genius divination

Chapter 449 The Underground Prisoner
Fan Jiannan followed the doctor to the corridor on the second floor. The corridor was clean, but the walls were covered with graffiti.It all looks like the work of this doctor.

Fan Jiannan didn't feel like he was walking in a prison, but rather like walking into a colony of modernist artists.The doors of some rooms were open, and some people in them gathered in twos and threes to play cards.There were also people sitting alone watching TV.

These people looked normal, with various skin colors, and some even looked a little timid and shy when they saw Fan Jiannan, but Fan Jiannan never dared to underestimate anyone here.Because he could feel that the magic power fluctuations in these people were very strong, and they were definitely masters of magic.

How many general practitioners can be imprisoned by the council on the seventh floor of the basement?
The strange thing is that most of the people seem to have gotten used to the life here. They raised their eyes and looked at Fan Jiannan without any surprise, and they still went about their own things.

The doctor took Fan Jiannan to a room, "Just here. The room is cleaned by dedicated service staff every day, and the food will be delivered by them. If you have any special needs, you can tell them, and they will meet any of your needs , as long as you stay here and don’t leave.”

Fan Jiannan looked at the room, it was really spacious and well tidied up.It didn't feel like a cage, but more like a nice hotel room.He frowned and asked the doctor, "Is everyone here treated like this? They can even walk around freely?"

"Of course, as long as you don't go out, you can walk around at will. Along this corridor, there are special libraries and sports places. You can even go for a run or swim for fitness." The doctor shrugged.

"I didn't even see any protective measures. Did the people here never think about escaping?" Fan Jiannan frowned.

The doctor blinked and said, "Of course, everyone will try to escape after they come in. Some people try to escape for several years, but they give up after a few years, and gradually get used to it after more than ten years. I don’t even bother to escape, because there is no possibility at all. If you can escape from the seventh underground floor, then you are definitely a legend.”

Fan Jiannan thought for a while and said, "The last question, where is Zhang Qiulie?"

The doctor thought for a while and said, "I'm not very nosy, so I don't know the person you mentioned. Why don't you look for each room? Or shout a few times outside, he heard Of course I will know."

Fan Jiannan said helplessly, "How many people are locked up here?"

"Ten or twenty, there are only so many people who can be imprisoned here." The doctor said sarcastically, "The ones who can be imprisoned here are all demon kings. According to the council, all the people imprisoned here are People who seriously endanger society. Okay, take a break. Oh, yes, if you want to try to escape, the gate is over there. There are also escape experiences summed up by prisoners of past generations in the library, you can read them when you have time one time."

Fan Jiannan was a little dazed, "The library still has this thing?"

"Of course, the council has been around for hundreds of years, and many magicians and wizards like you and me have been imprisoned here. These people have tried to escape. Some people have never escaped in their lives, of course they are unwilling. So they are in the book The library has set up a column dedicated to discussing escape methods, and made notes of their experience for future generations to read. After so many years, the number of such notes alone is astonishing. When I first came, I also Soak in there, hoping to find a way to escape." The doctor laughed at himself, "The nickname of my doctor should have been circulated at that time. Because I spent more time in the pile of books than everyone else."

Fan Jiannan couldn't help but said, "Is there such a thing? Doesn't the board of directors not care, just let these detainees study how to escape?"

"The people on the council don't bother to care, because they never believe that anyone can escape from here." The doctor smiled wryly, "By the way, how long has the Zhang Qiulie you're looking for been in here?"

"It should be several months?" Fan Jiannan thought for a while, "How long have you been here, is there any problem?"

The doctor smiled slightly, "If you've only been here for a few months, you can definitely find him in the library. Maybe he's researching how to escape right now. A little fanciful."

Fan Jiannan was speechless.

The library on the seventh basement floor is indeed very large. The entire area should be about [-] square meters, surrounded by tall bookshelves.Even some books on the upper floor can only be obtained by going up the special movable escalator.Zhang Qiulie's face was pale and his eye circles were black and blue, as if he was extremely lack of sleep.While flipping through the thick materials mechanically, while writing and drawing with a pen, his brows frowned into a Sichuan shape.

Most of the prisoners on the seventh floor of the basement went their separate ways, and very few of them were willing to communicate with each other.No one knew how long Zhang Qiulie had been here, only that this person almost lived in the library.In the past few months, he has gone through almost all the written materials left over from the ages.

"It still doesn't work, but it doesn't make sense at all." Zhang Qiulie put down the stack of materials in his hand in distress, and murmured, "If it's because of the formation, it should be impossible to escape the yin and yang and five elements. Write this article The person who provided the information is indeed a master of spells. But why is there so many people and no one can escape? What is the problem?"

