Chixiang Prison is originally a place of exile for serious criminals, a hell on earth, but the prisoners who actually enter it know that there is a more terrifying place in this hell, the death row! Chixiang Prison is the gathering place for the most dangerous people, and it is the most capable place.
A place where the natural law of "survival of the fittest" is implemented.
The leaders of the various departments in the Iron Prison are called the head of the family, the leaders of the various departments in the Women's Prison are called Dutou, and the leaders of the Death Prison... are the gravekeepers!
A name that sounds heart-stopping, an evil noun washed out with blood!
Gravekeepers! As their name suggests, outsiders fear them and the entire death row.
But today, Di Cheng and others entered the death row because of their mission, entering this place that is a nightmare in the hearts of everyone in Chixiang.
However, this thing that should have been despairing took on another meaning when it came to Di Cheng and the others.
Amid anticipation and tension, the iron door of the death row creaked open. Di Cheng, with his eyes firmly fixed, was the first to step forward, followed closely by the others.
After passing through the thick wall, there is a high wall in front of you that is completely similar to the one behind you, with a five-meter-wide passage in the middle.
Another two-layer iron door, with double protection inside and outside!
In the corridor, the soldiers who had been waiting for a long time fastened the chains and hinges on them one after another. This was a rule, a rule that everyone must abide by. Both Di Cheng and Gao Sen were surprisingly cooperative, looking straight ahead, tightly
Keep an eye on the red iron door.
After the crunch preparations were completed, the iron door opened! A fishy smell that could be described as light or heavy hit the face, mixed with the smell of blood, feces, and a unique smell of rotting corpses.
Di Cheng and the others all frowned, especially Ye Wantong, who loved cleanliness. The environment inside might be worse than imagined.
The little hamster that had been hiding for a long time also started to panic, crawling uneasily in Di Cheng's hair.
Passing through the thick iron gates one after another, the long-awaited panorama of the Death Prison was finally revealed to everyone. There was no compound, no earthen houses, and the layout was completely different from that of the Iron Prison.
What appeared before everyone's eyes was... a cemetery!
One after another, dirt bags without tombstones were piled up in the vast compound, some were large and some were small, some were new and some were old, and some had a few pale bones exposed, adding an eerie feeling to the already foul-smelling air.
A large number of prisoners, whose hands and feet were in chains, were piled together. They were either sleeping with their heads down, or in a daze, and no one made a sound.
However, after careful inspection, it can be seen that these cemeteries and the areas where prisoners live are roughly divided into seven areas. The prisoners on the outermost edge of each area are concentrated and look at the adjacent areas vigilantly, as if they are on guard for something.
It seemed as if he wanted to pounce on him immediately.
Regarding the arrival of Di Cheng and others, almost no one paid attention to them. They still "abide by their duties", either sleeping or vigilant, and doing what they should do.
Di Cheng and the others did not have time to "greet" these prisoners, and their attention was quickly attracted by the objects towering in various areas.
coffin??!!
There are actually a large number of tall coffins standing in the vast cemetery that is already chilling!
There are a total of eighteen coffins in total, scattered in different areas and placed in different postures, some lying down and some standing up. Each coffin is three meters long and half a meter wide. Perhaps because of its age, the coffins have become
It began to crack, with holes appearing in some places, and the red paint had already peeled off, leaving only mottled red patches.
In addition to these coffins, there are nearly thirty wooden crosses standing on the edge of the cemetery. They are dripping with blood and covered with broken bones. Some of them have half-dead people hanging on them, just like dried fish.
The scene in front of me is like a doomsday scroll, desolate, depressed, gloomy and terrifying.
"Is this the death row?" Yang Jing's eyes slowly swept across the audience. The bellicose man was not intimidated by the scene in front of him. Instead, he was excited. At this moment, he was even more eager to find the so-called "gravekeeper".
Figure. But although I could sense a dozen prisoners in the crowd whose auras were not much weaker than those of Zhang Xiaoyan and other family heads, I didn't find any aura that was particularly scary.
"Where's Diao Zun? I haven't found him anywhere." Di Cheng also noticed this phenomenon. Aren't there many scary gravekeepers? How come there aren't any? Even the Diao Zun he saw that day disappeared without a trace.
Could it be...
