I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 295 Three levels of prison

The next few days were uneventful.

Zhang Jun goes to get off work and off work on time every day and returns to the inn to rest.

In the cell, Brother Niu would take him for a walk around the second floor every day, throwing the bad prisoners into the first floor, or hiding with Zhang Jun and others to drink and be lazy.

After a few days, Zhang Jun also recognized everyone in the prison.

Although Monk Jingye occasionally asked people to inquire about Zhang Jun's progress, every time Zhang Jun thought the timing was not right, so he never went to the third floor to find the whereabouts of the Son of the Holy Way.

He was indeed not in a hurry, since he was the target anyway, Monk Jingye and the others were not in a hurry, so why were he in a hurry? ?

What's interesting is that Shenlou is secretly sending him news, urging him to speed up his progress.

Unfortunately, Zhang Jun turned a blind eye to Shenlou's urging.

He was waiting, waiting for the people of the Holy Path to become unable to sit still, and wait until those people lurking in the Holy Land showed their signs. Otherwise, if he acted rashly now, he would really be used as a gun by the Holy Path as Xue Haitang said. .

"It happened a few days ago. It is said that a god came out of the praying lake and took a lot of people who were watching the fun to serve Mr. Bai."

In the corner of the cell, Brother Niu and others were drinking wine. When they talked about what happened at the Prayer Lake a few days ago, they couldn't help but look envious on their faces.

Zhang Jun sat aside and said nothing, just lowering his head and pretending to be drunk.

Praying for the disappearance of thousands of people on the lake has been spreading in the holy land for a few days, and there are all kinds of strange and different opinions.

For example, this version mentioned by Brother Niu is just one of them, and there are also some people who are inclined to some kind of conspiracy theory and so on.

But except for Zhang Jun, everything is dead and there is no evidence.

But strangely enough, since the last time, Mr. Bai has not troubled me again.

You know, Zhang Jun has been feeling anxious in his heart these days, fearing that Bai Jun will retaliate if he is not careful.

After all, I can't always summon the power of Mi Shen to help.

When everyone was talking, someone came to call Brother Niu, saying that the prison god asked him to come over.

"You drink slowly and remember to save some for me."

Brother Niu stood up and greeted everyone waiting for him to come back, but he still shook his head and followed him to see the prison god.

It took just a moment for Brother Niu to leave.

Everyone talked about another person again.

Li Si, also known as the third senior brother Huang Mao, when Zhang Jun first came here, Zhang Jun casually introduced the two names he mentioned when he introduced his family name, Zhang San and Li Si.

He is naturally Zhang San, and Li Si is the third senior brother Huang Mao himself.

"This guy is also quite capable. I see that he has been moving in and out of Madam Lingweng's cell very briskly recently, without showing any procrastination at all. It seems that Madam Lingweng treats him well."

"Isn't that right? Now the ladies and gentlemen only allow him to deliver food. It is said..."

When he said this, someone lowered his voice and said, "Lingweng ladies are very fond of him, and they will touch him every time."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Everyone burst out laughing when they heard this.

Although it was a look of ridicule, there was more or less a hint of jealousy on his face.

Who would have thought that this guy who was sent by the prison god to deliver meals to the ladies would actually gain a more stable position in the prison through the favor of the ladies.

It would be difficult for the prison god to touch him now. If he is not allowed to deliver food, the ladies will be furious, and the entire cell will not be able to live in peace.

Sure enough, outstanding talents can enjoy a more prosperous life than ordinary people like them, even if they eat soft food.

Zhang Jun sat aside and grinned.

He hadn't seen Huang Mao in the past few days. He only knew that after he took the elixir from him last time, he spent every day in the cell. Even when he was on duty, it was difficult to meet him.

You know, this guy is benefiting a lot at this moment.

Little did Zhang Jun know that Huang Mao not only benefited a lot, but felt so happy that he only suffered a lot from Elder Zhao and others in the auditorium of the arena.

After all, Huang Mao is also his true disciple, but after seeing the scene on Huang Mao's side, everyone's faces turned red and they were so embarrassed that they couldn't even raise their heads.

It's not that they can't look away, after all, they are all evil masters, and they have seen too many scenes of dragons and phoenixes.

But I couldn't help but the picture was too eye-catching.

Some people with bad tempers are so sick that they want to vomit just by looking at that picture.

After all, what do you think those deceitful ladies are like?

At this time, Brother Niu, who had left, returned, but instead of the smile he had just now, there was a bright red and purple slap mark on his face.

Upon seeing this, the few who were joking just now stopped laughing and stood up with serious expressions.

"Stop drinking, everyone follow me on patrol."

Brother Niu said with a dark face.

Seeing his bad expression, everyone stood up and followed him without asking any more questions.

Although they had just patrolled once, no one dared to speak rashly at this time.

