Because I was put back in heavy shackles, I was a little reluctant to get up, and through a few dim oil lamps in the aisle, I saw Guo Jiabin and Zhong Shuiyue pushing and shoving, walking towards this side.

It was Zhong Shuiyue who screamed loudly, her face was pale, she couldn't walk, and she was obviously poured into the bone-eating grass, but even so, her voice was still full of energy, and the cell was in chaos.

As mentioned earlier, this prison built by the Japanese army during World War II was quite large, and there were more than 50 prisoners in it, and almost all of them were men. I don't know why these guys are being held here, but it stands to reason that the closer you are to the door, the least of the crimes and threats, and those like me and Master Datu are placed in the innermost.

The cell here has a stale smell, the smell of urine and smell, making people crazy, in addition, although it has been scented by mugwort, but those huge mosquitoes are still like miniature bombers, buzzing here, and if you don't pay attention to it, it is a numb and itchy bag, which is so uncomfortable, I am also blessed by the fat bugs, although it is not there, but its breath makes these insects prohibitive, so that I can sleep well, as for the others, most of the rest, The main pastime is mosquito swatting.

Why is there chaos in the cell?

This is related to Zhong Shuiyue, as soon as this beautiful young woman in her prime appeared here, there were suddenly a large number of hungry and thirsty strong men screaming, all of them gathered in front of the iron railing, and grabbed their hands in front of them, thinking that even if they touched a little bit of milk-like smooth skin, they would be willing to die, and even worse, they didn't ask for help, dancing left and right in the dark, and after a while, a bad smell of washing powder mixed with bitter chestnuts wafted away.

Zhong Shuiyue was still complaining loudly at first, but when she saw this scene, she suddenly felt weak, and she didn't dare to make a sound, so she asked people to take it and walk towards the innermost part of our side.

As the group got closer, I realized that it was Xu Ming who came with him, and he first arranged Guo Jiabin and Zhong Shuiyue opposite me with the cell boss, and after the door was locked, he walked towards me with a box.

Seeing me sitting on the bed, he smiled at me and said how is it, woken up?

I nodded, then pointed to the two on the other side with my chin, and said What's the matter, since they have already thrown themselves under your door, why are they still locked up?

Xu Ming explained to me while flipping through the box he brought, saying that these two are really idle, Mr. Xu has agreed to take them in, and also promised to give them a suitable location and make proper arrangements, but they are not satisfied, for a while they are dissatisfied with the accommodation conditions, and for a while they are dissatisfied with our arrangement, they always want to control Mo Luo in their own hands, as a hole card, in order to seek wealth, so half an hour ago, Zhong Shuiyue and Guo Jiabin took advantage of the night to escape from the south with Mo Luo, He also injured several soldiers under Wang Lun Khan, but Ma Gui found out, and directly arrested them, and Moluo hypnotized them to release them alone, and then threw them into the cell, sober for a few days, so that they could know what hardship is and what happiness is.

After saying this, he took out a packet of brown paper from the box, and said that here is the food I found for you in the kitchen, tortillas and rice balls, if you are hungry, you can eat a little; Here are boxes of mosquito coils, you can light them at night, and you don't have to suffer so much; There are also paper, pens and candles, these are for you to transcribe the method, this matter Mr. Xu explained, but unfortunately Ma Gui is too busy, only now I remember, and, here the night will be a little cold, I will later instruct someone to send you a bed blanket, you sleep covered, I have already instructed the cell head, you have something to call him, although he does not understand the Chinese, but the comparison is correct, should be able to help you......

Xu Ming said so nagged, I didn't speak, just nodded, he thought I would say something grateful, but seeing that I was indifferent and felt bored, he stood up and said goodbye to me and left.

After Xu Ming left, I lay down on the bed again, my eyes open, thinking about the current situation, what should I do.

I thought about it for a while, and I really had a headache, although the little demon and Duoduo were able to escape, and there was a tiger cat, but Chi Limei was in the insect pond, and she couldn't get out, and here was Sakurang's heavy land, with armed men with guns on the periphery, and a large number of powerful head lowering divisions around the inside, coupled with Mr. Xu's terrifying role against the sky, I always felt that the future was bleak.

I was having a headache when there was a movement from Guru Datu next to me, who gently knocked on the iron fence and called out my name.

For this sympathetic enemy, I was still able to maintain a certain amount of respect, and got up to ask something?

Guru Datu kept scratching his hands all over his body, and whispered to me if he could give him a plate of mosquito coils.

