It was late at night, and the palace was so dark that it was still as stable as Mount Tai in the prison.
Except for more than a dozen prisoners who kept patrolling and strengthened their vigilance, the rest were piled up in the torture room, surrounded by square tables, and were crowded.
Cao Bin was used to drinking and drinking, and was not at ease in prison. He couldn't sleep anyway, so he simply called the jailers to come over and gamble.
He was very lucky and won fifty taels soon, and his eyes were red with excitement.
The prisoners were also very interested and took turns to go, but no one could stop Cao Bin from killing all directions.
Winning red eyes, Xiao Cao thought it was the God of Wealth worshipped by the family. Before the market opened, he would fold his hands together and bow around, chanting the blessing of the God of Wealth.
However, in Zhang Wu's eyes, all this gambling was-
Human relationships and worldly ways.
Not to mention the old gambling stick like Yang San who has been idle in prison and loves to study gambling skills. Cheng Gou, who just plays with short knife, has learned to cut into pieces, relying on the power of his fingers.
Isn’t it easy to control the points of three dice?
However, he also lost three taels of silver.
Zhang Wu thought for a while, but he still didn't play.
Everyone in the prison knew that he never gambled and possessed magical skills. It was very easy to come up with a thousand things. Isn’t it deliberate to suddenly lose to Cao Bin?
"Don't destroy everyone's atmosphere."
Zhang Wu quietly retreated to the end of the crowd and quietly left the torture room.
He did not patrol the prison, but walked straight to the No. 200 prison at the end of the severe punishment area.
Next door is Zhaozhuo. The aisle at the door is guarded by the tutoring lieutenant. However, at night, the passage will be closed and the heavy stone door will be closed.
The prison guards of the Tianzhuo almost never came here to patrol, so as not to feel disgusted when they saw the people in the Fushu Division.
From Prison No. 190 to Prison No. 200, there are ten prison rooms, and prisoners are never occupied. All kinds of debris are piled up in it, used as warehouses and not locked.
There is a saying that it is dark under the lamp. People from the Fufu Department look at the No. 200 prison room all day long, but no one will go in and fiddle with the smelly debris inside.
Zhang Wu walked into the cell, moved the rotten wooden bed more than two meters high in the corner, and placed a thick stone slab for sealing the toilet at the bottom. He pulled it to the side, revealing a large dark hole.
A long time ago, he had thought about various plans for responding to crises.
There may be poisonous smoke at home, which will suffocate you to death on the bed, so Zhang Wu dug the earthen kang and created an authentic tunnel to lead to the outside world.
The same is true in the prison.
The prison is not airtight, and only the official supervisor has a small ventilation window. If the person who attacks the Heavenly Prison blows poisonous smoke in, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you will be killed in the prison.
Zhang Wu started to build an authentic tunnel and leave a way out.
In the past few years, several tomb robbers who were proficient in the ground escape skills came to prison. They were not good at digging people's ancestral graves. They were all treated as tool people and were quietly transferred to the cell at the end of the heavy punishment area. They were delicious and delicious during the day.
Then, I got it over to dig the tunnel at night.
Zhang Wu is not afraid that they are not stern.
Even if the other prisoners know, they will only laugh at Wu Ge'er being too cautious and then enjoy this life-saving passage.
As for the prisoners who leaked their secrets, it is difficult to see the sun the next day.
"cough--"
Zhang Wu coughed hard towards the cave. Soon, a middle-aged prisoner with sting eyes crawled out of the cave and said flatteringly:
"Sir, the tunnel has been dug through and goes straight to the outside of the Heavenly Prison."
"Very good, why don't you take the opportunity to run away?"
Zhang Wu asked with a smile.
The prisoner said with a smirk:
"There are killing outside, and I still think it's safer in prison..."
Obviously, the prisoner ran out to see it, and was forced back again.
Zhang Wu asked:
“How is the situation outside?”
"I don't know where another group of people came from. There were about four or five thousand people, each of them were masters who surrounded the main gate of the palace to death, but they only surrounded him but did not attack, as if they were waiting for someone."
"Just siege but not attack? Wait for others?"
Zhang Wu was stunned for a moment, a little confused.
The prisoner continued:
"Looking at their outfits, there are many people in the south and there are also masters of barbarians."
"Southern?"
Zhang Wu's expression changed slightly.
Liu Qing!
