Nirvana In Fire

Again, I didn't set up the function of the automatic pop-up of the book page in the book review area. I'm going to be such a big deal. I haven't applied for such a recommendation. It should be said that I didn't even know there was such a fresh way to recommend it ~ ~ ~

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Prison is not the most shady and horrible place in the world, but it is definitely the worst place in the world.

Everyone imprisoned in Heaven's Prison, before walking past the painted copper wood gate, was not Heyyan and dignified, and for those who had just left the precious fields of mankind and suddenly fell into the clouds as subordinate prisoners, it was clear that there was no cooler heaven's prison than the other prisons, the most terrible place in the world.

Old Huang is the guard of the heavenly prison. His son Xiao Huang is also the guard of the heavenly prison. The father and son switch shifts and are guarded by an independent area in the heavenly prison called the Cold Font. Though routine daily visits and two shifts, day and night, are not allowed to leave, their real job is simply to clean the courtyard.

Because there are no prisoners in the cold cell, not a single one.

This is one of the most special parts of the heavenly prison, traditionally confined only to the royal family of felonies. Although the prince is guilty of the same crime as the common man, in fact everyone knows how high the royal family is, and who dares to convict them at will? In the vague memories of the old yellow head, only one of the most noble princes in the world was held here more than a decade ago. Since then, the cold font size has been so empty that it is sprinkled once a day, clean and cold.

On the other side of the empty space outside the cold courtyard is a long corridor called the "Haunted Way”, which leads at the other end of the corridor to a large inner cell made of rock bricks, where all the officials responsible are imprisoned.

Compared to the cold font size of the cold, the underworld is quite lively, and from time to time there will be crying, stubborn, screaming, wooden... Anyway, people of all shapes of expression are pulled over by chains.

The old yellow head often stretched his neck to watch, and when his son came to take over, he said an emotion: “These are the big lords...” This emotion has remained the same for many years.

And of course, there are people coming out of that side of the tunnel. If the person who comes out still shackles, looks dead, the old yellow head will pray in his heart, saying “sin extinguishes early birth”. If the person who comes out is free and easy, there are escort servants beside him, the old yellow head will beat a bend, nothing will be said.

In a boring, odorless caretaker life, watching the warm and warm life scene on the underworld is a good way to pass the time.

On this day, the old yellow head cleaned the cold yard as usual, locked the door, stood on the open floor outside, bowed and watched in the direction of the underworld, and from time to time touched a peanut from the oil bag in his sleeve to chew.

When I first chewed the fifth one, the underworld rallied against the gate on the outside side and knew someone was unlocked. The old yellow man knew that this meant that another new prisoner had been mentioned here and stood busily in the shadow next to him.

The door opened and two familiar faces, Wei and Bull, came in first. They bowed down quickly, coarsely and forcefully toward each side.

The old yellow head shivered for a moment and hurriedly put another sticker against the wall.

Because the person who came in afterwards was really in trouble, he was the number one boss of this entire prison, Lord Arian of the Sentencing Division. Without wearing his official uniform today, the elder master, dressed in a green robe, smiled and raised his hand in a guiding position. “Please, Mr. Su, this way please. ”

Mr. An called Mr. Su a young man in a Confucian shirt. He looked pretty clean. He just lost weight. He didn't look like a big man. However, the young man seemed to be anxious and smiled slightly at the compliments of the Sentencing Master. His steps were still not slow.

A walker follows the underworld, obviously going into a cell to visit a prison. The old yellow head was wrinkling his white eyebrows to guess the identity of the visitor. The young man suddenly stopped and his gaze swept over. The old yellow head was frightened, thinking that he had found himself spying here.

“Over there… seems different…” the young man asked pointing in the direction of the old yellow head.

