Chapter 12 Prison
Halfway through, Fu Qingzhou fainted.
It wasn’t that he fainted from the pain, but that the elder waved his hand in front of him, and his eyes darkened and he didn’t understand anything.
When he woke up, he had a headache as if someone had given him a shot, and he realized that he had probably been given some kind of powerful drug.
He rubbed his head and slowly sat up, then looked around carefully.
"This is a cell..."
After one glance, Fu Qingzhou made a judgment.
The thick iron fence, the hay on the ground full of bloody smell, the rough wall full of suspicious marks...
He approached the iron fence and looked out, but there was nothing but movement on the wall. Nothing could be seen except the flame of the oil lamp.
"Is anyone there?"
Fu Qingzhou shouted, and the echo was obvious, dull and depressing, but no one responded.
He shook his head, sat back on the ground, and rubbed his still aching stomach: "It seems that the water in the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains is very deep. I was a little reckless this time."
< br>At this time, the smoker's voice sounded leisurely in his ears: "Do you admit that you are an idiot this time?"
"Hmph... I did make a mistake, but it's not completely helpless. ”
Fu Qingzhou briefly checked himself and found that there were no new injuries, and there seemed to be no weird poison. Although the package was taken away, the clothes were not changed for him. Pick up some hidden poisons and medicine.
As for the stone heart where the smoker hides, probably because this stone is so ordinary, no one cares about it and keeps it.
"That's right."
He asked: "That old man who came out from behind, what level is he?"
The Smoker sneered: "Don't even think about it. "No, you can't be his opponent. That guy is at least the ninth level of martial arts and the peak level of martial arts."
Fu Qingzhou was startled: "Then I have seen the strongest person in the world." One of the people? ”
"Fart! Is that him?"
The Smoker's tone was extremely disdainful: "The Ninth Realm I killed back then, I could build a tower by piling up their skulls!"
Fu Qingzhou understood instantly: "So, there are higher realms above the Ninth Level of Wu Qiao."
"Isn't this nonsense?" Yan Gui said angrily: "Otherwise, how did I come out? Just the Ninth Level of Wu Qiao. You are at the bottom of the pile and will be nothing after death. How can you live for hundreds of years as easily as I did?"
After that, it said leisurely: "I think you are quite leisurely. Why don’t you chat with me here and think about how to escape?”
Fu Qingzhou sneered: "Escape? Meng Zhugang, a frustrated disciple who delivers food and water on Wandu Mountain, almost killed me twice. One of them was when he was seriously injured. How can I escape?"
"Then You just sit back and wait for death?" Yan Gui asked: "You are not a person with this kind of character?"
"You are dead."
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "Didn't the elder say that? Are you going to catch me and wait for the Presbyterian Council to make a decision? It won’t take long for them to come back to me.” Aren’t you afraid that all of them are traitors?”
"It is very possible that there is more than one traitor, but it is impossible for them all to be traitors." Fu Qingzhou said lightly: "Otherwise, why would you want that little guy Meng Zhugang to kill people and seize the key? And I think he looks like this, he doesn't even know The elder is in the same camp as him, so things are not that simple."
"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, there is always a chance to fight for it."
He felt the comfort of the spiritual body. , leisurely said: "Speaking of which, why don't you also tell me how to unlock the second level of Wu Qiao?"
"Ah?" Yan Gui was confused: "What do you mean? Didn't you just open the third level?" Are you confused?"
Fu Qingzhou did not reply this time, but took a deep breath.
His Yintang acupoint seemed to be breathing as well, causing his skin to beat gently, and the surrounding spiritual void that could not be seen with the naked eye faintly formed a weak whirlwind surrounding him. With every breath, his eyes became brighter. The wound on his shoulder that was stabbed by a sharp stone last night had already stopped bleeding. At this time, scabs were forming from the edge at an extremely slow speed. Although the speed was very, very slow, it was clearly... Healing.
“Damn it, you are a bit outrageous!”
Yang Guijian shouted: “Even if you have practiced martial arts for ten years and have a good foundation, but This is how fast I mastered the first skill!"
Fu Qingzhou stopped and smiled slightly: "Fortunately, as you said, I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and you have taught me the past three years. My stuff has really laid a solid foundation, and it’s really not that difficult to master an acupoint.”
This time, the smoker didn't reply. It fell silent and didn't respond for a long time. No matter how much it was called, it didn't respond.
Fu Qingzhou was a little confused. Just when he was about to take out Shi Xin and threaten him, there were footsteps outside.
He quickly broke away from his meditation state, fell to the ground casually, and pretended to be unconscious.
Unexpectedly, a few seconds later, a joke that sounded like a smile but not a smile came from outside the prison: "Don't pretend to be unconscious. You were just treating the injury in Na Lingxu. Do you think others can't notice it?"
Fu Qingzhou opened his eyes in embarrassment, and the smoker's wild laughter sounded in his ears again, obviously mocking him.
The person standing outside the prison looked familiar, and he quickly recognized that this was one of the four Wandu Mountain Miao disciples that Meng Zhu had just brought. This was a tall and strong young man, with a simple and honest appearance, but a bright look in his eyes. Shining with shrewdness.
He came to the prison and squatted down, shrugging his chin: "What you said to us at that time was true?"
Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up, but he did not immediately Answer, but asked: "Are you here to save me?"
"Haha, of course not."
The Miao young man smiled and said: "The elder is our disciplinary elder. , he said that if you killed one of our people, unless the sect leader comes personally or the elders find you innocent, who can save you?"
Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes: "Brother, what do you mean by coming here?"
"Someone doesn't trust the old man and wants me to come and check you out."
The Miao youth has bright eyes. , smiled and said: "If you insist on saying that I am here to save you, that's right. Tell me the whole thing without omitting anything. If you are really innocent, you may still have a chance to leave."
Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you have already had problems within Wandu Mountain... So how do you judge whether what I said is true or false?"
The young Miao man was attracted by him After saying this, his smile became even brighter, showing two rows of white teeth: "Are you going to say it or not?"
"Say."
Fu Qingzhou nodded: "This matter starts with me touching a big stone in the mountain..."
Except for the existence of the smoker, he was very involved in the whole thing. Without making up any more lies, I told everything from how to get to the old Miao women's courtyard through Laohai, to visiting the courtyard at night because I wanted to get in touch with Wandu Mountain, to the battle of wits and courage between the two after meeting Meng Zhugang. come out.
The young Miao people listened silently until he finished speaking, and then asked softly: "When you first met Senior Brother Mengzhu, you didn't have martial arts skills yet. Why did you open them now? Someone taught you "Yours?"
Fu Qingzhou only had two thoughts after hearing this... First, Meng Zhugang's original surname was Meng Zhu? Secondly, this boy's observation skills are quite strong, barely one-third as good as mine.
He smiled: "This has nothing to do with this matter."
"Okay."
The Miao young man stood up: "It won't be long before we know whether what you said is true or false. . ”
After that, he didn’t mean to stay at all, so he turned around and left.
Listening to the footsteps getting further and further away, Fu Qingzhou blinked: "Look, isn't there a turning point?"
"Tsk, you kid is really lucky." Smoker said lazily.
Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows: "So, why did you just ignore my words for a long time?"
"I can't think of something?" Smoker snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense. Don’t you want to open the second level of martial arts?”
(End of this chapter)