Even if he didn't come in person, this group of people was definitely his subordinates.
As for waiting for others, of course, we are waiting for the fourth prince.
The chief minister's men have already entered the palace, and his goal is to kill the fourth crown prince.
Even if Liu Qing knew that this capital was a trap, he had to find a way to protect his own son.
"I don't know if this guy is in the team."
Zhang Wu's eyes flashed with strong murderous intent.
An opportunity is once a lifetime.
He and Liu Qing have no room for relief. Whether he bought his death, the secret of the letter, or the fact that he was preparing to expose the "bloody recognition of his relatives" in the future, he will be regarded as a thorn in his side.
Since you are destined to live to the death, it is better to start first.
Gou is not cowardly.
Take action when it’s time to take action!
Otherwise, what is the use of practicing this magical skill?
Zhang Wu ordered coldly:
"You go out and find out the news and see who the group is leading the team. I figured it out. As long as I stay in prison for one day, I will keep you delicious food and drink for one day."
"ah?"
The prisoner was shocked, wasn't he going to die?
However, Zhang Wu's cold eyes made him understand that if he didn't go, he would die now!
"Sir, I'll go back."
The prisoner got into the tunnel and quickly crawled out.
Zhang Wu left Prison No. 200, came to No. 199 next door, and moved a large pile of rusty iron railings standing in the corner, revealing large dusty boxes in the corner.
Unboxing.
A black night clothes.
More than twenty poison bottles.
A Western Regional scimitar with iron-cutting like mud.
A black crossbow worth three thousand taels of silver has ten arrows, and the arrows are shining with green light.
Zhang Wu took off his prison uniform, changed into a night clothes, put on a hood and a mask, and only his eyes were exposed.
When he changed his whole body equipment, his appearance under the mask had changed drastically. He used bone shrinkage skills to become mean middle-aged man, and his figure became thin and tall.
Back to Prison No. 200, he went down to the tunnel, moved the slab back to block the hole, and Zhang Wu sneaked straight outward.
At the end of the tunnel is the corner of the back wall of the Tianzhuo high wall, a dead end.
The exit above the head is a large bluestone slab, which can be moved away.
Zhang Wu did not go out rashly, but squatted in a tunnel five meters away from the exit, slapped a crossbow arrow, aimed at the exit, and waited quietly.
To avoid someone waiting for me to be on it.
You lifted the stone slab and cut your head down with one knife.
Not long after, the bluestone slab moved away, and the prisoner gasped and went down into the tunnel. Seeing Zhang Wu's outfit, he was stunned.
Seeing him aiming at him with a crossbow arrow, his soul was even more evident.
Zhang Wu asked calmly:
"Did you figure out who the leader is?"
"Sir Hui, the leader is the Northwest Poison King, Yang Cang."
"Yang Cang?"
Zhang Wu frowned.
In the past two years, Liu Qing has been at its peak, and the name Yang Cang has become famous all over the world.
Not only was he erased his identity as a wanted criminal in the court, he also transformed himself into a general in the Southern Expedition Army, and he was Liu Qing's right-hand man.
A few years ago, Zhang Wu and Ma Liu let him go.
I didn't expect this guy to remember to eat or beat him.
More than a year ago, Zhang Wu deliberately used his skills and left a row of big handprints on the cliff. It was not that he had no brains, but that he found that there were many people with ulterior motives around him and wanted to secretly attack him.
He has always suspected that it has something to do with Yang Cang, but there is no good way to deal with it.
After all, the enemy is in the dark, you are in the light.
Finally, I decided to show my skills and warn me.
Only then did the group of people retreated when they realized the difficulties.
Now that Yang Cang has brought people back to the capital, Zhang Wu must settle the matter with him.
Since you can't kill Liu Qing, then kill him first!
"Okay, go back to the cell."
Zhang Wu waved his hand, moved out of the passage, and signaled the prisoner to come over.
"Sir Xie."
The prisoner ran away quickly and passed by Zhang Wu.
"Swoosh--"
"puff!"
A blood suddenly appeared, and the prisoner was shot by a crossbow and pressed his back against his chest.
"Sir, you...you didn't say..."
The prisoner turned around in disbelief and his eyes widened.
A slightly sharp middle-aged man's voice spit out from someone's mouth:
"The one who promised you was Zhang Wu, and I was Ma Wu."