I have a room in Huangquan

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"Why is this thing??" The bad old man came over, glanced at it and then furrowed his brows tightly.

He seemed to recognize the origin of this thing.

The iron building is not big, with three floors up and down.

The bottom layer is as big as a millstone, the middle layer is smaller, and the upper layer is smaller.

The three-story tower body looks broken, but it is stained with muddy water.

But if you look carefully, you will find that the three-story iron tower is top-grade in terms of workmanship and details.

In particular, the blue bricks and mud tiles drawn on the iron tower are still clearly visible.

Eight corners of the pagoda, hanging black wind chimes.

Covered with dirt and mud, but with a little clarity, it is not difficult to see that these wind chimes are still intact.

"what is this??"

Looking at the iron tower, which was only half the height of a person, he couldn't help asking the bad old man.

"Hmm prison!"

The bad old man glanced carefully at the iron tower, and said expressionlessly: "Some special people often have some special treatment, but this treatment may not be unbearable for ordinary people."

The half-human tall iron tower in front of him turned out to be a prison.

I don't know what kind of person will be imprisoned inside and thrown directly into the underworld.

He looked carefully and found that although the iron tower had doors and windows, they all looked sealed.

"Such a small place, can fit a person??"

He made a gesture, his figure was not thick, he could only be described as moderate.

But if you stuff yourself into such a small iron tower, wouldn't it be uncomfortable to death?

"What I want is such an uncomfortable method, otherwise it can't be called special."

Bai Pangpang tapped the bell on the iron tower with his fingers, only to hear a "boom".

The sound is crisp and pleasant.

But if there are still living people inside, I guess the taste will not be very pleasant.

"The bells hanging from these eight corners, if you touch them a little, the people inside will be cut into pieces."

If you think about it, the bells hanging in these eight corners have three floors.

There are so many bells, not to mention a light touch, just a slight shake twice, I don't know how many bells will ring.

At that time, the people inside will really not be able to survive or die.

"Open it and have a look. Those who can afford this crime are not some evil ghosts."

Bai Pangpang signaled the old man to open the iron tower.

After all, so much time has passed, and the iron tower is covered with rust. Even if the guys inside are alive, they may not be much better.

Even if the sin is huge, it should be paid off.

The bad old man was silent for a moment, as if he was still thinking about it, but after thinking about it, what Bai Pangpang said was not unreasonable.

No matter how big the mistake was, being trapped in this iron tower for so long should be written off.

Being able to be salvaged at this time may be a secret, giving him this chance of liberation.

After figuring it out, the bad old man grabbed the top of the iron tower with his fingers and twisted it lightly.

"Crack!!"

Ding Xiaoyi's ears moved slightly, and he could hear the creeping sound of the mechanism coming from the iron tower.

After an unknown number of years, the mechanism of this iron tower is still flexible.

I stared at the iron tower for a while, and my heart became curious.

But after the iron tower was opened, it was empty and nothing was left inside.

But when one looked carefully, the scene in the iron tower in front of him was shocking and tingling.

Even Ding Xiaoyi, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, couldn't help trembling in his heart, grinning secretly and shaking his head.

Inside the iron tower, there are all messy scratches and no rules, but it is more able to make people imagine that the other party is trapped inside, that kind of anxiety, madness, and even crazy appearance.

Just imagine, if you were trapped in a dark place with a small environment, no time, no light.

Even if you want to move your body, it is difficult in the environment.

What kind of despair would that be.

As for the people in the tower, they probably couldn't stand the torture long ago and disappeared.

The scene in front of him made Bai Pangpang shake his head secretly, and silently recited the Buddha's name in his heart.

But the bad old man scanned the iron tower carefully, and suddenly saw a line of small characters written on the outside of the iron tower.

The barbarians and barbarians of the six states are all kings, with knives in their hands and sheep in a pot.

The people wept.

Punish the evil leaders, slaughter the Liuyi, and restore our Han family.

Marching to restore China during the day, traveling to the underworld at night to complain.

Six iron towers, King Zhenyi.

After the bad old man finished reading the poem, he probably understood who the person imprisoned in this iron tower was.

His face turned cold: "It deserves it!"

Bai Pangpang took a deep breath, but his expression was also complicated. After a moment of silence, he smiled wryly: "It's a pity, it's a pity, if he is still alive, the poor monk will immediately stuff him in, and then throw this iron box into it." Go to the depths of Huangquan!"

Seeing that the expressions of the two were completely different from before.

He guessed in his heart that he was afraid that the people who were suppressed inside must have committed a heinous crime.

But since it was a heinous crime, there was no need to ask who it was.

That foot kicked the iron tower: "The inside is empty, is there any other use for this thing?"

This is what Ding Xiaoyi really cares about.