“That's the Cold House,” Anri replied cautiously, "Mr. Su should know, is where the royal family is being held. ”

“Oh." The young man nodded with no expression and continued to move forward. Behind them, suddenly a shadow floated, like a ghost charm, a while back, the young man shouted something, the shadow stopped well, look carefully, but he was also a normal handsome juvenile. Master An and the two jailers looked curious and inconvenient, and the pedestrian just walked through the corridor and disappeared into the gate at the other end.

After sneaking back to the courtyard door within his own guard, the old man took a breath, sat down, and continued to screw his eyebrows to guess who the visitor would be. This is his pleasure, he doesn't give up on being frightened, and he never cares what he speculates about. There's no way to verify right or wrong.

This young man, Mae Chang-soo, of course, has done something on this boring day for the old man.

Due to the personal arrangements made by the King Yu, Ares did not dare to slacken. Although he was only an unofficial white scholar, he was careful to accompany him personally and did not dare to take his identity lightly.

The cells of the heavenly prison are single rooms, grouted and built, unusually sturdy. Like all prisons, there are only small, tall windows, with poor air flow and a cold, moldy smell. Mae Changsu paused slightly when entering the inner prison corridor and lifted his hand to hold his forehead, as if he was not used to the dim light inside. Flying over, beside him, seemed very smooth.

“Mr. Su, please be careful under your feet," walked to the corner and alerted Ann sharply, "Xie Yu's cell is still on the ground floor. ”

Mae Changsu held onto the flowing arm and took a dozen rough stone steps to the bottom floor, walking inward through two or three rooms and outside a relatively inner cell.

As soon as Ari raised his hand, he indicated that his subordinates had opened the cell door. The whole cell is about six feet long, dark and dull. Only a small, oblique window at the top penetrates a bleak ray of sunshine, and there are countless floating particles of dust in the light, which makes you feel stuffy and dirty.

“Please, Mr. Sue, I'll wait for you upstairs.” Ariel whispered and stepped out with two jailers. Mae Chang Su stood outside the door for a moment and slowly walked into the cell door.

I think I've heard the conversation outside. Xie Yu stood up from the straw pile piled up at the corner of the wall, dragged the shackles and moved away, squinting his eyes towards the visitor.

“Master Xie, are you all right?” Mae Chang said hello coldly.

Xie Yu looked at this idle young man and his heart was in a delicate state. In fact, ever since I knew that he was Jiang Zuo Meilang, who had the name of Kirin Talent, I have been trying to prevent him. I have tried all kinds of means, and I have been very careful with every move. But in the end, it was still forced to despair and into this humid cell. If all of this happens to be revealed because of his bad luck, if it was actually made by this Jiang Zuo Meilang, then Silent Night's Reflection is a little creepy, I'm surprised, I can't figure out how he did it.

“Why? I haven't seen him for half a month. Don't you recognize Su?” Mae Chang-su stabbed him again.

Xie Yu withstood the angst of his chest and hummed: “Of course I do. When Mr. Su first arrived in the capital, he lived in my house as a guest. ”

“Yes,” said Mae Chang Su Tan, “I remember the first time I met Master Xie Hou, you were still as rich as a jade, and you looked so handsome, the imperial pillar stone's power, so daring to look up. ”

“It turns out that Mr. Su is here today just to get off the stage, sarcastically. This is... not high enough.” Xie Yu looked at him with a heavy eye, "I am now wronged, my life is numbered. Don't you think it is the face of the deputy dwarf who chased me here? ”

Mae Chang Su Run scoffed: “Turns out Master Xie Hou knew there was a word for 'little man' in the world. Why have you ever been wronged? You and I both know that the pile parts controlled by Zhuo Dingfeng are not true, and you are brazen to deny them, only to save your life. Unfortunately, the iron proof is like a mountain, near Huangquan Road, you have fought so hard, how can you save your own life? At best, it has only preserved Xia Jiang. ”

Xie Yu's eyes fluttered and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

Unexpectedly, Xia Jiang was mentioned so quickly. Had it not been for Xia Jiang, this Jiang Zuo Mei Lang would not have come to the filthy place.

