I walked to the door again and knocked on the door twice: "Brother across the way, what on earth is this place?"

After hearing this, the man opposite laughed and said: "You have been arrested and you still don't know where this place is? It seems that your journey in the world is still too shallow."

"This used to be a six-door prison."

"The dynasty needs warlocks to maintain the stability of the world, but it also needs to prevent warlocks from doing evil or even causing rebellion."

"In this way, countless prisons were built to imprison warlocks."

"This is one of them."

"Every prison hides the secret method to restrain the warlocks. Once the warlocks enter, they will never get out."

The man smiled and said: "Young man, listen to my advice and just be at ease when you come!"

"At first you are not used to this kind of life where you eat, sleep and eat every day. As time goes by, you start to enjoy this kind of life."

"You need to get used to it first."

The person opposite obviously didn't want to tell me too much, so I could only stay in the cell and wait for the opportunity.

You cannot see the change of time in the cell. The only way to calculate time is the number of times the jailer delivers meals.

The jailer was extremely punctual every time he delivered meals. He just put the meals at the door and took away the original plates without saying a word the whole time.

Every once in a while, some daily necessities and a change of clothes will be delivered.

That day, as soon as I got the dinner plate, I heard someone in the cell opposite say: "Brother, you are not doing things right!"

"After you came in, your brother treated you with all his heart, but you and your brother hid it. Isn't this interesting enough?"

I asked back: "What do you mean?"

The man knocked on the dinner plate: "You had someone outside, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"There is only one cigarette on my plate at a time, and there are at least three cigarettes on your plate. Sometimes, there will be a whole box of cigarettes."

"Do you dare to say that there is no one outside?"

The cigarette on my plate should be a signal from the little cats to tell me that they are safe. As for what the signal means? I haven't fully understood it yet.

But how does the person opposite me know how many cigarettes are on my plate?

I am very careful every time I pick up a dinner plate. Not to mention that the person opposite cannot see what I am doing. Even the jailer outside does not want to see my movements.

How would that person know how many cigarettes were on my plate?

When I looked out the door, the man said, "Brother, you have so many cigarettes and you can't finish them all. Can you share some with me?"

"I don't want more, just keep six for yourself and give the rest to me!"

I sneered and said, "Why should I give you the cigarette?"

It's not that I care about the cigarettes in my hand, but the way the other person talks makes me hate it.

The man sneered and said: "Oh, you have a bad temper!"

"Okay, when you beg me, don't even think about leaving a cigarette."

After a while, the guy opposite started to curse, and his mouth kept buzzing for hours and hours.

I didn't take it seriously at first, but as time went by I started to feel upset and uncomfortable. I summoned my inner strength and roared: "Shut up!"

The sound I made was intended to kill people, but unexpectedly the sound waves bounced back, causing my ears to buzz.

After a long time, my hearing finally recovered, but the man laughed and said, "How is it? Are you convinced?"

"I have been practicing this move for more than ten years. Your sound wave skill cannot be transmitted, but my words can be transmitted to your ears."

"You are over there, even with all your abilities, you can't beat me. Are you angry?"

"It's useless for you to be angry. You have to listen to what I say and listen to my scolding. When will you give in and call me daddy, I will stop scolding you."

"However, when I am in a bad mood, I will continue to scold me! You still have to call me daddy, kowtow and beg me, and coax me."

"If you can't bear it, you can choose to die!"

"To tell you the truth, five people have died in your cell, and they were all cursed to death by me."

"Their ghosts are still left in the house!"

"If you don't believe it, look at the wall!"

When I subconsciously looked back at the wall, five bloody figures appeared on the wall.

If a person dies unjustly in a certain room, the resentment on his body will condense into a bleeding figure on the wall.

The five shadows represent five people.

When my eyes fell on the shadow, five figures slowly protruded from the wall, broke away from the wall and stood in front of me.

One of them pointed at me and shouted: "Boy, go and apologize to that man quickly, give him what he wants, kneel down and kowtow to him."

"Don't let him croak over there! I can't listen anymore."

I turned to look at the man and said, "He is not here, but you are in front of me. Aren't you afraid of death?"

"What the hell..." As soon as the man moved, my demonic hand struck at the man's heart. Before the man had time to react, he exploded into phosphorus fire in the palm of my hand.

Another person exclaimed: "Moxie Hand, are you the descendant of Moxie?"

The third person also said: "Since you are the descendant of Mosha, you should know how to cast a curse, right? I will tell you the name of the person opposite."
Chapter completed!