Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

The strong smell rushed into the nasal cavity, making Chen Ze's upper and lower eyelids fight for a while, unwilling to separate, and finally separated completely.

Then the dazzling light made him squint his eyes slightly and look at the outside world through a narrow slit.

The first thing I saw was the rusty iron fence, with a little light coming from the torches outside.

It turns out that the light is not strong, it can even be called dim. The dazzling feeling may be due to the fact that the body is not used to it yet.

Chen Ze quickly recalled the cause and effect in his mind.

I entered the outer world.

Is this the outer world?

The sense of touch quickly returned, and Chen Ze realized that he was sitting on the ground with his knees bent, and the touch under his buttocks was strange.

It was loose but not soft. It sank when I sat down hard, as if I was being pressed against by a messy cold hard object. It was uncomfortable.

Chen Ze couldn't help but look down and saw that the ground was covered with old and moldy straw stalks, which were either dry and cracked or sticky and hardened, and were covered with suspicious stains emitting a foul odor.

His eyes moved up and he looked around again.

The exposed and crumbling earth wall is closed on three sides. Only the gap in the iron gate with a large lock hanging in front of it connects to the outside world, allowing the turbid and cold air to circulate slightly.

cell?

There was no one in the room except himself, and Chen Ze immediately began to check his body.

The system panel is naturally still there, but most of the options and properties have turned gray and are unavailable.

The divinity and the underworld have been lost, and the energy in the body is pitifully thin, but the physical qualities have been retained, and even the clothes have not been damaged.

Feeling silently for a while, he raised his hand and tried to release Yuan Qi, but it was as difficult as moving in the deep sea.

Apparently naturally suppressed by the environment.

The laws here are very different from those in the real world. They are messy and complex, and the nature of Yuan Qi is also mixed and disordered.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a burst of messy footsteps outside.

Chen Ze moved closer to the door, stretched his neck and looked out. After waiting for a while, no one appeared in the depths of the corridor.

It seems that his hearing is not bad. The situation is unknown, so I will observe it for a while before talking.

Chen Ze's mind changed quickly and he cast his eyes on the matted straw pile in the corner of the cell that might be used as bedding.

squeak--

The door shaft was almost rusty and turned reluctantly with an unpleasant scratching sound.

The jailer in a pure black uniform opened the iron door with force and kicked the prisoners in angrily one by one. Without wanting to take another look, he locked the door and left in a hurry.

The prisoners across the door were ready to move, but they stared eagerly until the jailer's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"Pooh!"

"What a bitch!"

"Give me a chance to stab him to death.".

There were more than a dozen prisoners in total, most of them were sallow and skinny, half-clothed, and dressed in clothes similar to those of ancient people, like refugees.

However, there were three or five people who looked at the fat man, with dark complexion, and a look of impudence on his face. As soon as the jailer walked away, they gathered together and cursed.

Not far away, Chen Ze was buried in the haystack, looking at his new roommate through a gap.

Who are they?

living person?

Are there any living people in the outer world?

It's not impossible. At that time, the immortals created Tianwaitian, and while searching for land and space, they also kidnapped the population to prepare for emergencies.

It’s just that thousands of years have passed, has the outer world been self-sufficient, multiplied, and developed into a world of its own?

"Squeak, squeak."

A fat mouse managed to get into this gap, and Chen Ze had to drive it away gently.

Movement was unavoidable, and fortunately the prisoners were even more noisy.

I saw the men with rude faces scolding me, while they broke free from the shackles on their hands and threw them away, and gathered the remaining prisoners together at the top of their lungs.

Bang.

One of the shackles flew over and hit the haystack. Chen Ze took a look.

There's no lock at all, it's just a decoration.

"Grandpa, please stand up!" The big man at the head roughly dragged the disobedient ones and threw them together. The posture was not much different from that of carrying a chicken.

The guy next to him who clearly looked like a younger brother clasped his hands and said,

"one two Three"

"One, three, three, four, two"

However, No. 7 or 8 found it difficult for the gangster to count until his fingers were knotted, until the leader gave him a slap in the face.

"waste!"

The younger brother covered his red face and retreated, then vented his anger on the others.

"Bring me here and make the bed!"

"Grandma doesn't have enough energy to rush forward."

Although they were all prisoners, this group of people was as majestic as the jailers. They kicked the remaining prisoners to the corner to move straw and discussed how to leave.

In the haystack, Chen Ze squinted his eyes and was hesitating whether he should jump out directly, when there was rustling at his feet again.

And rats?

Chen Ze swung his ankle impatiently, but unexpectedly, a cold hand came up at the next moment.

"Lazy donkey!"

The thin man, whose hands and feet were a little slow, was knocked over by a punch and fell down on the newly laid haystack, twitching as if he was electrocuted.

"Hahahahahaha."

"This bitch is enjoying it!"

The villains laughed heartily, while the others stood in rows like telegraph poles and shivered.

The haystacks in the corner had been cleared, but Chen Ze was still nowhere to be seen in the cell.

There was only a fat and bold mouse leaning against the dirt on the wall, its green bean-like eyes looking at the cracks in the ground.

"call!"

Chen Ze, who was hiding in the culvert below, blew his breath and finally drove away the difficult thief.

"Shh-"

The old voice came from the side, very low, for fear of disturbing the rest of the people in the room.

"Be careful."

Chen Ze glanced sideways at the wrinkled old man next to him and nodded gently.

When they were in the haystack just now, it was this old man who opened the secret door for Chen Ze and hid in this completely unreasonable ditch.

It is said to be a ditch, but it is more like a secret passage, because there is not much water inside, and it is even drier and cleaner than the cell.

Chen Ze stared through the cracks in the ground for a while, and saw that the villains gathered those poor people again and drove them to a corner like pigs. He didn't know what they wanted to do.

"Follow me." At this time, the old man beside him pulled the corner of his clothes.

Chen Ze turned around and saw the other party waving and bending down the ditch without looking back, so he stooped to keep up.

At first glance, it turns out that the ditch is like an underground maze. There are often noises coming from above, apparently connecting the cells.

He turned so many corners in this way until there was no longer a ditch in front of the old man, but a dead end.

thump.

The old man raised his head and stretched out his hand to hit the top of his head. The seemingly solid top of the mud and stone trembled, and slag and ashes fell down.

It turned out to be a wooden secret door that was much wider than the previous entrance.

Seeing this, Chen Ze stepped forward to help beat and knock, clearing the cover. He used his strength to directly move the wooden board away, and then motioned to the old man to go up first.

"Thank you." The old man seemed to be very old, but in fact he stepped on Chen Ze's knees to use his strength, and jumped up like a monkey. (End of chapter)