With the circumstances so clear, Xie Yu still had no intention of disposing of the prisoner for more than half a month. Xie Yu knew very well that this was because Xia Jiang was actually fulfilling his promise to lobby for ways to save his life. Such an act would surely provoke the king of honor, and the prince would respond accordingly. Mae Changsu appeared in this cell in order to draw his salary at the bottom of the cauldron and find a breakthrough point against Xia Jiang from himself.

So Xie Yu was fully prepared to shrink herself into the iron shell, touching whatever she wanted, insisting on biting the root of her teeth without reacting.

“Master Xie Hou,” Mae Chang-su approached, leaning slightly over her body, "I know... when you see me, you can't help but wonder, how the hell did you lose to me, right? And until now, I'm afraid you haven't been able to come up with a reasonable reason, have you? You have no idea what you've done wrong, what you've missed, or how things have been going on like this, and suddenly one day you're going into the abyss, from the nobleman to the prison to die, right? ”

Listening to these ruthless and harsh words, Xie Yu tightened his face and his cheeks were sore and sour due to his tooth roots too hard, but he still didn't say a word.

“Actually, you don't have to think so hard, I'm here today to tell you clearly. Master Xie Hou, the reason you lose...” May Changsu's eyes scratched on the prisoner's face like ice cream, spitting out a few words slowly, "is because you are stupid. ”

Xie Yu's eyebrows jumped furiously.

“I'm not saying you're dumber than most people, you're just dumber than me.” Mae Chang Su smiled, “just because I'm smarter than you, I can see how you react, how you move, what you plan, what you plan. And on the other hand, what I'm thinking, what I'm going to do, how I'm going to plot it, you can't see it at all. So how can you not lose? How can you not lose? And even after losing, I can't figure out how to lose. It's not stupid... What is it? ”

Xie Yu's face grew white, suppressed the ups and downs of her chest, and her nose grew thicker.

Mae Changsu took a few steps indoors, as if watching this humble room. She turned her head and looked around. Finally, she stopped in front of Xie Yu. She slowly squatted down and looked at him. She smiled suddenly: “Do you know who else is smarter than you besides me? ”

Xie Yu turned his head and persisted in ignoring it.

“Xia Jiang.” May Chang Su didn't think of it, but still spit out the name lightly. "Xia Jiang is too smart for you, so you will still make a mistake of losing at my hands, and keep losing like this. ”

Mae Changsu paused deliberately. Looking at Xie Yu's jumping blues around his neck, he continued with a waveless but very seductive tone: "Let me tell you what a wise man will do to you. Actually, if you think about it, it's really simple. First of all, he came here to see your miserable grandfather and told you that he would not stand idly by and make a deal with you. You don't reveal his secrets, he keeps you alive. This deal is certainly not fake. He will think very seriously about ways to get you out of this prison alive. You get out of jail, you don't get a death sentence, and his promise is done. He saved your life, and naturally you will not confess to any of his crimes. Then you will be sentenced to migratory punishment and banished to a cold place. You may feel like you've survived this, but you don't actually have a chance to suffer. Because at this time your case is closed, no one will come to interrogate you, no one will listen to you seriously, and you have no chance to reveal more secrets with Xia Jiang in your mouth. It's a long way from the capital to exile, and anywhere could be your ghost door closed. And by that time, your death was just the death of an exile prisoner, nobody cared about it, nobody cared about it, even if someone cared about it afterwards, so what if you were dead, you could easily die if you didn't have time to threaten anyone with the secrets you kept, and take everything clean to another world. And Xia Jiang... he is a smart man who will live well, and he will never have to worry about anything again. How good is that? ”

Yellow bean-sized sweat beads rolled down Xie Yu's forehead and dripped onto his dirty, invisible prison clothes, fainting into a black clump.

“Master Xie Hou,” Mae Chang Su's impatient voice was as cold and cruel as it was coming from hell. Each word was stuck in Xie Yu's heart. “You'd better look up now, look at me. Let's have a good talk, shall we? ”