Red Heart Survey

   Chapter 848 Jailer

   "Go in." Mother Bizhu sighed inexplicably, and then said.

  Jiang Wang doubted that after he entered, he would have no chance to rush out once Granny Bizhu got upset and closed the Shimen. But mother-in-law Bizhu had no reason to harm him at this time.

  He is an upright Diaohai Tower, and Qi Guo is his safety reliance.

  So he took the lead down the corridor.

After    walked in, I realized that this tunnel was not too cramped, and was much broader than the scale I felt outside.

  When standing outside, after all, it is limited by the entrance, and there should be some reasons for the formation. It is not too real. This corridor is actually at least as wide as four horse-drawn carriages side by side, and at least three feet high.

  Grape-sized orbs, in a mysterious arrangement, spread out on the walls on both sides of the corridor, vaguely in a certain pattern. But if you pull it too far, you can't realize it in your heart for a while.

  The worrying thing did not happen. Mother-in-law Bizhu walked into the corridor with the lead cane.

The Shimen behind    did rise again slowly, but there was the elder of the Diaohailou next to him, so there was nothing to worry about.

  Before going deeper, Jiang Wang glanced back. There was only a gap left at the entrance, revealing the sky outside the prison, and was quickly sealed off by the completely fallen stone gate.

   gives people an inexplicably depressed feeling, as if some kind of hope has also been annihilated.

   "Is this stone gate only strong and heavy? That doesn't seem to stop a strong person." Jiang Wangzhuang asked casually.

   "Of course it's more than that." Mother Bizhu seemed to feel his anxiety, and her words were very kind: "If it wasn't me who moved the door just now, the formation has already been activated."

  Jiang Wang didn't ask sensibly what the formation pattern was. He just stopped and waited, and walked side by side with Granny Bizhu.

  After a few steps, Bizhu’s mother-in-law suddenly warned: “If someone talks to you later, just deal with it, don’t offend them at will.”

  This serious attitude is a bit nervous.

  "Who would they be?" Jiang Wang asked.

   "The jailer." Mother Bizhu only said these two words, but she refused to say more.

  Her old back did not stop, she continued to go inside.

  Jiang Wang had to follow along.

  The corridor is very long, and it goes further and further down. Estimated according to the distance, it should have reached the bottom of the sea and is still going down.

  The long corridor came to the end, and there was another heavy stone gate, and there was still no one guarding the gate.

  Jiang Wang drew in his heart the pattern of the orbs arranged on both sides of the tunnel, and he discovered that...it was a dragon!

  On both sides of the tunnel, two dragons are outlined with orbs!

  Ssangyong Town Prison?

  Diaohailou really likes to ruin dragons, make dragon coins, build keel boats, and use dragons to make prison walls.

  It seems that all aspects are deliberately echoing, they created the legend of "single man with a pole, fishing dragon on the end of the world".

  No need to push the door again this time, Mother Bizhu directly held the door knocker on the stone door, tapped it twice, and let it go.

  Jiang Wang suddenly felt that he was being watched by some kind of cold eyes. That kind of gaze drilled into the human body like a bug, which made people very uncomfortable.

  Fortunately, "observation" will end soon.

After a short while, Shimen was pulled away from the inside.

  Standing behind the door, the one who just opened the door for them was a drunk man in shabby clothes. With her hair like a chicken coop, she walked in without looking back.

  It seems that they don’t care what Jiang Wang and the others are doing.

   Granny Bizhu did not speak, and Jiang Wang did not say anything.

  Not far behind Shimen, there is a dirty table with dominoes on it.

  There are three more people, sitting awkwardly on three positions on the table, two of them are shirtless, each showing their chest hair and fat. The one in the clothes is rubbing his feet with one hand.

   In short, one by one is more raunchy, and the wine jars are swaying around under their feet.

  A few of them were obviously pushing Pai Gow while drinking.

  These people should be the jailers that Bizhu's mother-in-law said, completely different from what Jiang Wang had imagined. It is definitely a dangerous person who can make Granny Bizhu seriously warn her. At least they should have a cold face and a murderous look to be considered similar in image.

  Unexpectedly, it turned out to be like a group of hobos.

  But Jiang Wang thought about it, maybe it is because they can only eat here and wait for death, and there is no way out, so they are especially dangerous, right?

  The chicken coop that opened the door for Granny Bizhu went straight to the empty seat, slapped a hiccup, and cursed: "Whoever dares to change the brand of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will be him!"

  Ten steps behind this table is a cast iron fence. There was only one door on the fence, which was already open.

  Through the gap of the fence, you can see that there is a long corridor behind the fence, but at this time, the two sides of the corridor are no longer walls, but prisons.

  Some prisons have people, some do not. But it's all quiet.

  "Fuck your mother!" The jailer who was picking his feet across the chicken nest cursed: "Just your broken cards, what can I change?"

  The chicken coop slapped the table: "You really saw my card!"

  He mixed the dominoes on the table with his hands: "You cheated! This game is not counted!"

   "Go!"

   The jailer scolded his feet, but he obviously admitted it and did not stop the reshuffle of the chicken nest head.

   Granny Bizhu did not say hello to them, and walked behind the iron fence on her own, and Jiang Wang followed silently.

   "Hey!" Taking advantage of the shuffling of the chicken coop, the jailer with his feet squinted and looked at Jiang Wang: "I haven't seen it before, where did it come from?"

   Jiang Wang thought about Bizhu’s mother-in-law's warning, and replied: "Linzi."

   "Oh, everyone!"

  There was nothing like or disgusting in his words, it was just a pure repetition of information. After speaking, he continued to dig his feet.

  I had already shuffled the cards, and the jailer in the chicken coop who was making the cards suddenly stopped and rubbed his messy hair.

   turned his face, and looked at Jiang Wang curiously: “Since you are a member of the same class, or tell us, how did Bi Yuanjie die?”

  The other three jailers also cast their gazes, which instantly caused some pressure.

  "Bi Yuan Festival?" Jiang Wang frowned. He has never heard of this name.

  "I was also the jailer here, but I escaped." Granny Bizhu's voice explained in front: "Later he joined Hell without a door. It was one of Yama. It seems to be... King Biancheng."

  Hell has no door, Biancheng King, is the jailer of the prison sea prison!

  Every Yan Luo is the pinnacle of the outer building. In other words, the four unshaven guys who pushed Pai Gow in front of them should also be in this state.

  The four outer tower peaks are jailers! Plus the Bi Yuan Festival before the escape, that's five!

  The guarding power of this prisoner sea prison is really the strongest Jiang Wang knows.

  Wrong...

  Jiang Wang suddenly thought, since that Bi Yuanjie was a jailer, why did he “escape”?

  The prisoners should have always escaped from prison. I have never heard that the jailers also escape from prison.

  Unless, the jailer here cannot leave on his own. They are also subject to certain restrictions...

   Thinking of these questions in his heart, Jiang Wang honestly replied: "It seems that he is the leader of the beaten guard, who was pinched to death in Linhai County."

  The four jailers who were holding the cards looked at each other for a while, their expressions seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and crying but not crying.

  Finally continued to take the cards, no one looked at Jiang Wang again.

  　Thanks to the book friends who really don’t know what they are going to call for the rewards of Zhaowendao!

  (End of this chapter)