"You, 伱, you, you guys, go to the east side, check it carefully again, and make sure there are no problems, then wait for me at the door of the second floor, and the rest of you will follow me to the third floor!"

Brother Niu stretched out his fingers a few times and divided the team into two.

"Third floor? Brother Niu, didn't the higher-ups tell us not to let us go to the third floor rashly?"

Someone asked in a low voice.

Those detained on the third floor are all felons. In addition to the disciples of the holy way, there are also some disobedient gods. Generally speaking, they do not need to go to the third floor because there are unique rules to protect them and they are not afraid of the third floor. What happened to the prisoner?

On the contrary, some of them, the jailers, rashly entered the third floor out of curiosity, and as a result, they never saw him come down again.

So when I heard that they were going to the third floor, I would inevitably have questions about it.

Brother Niu had a cold face, raised his hand and slapped the person who spoke on the face: "Go if you are told to go, why do you ask so many questions, that's what the prison god told me."

Everyone stared blankly at Brother Niu's angry expression.

He had been following the Prison God for several years, and after being treated like this today, he unconsciously took out his grievances on his subordinates.

Seeing that he was angry and it was the prison god's intention, everyone did not dare to ask any more questions and acted honestly according to the assigned tasks.

Zhang Jun followed silently. He didn't express any opinion on this, but there was some confusion in his eyes.

Is it because of the Shenlou?

I haven't moved for a long time, and the person in the divine building can't sit still?

With doubts, Zhang Jun followed Brother Niu through the corridor of the second-floor prison and came to the entrance of the third-floor prison.

In front of the prison door on the third floor, two lanterns with human heads hung.

The two men had lantern-like heads, white eyebrows and long beards. They couldn't help but burst into hoarse laughter when they saw Brother Niu.

"You two, we are here to inspect on the orders of the Prison God. Please open the door."

Facing these two lanterns with human heads, Brother Niu did not dare to show any slightness and bowed deeply with both hands.

"Hey, do you understand the rules?"

"Understand!"

Brother Niu nodded and said calmly: "Don't speak, shut up, tie the rope around your waist, and don't look back."

Seeing Brother Niu explaining the rules, the two lanterns slowly closed their eyes, and then the stone door in front of them was lifted up by an invisible force, revealing the long steps behind them.

Seeing the door open, Brother Niu was not in a hurry to go in. Instead, he turned around and introduced the rules of the third floor to Zhang Jun and others.

"Remember, when you get to the third floor, don't speak no matter what. No matter what you see, even if you see your own father and mother locked up inside, don't make a sound. After you walk in, I will give everyone a The rope is tied around the waist. Let me tell you beforehand, if anyone unties the rope, he will never be able to walk out." Brother Niu's face was very serious. Even though it was not the first time for some people to go to the third floor, they couldn't help but feel sad. Take a breath and commit the rules to memory.

Then Brother Niu took out a rope and tied it around everyone's waist. Brother Niu walked at the front, followed by Zhang Jun at the back.

Before leaving, Brother Niu glanced at Zhang Jun meaningfully and said: "Brother, you must follow closely."

Zhang Jun nodded to express his understanding.

"Da da da……"

Everyone walked up the stairs. The temperature became higher as they went up. When they walked up the stairs, they saw a world of fire in front of them.

The fire ahead was dazzling, and painful roars could be heard from time to time in the fire.

Zhang Jun looked around and saw that some people's bodies had been burned to charcoal in the fire, but they were still alive. It seemed that they were aware that someone was coming, and they threw themselves on the cell door, angry at Zhang Jun and the others. roar.

Zhang Jun originally wanted to take a closer look at these figures and find out the whereabouts of the Son of the Holy Way.

He has seen the clues provided by Jing Jing and the others.

The son of the Holy Path was quite handsome and had the golden seal of the Holy Dharma left by the leader of the Holy Path on his forehead, so it was not difficult to find him.

But if they all become like this, Zhang Jun is not sure how to find the Son of the Holy Way.

At this time, he felt the rope around his waist tightening. He looked up and saw Brother Niu, who was walking in the front, glaring at him, indicating that he should go faster.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun could only lower his head and follow the team.

There was a sea of ​​fire in front of them, but it did not harm them. Instead, they followed Brother Niu and his group, and a path emerged under their feet.

Only a hundred meters further along the path, the flames receded, replaced by biting ice.

When the cool breeze blew, Zhang Jun felt that even his fleshy body felt a chill.

Not to mention the people in the cells, most of them were soaked in water prisons.

The temperature here is at least minus 40 degrees, but the water surface is not frozen, but everyone soaked in it is frozen white all over.

He took a closer look and found a lot of white powder on the edge of the cell. He gently ingested some with his quenching hands, pinched it in his hand and rubbed it gently, then put it under the bridge of his nose and sniffed.

