It's really Guo Jiabao.

Meng Shuai was locked in the dungeon of Guojiabao.

The Guojia Fort is outside Shatuokou, covering a total of ten miles. Outside is the guarded village and the dependent residence of the subordinates. The most central place is the Guo Mansion where the direct descendants of the Guo family live.

The dungeon is just outside the first wall of Guo’s mansion. In terms of the quality of the location, it is better than the periphery of many disciples and guest ministers, and is at least equivalent to within the second ring road, but this is not what Meng Shuai wants.

Sitting in the dark dungeon, the only light came from the small two-foot-square window above my head. The smell of the rotten smell accumulated over countless years at the end of my nose was extremely bad.

A person as restless and not stupid as him, who was locked in such a dungeon, must be the first thing he thought of was to escape, but he was so hungry that he had no strength.

As soon as the feeling of hunger came, his whole body became empty from the inside out, which was a feeling he had never felt before.

"Are you okay?" asked a soft voice.

The woman was also locked in the same dungeon. For some reason, Mr. Zhao was separated and was not sure where he was locked up. Now he and the woman were left in the dungeon.

It was already midday and he was locked in the dungeon for three or four hours. After the woman came in, she calmed down and slept with a sleep against the wall, as if she was resting her energy. Meng Shuai wanted to sleep, but he was so hungry that he couldn't sleep.

"Nothing." He didn't have the strength to speak, but he replied, "A little hungry."

The woman frowned and said, "I don't know if there are any food delivered in this dungeon. They didn't have to take our lives now, otherwise they would have been killed outside just now. But I'm afraid he will forget us. If they think of us, they will starve to death here if they can't remember us."

As he was talking, he heard the sound of an iron window above his head, and one hand reached in and pushed two clay pots in.

Meng Shuai was overjoyed. He jumped up like a hungry tiger pounced on food and took down two clay pots together. One was filled with a steamed bun, two pickles, and the other was filled with half a can of water.

Meng Shuai shouted: "That's the only thing? Isn't one enough to eat, right?"

I heard someone outside sneer and said, "How much do you want?" Then the footsteps left.

Meng Shuai was both hungry and angry, but unfortunately the legendary miracle of "Even breath is full" was not activated, so he was even hungry.

Taking out the only steamed bun, Meng Shuai said: "This..."

The woman smiled and said, "Eat, you are a child."

Meng Shuai hurriedly said, "You eat, I'm a man."

The woman burst out laughing and said, "Look at your hungry eyes, why are you showing off?" Then, "Since that's the case, you can give me some of it, and you can eat the rest."

Meng Shuai evenly broke the steamed bun in half, handed it to her half, and stuffed the other half into his mouth. With his hunger level, even if he gave him a steamed bun, he couldn't feel anything, let alone only half of it. If this half of the steamed bun was gone, it would be like not eating it, but it was just a little hunger.

When the woman saw this, she took out a paper bag from her arms and opened it, which was a packet of reddish brown powder.

Meng Shuai saw it and said, "What is that?"

The woman said, "It's brown sugar, you need this now." While saying that, she melted the sugar powder into clean water.

Meng Shuai was stunned. Eating sugar is a good way to replenish calories. Unexpectedly, the woman also knew it, and said strangely: "Why do you carry this with you?"

The woman said casually, "In the military...hey." She noticed that she missed her mouth, stopped immediately, coughed, and said, "I often can't eat on time, and it consumes a lot, so I'm used to carrying powdered sugar on my body."

If you bring powdered sugar, don’t bring dry food? This is probably the difference between men and women.

The woman took two sips of candy water and handed the rest to Meng Shuai, saying, "I've drunk it all, we have something to do."

Meng Shuai drank all the sugar water in one go, and immediately felt much better and said, "Thank you sister."

The woman waved her hand and said, "You and I will work together, thank you if you say thank you. It is impossible to eat and drink here. We have to take advantage of our physical strength to plan how to get out." As she said that, she stood up, circled around the room, and pushed the huge iron door.

Meng Shuai nodded and said, "Can it be opened?"

The woman put her ear on the iron door, knocked on it, and somehow poked it and said, "The door is two inches thick, cast from the cast iron, and it is very solid. The lock tied from the outside is not a delicate lock, but it is too heavy and has no gaps in the door, so it is not easy to pry open. I know that in such a dungeon design, the door lock is not arranged with exquisiteness, it is to be heavy and old, so that it makes a loud noise and calls the outside."

Meng Shuai said "hey", looked up at the skylight and said, "Where is above?"

The woman supported the wall with her hands and climbed up.

The more ten feet the skylight is, it is naturally high enough for ordinary people, but for good martial arts, it is nothing, not to mention that the walls are not smooth, and there are many concave and bumps to support, so it is not much.

The woman climbed up to the iron window and said, "Three railings were welded on the iron window, and the gap was too narrow."

Meng Shuai followed him up. Although he had not recovered his strength, climbing the wall was normal. He was squeezed into the iron window with the woman and looked out. He saw three iron fences welded on the iron window, but they were rusted for a long time and were no longer particularly solid. Looking out from the window, he saw a path outside, which was almost flush with the ground, and the entire dungeon was underground. He said, "What if the fence is removed?"

