Liu Shiba then lit another cigarette and took a few deep puffs. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he whispered:
"You came in and didn't plan to go out? How are we going to get out? What are your plans?
If you go out, will they arrest you again?"
Lu Xiaolin smiled mysteriously and said:
"There is an unwritten rule in the black prison. As long as the detainees in the black prison successfully escape from this underground prison, the Chinese authorities will never arrest you again..."
"Why?"
Liu Shiba wondered.
"Because the one who can escape from here is not a human, but a god..."
Lu Xiaolin's eyes flashed sharply, and then he added:
"It's impossible to escape from here. Can you break through thousands of meters of rock to escape?
There is no underground river here, and there are no other roads. The only access is an inclined transport elevator.
After getting on the elevator, there is a thirty-inch-thick steel gate, and a regiment of elite Chinese soldiers is stationed outside the gate.
Even if you bypass this group of soldiers, it's useless, because there is an elevator in front, and there is a layer of steel gates above it, and so on. There are at least three such layers of defense. How do you get out?"
Liu Shiba listened to Lu Xiaolin's explanation calmly, his eyes flashed, and he said strangely:
"Then how do you know what's behind those three doors?"
Lu Xiaolin smiled triumphantly and said mysteriously:
"It took me thirty years to find out bit by bit. I had to go out of the cell every night, wander around outside, and then come back to the cell to sleep."
"Really? How do you bypass all that surveillance and stuff?"
Liu Shiba felt it was incredible.
Lu Xiaolin said strangely:
"This is what I don't understand. This place is heavily guarded but there is no monitoring facility.
It seems that in this underground hell, electronic products are useless at all, and there is an invisible radiation or radio wave affecting this place..."
Liu Shiba frowned, stared at Lu Xiaolin, and said tangledly:
"Tell me how you hid it from everyone in this black prison? And the soldiers and guards on duty outside?"
"Quack, quack! This is easy, little master, take a closer look at what's in my ear holes?"
Lu Xiaolin chuckled triumphantly.
When Liu Shiba heard this, he turned his head curiously and almost jumped up in fright. He saw a golden insect?
A golden insect that looks like a silkworm?
"What's this?"
Liu Shiba swallowed hard.
"This is a Gu worm, and it is also a native mother worm. I spent thirty years in this dark prison secretly cultivating more than 3,000 daughter worms."
Lu Xiaolin proudly promoted his achievements.
"What's the use of worms? What about worms?"
Liu Shiba's eyes widened and he had goosebumps all over his body.
"Of the three thousand Gu worms, I released more than two thousand, and I kept more than a thousand in my body.
So, I know that there are a total of 2,095 soldiers, prisoners, and scientific researchers in this black prison!
Every one of them has been poisoned by his subordinates. Whenever he wants them to sleep and take a nap, he has to fall asleep even if he is standing. He has no idea what happened in the meantime."
Lu Xiaolin explained with a gloomy smile.
Liu Shiba sighed and said strangely:
"So, you are the weirdest and second-ranked Gu sect descendant among the Three Five Elements?"
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At this time, the iron gate of the outdoor exercise area behind the cell has been opened, and most of the detainees are wandering around the area, euphemistically called taking a walk.
There were three scattered people sitting on the floor of the cell, including the second master Kisugi Masao and the elder Wu Shixun who were reading newspapers, plus Liu Shiba.
Liu Shiba, with a gloomy face, sat alone on the bunk, silently smoking the loudspeaker carefully crafted for him by the wretched man Lu Xiaolin.
In fact, Liu Shiba didn't know that his young and fragile heart was slowly changing and being corroded, and the pure and kind young man he used to be was slowly disappearing.
People are on the floor, but Liu Shiba’s ears are not deaf!
Inadvertently, he heard six or seven people in the parade ground talking in low voices, and a black line appeared on his forehead:
"Hey! Lao Zhou, tell me, how did you steal the national reserve treasury? How did you get in?"
"Hey! I'm not bragging, I got in from a place no one else would think of, the sewer!
It really stinks inside. Why are the sewers in our country so small? They flood when it rains. Fortunately, I prepared diving equipment and a small oxygen bottle in advance..."
"Um, let me tell you, that little girl named Xiaohua that I made outside was really exciting. Her figure, her skin, wow, I'm really speechless..."
"This happened many years ago. Isn't Xiaohua a fifty-year-old aunt now?"
"Give me the cigarette, do you want to give it to me? If not, I will kill you..."
"Fan Heping, I remember you are a monk. Why did you kill so many people?"
"Monks are compassionate, I am not as good as hell, who will go to hell..."
"That's right, so you were imprisoned in the dark prison. This is hell..."
Among these old guys who exchange various experiences, the most diligent one is Muyuzhou, who tirelessly shows off his fake history and his cheating perpetual motion machine...
………………
With his head down, Liu Shiba quietly listened to those old guys talking and communicating with each other. His outlook and cognition were gradually declining!
He didn't understand, what happened to these people? Don't they know what they are doing?
How do you describe this when you don't repent and don't talk about it, but on the contrary, you still teach each other about your criminal experience?
cross infection……
Yes, it is cross-infection. Those who steal learn to rob; those who rob learn to cheat; liars learn to seduce women; those who seduce women learn to make counterfeit money, and those who make counterfeit money learn Qinggong. What is this thing...
"Boy, what are you doing sitting here talking alone? Why don't you go out for a walk?"
Liu Shiba had a black line on his head, and Wu Shixun walked over to Liu Shiba and sat down.
"Brother, it's pitch black outside the wind farm!"
Liu Shiba responded softly.
Wu Shixun looked at Liu Shiba, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile:
"Young man, what are your plans?"
Liu Shiba's heart moved. He looked up at Wu Shixun in surprise, nodded slightly and said:
"I want to go out."
"Some things, don't look at the surface, they are impossible to get out of here.
Of course, if anyone can bring out these old men who have been imprisoned for most of their lives, we will all be willing to work for him..."
Wu Shixun seemed to be talking to himself, smiled softly, took out a cigarette and handed it to Liu Shiba.
Liu Shiba took the cigarette, put it to his mouth and took it out again. He called the wretched man Lu Xiaolin and asked him to roll it into three trumpet tubes for him.
For some reason, Liu Shiba likes the smell of trumpets.
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ps: Internet articles have been blown by the wind of harmony recently, and there are countless white-haired old men and good friends in the book. It just so happens that the Weibo of the Ministry of Culture~ is launched...
On this weekend, when I feel sad in my heart, I would like to offer you a little poem to make you smile:
"In ten years of life and death, Baidu will rise and Google will die;
Rising Jinshan, Kaspersky words are desolate;
Even if you meet each other and you don’t know each other, Twitter is like a Facebook wall, everyone is happy and suddenly returns home;
Ma Huateng, King of Copycats, Sina Weibo Fan Fou Tears Thousand Lines;
I'm talking about being a teenager, Guangbo General Administration, I'll do your best..."
