"Cuckoo..." I finally couldn't hold it back and my stomach began to growl, but at this moment, Watanabe Hideki suddenly turned the key and stepped on the clutch. The sound of the car starting up actually covered up the sound from the coffin.

A faint cry came from inside.

"Fortunately, fortunately!" Qu Yong secretly squeezed his sweat, obviously Watanabe Hideki didn't notice him.

At this time, the car had started driving again, and he was no longer allowed to think any more.

Tokyo in the early morning seems to have just woken up. Although it is still early, there are already many pedestrians and vehicles on the streets. The Japanese life is very stressful, especially in a super city like Tokyo. The minimum is to get up early. Fortunately,

This Hideki Watanabe is very familiar with the road,

He turned left and right, but nowhere was blocked. After driving for about an hour, the car entered an iron gate, and then a servant came up to him. Watanabe Hideki said a few words and came over by himself.

After carrying the coffin and walking through the gates of the courtyard, we finally reached our destination.

He placed the coffin on the floor, then clasped his hands and bowed, and then walked out.

"Is it finally here?"

Qu Yong listened inside for a long time, but there was no sound anymore. He gently moved his limbs that had been numb for a long time, then hooked his hand in the dark, pushed open the secret compartment, and pushed the coffin lid open to a line, only to see

After one glance, my heart sank to the bottom of my heart.

This place turned out to be a prison. The first thing Qu Yong saw was the arm-thick iron fence, "Oh no, I've fallen into a trap."

By now, Qu Yong has understood. It turns out that Watanabe Hideki had already discovered that someone was in the coffin, but he had remained calm. Instead, he easily locked the person into the Yamaguchi-gumi's private room.

In prison, this was a battle of wits and strength. It can be said that Qu Yong lost completely. It was as if he was being sold and still helping to count the money.

"When did he find me? Was it when my stomach growled, or earlier? This Hideki Watanabe could actually hold back his breath. I am so young compared to people like them."

But it didn't matter when he discovered it. Qu Yong got out of the coffin. This prison was very small. It was surrounded by solid concrete walls on three sides and an iron fence on one side. Looking at it, it turned out that there was more than just a prison like his. It was a long prison.

They were all in a row, but there was no sound.

"This seems to be a private prison of the Yamaguchi-gumi." Qu Yong said to himself: "The strange thing is why Hideki Watanabe arrested me, but one of my own didn't show up. He didn't even look at me, as if it didn't matter at all.

"

He looked carefully and saw that there was no other person except in the prison opposite him.

And in that prison, there was a person who didn't know whether he was a man or a woman. Perhaps he couldn't be called a human being. "He" had his back to Qu Yong, and his long, black and shiny hair fell to the ground like satin. The hair was very long. "He" had his back turned to Qu Yong.

"Sitting, hanging down to the ground, and spreading out in a large area, like seaweed in the deep sea, growing unbridled.

"He" was covered in black hair all over and was combing his hair. "He" didn't have a comb, but he stretched out the five fingers of his right hand and slowly passed through the black hair, one after another, quietly and skillfully, although he could only

He saw a figure from behind, but Qu Yong had already determined in his heart that this was the latest chapter of a little woman's cultivation of immortality.

Only a woman can have such grace when combing her hair. She just made a simple action of combing her hair, revealing a story of indescribable virtue and virtuousness. Qu Yong does not believe in Christianity, but the first thought in his mind is the Virgin Mary.

That's it.

Then he saw her hand, which was dry and covered with bones, like a dead branch that had been drained of flesh and blood, but the nails were trimmed very short and neatly, showing that this woman had a good upbringing, even if she was trapped like this.

Wherever she is, she also attaches great importance to her appearance to the best of her ability.

"Excuse me, this is..."

Qu Yong observed for half an hour, but the woman was still combing her hair seriously and carefully, again and again, as if she would never stop.

"Prison." A gentle and quiet voice came from the other side, like a piece of warm jade.

"Ah?" Qu Yong asked in Chinese, and he asked the same question. Unexpectedly, she spoke Chinese very well. In the past few days, he found that many Japanese people can speak Chinese.

"This is a prison, a place where people are detained."

"This..." This is undoubtedly the most correct answer. Qu Yong walked to the iron fence and asked: "Your Excellency, are you also an enemy of the Yamaguchi-gumi?"

"Enemies?" She said quietly, "Maybe."

Every word she spoke was highly infectious, but she was not a resentful and lonely soul, but like the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara, who endured hard and endured.

"Really?" Qu Yong suddenly couldn't ask anymore. He didn't know what to ask. He obviously had a lot of things on his mind, but he couldn't say a word. After a long time, he asked, "How long have you been locked up here?"

"More than twenty years ago."

"More than twenty years?" Qu Yong simply couldn't believe how she survived more than twenty years of being locked up in such a small place.

"Are you sympathizing with me? Why not think about your own situation."

The prison was very small, about three meters long and two meters wide. There was originally a cement bed inside, but now the coffin was placed. He walked around the entire cell twice and found that it was seamless.

, could only sit down beside the coffin dejectedly.

"Am I going to be locked up here for twenty years, or even longer?"

After being silent for a long time, she opened her mouth and said: "You take one step at a time, pick up your five fingers with your feet, and your body rises and falls gently, as if there is a horse underneath you. You should be a disciple of Xingyi Sect, but..." After a moment of pause, she said: "You practice

Is it true metaphor of a lineage, is it under the Tianming sect, or... is it under the Tianyi sect?"

"What?" Qu Yong was shocked. He had been walking with the bronze-faced man recently and had put his kung fu into his steps. He had only walked more than ten steps just now. She had her back turned to him, but he could hear her clearly. With this kind of hearing power,

The experience was truly terrifying, but what surprised Qu Yong the most was that she said the name of Brother Tianyi.

In this world, there are definitely not many people who know this lineage, let alone a Japanese woman.

"You are..." Qu Yong suddenly stood up and said defensively: "How do you know the true metaphor of a lineage! Who are you?"

"Me? How could I not know?" She said calmly: "It seems that you are not Tianming's disciple. He will not like a young man with your temper. Did he not expect that you are his disciple?"

When she talked about "him", that is, Tian Yi Chang, her words were plain, but there was a deep feeling in them. Qu Yong could tell that there might be a profound past between her and Tian Yi Chang.
Chapter completed!