Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 672 Prison
The area of ​​Baofeng Village is almost the same as that of a small city. It is backed by a giant tree and surrounded by mountains on both sides. The buildings are in the same style as those in southern Xinjiang, mostly made of bamboo, but there are also many stone buildings.

From Li Chengxi's perspective, it did seem a bit confusing, as if they had built a village on top of some ruins.

The most troublesome part of exploring in such a place is not knowing where to go first.

The good news is that the lights in Baofeng Village have basically been turned off. As long as they avoid the people on regular patrols, it is not difficult for the experts from the Sixteenth Village to do so. Even Yang Yiyi, who was following behind, did not encounter any problems.

Running around in the pitch-black fortress with no goal at all is like looking for a needle in a haystack or a blind man groping for an elephant. In short, it is a very difficult task.

However, Ran Xiaoyi mentioned that it is best to walk along the ancient stone road when searching. She heard from her sister that the important buildings in Baofengzhai are all connected to the stone road.

For example, important warehouses, residences of clan leaders and shamans, etc.

Following this clue, when they arrived at a place with more bamboo houses, they discovered that the lights were not off in the house, but that there was no one at all.

This is very strange.

Where have all the people gone, not sleeping in the middle of the night?

On second thought, could it be that he went to participate in the ceremony that Ran Xiaoyi mentioned?

Thinking of this, everyone quickened their pace.

Going further, Qin Yan, who was leading the group, suddenly made a concealed gesture, and the people following behind him all lay down on the roof.

At this time, you can see a group of Western people holding torches walking on the stone road below.

"When can we leave? I don't want to stay in this damn place for another day."

"Hush, if anyone hears you, you'll be whipped."

"I'm telling you this."

"Don't try to steal my wine."

The man looked around and noticed that most of his companions were behind him and not paying attention. He whispered to the person next to him:
"We can't stay here for a few days. Once the ritual of these southern barbarians is successful, we should go back."

"So what are you waiting for? Let them do it."

"It's not that simple. I heard that we have to wait until a certain time and offer sacrifices..."

The voice lowered to almost a whisper:

"Alright, alright, stop asking questions and just patrol. If anything goes wrong, all our suffering will be in vain."

They talked in low voices as they walked, but unfortunately, no one on the roof could understand the Western language, unlike Li Chengxi who had his own translator.

To their ears, there was just a lot of chattering. After the patrolling soldiers had passed, everyone got up and continued to explore along the roof.

It was not an illusion. There was no one in the bamboo houses. It was obvious that there was no one in one or two bamboo houses, but there was no one in any of the bamboo houses I passed by. This made people wonder whether they were going to attend a ceremony.

As time passed, everyone became more and more anxious. At this time, they climbed over eaves and walls and reached the leftmost side of Baofeng Village.

As mentioned before, Baofeng Village is surrounded by mountains on both sides. When you get here, you can only see towering mountain walls.

But after a fruitless search, there was finally some clue.

They finally saw someone.

To be precise, I saw four or five people from southern Xinjiang standing in front of a cave at the bottom of the mountain wall.

The entrance to the cave was blocked by a bamboo door with a brass lock hung on it. Several people from southern Xinjiang stood in the light under the brazier, as if they were on guard.

Just like when I first came in, there was someone standing guard at the door of the warehouse. This must be a relatively important place. In that case, let's go and take a look.

Qin Yan led his men and gently jumped down from the roof, diving into the darkness on both sides of the cave entrance. Not long after, several figures suddenly jumped up and almost simultaneously knocked down several people from Southern Xinjiang who were standing guard at the door. By the time Yang Yiyi came down from the roof, everything was done.

They dragged the man from southern Xinjiang into the bushes nearby. Qin Yan pulled out the wire from her hair and opened the lock in a few strokes.

The moment the door was opened, a gust of cold wind blew in from the cave, making people shiver. Yang Yiyi was not unfamiliar with this situation. She remembered that Li Chengxi said that this was probably the characteristic of excessive negative energy.

Given that the cave was relatively narrow, Yang Yiyi volunteered to walk in front so that if she really met someone, she would be able to deal with them immediately.

There were oil lamps or torches placed every few meters in the cave, so it wasn't particularly dark. Walking forward along the cave, we soon turned a corner.

At this time, everyone saw that there were cubicles of different sizes on both sides of the tunnel, like prison cells.

Going further, they saw a large cell with a dozen people sitting on the floor.

These people were only wearing their inner garments, with disheveled hair, and their faces could not be seen clearly for a moment.

They also noticed Yang Yiyi and others approaching with fire sticks, and they all looked up.

Seeing that the leader Yang Yiyi was still a little puzzled, he immediately saw the people from the Sixteenth Village and immediately exclaimed in a low voice:

“It turns out to be a brother from the Sixteenth Village!”

This sound attracted the attention of many people. Everyone looked up, and some even rubbed their eyes, thinking they had seen it wrong.

The people from the Sixteen Villages also recognized them. They were disciples from the Tianjue Palace and other sects.

It was the missing people.

It was unknown how long they had been locked up here. They all looked extremely weak and almost crawled to the cell door.

"How did you get in? Were you discovered?"

"Don't worry, everyone. We came in secretly and haven't attracted any attention yet."

Qin Yan quickly unlocked the cell door, and Brother Jin asked:
"How did you get caught?"

"Alas, it was our fault that we were careless and were ambushed by the traitor. Then we were bewitched by the evil spirit. The poison of those people from Southern Xinjiang is really powerful. We are unable to muster our internal strength yet..."

Just as he was about to explain, Yang Yiyi suddenly rushed over and asked the disciple from Tianjue Palace:

"Ning Xian'er, where is Sister Ning? Was she also captured?"

"You are……"

"My name is Yang Yiyi. I was invited to the Baiyun Restaurant, but I couldn't find anyone, so I followed him all the way here."

This name is very familiar to the people in Tianjue Palace, because when Ning Xian'er chats with them, she always mentions Yiyi and so on, and they are almost getting calluses from hearing it.

"Senior Sister Ning is here too, but she's not locked up with us. She should be in the innermost part."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yiyi immediately left Qin Yan who was unlocking the cell and rushed into the depths of the cell at the fastest speed, without anyone being able to stop her.

Passing through rows of cells, Yang Yiyi rushed all the way to the innermost part, regardless of whether there was anyone inside.

There is a particularly sturdy cell here, with bars made of metal instead of wood.

A ray of moonlight fell from the window diagonally above the cell, shining right in the center of the cell.

A person, her hands were tied with chains on the left and right sides, and hung on the left and right walls respectively. She was slumped on the ground. Although she was facing the cells, her scattered hair covered her face.

"Sister Ning!"

Although she couldn't see the face, Yang Yiyi still recognized it.

When the man heard this, he moved his head slightly, revealing half of his face:

"Yi, Yiyi? Why are you…"

The face was as pale as a dead person, and there was a dark, twisted birthmark running through Ning Xianer's face, which was very scary.

(End of this chapter)