Chapter 56 Country Slang and Jailbreak!

Chapter 56 Country slang and... prison robbery!

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The dark and damp cell was full of stench. Li Eryi grabbed the railings, tears streaming down his face, and cried loudly.

Crying, he was extremely regretful.

If he had known today, he would have left Heishan County long ago, no, he would not even set foot in Heishan City at all.

But at this time, no matter how upset it was, it would not help.

"Liu Wenpeng..."

After listening to Li Eryi's cry with a dull face, Yang Yu's chest heaved and he felt his temples pounding.

Liu Wenpeng, the most respected person in the county, naturally had no need to target Li Eryi personally.

But if a person who has been sent to prison by the county magistrate himself is better off in a cell?

Needless to say, there is no need to talk about hard work such as mining. The cell with seven or eight people per room is enough for him to bear.

There are many cells in Heishan City, and those who insist on being locked up with seven or eight people are mostly those with thorns in their heads, or those who have offended the government officials or jailers.

How could a storyteller like Li Eryi endure this?

You hold a toilet bucket every day, and someone squats on your head to pee when you sleep. It's good that he doesn't collapse.

"Stop crying, I'll change your cell first."

Glancing coldly at the other prisoners in the cell, Yang Yu turned around and asked the jailer of this cell for a key in exchange for a tael of silver.

"Brother Yang, it's not that I won't help you, it's because there are no free cells."

The jailer folded his hands and looked on.

During this period, as word spread about Yang Yu's trip out of the city to suppress bandits, his reputation also grew a lot.

In fact, the jailers in the cell were a little in awe of him after he killed the gangsters in the previous robbery.

After all, there were only three dead cell leaders in the cell, and this one was said to have killed more than three.

"Then find someone better."

Yang Yu threw a piece of broken silver over with an expressionless expression.

In his mind, he was thinking about how to get Old Li out.

It's not easy.

Heishan Prison is easy to get in and difficult to get out of. Even Liu Wenpeng can take people out of the prison, but in order to bring them out, they have to submit documents to Shunde Mansion.

Of course, getting out means getting out alive.

"Look at it."

After weighing the broken silver, the jailer suddenly beamed with joy and led the way with his hands and feet.

The prison is like a siege, with few places seeing light, and the day is as dark as night. Naturally, the few places with light are incarcerated, but not ordinary people.

Either the family is rich, or they are related to the Yamen.

However, there was no such place in the dozen or so cells managed by the jailer. Naturally, Yang Prison had no right to take Li Eryi to himself.

I can only choose among the shortest and choose a slightly cleaner cell.

"Ouch..."

Listening to Li Eryi's groan, Yang Yu regretted that he didn't keep some gold sore medicine.

"You county magistrate is not a good person."

After washing his face with muddy water, Li Eryi fell to the ground limply without any bones, and said through gritted teeth.

"Okay, everyone in the city knows whether he is a good person or not."

Yang Prison felt a little guilty:

"I have wronged you for the time being, and I will think of a way to get you out."

"never mind."

Li Eryi was a little frustrated: "Even Liu Qingqing can't do it, how can you do anything?"

"Liu Qingqing?"

Yang Yu's heart moved.

Seeing that the jailer had gone far away, Li Eryi explained the details of his entry.

At the end, he felt a little downcast:

"I'm not a good guy, and neither is my son. Liu Qingqing really tried to trick me and kill me. By the way, my apprentice was also caught!"

"I'll pick him up later."

Yang Yu pulled some hay and sat down, chewing in his heart what Li Eryi overheard.

"You have to be careful. From what Liu Wenpeng said, I'm afraid he doesn't want you to come back alive."

Li Eryi was a little worried.

After hearing just a few words, he was almost beaten to death. I'm afraid Yang Yu's situation was not good either.

"He was targeting Wang Wu. Maybe he didn't take me seriously at all."

Yang Prison laughed at himself.

He knew in his heart that the status of a blood-changing warrior was naturally not low, but only Wang Wu, who had the blood of an ox, would be feared by the county official.

"By the way, the old bastard mentioned that the Liansheng Cult is looking for something, and it is said to be related to the 'Great Prison'."

Li Eryi lowered his voice:

"While working these days, I discovered that many prisoners seem to have ulterior motives. I'm afraid there really is something good in this prison..."

"I do know that."

Yang Yu nodded: "I'm looking for this thing too, but I haven't found much..."

"No, what I mean is that the old bastard may have some collusion with the Liansheng Cult!"

Li Eryi weakly leaned against the wall:

"It's an unreasonable disaster, it's an unreasonable disaster. I shouldn't have promised Liu Qingqing, no, I should have escaped earlier! Or, I shouldn't have come to this Black Mountain City!"

"I'll fish you out."

Yang Prison felt a little angry.

He has nothing to do with this broken jailer, and he doesn't want to stay in this Black Mountain City.

Why don't you just settle your mother-in-law and rescue Lao Li and get out?

Thoughts were swirling in his mind, and he remembered the 'Leading Map of the Ghosts and Gods of the Ten Capitals', and he couldn't help but think about it:

"Old Li, do you understand the dialects and slang of other places?"

"Dialect slang?"

Li Eryi was slightly startled and nodded: "We travel all over the world in this industry, so we naturally know a lot."

"That's good."

Yang Yu felt relieved.

This time out of the city, he was more and more thirsty for power, but blood transfusion must be done step by step and there is no shortcut.

His mind gradually focused on the two "Ten City"-level items on him.

Next, he began to ask Li Eryi some strange short sentences and slangs. Li Eryi frowned and smiled bitterly, answering one by one.

But...

"'Skull', should it refer to the head? No, that's not right, it should be, the head of a dead person?"

Li Eryi was a little confused: "What you said seems to be the dialect of 'Yunzhou'. I don't know many of them. How do you know?"

"Does it refer to the head?"

Yang Yu was speechless.

If someone who knew these dialects hadn't told him, he would have never guessed what this meant.

"Did you get some martial arts secrets?"

Li Eryi had some guesses, and was about to say something, when he suddenly saw Yang Yu blow out the oil lamp.

"Don't make a sound!"

Yang Yu gently retreated to the corner of the wall, holding his breath and suppressing the surge of blood.

After the second blood transfusion, his five senses had greatly improved. Just now, he clearly heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

Although it was only for a moment.

Although Li Eryi didn't hear anything, he was still startled and covered his mouth and dared not speak.

"Where is the person?"

After an unknown period of time, Yang Yu heard a faint questioning voice, and then a muffled groan.

After that, Li Eryi also heard footsteps.

Dang~

With a crisp sound, Li Eryi's eyes widened.

A masked man in black holding a long sword walked outside the cell door where he was, and then stopped.

"This man..."

In the shadows, Yang Yu tightly grasped the hilt of the knife, and just as he was about to exert force, he saw the man in black pull off his mask.

"Mr. Li, you have been wronged!"

Cutting off the chain of the cell door with a sword, the man in black opened the cell door and said in a deep voice:

"Liu is here to save you!"