Fang Chen had stayed in Ishikawa County for more than ten years, and it was the first time he came to the prison where prisoners were held.

The smell of mold and rust, the stench of decay, and scattered figures sitting or lying in the dim shadows.

Their eyes may be dull, numb, desperate, or fierce.

Liu Hao found a single room for him, which was quite clean. Normally, he had to pay tribute to stay in it.

"Master, these are medicines for wounds."

Liu Hao placed the wound medicine next to Fang Chen, and then said softly: "Those people you killed were the men of King Weinan. This matter is very difficult to deal with. Don't blame the disciples."

Fang Chen grabbed the medicine and applied it to the wounds on his body, then nodded gently: "Go ahead."

Liu Hao sighed and led the people away from here, but before leaving, he also told the jailer to treat Fang Chen well.

After applying the medicine to himself, Fang Chen gently leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to rest.

Over the past ten years, everything here has become more and more real, so real that sometimes he even forgets his own origins.

Every time when this moment comes, he will remember that he once sought the other side at Xuankong Temple.

The sea of ​​suffering has not yet been overcome, how can he forget all this?

"Master Shukui has forgotten, Bu Qingchen has forgotten, Bu Qingyu has forgotten, Fang Yunmeng has forgotten, and I don't know if Gu Shuai has forgotten.

If everything in front of us is a test of the Immortal Sect, then what does the Immortal Sect want? We should not forget the past, or we should not forget the human world."

"What are you talking about? Are you going to let me sleep?"

Someone next door shouted angrily at Fang Chen.

When the other party saw that Fang Chen ignored him, he frowned and looked at it for a few times. When he saw that Fang Chen's body had terrible wounds and was covered in blood, he couldn't help but be surprised and said:

"How come you were so seriously injured?"

Fang Chen still ignored it.

The other party seemed to be very angry. He slowly stood up and pressed his strong body like a door panel against the fences on both sides. It was at this time that he saw Fang Chen's face clearly and suddenly lost his voice:

"Ji Liang?"

"Are you...Gu Shuai?"

Fang Chen finally made some movement.

Today's handsome man has a weathered face and a few hideous scars. He was very excited when he saw Fang Chen:

"It's me! It's me."

Fang Chen didn't expect that he would meet Gu Shuai again in a place like this, and the two of them would become inmates.

After talking, Fang Chen learned that Gu Shuai was arrested because after he killed the bodyguard, the government had been pursuing him and never stopped.

After hiding for more than ten years, he was finally caught and executed in three days.

"Alas, I only have three days left to live. Although you have killed someone, it will still be some time before Qiu Hou is beheaded. We have staggered our journeys, and I don't know if we will see each other again on the road to hell."

Gu Shuai said with a bitter smile.

The nearby prisoners heard the two talking and were secretly stunned. What are the origins of these two people? Are they all the masters who want to be killed?

"Friend Gushuai, do you remember the past?"

Fang Chen said.

"Past events? What past events? When we first came to Ishikawa County? Of course I remember, when we went to have tea and didn't have any silver, Fang Yunmeng took off his earrings to settle the bill for us."

Gu Shuai said.

"More forward."

Fang Chen said.

"More forward..."

Gu Shuai frowned and pondered for a while, then shook his head: "What else can we do going forward? It's not just those bad things."

Fang Chen thought for a moment, "I won't be able to see you off in three days, but they may come and you can meet again."

"Them? You mean Bu Qingchen? Haha, he has already seen me some time ago."

Gu Shuai looked sarcastic: "Now he is a big shot, I am just a prisoner waiting to die, and we are no longer friends."

"He knows you're back?"

Fang Chen frowned slightly.

"I know, why? He didn't tell you? I just said that this kid has changed. It has only been a few years since he turned his back on himself.

Do you think that if it hadn’t been for me, that trouble would have been so easy to solve? He wouldn’t have thought of continuing to stay in the escort agency.”

Gu Shuai sneered repeatedly.

Fang Chen did not respond.

After three days like this, the official came in and took Gu Shuai away. Gu Shuai showed no fear when he left, but he was a little confused for some reason and asked Fang Chen:

"Ji Liang, did I really forget something?"

"Hurry up and stop talking nonsense!"

Before Fang Chen could answer, the official had already pushed Gu Shuai out.

"Hahaha, I will be a good man again after eighteen years!!"

A few days later, Tiejiang Zhao and his wife came to the prison to bring some food to Fang Chen. Before leaving, Tiejiang Zhao whispered:

"I will take care of the yard for you. I have spent money to take care of it. I heard that there is a war outside now. Maybe things will turn around for you."

Since then, Tiejiang Zhao and his wife would come to visit Fang Chen every two or three months, and at the same time give some silver coins to the jailer here.

I don't know since when, Fang Chen became taciturn, holding a piece of dead grass all day long and staring at it with blind eyes.

When some jailers saw this scene, they would observe it curiously at first, but as time went by, they became accustomed to it.

One day a few years later, a jailer just came to change his shift and said excitedly to his colleagues:

"Have you heard that the rebels led by the King of Weinan were completely wiped out a few years ago? The new emperor's martial arts skills are unparalleled, and the world can once again be peaceful for a while."

"Oh, what does this have to do with us? Anyway, no matter how hard we fight, it won't affect our little place."

"That's true..."

Time passes, and the years fly by.

There were more wrinkles on Fang Chen's face, and his hair was gradually turning gray. He didn't know when he started to find that it was very difficult for him to stand up and take even two steps.

It was as if all the bones in his body were rusted.

During this period, the jailers in the prison changed several times, and the prisoners came and went, but Fang Chen was always detained without any movement.

He could no longer remember the last time that Blacksmith Zhao and his wife came. He only remembered that the last time, only Blacksmith Zhao's wife came, but Blacksmith Zhao was nowhere to be seen.

The cell door was suddenly opened. A jailer looked Fang Chen up and down, then chuckled:

"Old blind man, you are lucky. The newly appointed master heard that you killed dozens of King Weinan's men and said that you did not break the law. Now you are free."

"We haven't broken any laws, so let us go!"

The prisoners around him immediately started booing.

The jailer sneered and glanced at the group of guys: "This old blind man has been locked up here for forty-four years. It's still early for you, just wait."

"Forty-four years?"

A hoarse voice came from Fang Chen's mouth, and his gray-white eyes looked at the policeman:

"I've been here for forty-four years?"

When the policeman saw Fang Chen's appearance, he was immediately startled, and then he came back to his senses and said with a dissatisfied look on his face:

"Yes, it's been forty-four years. Stop talking nonsense and get out quickly. I've raised you for forty-four years and you still want to die here."

"Give me a stick, the old blind man can't see the road."

A smile appeared on Fang Chen's face.

The policeman didn't waste any time and found a wooden stick on the spot and handed it to Fang Chen. After urging him all the way, Fang Chen finally left this dark place.

"Forty-four years... it's just a little worse... it's just a little worse..."

Fang Chen murmured to himself as he walked.

The clothes on his body were torn and torn because he hadn't bathed for many years, and they still exuded a foul odor. Passers-by would pinch their noses and take a detour when they saw him.

Unknowingly, he was back in front of the courtyard door.

"Where did you find this beggar? Get out of here."

A woman walked out of the yard, pinching her nose, and angrily scolded Fang Chen.

"Excuse me, are Tiejiang Zhao's family next door still there?"

Fang Chen asked softly.

"Tiejiang Zhao?"
Chapter completed!