The dark and damp cell was full of stench. Li Eryi grabbed the railings, tears streaming down his face, and cried loudly.
Crying, he was extremely regretful.
If he had known today, he would have left Heishan County long ago, no, he would not even have set foot in Heishan City.
But at this time, no matter how upset it is, it will not help.
"Liu Wenpeng..."
After listening to Li Eryi's cry with a dull face, Yang Yu's chest heaved and he felt his temples pounding.
Liu Wenpeng, the most respected person in the county, naturally had no need to target Li Eryi personally.
But if a person who has been sent to prison by the county magistrate himself is better off in a prison cell?
Needless to say, there is no need to talk about hard work such as mining. The cell with seven or eight people per room is enough for him to bear.
There are many cells in Black Mountain City, and those who insist on locking up seven or eight people together are mostly those with thorns in the head, or those who have offended the government officials or jailers.
How could a storyteller like Li Eryi endure this?
Holding a toilet bucket every day, and having someone squat on your head to pee while you sleep, it's considered good if he doesn't collapse.
"Stop crying, I'll change your cell first."
Glancing coldly at the other prisoners in the cell, Yang Yu turned around and asked the jailer of this cell for a key in exchange for a tael of silver.
"Brother Yang, it's not that I won't help you, it's because there are no free cells."
The jailer folded his hands and looked on.
During this period, as word spread about Yang Yu's trip out of the city to suppress bandits, his reputation grew a lot.
In fact, the jailers in the cell were a little in awe of him after he killed the gangsters in the previous robbery.
After all, there were only three dead cell leaders in the cell, and this one was said to have killed more than three.
"Then find a better one."
Yang Yu threw a piece of broken silver over with an expressionless expression.
In his mind, he was thinking about how to fish out Lao Li.
It's not easy.
Heishan Prison is easy to get in and difficult to get out of. Even Liu Wenpeng can take people out of the prison, but in order to bring people out, they have to submit documents to Shunde Prefecture.
Of course, getting out means getting out alive.
"Look at it."
After weighing the broken silver, the jailer suddenly beamed with joy and quickly led the way with his head.
The prison is like a besieged city, with few places seeing light, and the day is as dark as night. Naturally, the few places with light are incarcerated, but not ordinary people.
Either his family is rich or he is related to a government official.
However, there was no such place in the dozen or so cells managed by the jailer. Naturally, Yang Prison had no right to take Li Eryi to himself.
I can only choose among the shortest and choose a slightly cleaner cell.
"Ouch..."
Listening to Li Eryi's groan, Yang Yu regretted that he didn't keep some gold sore medicine.
"You county magistrate is not a good person."
After washing his face with muddy water, Li Eryi fell to the ground limply without any bones, and said through gritted teeth.
"Okay, everyone in the city knows whether he is a good person or not."
Yang Prison felt a little guilty:
"I have wronged you for the time being, and I will think of a way to get you out."
"never mind."
Li Eryi was a little frustrated: "Even Liu Qingqing can't do it, how can you do anything?"
"Liu Qingqing?"
Yang Yu's heart moved.
Seeing that the jailer had gone far away, Li Eryi explained the details of his entry.
At the end, I felt a little downcast:
"I'm not a good guy, and neither is my son. If Liu Qingqing really tried to trick me and kill me, by the way, my apprentice was also caught!"
"I'll pick him up later."
Yang Yu pulled some hay and sat down, chewing in his heart what Li Eryi overheard.
"You have to be careful. From what Liu Wenpeng said, I'm afraid he doesn't want you to come back alive."
Li Eryi was a little worried.
After hearing just a few words, he was almost beaten to death. I'm afraid Yang Yu's situation was not good either.
"He was targeting Wang Wu. Maybe he didn't take me seriously at all."
Yang Prison laughed at himself.
He knew in his heart that the status of a blood-changing warrior was naturally not low, but only Wang Wu, who had the blood of an ox, would be feared by the county official.
"By the way, the old bastard mentioned that the Liansheng Cult is looking for something, and it is said to be related to the 'Great Prison'."
Li Eryi lowered his voice:
"While working these days, I found that many prisoners seemed to have ulterior motives. I'm afraid there really is something good in this prison..."
"I do know that."
Yang Yu nodded: "I'm looking for this thing too, but I haven't found much..."
"No, what I mean is that the old bastard may have some collusion with the Liansheng Cult!"
Li Eryi weakly leaned against the wall:
"It's an unreasonable disaster, it's an unreasonable disaster. I shouldn't have promised Liu Qingqing, no, I should have escaped earlier! Or, I shouldn't have come to this Black Mountain City!"
"I'll fish you out."
Yang Yu felt a little angry.
He has nothing to do with this broken jailer, and he doesn't want to stay in this Black Mountain City.
Why don't you just settle your mother-in-law, rescue Lao Li and get out?
Thoughts were swirling in his mind, and he remembered the 'Leading Map of the Ghosts and Gods of the Ten Capitals', and he couldn't help but think about it:
"Old Li, do you understand the dialects and slang of other places?"
"Dialect slang?"
Li Eryi was slightly startled and nodded: "We travel all over the world in this industry, so naturally we know a lot."
"That's good."
Yang Yu felt relieved.
During this trip out of the city, he became more and more thirsty for strength, but the blood exchange had to be done step by step, and there was no shortcut.
His mind gradually focused on the two 'Shidu' level items on his body.
Next, he began to ask Li Eryi some weird short sentences and slang. Li Eryi frowned in thought and smiled bitterly, and answered them one by one.
only……
"'Skull', should it refer to the head? No, that's not right, it should be the head of a dead person?"
Li Eryi was a little confused: "The dialect you speak is like the dialect from Yunzhou. I don't know many of them. How did you know it?"
"Does this mean the head?"
Yang Yu was speechless.
If someone who knew these dialects hadn't told him, he wouldn't have been able to guess what it meant.
"Did you get any martial arts secrets?"
Li Eryi had some vague guesses and was about to say something when he suddenly saw Yang Yu blow out the oil lamp.
"Don't make a sound!"
Yang Yu gently retreated to the corner, held his breath, and suppressed the surge of blood.
After the second exchange of blood, his five senses had greatly improved. Just now, he clearly heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed.
Even if it's just for a moment.
Although Li Eryi heard nothing, he was still agitated and covered his mouth and did not dare to speak.
"Where is the person?"
I don't know how long it took, but Yang Prison heard Ruoyouruowu's questioning voice, and then there was a muffled groan.
Afterwards, Li Eryi also heard footsteps.
Dang rang~
There was a crisp sound, and Li Eryun's eyes suddenly widened.
The masked man in black, carrying a long sword, walked outside the cell door where he was, and then stopped.
"This person..."
In the shadows, Yang Yu clenched the handle of the knife and was about to exert force when he saw the man in black pulling off his mask.
"Mr. Li, you have been wronged!"
Cutting off the chain of the cell door with a sword, the man in black opened the cell door and said in a deep voice: