Xie Kanhua leaned against the wall, closing her eyes slightly and humming a little tune softly.
"Brother, I have been in hell for so many years. You are the prisoner in the best mood I have ever seen. You hum a little tune and practice martial arts every day. What are you doing, so happy?" In the darkness, there was a hoarse voice.
A voice suddenly sounded.
Xie Kanhua opened her eyes suddenly, stood up and walked to the cell door, looking into the depths of the hell: "I have been here for so long, but I just discovered that there are other people in the hell. Who are you, senior?"
"When asking someone for their name, shouldn't you state your own name first?" the man sneered.
"Thank you Kanhua!" Xie Kanhua said cheerfully, clasping her fists.
"Oh, this name is a bit poetic." The man's tone was still calm.
Xie Kanhua raised her eyebrows: "Senior, don't you know me?"
"What? Are you famous?" There was finally a hint of curiosity in the man's voice.
"How long have seniors been in this hell?" Xie Kanhua asked.
The man sighed: "Ten years? Fifteen years? I don't remember. I only remember that the year I moved in was the eleventh year of Tianyuan."
"The eleventh year of Tianyuan?" Xie Kanhua was stunned.
"What?" The man heard the surprise in Xie Kanhua's tone.
"Tian Yuan is the old calendar year, and now it is the twelfth year of Longshi. Twenty-seven years have passed since the eleventh year of Tian Yuan!" Xie Kanhua said with emotion, "Senior, you were in Shanglin Tiangong before you entered the world.
Just be locked up here."
"It's been twenty-seven years..." The man was silent for a long time, "It's been so long."
"May I ask your senior's name?" Xie Wanghua was a little curious about this person.
The man didn't answer him, but just asked: "How is Su Heyu?"
Xie Kanhua frowned slightly. Su Heyu was Su Han's father. When he and Su Han met, Su Heyu was no longer alive. He thought for a moment and replied: "Senior Su got seriously ill in the eighteenth year of Tianyuan."
He was ill and unfortunately passed away."
"I've been dead for twenty years." The man murmured, and in the end he only heard the sound of chains falling to the ground. No one spoke for a long time. Xie Kanhua also sat down cross-legged, and after a long silence, she tentatively called again.
He said: "Senior?"
No one responded.
"Senior?" Xie Kanhua shouted again.
"What's the matter?" The man finally answered him again, "Twenty-seven years have passed, and the world must have long forgotten me. It's okay not to mention my name."
"No, senior. I just want to ask you, do you want to eat roast chicken?" Xie Kanhua asked with a smile.
"Roast chicken?" The man laughed dryly, "I have been in this hell for so many years and I haven't even seen a piece of meat. Where can I get the roast chicken?"
"Yes, yes." Xie Kanhua licked her lips, "I guess it will happen in the next few days. Why do you think I am so happy these days, because I am thinking about this one bite."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of Nether Prison was opened. Nether Prison is the prison at the bottom of Shanglin Tiangong, where the most important prisoners are imprisoned. Ordinary disciples cannot enter at all. Even the first of the four courtyards has not received Ning Qing.
Even if the city has a warrant, you cannot come without permission, but the people who enter the hell at this moment are the few who can ignore these rules.
"Helian, you are finally here." Xie Kanhua said with emotion.
The owner of Chunfeng Tower, Helian Xiyue, stood at the gate of Nether Prison. The guard at the door looked rather ugly, but Helian Xiyue had a distinguished status in Shanglin Tiangong, second only to Ning Qingcheng and Bai Jile, and he was
Shanglin Tiangong does not belong to any faction and is the target that everyone wants to win over.
"I want to go in." Helian Xiyue expressed his request very simply.
"Don't put the little one in too much trouble." The guard lowered his head and begged.
"No." Helian Xiyue stepped into the underworld and walked towards Xie Kanhua's cell, carrying a basket in his hand.
"Why did you come here today! Do you know how terrible the food in this hell is? Three meals a day are made of steamed buns and bran vegetables, and even the water is rancid. I am the owner of Tangtang Wuyu Tower.
Xie Kanhua, a handsome man who was popular in the world back then, even if you don’t consider me, you still have to consider you who is as famous as me, right?” Xie Kanhua complained repeatedly.
"Eat." Helian Xiyue put down the basket.
"Let me see what you brought? Did you bring me roasted chicken? Let me tell you, in the years since I left Shanglin Tiangong, I didn't think about anything but the roasted chicken in Tiangong. That's the real thing.
No. 1 in the world! Wow, there really is roast chicken." Xie Kanhua licked her lips, reached out and tore the roast chicken into two halves, then took half of it with her left hand and put the other half back on the plate, with a slight movement of her hand.
He pushed the plate deep into the underworld, and then heard the sound of the plate hitting the iron bars, "Senior, I didn't lie to you."
"If I can get out of here in the future, I will help you kill someone." The man replied.
"Anyone can do it?" Xie Kanhua took a bite of the chicken leg.
"Anyone will do," the man said while chewing the chicken.
Helian Xiyue frowned slightly, turned around and looked into the depths of the hell.
"You didn't know there was another person locked up in the hell?" Xie looked at Hua Hua and asked.
Helian Xiyue took three steps forward.
"Don't come over." The man pushed the plate back to Helian Xiyue's feet. The plate was already empty. He must have swallowed all the bones.
Helian Xiyue was about to move forward, but a burst of true energy came from the depths of the underworld and hit him directly. He used the spring breeze and gently waved his sleeves, trying to disperse the true energy.
But the true energy was far greater than he imagined, and actually forced him to take three steps back. Helian Xiyue steadied his steps and looked at Xie Kanhua.
"The kung fu is not bad." The owner of Chunfeng Tower in Shanglin Tiangong can only say "not bad" in this person's words.
"Senior, this qi is worth another jug of wine!" Xie Kanhua said with a smile, and threw another jug of wine in the basket.
"I never thought I could drink wine again in this life. With this jug of wine, I can help you kill ten people." The man's hoarse voice actually contained a hint of laughter.
"Senior, I have a good reputation in the world, and I am not a murderer. Let's do this. Can we change our agreement to you helping me save people? In this way, you will owe me eleven people. From now on, we will have wine and meat.
How about another calculation?" Xie Kanhua asked tentatively.
"Except for the person named Su, it won't be a problem for you to let me save anyone." The man replied cheerfully.
Xie Kanhua scratched her head: "What a coincidence or not, the one I want you to save the most is a boy named Su. Let's not talk about it anymore, senior, you have your drink, I want to chat with this friend of mine.
That’s it.”
Helian Xiyue said calmly: "Bai Ji Le, we are going down the mountain."
Xie Kanhua smiled slightly: "I have already prepared for this. I want to know how my apprentice is doing now? Many people think he is just a silly scholar, but I am the only one who knows. In fact, he is full of evil!"