The First Cause of All Realms

Chapter 55: Country slang and... jail!

"me……"

The stench in the dark and damp cell was full of stench, and Li Eryi clutched at the railing, tears streaming down his face, and he burst into tears.

Crying, he was extremely regretful.

Knowing that today, he would have left this Heishan County long ago, no, he would not even set foot in this Heishan city for half a step.

But at this time, no matter how upset you were, it was useless.

"Liu Wenpeng..."

After listening to Li Eryi's cry with a blank face, Yang Yu's chest heaved and he felt his temples throbbing.

Liu Wenpeng, the prefect of the county, naturally cannot target Li Eryi in person.

But for the people who were sent to prison by the magistrate himself, is there any good in entering the cell?

Needless to say about the hardships such as mining, the seven-eight-person prison alone is enough for him to endure.

There are many prison cells in Heishan City, and those who have to lock up seven or eight people are mostly thorns, or those who offend the yamen and jailers.

How can a storyteller like Li Eryi stand up to this?

Holding a toilet bucket every day, and someone squatting on your head to urinate when you sleep, it's good that he hasn't collapsed.

"Don't cry, I'll change your cell first."

Glancing coldly at the other prisoners in the cell, Yang Yu turned around and asked the jailer of this cell for a tael of silver in exchange for the key.

"Brother Yang, it's not that my brother doesn't help you, there really is no free cell anymore."

The jailer watched with his arms in his hands.

During this period of time, as the news of Yang Prison going out of the city to suppress bandits spread, his reputation has grown a lot.

In fact, the jailers in the cell were somewhat in awe of him after he had killed the gangsters in the previous robbery field.

After all, there were only three prisoners who had exchanged blood in the cell, and this one was said to have killed more than three.

"Then find a better one."

Yang prison expressionlessly threw a piece of silver over.

In his heart, he was thinking about how to get Lao Li out.

It's not easy.

It is easy to get in and get out of the prison in Montenegro. Even Liu Wenpeng can take people out of the prison, but to bring people out, they must also hand over documents to the Shunde government.

Of course, going out means going out alive.

"Look at it."

After weighing the pieces of silver, the jailer immediately smiled and led the way with his quick hands and feet.

The big prison is like a besieged city, where there are few places to see light, and it is dark during the day as if it were night.

Either he has money at home, or he has a relationship with the yamen.

However, there is no such place in the ten or so cells that the jailer is in charge of, so Yang prison naturally has no right to bring Li Er to himself.

I could only choose among the dwarfs and pick out a slightly cleaner cell.

"Oh..."

Hearing Li Eryi's humming sound, Yang Yu felt a little regretful that he didn't keep some medicine for golden sore.

"You county magistrates are not a good thing."

After washing his face with muddy water, Li Eryi fell to the ground as if he had no bones, gnashing his teeth.

"Okay, no one in the city doesn't know if he is a good thing."

Yang Prison felt a little guilty:

"I've wronged you for the time being. I'll find a way to get you out."

"never mind."

Li Eryi was a little frustrated: "Even Liu Qingqing can't do it, how can you do it?"

"Liu Qingqing?"

Yang Yu's heart moved.

Seeing that the jailer was far away, Li Eryi told the story before and after he came in.

In the end, he was a little dejected:

"My father is not a good thing, and neither is my son. Liu Qingqing really tried to kill me. By the way, my apprentice was also arrested!"

"I'll go and bring him over later."

Yang Yu pulled some hay and sat down, chewing on what Li Eryi overheard in his heart.

"You have to be careful. I listened to what Liu Wenpeng meant, I'm afraid I didn't think about letting you come back alive."

Li Eryi was a little worried.

After listening to those few words, he was almost killed, and Yang Yu's situation was not very good either.

"He was targeting Wang Wu, maybe he didn't take me seriously at all."

Yang Prison laughed at himself.

He knew clearly in his heart that the status of blood-changing warriors was naturally not low, but only Wang Wu, who was condensed into the blood of a cow, would be feared by the county magistrate.

"By the way, the old man eight mentioned what Lian Sheng Jiao was looking for, and it was said to be related to the 'big prison'."

Li Eryi lowered his voice:

"When I was working for the past few days, I found that many prisoners seemed to have ulterior motives. In this big prison, I'm afraid there are really good things..."

"I do know that."

Yang Yu nodded: "I'm looking for this too, but I haven't found anything..."

"No, I mean, that old man, maybe there is some collusion with Lianshengjiao!"

Li Eryi leaned against the wall weakly:

"No calamity, no calamity. I shouldn't have promised Liu Qingqing, no, I should have fled earlier! Or, I shouldn't have come to this Black Mountain City!"

"I'll take you out."

Yang Yu felt a little ruthless in his heart.

He has nothing to do with this broken jailer, and he doesn't want to stay in the city of Montenegro.

After she settled her mother-in-law, she rescued Lao Li and went out?

He thought about it in his mind, and remembered the 'Ghosts and Gods of the Ten Capitals Rank Map', and couldn't help but move his mind:

"Lao Li, do you know the dialects and slang words of other places?"

"Dialect slang?"

Li Eryi was slightly startled, then nodded: "We're in this business, so we naturally know a little bit."

"That's good."

Yang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

This trip out of the city, he is more and more thirsty for strength, but the exchange must be done step by step, there is no shortcut.

His mind gradually focused on the two 'Ten Capital'-level things on his body.

Next, he began to ask Li Eryi some weird phrases and slang words~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Li Eryi frowned and smiled wryly, answering them one by one.

only……

"'Skull', should it refer to the head? No, no, it should be the head of a dead man?"

Li Eryi's head became a little bigger: "You speak like a dialect from the 'Yunzhou' side. I don't know much about it. How do you know it?"

"Does this refer to the head?"

Yang Prison was a little speechless.

If it hadn't been told to him by someone who knew these dialects, he wouldn't have guessed what it meant without breaking his head.

"Have you got any martial arts secrets?"

Li Eryi had some vague guesses, and was about to say something when he saw Yang Prison blow out the oil lamp.

"Don't make a sound!"

Yang Yu gently retreated to the corner of the wall, holding his breath, suppressing the surging blood.

After the second blood exchange, his five senses have greatly improved. Just now, he clearly heard the sound of the sword being unsheathed.

Although only for a moment.

Although Li Eryi didn't hear anything, he was still agitated, covering his mouth and not daring to speak.

"Where is the person?"

I don't know how long it took, Yang Prison heard Ruo You Ruo Wu's questioning, and after that, there was a muffled groan.

After that, Li Eryi also heard footsteps.

Dang bang~

With a crisp sound, Li Er's eyes widened for a while.

A masked man in black with a long sword walked outside the prison door where he was, and then stopped.

"This person..."

In the shadows, Yang Yu clenched the handle of the knife tightly and was about to exert his strength when he saw the man in black actually tore off his mask.

"Mr. Li, you have been wronged!"

A sword slashed the chains of the prison door, and the man in black opened the door and said solemnly:

"Liu came to your rescue!"

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