My practice narration is weird

Chapter 3 What are you?

When the group walked down the second floor, the cold atmosphere on the first floor gradually dissipated, and the three or five jailers dispersed, and whispered discussions could be heard from time to time.

"Uncle Wang, do we in the Tianlao need to arrest prisoners in person?"

"Of course not, but... there are always exceptions."

After all, he is an old man who has worked as a jailer in Tianlao for his whole life. Apart from other things, Uncle Wang thinks he is quite good at getting information.

"Dayan has been established for more than 700 years. The nobles above have long been entangled. Some people are difficult to catch and dare not be caught by the various states and prefectures."

"There are also those sects of cultivation. Haven't you seen the attitude of the court towards those sects in recent years? Some people are important in their eyes, but they are the thorns in the eyes of the court. However, the guys in the government office have too many procedures. By the time they take action, the opportunity is gone. For some things, we help to do them."

"Then Tianlan City is located in Qingzhou, the border of the dynasty, and some monsters... I won't tell you about these."

"After all, who doesn't know the relationship between our warden and the current emperor... In a word, we catch those who the court dare not catch, and we take care of things that the court dare not take care of. This is the Tianlao."

After Uncle Wang finished speaking, he glanced at Ye Wuyou who was concentrating with a very comfortable look, and raised a smile of success in breaking the news.

Although Uncle Wang knew that the real secret of Tianlao had nothing to do with a small jailer like him, it was very refreshing to say it out loud.

Ye Wuyou listened to the general idea. He didn't have the sense of pride and honor of being a prison guard like Uncle Wang. He just felt that the layers of relationships in the Great Thousand Dynasty were intertwined and complicated, and there would be hidden dangers sooner or later.

However, thinking of the words of the system in his mind just now, Ye Wuyou hesitated, frowned, and asked carefully.

"Uncle Wang, you mean, are there any prisoners who are deliberately caught? And then..."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Uncle Wang's words were so decisive.

He smiled and responded: "You want to say that there are guys with bad intentions, who are deliberately caught, and then take the opportunity to sneak into the prison to make trouble? This kind of thing has happened, but the final outcome is very miserable."

"The prison is unbreakable."

...

The prison collapsed.

If Ye Wuyou were given another choice, he would rather starve to death or die outside, and would not find a relationship to enter the prison.

What is this?

I just worked overtime, and it was late at night. After falling asleep, I was awakened by a loud noise.

When he looked back, he saw the huge bluestone door that never closed fell down with a bang, sealing the entire prison.

Then there was a constant roar under his feet, the ground trembled, and the smoke and dust falling from the top filled everything in the prison.

The emergency that Uncle Wang said had not happened in thirty years happened just like that.

There was a riot in the prison, and he, a small jailer, was temporarily transferred to the second floor in a chaotic manner. As a result, as soon as he entered, he was knocked unconscious by the collapsed rocks on the top, and then fell to the ground.

What is in front of him?

Six huge cages were distributed on both sides of the aisle, but the cells were empty, and there was no prisoner in them.

Where are my teammates? Where is Uncle Wang?

Ye Wuyou struggled to get up, but his hand paused slightly, and he looked at the cages again, with a little more horror in his eyes.

The candlelight was dim, and he had not noticed that there were several figures lying on both sides of the aisle of the cage.

They were wearing the same clothes as themselves.

Among them were colleagues who had entered the second floor with them, and some of them were faces Ye Wuyou had never seen before.

One of them had a [C] level ID card on his body, which meant that his cultivation was at least above the first level.

But at this moment, they were lying on the ground peacefully, without any injuries, but they were no longer breathing.

[Looking at the bodies of these colleagues, while you were unscathed, you couldn't help but smile peacefully, and sighed that the Wuxiang Heart Sutra was indeed wonderful]

Laugh at your head, who the hell can laugh at this?

Ye Wuyou dragged himself up, but his body was shaking.

He silently visualized that the little bit of Qi that he had just cultivated along the "Wuxiang Heart Sutra" method had dissipated.

The whole Qi sea seemed to be sluggish, and from time to time a little Qi jumped out and twitched.

I don't know what this body went through when it was unconscious, and where the little energy in the body was used inexplicably, but at least my life was saved.

Ye Wuyou estimated that his current state was similar to when he had just "resurrected from the dead", and he was weak when walking.

At the same time, Ye Wuyou was also carefully looking at the cages around him.

There was no sign of the cage being opened, and even the strange-shaped chains were still entwined on the cage, with no signs of being dismantled.

