The moment the narration ended, Lu Yuan regained control of his body, but at the same time, he also felt a sharp pain behind his head, and it was very clear. It felt as if the back of his head had just been chiseled with a tube pincer, so that even the memory of the narration just now was a little painful and blurred.

"Uh..." Lu Yuan couldn't help but groaned, and then he found that he seemed to be lying on the ground, with a sense of dampness and coldness coming to his face around him.

He struggled to sit up, then subconsciously raised his left hand and touched the back of his head, and then discovered two things:

First, the back of my head was wet and sticky, and it was undoubtedly bloody.

Second, he was now clumsy iron chains were clumsy on his left wrist, and he clanged and clanged when he raised his hand.

Lu Yuan took his hand in front of him and with a little light, he confirmed that it was indeed just blood, and there was no brain matter mixed with things like brain matter. This made Lu Yuan very satisfied. At least he proved that his brain was still complete. If he had some vigorous exercise in a while, he would not have shaken his brain out.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly glanced around.

Obviously, this is a cell, and its surroundings are: a black iron fence and three dark gray stone walls. There are no windows on the walls, and all the light comes from the fence.

The ground next to it is covered with a thin layer of withered yellow straw. The ceiling is very low, so low that when you sit, your head is almost touching the roof of the shed; the area is not large, and when you lie down, you can almost touch the iron fence and the wall behind it, and the width is only to make yourself lying on the ground and rolling around.

In general, this is a large coffin.

In this way, the owner of this cell basically does not treat the prisoners as humans, and the surrounding cells have obviously not been taken care of for a long time, exuding a very obvious smell of rotten meat.

Lu Yuan moved his body, approached the iron fence, looked out, and determined whether his arms and legs were still healthy. Fortunately, he was not disabled yet.

As Lu Yuan moved, his eyes were gradually thrown towards the aisle outside the fence.

It was a black stone brick pavement about two meters wide, with a cell opposite, and two floors. This is easy to understand. After all, the cell I am in is only half a person tall, so it is very easy to stack one cell on the top, which is really a good way to save space.

The rows of cells were separated by a stone wall from each other, spreading to the end of their sight, but there was no one inside now. Due to the limitation of the perspective, Lu Yuan could not see the full length of the aisle clearly, and he didn't know how many cells there were here, so there would definitely not be few.

The moist stone slab floor reflected some light yellow light sources, and it felt like there should be something like an oil lamp above my head.

It was very quiet... without footsteps or breathing. A large insect crawled over the corner of the stone road. Lu Yuan could even hear the rustling sound of insect feet beating on the ground.

"Okay, it seems that there should be only one prisoner nearby."

Lu Yuan thought this way, but he wouldn't have to raise his head to confirm this guess.

He just quietly retreated into the cell and began to observe his outfit at this moment.

At this moment, he was wearing a dress that looked like it was made of burlap. The style can be understood as a sack and cut out a few holes. As for the pants, it is a similar style, and it is not an exaggeration to call it [Crotch cloth].

Both of his hands and feet were leaned against the iron comb. The iron comb was connected with a long chain and inserted into the wall on one side. Although the handcuffs were not very good, they were very tight and almost against the skin. I guess unless the hands and feet were broken first, they would be unable to escape from this constraint.

So, based on everything we have observed now, Lu Yuan can guarantee that the environment of this copy is basically a remote countryside far away from civilization, or simply a stage where modern technology in ancient times had time to emerge.

Judging from the two-story surrounding the surrounding cells, like pigpens, there must be a large number of prisoners here, and maybe there will be a scene where it is difficult to find a prison.

"But why is I the only one here now? What about the others? Where are the other prisoners and guards? Where are Ali? Is he also in this cell? Then will she be in danger?" Lu Yuan was surveillance in the dark corner.

But soon, Lu Yuan gave up on this issue. After all, judging from his current situation, although freedom is restricted, it is not dangerous.

And just then, Lu Yuan suddenly heard a voice: "Awaken?"

Lu Yuan was stunned, and then looked in the direction of the sound. Although the echo of the sound was very complicated in this place, he could still tell that it was an extremely hoarse male voice, and it was on the other side of the wall of his cell.

Lu Yuan frowned, a little surprised that the inmate who lived on the other side of him was so quiet. If he hadn't spoken out, he would probably not have been able to discover his existence in a few hours.

However, Lu Yuan still came to the wall quickly.

"Hi, fellow villager, are you a fellow villager?" he asked.

"Tsk~"

The other person didn't seem to want to deal with this issue too much, so he just spat with disdain.

But what made Lu Yuan a little strange was that even though this response was obviously disdainful, he still couldn't feel the other party's presence, as if he was responding to himself opposite the wall at this time, not alone, but a recorder or something like that.

But now Lu Yuan couldn't get over this problem. He used the dim light to grop on the wall, and then, he was lucky enough to find a small gap.

He turned his eyes over.

His eyes passed through the wall and saw the cell opposite. Like the cell he was in, the environment opposite was a pigpen. In a corner, there was a blurred figure, and darkness enveloped his upper body. Only a pair of dirty legs stretched out from the darkness, without shoes, were covered with mud, and the ankles had the same iron cob as Lu Yuan, and the edge of the iron cob had solidified with the blood on his ankles. It was hard to imagine how long this person in the dark had been imprisoned like this.

"Who are you? Where is this?" Lu Yuan asked more bluntly this time.
Chapter completed!