It's salt.

This is not surprising.

Salt water has a very low freezing point and will not freeze even in colder places.

But this does not mean that you can stay warm if you soak your body in it. On the contrary, it will be even more deadly.

Zhang Jun couldn't help but think of a news he saw in real life. A certain UP owner went to Chaka Salt Lake in winter. When he saw the clear sky and no one in winter, he walked barefoot in the water.

In less than five minutes, he almost had to have his leg amputated.

This is still luck.

In reality, there are not many situations like this.

Zhang Jun didn't dare to think about the feeling of these people soaking in it... Zhang Jun didn't dare to think about it.

No one in the group dared to speak and just walked forward with their heads lowered. He was the only one who dared to look around like Zhang Jun.

At this time, Zhang Jun looked towards the prison ahead, and there was a young girl sitting cross-legged in the cell.

The girl sat cross-legged on the water and was not immersed in the water. Even so, her skin and flesh were cracked. There were two pairs of huge flesh wings behind her, which had been corroded by the salt water in the cold water prison and were full of holes.

Sensing Zhang Jun's gaze, the girl opened her eyes and stared at Zhang Jun, with a slight smile on her lips: "

Another group of ants, ridiculous, ridiculous. "

The girl's ethereal voice made Brother Niu, who was walking in front, feel numb. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at the girl.

He knew the origin of this girl. Although she was a god, she was also a spy of the Holy Path lurking in the land of gods.

If there hadn't been a traitor in Shenxiang, this person would still be aloof at this moment, a being that prison guards like them wouldn't even dare to look at in their dreams.

Of course, even now, he did not dare to look at this god, for fear that he would hear something he shouldn't hear from her, so he just walked forward faster.

The girl looked sideways at Zhang Jun and his group as they walked further and further away, and suddenly burst into hoarse laughter: "Mr. Bai will throw you all into the well one day!"

Zhang Jun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, well? Is it the well outside the black temple?

Unfortunately, he was not allowed to ask here, and Brother Niu kept accelerating his pace, so Zhang Jun could only take a quick glance at the other person.

Just at this glance, he saw the girl staring at him, the corners of her lips slightly opened, and she spoke six words lightly with her lips.

Life is on the road to death!

Zhang Jun turned his head and wondered what these four words meant.

At this moment, a dazzling bright light suddenly hit Zhang Jun, causing him to close his eyes involuntarily.

At this moment, Brother Niu who was walking in front suddenly quickened his pace, but Zhang Jun felt a lightness on his waist.

Suddenly a bad thought arose in my mind.

He hurriedly pulled the rope, but his heart suddenly went cold.

The rope in his hand actually broke.

A finger was rubbed on it, and the cut was very neat. It was obviously cut off deliberately.

bad!

This is a trap, and someone is obviously planning to take advantage of the cell to kill him.

Just who could it be?

Holy way? Do they know they betrayed them?

Shenxiang? Was it Mr. Bai who took action?

Zhang Jun thought of various possibilities, but they were all rejected, thinking that Brother Niu set off to meet the so-called prison god.

Could it be that this prison god wanted to kill himself?

But he has clearly drawn a clear line with Huang Mao, so why does the other party have to let him die?

But soon, Zhang Jun stopped thinking. The most important thing now was to get out.

It's just that I can't open my eyes at all here, the bright light is dazzling, as if there are more than a dozen bright lights shining on me, and I can't open my eyes no matter what angle I look at.

Zhang Jun patted his storage bag, took out a lantern from it, and then blew it gently. As the white flames in the lantern ignited, the surrounding light began to dim instantly.

Only then did Zhang Jun open his eyes. There was also a cell in front of him, but the cell here was made like a mirror, constantly reflecting strong light.

People trapped inside are exposed to strong light day and night, and even if they close their eyes, their eyes will feel bright.

Zhang Jun even saw that most of the people in the cell were blind and had hollow eyes. They couldn't bear it and dug out their own eyes in the end.

But there are three forked roads in front of us.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun frowned and was about to use the three divination methods to divine his way forward when the cell under his feet suddenly trembled.

The surrounding cells were spinning, and wisps of fire appeared on the ground.

Suddenly a fire dragon spurted out from the cell, instantly turning several cells into a sea of ​​fire.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun probably understood that the cells here would be constantly changing, and people would not stay in the same environment for too long.

At the same time as the cell transformed, the fork in front of him also disappeared.

Looking again, the three roads merged into one road. The end of the route was also pitch black, and the result could not be seen.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun pinched his fingers and used divination to predict the future for reference.

As he kneaded his fingers and recited the incantation, the next second, his vision lit up, and Zhang Jun saw a bloody human head placed on the altar table.

The head stared blankly ahead, with his mouth wide open. His appearance was exactly the same as Zhang Jun's...

(End of this chapter)