Empty cell?

But no matter how you look at it, this place doesn't look like the second-level prison in Uncle Wang's mouth.

[It's just a wreckage of the avenue, and you dare to show off in front of you! A small trick, break it for me! ]

The words of the narration in his mind made Ye Wuyou startled, but the scene that followed could only make him spit out two words full of emotions.

Damn!

In Ye Wuyou's eyes, the six huge cages were rippling at this moment, just like the mist on the mirror was wiped off, revealing the picture in the mirror.

He saw it.

A naked man without legs was sitting and looking at himself.

A guy wearing a white jelly skin was sticking his whole body to the cage.

A child was curled up in a corner of the cage, glancing at him from time to time.

There are three more cages, but they are a little far away now, and the candlelight is dim, so they can't be seen clearly.

The remains of the road? What is that?

Ye Wuyou didn't understand, but it was obvious that this was not the second level of the prison.

Because the second level is full of people!

[These remains of the road are nothing but chickens and dogs in your eyes, and they are vulnerable. It's a pity that you are not in your prime now. You can only sigh and leave gracefully. As for these losers, you can only talk about them later.]

Hmm? A trace of surprise appeared in Ye Wuyou's eyes.

Will the scumbag narrator admit defeat?

No.

Ye Wuyou realized something and took a few steps back.

In his sight, the monsters in the prison seemed to be closer to him.

Especially the child with white eyes, who didn't know when he stopped peeking at him, but turned his head around.

Feeling the gazes gathered on him, Ye Wuyou felt his scalp tingling.

Run! Can't wait!

He stood up unsteadily and ran to the other end of the corridor.

He didn't know what the so-called debris of the road was, but he couldn't die again anyway.

He didn't know the exit, but at least he tried to stay away from the monsters in the cages.

His legs felt like they were filled with lead, but Ye Wuyou was running as fast as he could.

As Ye Wuyou ran, the narrow corridor became darker and darker, and the few candlelights along the way didn't seem to be enough to illuminate this prison.

His tired body seemed to have reached its limit at this moment, and his legs didn't feel like his own.

Ye Wuyou supported his knees with his hands, bent over and gasped.

In the dimness, the corridor seemed to have come to an end.

Ye Wuyou, who had just sat down and leaned against the stone wall and gasped, suddenly felt a chill in his heart and looked to the side for some reason.

He happened to meet a bright look.

The girl in white sat cross-legged on the ground quietly, with a long sword across her body.

The long black hair fell behind her like a waterfall, and the weak candlelight reflected the picturesque face. With the flickering candlelight, a graceful figure was reflected on the wall beside her.

On her wrist, there was a touch of red, which dyed the white clothes.

At this moment, the other party was looking at him with a cold and cold gaze.

Ye Wuyou always felt that the other party looked familiar.

[Dark, dangerous, weird, injured woman]

[All the elements are complete, the night of murder under the dark moon and wind, the dark night of the bridal chamber, now a man and a woman are in the same cell, and she is injured. I think she is very weak and needs a handsome and careful man to take good care of her. As long as you seize the opportunity and take advantage of it, you can refine her into a furnace in the future...]

Swish!

In just a moment, the white-clothed man stood in front of Ye Wuyou with a sword.

When the cold sword tip was less than 0.01 cm away from his throat, Ye Wuyou had no time to react at all.

The girl's lingering killing intent made Ye Wuyou lose his mind for a moment.

You call this very weak?

You let me take advantage of this?

"Wait a minute, lady, I am your colleague, there may be some misunderstandings."

Ye Wuyou finished these words in one breath, but his eyes were fixed on a special token made inside the Tianlao on the waist of the woman in front of him.

[B]

The jailers in the Tianlao are divided into four levels, A, B, C, and D from high to low. As Ye Wuyou, who is not even D level, is undoubtedly a rookie.

And B level, at least at this moment and here, is undoubtedly a big boss.

The girl's lingering killing intent came and went quickly.

But the sword never left her throat.

The girl with a frosty face spoke slowly, her expression calm.

"I... I know."

The girl's voice was a little strange, her beautiful eyes stared at Ye Wuyou tightly, and her mouth opened.

She wanted to say something but stopped.

Ye Wuyou looked puzzled.

Since you know it's a colleague, why don't you put the sword away?

Is there anything wrong?

Girl, if you have something to say, please say it!

Seeing the other party's face that was hesitant to speak, Ye Wuyou couldn't help it.