I will marry you in a thousand years.-Chapter 94: The Old Man in the Mountain (III)

At this time, he hoped that an irritable prisoner would jump out and curse him; he hoped that there was another person in the new prisoner's cell, and this person's fiery temper would punch the new prisoner's Adam's apple without asking for any reason. But here, everyone seemed to be a body without a soul, unconscious, and let the new prisoner make noise.

After struggling in vain for more than half an hour, the groaning and howling prisoner found that no one could stop him, and even whipped his bruised body a few more times. I don't know if he has no strength or the terrifying dullness has worn away his remaining will. Finally, he screamed lower and lower, and finally fell asleep. Only the groaning mixed with the heavy snoring from time to time made people know that he had been severely punished.

A drop of water dripped from the top of the cell. Hao Zhen didn't have time to close his eyes, and it just dripped into his right eye. He wanted to blink his eyes, but his eyelids actually moved, so he blinked hard to let the water flow out. He felt like he had been here for a whole year. He believed that this day should pass quickly.

When people struggle with pain, time passes very quickly.

At dinner, the yamen runners brought them a sumptuous dinner, and at the same time brought a bloody prisoner next to Hao Zhen.

It seems that the Song Dynasty was not a clear and bright world. There are more dirty things in this society of drunkenness, dreams and extravagance.

The food box was delivered to the man who was calm and composed in the depths of the cell. This seemed to be his privilege, because in front of Hao Zhen's face was a bowl covered with rotten vegetable leaves. The man who saved him seemed to enjoy life very much. No matter where he was, he was so idle and lazy. Even when he squatted down to open the food box, he was gentle, as if he was stroking his lover's hair. The food box wafted a rich aroma of vegetables, including cooked beef, steamed sea bass, and even a bottle of Fenjiu. Hao Zhen had not been able to drink water since he was caned, and he was already so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back. The smell made his stomach growl non-stop.

The only man who could move laughed softly, as if he heard Hao Zhen's stomach begging him. He tore a piece of steamed bun, dipped it in the soup of steamed sea bass, handed it to Hao Zhen, and slowly stuffed it into Hao Zhen's mouth. Hao Zhen felt a little better, but he still couldn't chew. He just tried to swallow his saliva and let the saliva slowly melt the bun.

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At this moment, the prisoner lying next to Hao Zhen, who looked like a dead body, moved, and his movements were as fast as thunder. His five fingers went straight into the throat of the man who fed him. But all this happened suddenly, and the man who fed him waved his hand casually, and everything returned to calm.

Before the move, it was like a swallow's nest; after the move, everything was silent.

In this small cell, the only one who could move was him.

The prisoner shouted desperately: "Fei Yunxiao! Fei Yunxiao!"

Fei Yunxiao was the man who helped Hao Zhen feed, the "Second in the World" who had been famous in the martial arts world for decades.

Hao Zhen had also heard the prisoner's voice, that was the Yayu who put him in jail and turned him into a poison source and half dead.

Yayu asked: "Since I can't kill you, I want to die with a clear mind. The medicine I used is colorless and tasteless. How did you find out?