Don't say this thing is a prison, even if it's a dog cage, if it's useless at all, you might as well throw it back.

"Of course it's useful. In the future, if you have someone you don't like, throw it in, and within a few days, you'll be able to drive him crazy!"

Bai Pangpang had a gloomy look on his face.

As for the bad old man's eyes, he looked at the eunuch with neither yin nor yang.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that the eunuch was indeed asleep that he felt relieved.

"I'm not that vicious, and I don't need that."

He shook his head, if he was really so cruel to the other party, then throw him into the underworld and make a nest.

Get more in one fell swoop.

Maybe I can get a meal in exchange.

Why so troublesome.

"Then you just melt this. If you can successfully sinter it into iron, we will recycle it at a high price!"

Bai Pangpang's smiling appearance made him feel that this was what Bai Pangpang wanted to say.

"Molten??"

"Yes, it's melted, but to melt this thing, you still need to wait for your Jiutian Furnace to be turned on to the third stage. After you melt, we will exchange the treasure with you!"

The bad old man on the side didn't say anything, he just thought about it, and seemed to think that this was a good idea.

After all, it is only a matter of time before Ding Xiaoyi breaks through to the disaster spirit level, and it will not be difficult to turn on the Jiutian Furnace to the triple fire by then.

So he nodded towards him, indicating that he agreed with this plan.

In fact, if you think about it, you know that this iron tower has been soaked in Huangquan for such a long time. When it was opened, it did not appear rusty at all due to corrosion.

It shows that the material of this iron tower itself is not ordinary.

Just when the three of them were discussing how to deal with the iron tower.

The meat ball under the puddle suddenly let out a strange and urgent cry.

It was the first time Ding Xiaoyi heard the meat ball screaming so quickly.

He rushed to the edge of the puddle, looked down, and saw two meat balls were entangled together, writhing violently.

Seeing this, he couldn't help being startled, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why are there two meat balls??"

Chapter 3 Twenty: The Buddha Jumps Over the Wall

How could it be two meat balls?

No, to be precise, they were two iron mayflies.

In the puddle, the two guys were entangled together, like two balls of twist, their respective claws were entangled one by one, and the entanglement became tighter and tighter.

From time to time, the body rolls along with it.

Makes a screeching screeching sound.

But even though the two guys were so similar, Ding Xiaoyi still recognized at a glance which was his meatball.

The tentacles of the meatball imitate the big head.

And because of the frequent imitation, the tentacles have been used vividly.

The other guy was obviously a lot bigger than the meatball. Its tentacles imitated whose tentacles. In addition to the inherent suction cups, there was a layer of bony thorns on the back of the tentacles.

But it seems very stiff in action.

But this guy, besides being bigger than Meatball, seems to be more powerful than Meatball Kongwu.

Seeing that the meat ball is already at a disadvantage in the wrestling.

Ding Xiaoyi was impatient.

Immediately, his face turned cold, and he was about to call out the second soul to help Rouqiu kill the other guy.

Seeing that Ding Xiaoyi even summoned the second soul, the bad old man knocked on the turtle shell of the second soul with a smoke pot, as if he was very interested in his second soul.

Seeing the second soul's angry little eyes glaring at him, the old man joked instead: "You intervene to save it today, but you will kill it later."

His heart moved, and he looked back at the bad old man: "How do you say that?"

"Iron mayflies are not common under the Yellow Springs. They often have a fixed territory. Once they grow to a certain level, they will leave a certain smell to attract each other to the same kind, and then they will often devour each other. This is their Survival rules."

The advancement process of the iron mayfly is to continuously devour its own kind to increase its size.

Until the iron mayfly really grows to the limit and is about to die.

Their bodies would shatter into pieces, producing countless young iron mayflies.

It's a cycle, and it's their rule.

Meatball followed him, but in fact, it had already destroyed the original food chain of Meatball.

If it wasn't for Mr. Chen, he would often use different methods to make Bi Xin Guo into various delicious dishes to coax the meat balls to eat.

I'm afraid that the meatball will have problems long ago.

If even the most basic rules of survival had to be intervened now, there would be big problems for Meatball.

"But..." Of course he knew that the bad old man's words were not scaremongering.

But the meat ball is obviously a circle smaller than the other one, and the competition does not take advantage of it at all. I can't just watch the meat ball being swallowed.

"Are you still worried about this? Just watch with peace of mind."

Compared to Ding Xiaoyi, Bai Pangpang is much more at ease.

After all, Rouqiu is an iron mayfly who has eaten Wufu pigs. Even if it is not lucky, it is also Fulufu. Besides, Rouqiu has never missed anything good on weekdays.

It's just that I have eaten so many good things, but I have never digested them properly. It is also good to exercise my muscles and bones now.