailer of the sea prison!
Every Yama is a top-notch warrior in the outer building. In other words, the four slovenly guys pushing Pai Gow in front of me should also be at this level.
Four top Wailou guards serve as jailers! Including Bi Yuanjie before escaping, that’s five!
The guarding power of this Qihai Prison is truly the strongest Jiang Wang knows.
Wrong...
Jiang Wang suddenly thought again, since Bi Yuanjie was the jailer, why did he "escape"?
It has always been the prisoners who escape from prison. I have never heard of guards escaping from prison as well.
Unless the jailers here cannot leave on their own. They are also subject to certain restrictions...
With these questions in mind, Jiang Wang replied honestly: "It seems that the leader of the watchmen was pinched to death in Linhai County."
The four jailers who were taking the cards looked at each other for a while, with expressions that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and looking like crying but not crying.
Finally, he continued to take cards, and no one looked at Jiang Wang again.
This chapter has been completed!