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It was late at night in the cold winter, and the guards in the prison had already closed the door and locked it again. They were sitting around the stove and chatting nonsense, sipping warm shochu with side dishes from time to time, laughing when they were happy, It was in stark contrast to the gloomy and cold atmosphere deep in the prison.
Clang!
Suddenly, a crisp sound sounded from the depths of the cell.
Someone robbed the prison! ?
All the yamen government soldiers suddenly changed their expressions, picked up their weapons and rushed out from several rooms.
After some investigation, the result was somewhat beyond their expectations.
The two heavy iron doors of the prison were intact, and there were not many prisoners in each cage, and there were not many prisoners, and nothing unusual happened.
A group of guards put away their weapons and the gongs used to transmit signals, cursed and walked towards the resting place.
The four walls of the prison they were guarding were all stone walls, the base of the wall was five feet into the ground, the body of the wall was one foot four feet above the ground, and one foot six inches thick. Both inside and outside were guarded by government soldiers, forming a net of heaven and earth. .
If you want to rob the prison here, you not only have to break open the two iron gates and kill all the policemen stationed inside, but also face the siege of a large group of troops who will come to reinforce them as soon as they hear the signal. General mob gangsters can complete.
Therefore, maybe someone was hallucinating just now, and everyone was just scaring themselves.
The cell leader who was walking in the front cursed a few words, and spat on the ground, but when he raised his head, he suddenly froze in place.
Behind him, seven or eight government soldiers stared wide-eyed at the same time.
A figure stood silently in front of them, the face without facial features flickered under the light of the brazier, looking weird and terrifying.
Gudong!
The prisoner's throat rolled, and he tightly held the weapon in his hand, hissing: "Who are you?"
The man lowered his head, his voice was as cold as the cold wind blowing outside.
"My friends, please look here."
Everyone's eyes widened involuntarily, and their eyes were all attracted by a bronze mirror that suddenly appeared in the man's hand.
Swish!
An immature face with a pot top on it suddenly drilled out of the mirror, with two big black holes still bleeding from the eyes, looking towards them as well.
"One, two, three, eggplant."
Following the man saying the name of a vegetable, the pot head smiled, revealing a smile of joy from the heart.
But this scene fell in their eyes, but there was only endless fear and terror.
Plop!
Following the first person slumped on the ground, it seemed as if the first domino had been pushed in an instant, and everyone dropped their weapons and fell limply to the ground.
"Take a little more energy next time, everyone has no grievances and no enmity, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon, don't scare people into fools, you know?"
Gu Juan put away the bronze mirror with his hands, stepped over the unconscious crowd on the ground, and came to the corridor between the two rows of cages inside.
Bang!
In the prison closest to him, a tall man jumped up suddenly, slammed his body heavily on the thick and tough gate, and shouted in surprise: "Brother finally sent someone to rob the prison, hahahaha, I deserved it!" Absolutely, life should not be extinct!"
"What did you do?"
Gu Juan stood face to face with him and asked a question.
"It's not a big deal. It's nothing more than killing a few people and robbing property. Don't worry, little brother. When I go out, I will dig out the gold and silver that I hid before I was arrested and share half with you!"
"Sounds very good, you are qualified."
Gu Juan showed a smile, snapped the big iron chain hanging on the door, and opened the prison door casually.
The brawny man who had been laughing arrogantly just now suddenly fell silent, carefully looked at Gu Pan's face, opened his mouth and hesitated to speak.
"Brother, are you familiar with the people locked up here?"
Gu Juan looked the strong man up and down, then turned and walked outside.
"Yes, some are quite familiar." The strong man continued to look at Gu Pan's expression, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after a while, and quickly replied.
"Then it will save trouble." Gu Juan nodded, and then stood at the door of the second cell, "What happened to the guys locked up here?"
"Uhthey were called the Three Tigers of Donglin on the road, and they were chased and killed by the masters of the six sects over there, and when they came here to commit crimes again, they were surrounded by government soldiersSuppress capture. "
"They also killed people?"
"Killed, every tiger has at least ten human lives on its hands."
"Very well, they are also qualified."
Gu Juan kicked open the cell door, looked down at the three men who were huddled in the corner, and said, "The good days of the three are coming soon, come with me."
"Heh Unexpectedly, you can survive in a desperate situation. It's true that God has the virtue of being good at life."
Before the words fell, the three people who were huddled in the corner moved at the same time.
Even though there were heavy shackles on their feet and wounds pierced by spikes on their shoulders, the movements of the three were as fast as lightning, they divided into three directions, and rushed towards Gu Juan at the same time.
The strong man standing behind trembled, his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up.
He couldn't believe that Donglin Sanhu still retained such strength after being tortured in the prison for so long, and he couldn't even imagine what would happen to him if they escaped.
Just as he was flustered, he only heard a few muffled bang bang bangs, and his face was covered with a sticky and slippery substance without warning.
He smeared it vaguely, and his hands were bright red, and exuded a disgusting fishy-sweet smell.
Gu Juan put down the arm he had raised just now, looked at the stumped limbs scattered all over the cell, frowned and sighed: "I don't want you to live for a while longer, you really don't know what to do."
After finishing speaking, he turned his head and smiled at the stunned strong man, "Okay, let's continue."
Half a quarter of an hour later, a group of prisoners were gathered in the innermost room of the prison. Fang Fangzheng was standing in line, looking at the masked man with trepidation.
Swish!
A piece of pale yellow paper appeared in their eyes, and then a thin red line of fire quickly covered all the lines on the yellow paper.
The next moment, everyone's eyes froze, and nothing in sight disappeared, only the burning ghost face suspended in mid-air remained.
They stared blankly, their expressions quickly distorted. No matter how violent and brutal the bandits were before, at this moment, they turned into helpless and frightened children in the dark.
Plop!
Plop plop plop!
One after another, the prisoners fell to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, and had no breath at all.
"Are they all scared to death?"
"Could it be that if I burn this ghost face talisman, I can instantly transform into a nightmare-creating alien?"
Gu Juan frowned slightly, stepped forward to look at the corpse, and soon he found something worth studying and thinking about.
On the faces of these condemned prisoners, small handprints appeared one after another, and at the position of the handprints, the skin showed a scorched black color, like densely packed burning hands, pressing on their bodies at the same time .
And between these handprints, there are interlaced black lines, which look like black chains that lock the soul, binding these people firmly and cannot break free.
The heat flow in the flame palm, the grimace lines, and the pale arms in the bronze mirror
In an instant, two unrelated things came into his mind, which also gave him a deeper understanding of the operating mechanism of the Burning Ghost Face. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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