I'm telling fortunes in North America. I'm really not a wizard.

Chapter 131: Prison Your Husband is Here

Chen Yaozu had no choice but to put these Mexicans in jail first.

To be honest, luckily he has Hu Ying and Ling Jing, plus thirty-six ignorant souls, which can cover these government offices and the entire construction site with a ghost wall.

Don't worry about being discovered by others.

Otherwise, you will not be able to escape the charge of illegal detention.

The cell is very simple. According to the style of the Ming Dynasty, the cell is not made of bricks and tiles, but needs to be dug underground, commonly known as a dungeon.

Brick and tile walls are easy for people to dig holes in and escape into.

Dig a wide trench in the ground, and build a wall on the wall of the mud pit with stones, glutinous rice, ash and sand. Let alone digging a hole, you can't dig it open even if you are given a chisel.

Then, all the walls separating the cells were also stone walls, but the outer fences were made of logs, which made it easier for the jailers to observe and prevent outsiders from seeing what might happen to the prisoners.

But that was in ancient times. Now, it’s all reinforced concrete.

As for beds, there were none originally. According to the Ming Dynasty style, people usually put straw inside.

Who has the spare money to buy you a bed and bedding? But times are different now. Every cell has an iron bed and a toilet.

After all, it's the 21st century now, and we can't really copy the prison conditions during the Ming Dynasty.

At the entrance to the dungeon, there is a high window with sunlight shining through it. If the light is not on, it is the only source of light deep in the dungeon.

Such an environment can create a state of depression in people's psychology, making it easier for people to break down when the case actually goes to court.

This is what ancient prisons were like.

The cells at the entrance are usually for people who have not been fully convicted, are temporarily detained, and may be released.

Those who are convicted of serious crimes such as murder and robbery are usually sent to the prison, which is just around the corner and deep in the next level.

There was no light there, and because we turned a corner and dug a deeper layer, there wasn't much noise either.

This kind of cell is torture for those serious criminals.

of course.

Times have changed now. There are lights installed underneath these cells, but since there are not many prisoners now, the lights are rarely turned on.

A few old Mexicans had no power to resist and were taken to this somewhat eerie and dark place by a few strange white soldiers wearing medieval armor.

Sent to the third cell.

Only then did they notice that they were not the first prisoners in this gloomy underground prison. There was already someone locked up in the first cell, and it was a woman.

Even in the dark environment, one could tell at a glance that the other person was a breathtakingly beautiful Oriental woman. When the woman heard the noise, she happily rushed to the wooden fence and looked out.

When he found that it was a group of soldiers escorting the prisoners down, he returned to his bed in disappointment.

The moment Mo Fu saw this oriental woman, he didn't know if the Puff Soul in his body awakened, but he suddenly whistled in a filthy way, and his expression was extremely ecstatic.

The absolutely beautiful oriental woman in the cell just glanced at him and turned her head back to look at the wall, as if the whistling dog just now was not worth her attention.

Instead, the medieval soldiers who escorted them down seemed to sense the provocation and swung their ancient oriental long swords with the scabbard in their hands.

Under the horrified gaze of others, the medieval soldier knocked Moff to the ground with his scabbard.

The slap on the back was quite hard and seemed to have injured his lungs. The burning pain made Lao Mo cough uncontrollably, and what he coughed out was blood.

Then several soldiers threw these Lao Mos into the third building like throwing away garbage, locked the door and went out.

"Muff, how are you?

These medieval jailers are so cruel! "Reese, who hadn't dared to say a word just now, and several other people quickly lifted him to the bed and checked his injuries.

The oldest and most experienced one asked a few questions and came to the conclusion: "It's okay, it's just a concussion to the lungs, it will be fine in ten days or so!
However, whether we can hold on for ten days or so is a question!
If I had a cell phone now, I could call the police! "

Compared with the unknown dangers and weird medieval soldiers, there are also ancient oriental buildings and this gloomy dungeon.

The oldest Mexican, on the contrary, hoped to fall into the hands of the police.

Although the American police often empty magazines on the streets, as long as they are not given excuses and opportunities, being thrown into jail for dozens or even hundreds of years is actually better than the fear of the unknown.

In fact, after spending most of the night wandering around the construction site and still being unable to get out, anyone with a little bit of intelligence would know that they had encountered something bizarre and strange.

So, until dawn, except for the injured Moff who fell asleep, no one else fell asleep.

The oldest Mexican wanted to say hello to the Oriental woman in the first cell and ask what was going on.
The other party did not respond at all.

But soon it was noon, the dungeon door opened, and two medieval soldiers walked in carrying something.

Several Mexicans who heard the noise walked to the prison fence and saw the food in the hands of the two soldiers, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

But something happened that made them gasp. The two medieval soldiers stopped at the first cell of the oriental woman. Instead of putting down the food, they put down an incense burner and lit two candles and three incense sticks.

The oriental woman actually stood at the fence and took a sniff of the smoke. Suddenly, the two candles and three incense sticks burned to the bottom.

Then the woman touched her stomach as if she was full, and the echo disappeared from the fence. She must have gone back to bed to sleep.

The Mexicans looked at each other and found that their companions had beads of sweat on their foreheads and noses.

What kind of good person eats like this?

Could it be that this is the kind of food that was given to these people? They couldn't eat it either!
Fortunately, two medieval soldiers came to their cell carrying something, and the food tray did not contain candles and strange incense.

Each person was given a tortilla, a large cup of Coke, and a small bag of ketchup.

After getting it in his hand, Reese tried to take a bite. Hmm... it tasted good.

However, the oldest Mo, looked back at Mov who was sleeping on the bed, and tried to put forward his own request.

“My companion has a lung injury and needs a doctor.

Besides, Mexicans don’t really like drinking Coke, so can we replace it with water?”

The medieval soldier in front of him listened to his request somewhat dully, glanced at the man sleeping on the bed, and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen from somewhere.

An old Mexican who had been to school and could read English saw that the other party actually wrote seriously: The prisoner made a request and needed a doctor. Mexicans don't like to drink Coke and request to replace the large cup of Coke with water.

And now.

Tian Erdai had already got off the plane and was picked up by Zhou Jiping at the airport, who sent him here together with Li Jianguo.

As soon as we arrived here, we saw a large construction site in full swing and a very oriental-style ancient-style building complex. Above the gate of the complex hung a large plaque: [Da Ming Xuanwei Si].

The most important thing is that, standing under the gate, there was an acquaintance whom I had known for a long time, but this was the first time I met him offline.

This is Mr. Chen Yaozu who is said to be practicing in the mysterious world.

……

dungeon.

"Ms. Tian, ​​your husband Tian Ritian is here!"

Hu Ying appeared in the first cell, followed by two armored foreign soldiers. The foreign soldiers were holding a tray with a phoenix coronet and bridal robe on it...

(End of this chapter)