"If I were you, I wouldn't read these things. These people couldn't escape themselves, so what's the point of these so-called experiences they left behind?" Fan Jiannan sighed and leaned on the bookshelf.

Zhang Qiulie was startled, turned his head to look at Fan Jiannan, stayed for a long time before saying, "It's you? You are Fan Jiannan!"

Fan Jiannan nodded, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, took a puff comfortably and said, "It's me. Long time no see, Master Zhang."

"How did you get in here?" Zhang Qiulie looked at Fan Jiannan in surprise and asked.

Fan Jiannan smiled slightly, "I seem to have walked in."

Zhang Qiulie's face gradually changed, and he said coldly, "Fan Jiannan, I never thought you would dare to show up in front of me."

Fan Jiannan smiled slightly, pulled a chair and sat in front of Zhang Qiulie.He looked at the pile of books in front of Zhang Qiulie, and said calmly, "Have you found a way to get out of here after reading so many things? Ha, you don't need to say it. The expression on your face has already betrayed you. I'm afraid In the past few months, you have been trying very hard to escape, but there is still no way, right?"

Zhang Qiulie said with a cold face, "What does this have to do with you? Even if I can't escape, but if I can kill you, I can also release the anger in my chest."

"You really think you can kill me?" Fan Jiannan sneered.

Zhang Qiulie gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone who enters the seventh floor of the basement is a person who has accumulated blood and debts and committed heinous crimes. Everyone here hates Mr. Du to the bone. As long as I shout loudly and say who you are Mr. Du's nephew, I'm afraid you won't even have the bones left." A trace of resentment flashed through his bloodshot eyes.

"Oh, it's true. But I want to ask you, what good will it do you if you do this?" Fan Jiannan said leisurely, "Even if I die, can you leave this place? Living in this dark underground, I feel that death is more enjoyable."

"You..." Zhang Qiulie felt a little annoyed. He looked at Fan Jiannan angrily and said, "How did you get in here, and why are you looking for me?"

"I'm here to negotiate a deal." Fan Jiannan said slowly.

Zhang Qiulie was slightly taken aback, "A deal? With whom?"

Fan Jiannan sighed, "Is there anyone else here besides us?"

Zhang Qiulie's eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice, "You want to negotiate a deal with me? So what do you need, and what can you give me?"

"I need you to do something for me." Fan Jiannan said flatly, "Of course, it's not bad for you. At least, I can take you out of this ghostly place."

"Take me away?" Zhang Qiulie cheered up, and quickly lowered his voice, "Could it be Mr. Du's intention? If I help you, he can get me out? No! You are lying, Mr. Du is a man A man of good manners. He would never dare to violate the prohibition of the council, let alone release the prisoners on the seventh floor of the basement without permission!"

Zhang Qiulie looked at Fan Jiannan and shouted sharply, "Are you so easy to deceive when you think I'm a child?"

"When did I say that's what Mr. Du meant? It's just you talking about it." Fan Jiannan sneered.

Zhang Qiulie frowned, "It's not what Mr. Du meant, but who else? Who else can get me out of this damn place?"

Fan Jiannan said slowly, "You have been here for several months, haven't you heard the legend about the seventh underground floor? The seventh underground floor has a history of hundreds of years, and only one person has successfully escaped. And this person's surname is Fan , he is my father."

"Fan Qiangqiang! You're talking about Fan Qiangqiang!" Zhang Qiulie's eyes flashed brightly.

Fan Jiannan nodded and said, "That's right. Although I haven't had any specific information about the defense here. But I can be sure that there are no guards here, so the defense here must be related to the formation. The Fan family has inherited it from generation to generation. Dunjia can be called a family of formations. If my father can do it, I should be able to do it too."

"That's right! No wonder Fan Jianqiang was able to escape from here. Qimen Dunjia is an ancient thaumaturgy, the ancestor of formations in the world. No wonder he was able to escape, no wonder..." Zhang Qiulie murmured.

Fan Jiannan smiled slightly, "Do you still want to kill me now?"

Zhang Qiulie raised his head suddenly, looked at Fan Jiannan and said word by word, "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

"Help me decipher the Star Fate Thaumaturgy!" Fan Jiannan said slowly.

"Star fate!" Zhang Qiulie lost his voice, "This kind of thaumaturgy has been lost since the end of the Han Dynasty. Where did you get it?"

"I'll talk about the details after I go out. Within a week, I must take you away." Fan Jiannan stood up and said, "Even if you run away, you must have a good body. If I were you, I would go back and rest first. Now I still I have other things to do. Remember, I live in Room 2F07."

(End of this chapter)