The woman grabbed the fence and said, "That's hard. The window is too narrow. Even if it is removed, people can't get through."

Meng Shuai pointed at himself and said, "Where is me?"

The woman was stunned, turned her head to look at him, smiled, and said, "Yes, you are a child, with a small figure, especially with narrow shoulders, maybe you can try it. Put your head over and see what you are."

Meng Shuai leaned over as he said, and his mind was barely able to pass. The woman said, "Although it's a little narrow, I'll push you from behind, rub your joints and get out."

Meng Shuai thought to himself: I am not as talented as Wan Qianshi Time Travel Seniors. Eleven looks as majestic as Twenty-One, otherwise I wouldn’t have to stare at me now? I knocked on the iron window fence and said, “I think I can remove it.”

The woman said, "It's hard to have no tools."

Meng Shuai reached out and pried the fence with the greatest strength. He felt that the iron pillar in his hand was slightly bent, making a squeaking and squeaking sound. Some rust and iron filings were pulled down by him. The window turned into a piece of red and black powder, but he was almost breathless. He couldn't pull it down anyway, but he hurt his fingers and felt a little aggrieved. He thought to himself: My time-traveling seniors are like the first breakthrough, why did I start with a punch and break the stone? Am I embarrassing them?

However, I felt a little comforted when I thought that even if my seniors could snatch the iron railing, they would not be able to get out of their bodies.

The woman looked around and said, "Your strength is really great. Isn't you born with divine power?"

Meng Shuai said: "There is no bonus."

The woman said, "Has she reached the weightlifting level?"

Meng Shuai nodded randomly and said, "I'm sure I've reached it. I don't know who said that the weightlifting realm has a thousand pounds of power. If I have a thousand pounds of power, I can't beat this iron railing?"

The woman smiled and said, "Don't be discouraged, you are not weak, but this iron railing is not an ordinary person. The Guo family is also a martial arts hero. His cage often requires the martial arts people to be imprisoned. If the weight-lifting realm can easily remove the iron fence of the cage, the Guo family fort should collapse. Unless the sharp blade cannot be separated."

Meng Shuai's heart moved and said, "I have a sharp blade, too." He got off the iron window for now, took out the iron iron, and the thin blade popped out from his fingers, as light as a cicada's wing. He stroked the blade and said, "It's a pity that it's too thin, I'm afraid it's broken."

The woman smiled and said, "If you have a sharp blade, it's because your hand is not using the knife." She turned around and swept the iron on his mechanism, her eyes jumped, turned over and landed, and said, "Who gave it to you?"

Meng Shuai stretched out his hand and said, "This is given by a friend...a passing acquaintance." Fu Jinshui and his friends are still eight streets away.

The woman reached out to take it, looked at it carefully, and suddenly laughed, saying, "This acquaintance is willing to give you this, I think he is a real acquaintance. He is a weird person. He is willing to squander all the money and silver in Hershey, but most of the time, he only takes advantage of it and never loses a penny."

Meng Shuai thought to himself: Who are you talking about? Fu Jinshui? What is the relationship between you?

I heard the woman say, "Little brother, what's your name?"

Meng Shuai then remembered that before the two of them introduced themselves, they said, "My name is Meng Shuai. I used to live in Gualingdu and now I live in Shatuokou."

The woman exclaimed and said, "Is Gualing Du? There is someone over there, do you know?"

Meng Shuai replied casually: "Those who have money know, but those who don't know."

The woman laughed out loud and said, "I don't know if there is any money, but I just know that he is a skilled craftsman, a rare person in the world, with the surname Zhong, do you know?"

Meng Shuai said: "I know, it's my brother."

The woman smiled again and said, "Okay, then we are not outsiders. Your brother, me, and the people who gave you the iron of the mechanism, we are all together."

Meng Shuai guessed it in his heart and asked with a smile: "What do you call it?"

The woman opened her mouth and then smiled and said, "This place is not a place to speak clearly. You can call me Sister Qin. Just have the iron of the organs, and I'll take you out."

At that moment, Sister Qin clamped the thin blade with her fingers, turned on the iron railing, and said, "You have to see clearly that it seems to be using force but not force, and the air in your hand is not empty. It is easiest to exert the sharpness of this thin blade." As she said that, she waved her hand easily and casually, and the iron railing folded with her hand.

Meng Shuai was overjoyed. He tried it himself. He was not stupid and it was not difficult to learn this trick. He tried it and then easily mastered it. When Sister Qin saw it, she also praised him for his intelligence.

At that moment, the two of them removed all three iron fences, but the stubble was flat, just so that Meng Shuai could still put it back and fill it up after crawling out.

Sister Qin stared at Meng Shuai and climbed to the windowsill and said, "Store the keys first after you go out. If you can't steal them, save yourself, get out of Guojiabao, go to Shatuokou to report the news, and just find your acquaintance. If you can only report the news, you can also explore the whereabouts of Mr. Zhao."

Meng Shuai nodded, and with one hand, he supported the walls on both sides. He went out first, closed his shoulders, and pushed back with force. Sister Qin dragged him hard from behind, and both sides forced him to tightly and tightly crawled out of the cell.
Chapter completed!