He was so powerful a few days ago, but now he is just an ordinary old man, with many red spots on his bald head, and it is obvious that those fierce mosquitoes are most interested in his bare head. He was still a little arrogant, but at the moment he was also tortured to the point of losing his spirit, looking at me pitifully, I couldn't bear it, so I got out of bed, turned over the box Xu Ming gave me for a while, and found no matches, so I knocked on the iron gate with an iron chain a few times and beckoned to the cell head.

The big-bellied cell boss ran over with the oil on the plate, Xu was ordered by Xu Ming, he didn't have the initial violence, and asked me respectfully.

I didn't understand, so I showed him a roll of mosquito coils that I had opened, and Guru Datu was translating beside me, and the man was also very good, so he took down the oil lamp from the corridor and came over to light it for me. By this fire, I lit the candle too, and put a little wax on the edge of the bed, and when the cell head had turned away, I handed the lit mosquito coil to Datu, through the iron fence, and gave him half of the tortillas.

Seeing me so righteous, Master Datu was quite moved, and said Lu Zuo, in fact, we don't have any conflict of interest, if only I knew your temperament and didn't be your enemy.

I smiled and said what's the use of talking about this now, people, a lot of antagonism is just a difference in position, and if you are in trouble, you are both opponents and acquaintances, and it is inevitable to take care of each other. Guru Datu broke the tortilla and carefully put it in his mouth, and when he saw that I was sorting out the pen and paper, he couldn't help but ask me, "Will you agree to Xu Yingzhi's conditions?"

I was stunned for a moment, and said How do you know what conditions he told me?

Master Datu smiled flatly: "You Chinese talk about the fall of a leaf and know the autumn, I don't have to know the whole way, but I can also know the development of things." ”

I nodded, didn't say yes, didn't say no, just looked up and saw him eating tortillas, and said that according to your ability, as long as you are willing to bow your head, you will definitely be able to find a place in Sakurang, so why bother here?

Hearing my question, Master Datu raised his head and said lightly, "Just as I would not have snatched the unicorn fetus of that Hong Kong merchant before, in the same way, I will never succumb to Sakurang's obscenity. ”

He said firmly, and I nodded, and stopped talking, but concentrated on transcribing the twelve methods.

"The Twelve Methods of Suppressing the Mountains" is the first teacher on my spiritual path, because it is self-taught, so I can't understand it, I just memorize it, and I don't understand a lot of it. Later, I obeyed my grandmother's wishes and destroyed them, but there were still electronic files left, and it was not until I was able to really understand them and memorize them all in the world.

This scripture has a total of more than 200,000 words, plus Luo 18's commentary, almost more than 300,000, a brilliant masterpiece, although after nearly three years of study, and the guidance of the tiger cat, but I find that the more I know, the more profound and obscure I feel, the same sentence, two years ago and now, the meaning of the understanding is different.

This is a classic that requires a lifetime of painstaking research, and because of the shallow relationship between my life experience and practice, I can only take the meaning in short chapters more often than not. But Mr. Xu is different, he should know a lot about the things on the twelve methods, but he has not systematically integrated them, if he is given the original book to compare, his strength will definitely be greatly improved at that time.

If this is the case, as his enemy, I am afraid that it will be very sad.

If it is on his side with me, it goes without saying, but with his character and means of acting, he is far from me, if he knows that I am the reincarnation of Luo Eighteen, whom he hates the most, I am afraid that I will not live until tomorrow afternoon.

However, everything is tactful, I transcribe this time, copy a sentence in the east, make up a sentence in the west, I really can't make some objections, change the twelve methods into a plausible, clouds and mountains and fog cover, this day a thousand children and 800 words to write, but it can also delay for a while, so that I will not die tragically in this cell.

Now that I had made up my mind, I began to make up a fake with all my might, which was a very difficult thing, and I kept recalling and understanding the meaning in my mind, and then compiling it, which also had the effect of reviewing and re-understanding, and I benefited myself a lot.

With such dedication, time flies before I know it, and I seem to have an illusion that there seems to be a trickle surging in the meridians that I have been withered by the bone-eroding grass, nourishing my entire body and recovering some strength.

However, hallucinations are hallucinations after all, and when I went to investigate them seriously, there was no trace of them, and I could not find them at all.

Even so, my spirit seems to be much better, and the more I write, the more I write, the hardest I write, until I take the current prison disaster as a quiet reflection, and re-examine myself.

My whole person was completely immersed in the supreme wisdom of my predecessors, and I was in a good situation, but at this moment, a sweet call from the other side woke me up: "Little Brother Lu Zuo, please, can you bring us a mosquito coil too, please......"

I strangled it, and the voice was so soft that I immediately heard several strong men next to me panting like cows, grunting, and swallowing a mouthful of saliva into my throat.