Heavenly Dao Formula

Squeak...

There was a harsh sound of iron doors opening and closing in the distance.

There is also the noise of heavy objects being dragged.

Natsuki opened his eyes and took a deep breath. For the past five days, she has been lying on the torture bed. Except for monks who visit here occasionally, she is basically the only one in the prison at other times. However, Nina Qing knew that this kind of life would not last forever. As her injury gradually improved, it was time for the enemy to attack.

Sure enough, the cell door opened, and three jailers came in dragging a brazier full of instruments of torture.

Several soldering irons in the basin were burning red.

Nagino raised his head and spat at the visitor with a sneer.

"Hey, this guy is pretty fat." One of them raised his eyebrows.

"After all, I have never tasted our craft." Another person showed a sinister smile, "Don't worry, you will understand later what it means to live or die."

Idiot, how could the green-faced ghost be afraid of this kind of physical torture? Nagino didn't bother to visit them again, but the worries in her heart only increased. Torture is just a cutscene. Once they can't get information, the form of torture will inevitably be strengthened-she can endure the trauma of the body, but she can't stand the torture of spells. If she can't leave the prison or die, she confesses that everything will happen sooner or later thing.

"Don't use too much force the first time, the higher-ups ordered this person to live."

"Don't worry, I know in my heart, if I say one breath, I won't leave two breaths." A jailer pulled out a handful of black iron clamps and said, "Go and raise the torture bed, I want her to see her bare hands with her own eyes." .”

"What are you doing?" Suddenly a familiar voice came from outside the prison.

Nagino raised her head unexpectedly, and found that the other party was the monk.

"Why did the master come so early? Isn't it the agreed time?" The jailer put down the torture tools, slightly puzzled.

"Ahem, now I have something to do, so you go outside and wait, and I will call you when the work is done."

"So the purpose of you notifying the poor monk is to continue to treat her after torture?" The monk raised his voice, "Do you know that the medicine that the poor monk uses is very expensive?"

The jailers looked at each other in blank dismay. In their opinion, isn't this a matter of course? Could it be that saving the prisoner's life is to make her more comfortable?

"The higher authorities should have reached an agreement with the temple..."

"A temple is a temple, and a poor monk is a poor monk. These are two different things."

"Could it be that you want to prevent the interrogation?" The leader's tone became more and more serious, "This is Qixing's business, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

"That poor monk has to get some compensation..." The monk's tone suddenly changed, a big change from his previous compassionate attitude. He walked into the cell, looked at Ning Qing's chest and legs and said, "Tsk tsk tsk... What a strong body, if the poor monk came a little later, I'm afraid it will look tattered again..."

These words brought the jailer back to his senses.

The head of the cell first showed a look of astonishment, and then suddenly laughed, "Hahaha, so you are a monk, I still think you have never been close to women..."

"Don't you think so?" The monk looked back and said frivolously.

"It's fine if she's an ordinary female prisoner, but this is a monster!"

"How about a demon? It's just that its appearance is unique." The monk was confident.

"Boss, what do you say?" One person asked in a low voice.

The jailer shrugged his shoulders, "It doesn't matter, give him a quarter of an hour, and it will be an appetizer for the interrogation." Then he looked at the monk, "Let me tell you first, this monster is very powerful, even if its limbs are locked, it will be fine." There is no guarantee that she will not hurt you. If something happens to Wan, we will not be responsible. "

"Thank you." Monk grinned.

The jailers quickly filed out, and while locking the cell door, Nagino heard some whispers.

"Are all Yama people's tastes so weird?"

"It's just a bunch of savages in clothes. I heard that people here even marry monsters."

"It's just disgusting..."

The sound faded away.

After confirming that they had walked out of the prison, the monk spoke again, "I'm sorry, the poor monk lied just now, but this is all in a hurry. Today is the day to take you away."

So he wasn't lying to himself... There was a glimmer of hope in Ning Qing's heart, "How do you plan to escape? My injury can only be said to have improved, and I'm afraid it's impossible to break through directly."

In the past few days, the monk has been able to go in and out of the prison alone, and the number of times he has been alone with her has been three or four times. It is not difficult to get rid of the jailer, but it is another matter to take her out of the prison. According to Ning Qing's observation, the number of guards in the prison is about 40 people, and there must be military guards outside. It is completely unknown whether there are people with qi in the prison. Even in her heyday, it was not easy for her to break through.

"The poor monk has seen it. It's not far from the prison wall." The monk took out a folding saw from under his robe, and began to saw the torture bed under Qing's body—the irons that locked her hands and feet were all iron. You can only find a way to escape from the torture bed, "Cross the courtyard wall and the street is outside, and the poor monk has already arranged for people to respond. In addition, the main force of Seven Stars has already set off for the eastern suburbs yesterday, and the defense force in Bumi Mansion is only People from ten places a long time ago."

"Ten places far away?" Nina Qing was taken aback.

"The Yuanjiu family has joined the Qixing Privy Council, and now they are Qixing's number one minister in Yama."

"A bunch of weeds." She said disdainfully.

"After all, the seven stars represent the orthodoxy of the mainland, and it is not shameful to vote for them." He saw off the four corners of the torture bed, and then stretched out his hand to help Ning Qing, "What do you think?"

Nagino tried to land on both feet, and then a sharp pain came from the fracture. She clenched her teeth and said slowly after a while, "Barely able to move."

"Persevere." The monk opened his pocket and began to dispense medicine on the spot.

"Could this be...the medicine for feigning death?" Nina Qing doubted, "If I 'die', you will definitely be arrested by them."

"No, this is the medicine for breaking the wall." After mixing the powder, he lifted the straw piled by the wall and poured the powder into several holes.

Ningqing suddenly understood why he always fiddled with the corner for a while after changing the medicine for himself before.

It turned out that from the first day, he had thought of a way to escape.

When the powder was filled, the monk picked up a soldering iron, ignited the fuse, and then covered Nagino with his body, "Hold your breath."

Only a loud bang was heard!

A huge amount of smoke and dust immediately filled every corner of the prison, and the gravel fell like a shower, crackling and smashing all over the ground.

There is no doubt that this explosion is enough to alarm the entire prison!

The monk turned back and slammed into the wall——

The brick wall that was blasted at all four corners collapsed, and a gap big enough to pass people appeared in front of the two of them.

This, this is the monk's escape plan?

Nagino couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Why do you feel that this unreasonable technique seems to have been seen before?