My heart skipped a beat and my eyes quickly turned to the scattered coffins. Could it be that the gravekeepers lived in them?
They live in coffins?!
A chill couldn't help but come from the bottom of my heart. Ordinary people would scream when they saw the coffin, but they actually...
Isn't it seven? How come there are eighteen here, and with the strength of a few of them, it is natural to feel that there are people among them, and they are living people.
"You guessed it right, the gravekeeper does live in the coffin." Ye Wantong walked up, her charming face full of vigilance. Even though she was the head of the female prison, she was very powerful, but she was in such a terrifying place.
The powerless territory still made her dare not relax at all. "There is no house here, no bed, only the land is the tomb, and the only place that is relatively comfortable is the coffin. And living in the coffin is like treating yourself as a dead person, which is no longer the case."
Regardless of other things, the name Gravekeeper comes from here."
"Why are there eighteen coffins?" Yang Jing asked.
"Not all the seven gravekeepers of the Death Prison are strong combatants. Just like Nine-Headed Monk Xue Ying, in terms of combat power alone, he can barely reach the level of a guard of the head of the Iron Prison Family. It is he who truly achieves his supreme prestige.
The three super thugs under his command. In addition, there are people in the death row who are slightly weaker than the gravekeepers, but still extremely powerful. Therefore, the prison provides eighteen coffins to the death row, and the eighteen strongest ones are selected to live in them.
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"Nine-headed monk, Xue Ying!" Di Cheng, Yang Jing, Gao Sen and You Ling narrowed their eyes at the same time.
As expected, this guy is on death row and one of the gravekeepers! Hey, this is interesting.
"What do these crosses mean?" Gao Sen pushed up his eyes on the bridge of his nose and looked at the desperate people above with interest.
"This is a punishment frame, a torture tool used by gravekeepers to enforce family laws. Those who offend them or commit crimes are often gagged and tied to it, and die little by little in the sun, wind and rain."
"Death in the sun?? These gravekeepers are quite creative." Gao Sen chuckled softly, as if his friends were talking about family matters, rather than discussing cruel criminal laws!
"Actually, the most cruel ones are the senior management of Chixiang. Without them, where would there be so many crosses?" Ye Wantong sneered, his eyes full of resentment. After living in Chixiang Prison for so many years, the prison is cruel and even called cruel.
The management style is clearly seen by her.
Are these prisoners bloody and cruel in nature? Maybe some people are like this, but they are not the vast majority. But it is the management method of Chixiang Prison that has created this prison full of terrifying beasts.
"What are you doing hiding in the coffin in broad daylight? Do you really think of yourself as a dead person?" Yang Jing rubbed his hands, and his smile gradually showed a fanatical look. "Brother Cheng, do you want me to wake them up? Let's
How can you come all the way and not be greeted by anyone?"
Dahan scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Is there anything to eat in the coffin? I'm hungry again."
Di Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly. To be honest, he also had the urge to fight with the gravekeeper, but after all, he had a mission and could not cause trouble casually. Moreover, this large cemetery and the prisoners in it were obviously divided into their respective spheres of influence.
, like a pack of evil wolves, if you get involved easily, you are guaranteed to fall into a tight siege. Although Gao Sen and You Ling agreed to cooperate on a temporary basis, Di Cheng would not be naive enough to regard each other as a true comrade-in-arms.
Ye Wantong also said just now that Jiutou Monk has three super thugs under his command. Di Cheng has no idea about "super thugs", but since he can put his master in the position of gravekeeper, his strength is definitely good.
Shaking his head slightly, Di Cheng said: "Observe and observe first. When the gravekeeper appears and Xue Ying leaves the coffin, we will discuss and determine the countermeasures. You two, what are my suggestions?"
"Reasonable." You Ling responded simply, her narrow eyes still scanning the coffins through her hair.
But when Di Cheng looked at Gao Sen and wanted to hear his opinion, Gao Sen suddenly let out a sigh and fixed his eyes on the corner next to him. There was a child holding a stuffed doll and looking at them with a smile. However...
The little face that was white and rosy was sickly pale, with traces of dried blood on the clothes, and there was obviously resentment and coldness in the empty eyes.
"Ya Ya? You are injured!" Di Cheng lost his voice in surprise, a solemn look flashed in his eyes.
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