Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 389

Autumn night, the moonlight is like water.

Amidst thousands of ghosts howling, Xin Ziqiu came to Jiantiansi's dungeon again, alone in the boundless darkness.

This dungeon was built underground outside the capital city, in a rare mithril vein, and the design was extremely delicate.

Mithril is a special mineral in this world, which has a natural restraint on aliens.

Just like the lead plate can isolate the transmission of X-rays, Mithril can restrict the operation of real energy and prevent the release of energy, so that aliens cannot exert supernatural power.

And the magic silver refined from a large amount of mithril in a special way can restrain any extraordinary power.

Even Aiden, who went berserk at the beginning, lost his fighting power on the spot after being shot by James with a magic silver bullet, which shows the power of this metal.

Therefore, Jian Tiansi deliberately chose the dungeon here, and it was built from a whole mithril vein. The aliens and ghosts imprisoned in it, no matter how powerful they are, are no different from ordinary people locked here.

Coupled with the jailers holding special mithril weapons, it is almost guaranteed to be foolproof.

Xin Ziqiu showed his waist card and entered the dungeon smoothly.

What he brought this time was Zong Jing's written order, which not only allowed criminals to be interrogated alone, but also tortured if necessary.

With his current status, Zong Jing was very happy to sell this petty favor, not to mention that the two prisoners interrogated were all captured by him, which was reasonable and legal, and it was not considered favoritism at all.

The leader of the prison guards on duty saw Xin Ziqiu approaching, and greeted him flatteringly:

"Ah, Mr. Ding Qian, you're here. Now Wangui Yeyou, there's a lot of chaos outside, that is, you are an old man with a high skill and courage, and you are a role model for my generation!"

Xin Ziqiu ignored his flattery, handed over the letter and said:
"I'm here to interrogate two prisoners, please make it easier for me, brother."

As he spoke, he stuffed two small gold bars weighing twelve taels.

The jailer skillfully tucked the gold bars into his sleeves, handed over a bunch of keys, and said with a beaming smile:
"Master Ding is too polite. With Zong Shaoqing's order, we must cooperate with you. Our brothers will have drinks over there. If you need anything, just let us know."

Xin Ziqiu nodded, and went to the cell where Xu Xingzi was held.

He was determined to win the leader this time, so he made up his mind on the way here, no matter whether he could get clues from Xu Xingzi tonight, he had to eliminate the monk to avoid long nights and dreams.

The two gold bars given to the jailer just now are money for life.

Although it's a little unkind to do so, he can't take care of so much because he has to act in a hurry.

Passing through the long dark corridor, Xin Ziqiu saw Xu Xingzi who was tightly bound by mithril chains.

At this time, he was chained to a corner, sitting on the ground with his head bowed, his back was slightly bent, he looked very decadent, and he was no longer the calm and relaxed look before.

The dim wall lamp in the cell shone on him, casting a vague shadow on the wall made of mithril.

Seeing the swaying figure, Xu Xingzi raised his head:

"You came?"

Xin Ziqiu saw that he seemed to be quite conscious, so he cut to the chase and asked directly:

"Brother Lu, do you remember what happened?"

Unexpectedly, Xu Xingzi said without thinking:
"Luo Hu, I know you will come back, you have persisted for so long, you must have had a hard time over there."

There was a weird and vicious smile on his face, and there was a kind of frenzied excitement in his eyes, and even an inexplicable longing.

When Xin Ziqiu took a look at him, he felt chills all over his body. The bone-piercing chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his head, and the hairs all over his body were about to explode.

However, in such a situation, he had already learned from Aiden earlier today, and he was already prepared in his heart, so he didn't lose his composure because of it.

Taking out the key and calmly opening the cell door, Xin Ziqiu stood in front of Xu Xingzi and said:
"Look clearly, I'm not some kind of Luo Hu, but you probably aren't the Xu Xingzi Lu Wenjing I know either. Tell me who you are and what's your relationship with Luo Hu?"

As he spoke, he calmly untied a small leather bag from his waist, and spread it gently on the ground.

I saw that it was full of small knives, small awls, small saws, all kinds of strange instruments of torture made of magic silver.

These things were all brought by Xin Ziqiu from Supervisor Tiansi, and he even spent more than half an hour learning how to use various tools.

Xu Xingzi glanced at the instruments of torture on the ground, and snorted disdainfully:
"Luo Hu, are you trying to scare me with this thing? Compared with the suffering we have suffered, what are these things to coax children?"

Xin Ziqiu was unmoved at all:
"Give you another chance, why do you think I am Rahu? What is your real identity?"

The corners of Xu Xingzi's mouth raised high upwards, drawing an abnormal and strange arc, and his two black eyes rolled up to the side, staring at Xin Ziqiu, he said with a half-smile:
"Luo Hu, it's just the two of us here, why do you put on an air? I can smell the smell on your body from a long distance away. With our relationship, how can you hide it from me? Oh, I understand! You It must have sealed your own memory. Haha! You deceived yourself, you must be plotting a big one! Take me, I can help you!"

Xin Ziqiu was attracted by his words, and with a thought, he simply followed him and said:
"Maybe you are right, I am Rahu, but I can't remember anything now, tell me what you know, and I can take you with me."

"Okay, let me tell you..."

"Xu Xingzi" seemed to be convinced of Xin Ziqiu's words, dragged the heavy mithril shackles, crawled over, leaned in front of him, and whispered:

"I'm……"

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly rolled his eyes and twitched violently. His bald head, which was not protected by real qi, kept hitting the ground, causing his head to bleed.

This was beyond Xin Ziqiu's expectations, he quickly sat down on the ground, held Xu Xingzi's shoulders, turned him over on his back, resting his neck on his lap, so that he would not be hit to death.

Xu Xingzi was lying on the ground, still struggling and twitching, and at the same time, he kept making vague hoo hoo sounds, as if he wanted to say something.

Xin Ziqiu lowered his head, trying to hear what he said clearly, but he could only make out intermittent words:
"I...can't hold on...the emperor...dangerous...Jin Chan...fate..."

Xin Ziqiu suddenly realized that the person in front of him had turned back into Xu Xingzi again. He seemed to be fighting for his body desperately, using his short consciousness to give himself some guidance.

"Brother Lu, what exactly are you going to say?"

……

(End of this chapter)