"Brother Third, what did this guy do? He wants to arrange it in that cell?" asked the prison head with a big belly at the entrance of the prison.

"This guy is not open to his eyes and offended Mr. Song from the House. It happened that the magistrate recently urged us to arrest the thief and I was too anxious to come. I might as well just take him over!" In broad daylight, Zhang San directly talked to the prison head about such a blundering act.

After hearing this, Cui Yunming felt like he fell into an ice cave. He was so arrogant. It seemed that this time they did such a thing, and he was afraid that he would not be able to escape this disaster.

"Since it's Mr. Song's business, we will definitely do it with our heart." The prison leader bowed to the direction of the household and waved to a prison guard, "Ma Cheng, did you hear the third brother's words? Take the prisoner to the innermost cell and treat him well!"

The prison in the world has always been dark and humid, and the inner room is even more sunny all day long. If you go in, you will not be like a human in just a few days, so this cell becomes a place where the prison cleans up people.

The Ma Cheng looked honest and honest. He also heard what he said just now. He knew that the prison head was going to bully innocent again. A trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything after all. He responded and took the iron chain from Zhang San's hand and pulled Cui Yunming into it.

When he entered inside, Cui Yunming couldn't help but tremble. The prison was so gloomy and cunning. It was so colder than outside just after he arrived at the door. What could it be better to go to the inside?

Moreover, in order to prevent prisoners from escaping from jail, there are only a few small holes on the wall near the roof to breathe. Dozens of prisoners were all in the room for food, drink, defecation, and sensation. The smell made people feel vomited.

If you stay in such a place, even if you don’t have the punishment, you may get infected with an epidemic in a few days. If you can’t stand it, it’s over.

When the prisoners saw a newcomer coming in, they all grabbed the wooden railing and peeped at it, "What did this kid do? Seeing that he has a pretty face, could he steal some wife? Hurry up and tell us, "How did you steal other people's wife?"

"Brother Ma, I hate thief who steals his wife and daughter the most in daily life. If you send him to me, I will help you deal with him!"

"Haha, Zhuanshan Leopard, you're so moved by his white skin and tender flesh? You've only been in for three months and I've been in for half a year. It's better to make me enjoy it first!"

Cui Yunming shivered even more when he heard these words. Don’t lock me up with them, otherwise he would have to fight to the death. He would rather die than suffer this humiliation.

"Shut up! This is the criminal who was personally ordered to be arrested by the magistrate!" Ma Cheng immediately scolded him, and he had no good feelings for these ghosts and monsters.

After passing through the long passage, he turned two turns before entering the innermost part. Ma Cheng opened the prison door, untied the chain of the rope, and pushed Cui Yunming in, "Get in, there is only an old man inside. I will get you a bundle of clean straw later!"

"Thank you, Brother Ma, for your care. If you can go out in the future, you will definitely be rewarded!" Cui Yunming saw that Ma Cheng was still in a state of conscience. Whether he could go out might fall on him.

"Go out?" Ma Cheng shook his head, opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing. He threw dry straw into the cell and let Cui Yunming mat on his mat. He sighed and left.

Cui Yunming stayed silent for a while, feeling the cold air invading his body and could no longer bear it. He picked up straw and spread it on the Datong Bed. While laying it, he looked at the innermost Datong Bed from time to time.

There was an old man with white hair and hair curled up there, lying motionless in the straw pile. Cui Yunming couldn't help but feel frightened. In such a place, he could not bear it even if he was so young, let alone such an old man? He wouldn't have died, right?

So he trembled and stretched out his fingers, and was about to go to the bottom of his nostril to test. After a try, there was no heat at all. Cui Yunming quickly lowered the bunk, grabbed the railing with both hands and shouted, "Come on, it's dead! It's dead!"

"Haha, you're taking it seriously when you scare you! I may not die if you die!" Before anyone outside responded, a burst of laughter came from behind, and the old man actually sat up.

Cui Yunming was speechless. He was still in the mood to joke when he entered the cell. You really have it.

The old man did not think it was offended, but instead explained to him enthusiastically, "Besides, even if I am really dead, it is useless to shout. The rules in the prison are that except for sending new prisoners in, otherwise they must wait for dawn to unlock the lock. It is common for living people to sleep next to the dead."

"It would be better if you die from injury. If you die from illness, it would be bad. You often pass one to two, pass two to three, and all the people in a cell will die."

"But strangely, any thief or murderer who is a serious thief, probably because of his strong and strong temperament, is less than one-tenth of the infected person. Even if he is infected, he will soon get better; those who die one after another are criminals with light cases, suspects, guarantors, or people who are wronged like you."

Cui Yunming was not only a little curious when he heard this, but how long did the old man live in it? Even the experience was summarized.

So he bowed and asked, "Cui Yunming, how can you tell me that I was imprisoned unjustly? And why did you go to jail yourself?"

"I, Zhuge Wolong, are also a well-read person. I know a little bit about my face. You can see that you are a pure and good person and can't do illegal things!"

"You ask me why I was imprisoned? Haha, it's all my fault that my ancestors didn't have the vision, so I let me accumulate knowledge and write books to pass on the world. Who knew that someone said that I leaked state secrets; I wrote history and said that I used the past to mock the present; I annotated the art of war and said that I instigated rebellion; I wrote stories of gods and strangeness, and said that I led superstitious people."

"In the end, the biography of a celebrity was rewrite, hum, and this celebrity lost power and was designated as a rebellion party. I and him were sentenced to life imprisonment." Zhuge Wolong's words were crying and laughing, and every word was so painful that it was hard to bear to hear it.

"You are really in trouble with your fate!" Cui Yunming couldn't help but feel sympathy.

But soon, he was stunned, wait, Zhuge Wolong? Why did this name sound familiar to you?

It seems to be the plot in the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story"? Ning Caichen and his friend Yan Chixia broke up and went through a semi-abused market. He was innocently implicated and imprisoned. He met a man who also called himself Zhuge Wolong in prison and also said this to him.

If this is true, then this world will be too dangerous. Not only are traitors in power, but the government is in chaos, but there are also monsters in troubled times, ghosts and monsters are rampant, and the people are suffering.

In such a world, don’t be able to stand out and be rich and powerful, it’s impossible to live a stable life even if you want to live a stable life!
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