Chapter 323 Tang 3 decides to act crazy

When Tang San woke up again, he found himself in a prison cell.

He worked in the intelligence system for nearly a year, and made great contributions in the series of tasks to wipe out the remnants of the Haotian Sect.

He recognized at a glance that the floor, walls, and roof were cast in one piece with high-grade concrete, embedded with precision-forged tungsten steel plates.

A narrow iron door that requires one to bend over to pass through. It is made of a special metal as thick as a baby's arm and must be opened from the outside.

His hands and feet were tightly locked with a pair of silver shackles. He tried to move them, but without any surprise, he found that the soul power in his body did not respond at all. Even the Purple Demon Pupil was greatly weakened and suppressed.

Obviously, these restraints were specially made, with soul guide arrays engraved inside, and were designed specifically for imprisoning high-level soul masters.

Seeing these things, Tang San gave up resisting.

He was very clear about the methods of the Anbu. After all, he learned a considerable part of them from Danzo Shimura, and then made suggestions to them.

No matter how arrogant, cruel, or domineering a soul master is, once he comes in here and takes a look around, he will become as honest and docile as a sheep when he returns.

The value of Darkness in the Ninja World, tsk.

After a moment of trance, Sanzi thought about what happened before he fell into a coma.

In an instant, tears welled up in his eyes, and the huge grievance burst out like a mountain torrent, uncontrollable.

The things Oscar intended to accuse him of, such as falling asleep while on duty, not being pious enough when kneeling to pray, etc., were not serious crimes at all.

There are five levels of punishment for criminals in the Kingdom of Heaven: criticism and education, detention with fines, forced labor, imprisonment, and death penalty. They are not even at the lowest level.

I was threatened because I was too frightened and thought that I couldn't make any mistakes.

Even if it was exposed, what would happen? If Nangong Lingyun still had some dignity, he shouldn't have executed a meritorious intelligence officer for such a small matter.

I am so ridiculous.

Most of the suffering I've endured this year was completely unnecessary.

Oscar, that insidious and shameless villain, bullied and oppressed me, extorted me from you,

In the end, because of a minor crime that was no more than a few words of criticism, he committed a serious crime that was punishable by death.

Trying to control an intelligence official with poison and forcing him to commit a crime is definitely treason, attempted murder, planning terrorist activities, and espionage.

Not to mention that Nangong Lingyun didn't like me in the first place, even if he didn't, it would be enough to kill me four or five times.

Thinking of this, Tang San suddenly slapped himself hard on the face.

Trying your best is still not enough, one time is not enough, two times are not enough, three times are still not enough.

Even though it hurt so much that tears burst out, I still gritted my teeth and continued to smoke.

It's so stupid. It's really so stupid, so stupid, so stupid. How can a person be so stupid?

I don't know how much time has passed, but the third son's face is almost swollen like a pig's head.

I don’t know what he was thinking about, but he suddenly crawled to the door and looked outside vigilantly.

Then he shrank back into the corner and quietly reached into his chest to feel around.

In just two seconds, the whole body began to shake violently and uncontrollably, and it took great willpower to suppress it.

However, this time it was not pain or anger, but simply excitement.

All personal belongings of prisoners in prison will be searched, including storage soul guides. His Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night was also missing.

But the Feixian Order is still there.

When the Feixian Order is not activated, it is like an ordinary feather, without any fluctuations in its aura.

Unless you see it directly with your naked eyes, no matter how strong your mental power is, you cannot scan it out, and there is nothing in the perception at all.

Moreover, he always hid this thing very well, placing it in the interlayer of his clothes on his chest.

The heart is a vital part, and people will subconsciously dodge to protect it. If you put it here, as long as you are not hit in the heart, you don’t need to worry about it falling accidentally.

This instinctive action may very well save your life.

Tang San thought excitedly,

Although his mental strength was suppressed, he could still use a little bit of it, so triggering the assessment would definitely not be a problem.

The third test of the Flying Immortal will be over in half a year. It will be difficult for me to avoid being sentenced to death, but there is still a possibility that I will not be executed within half a year.

According to the Anbu Criminal Department regulations, there are several situations in which the execution of a death row prisoner can be postponed.

Pregnancy, great achievements, and involvement in other important cases that have not been investigated clearly.

As long as they deliberately reveal some false information that is difficult to verify in a short period of time, such as the Haotian Sect still has hidden remnants and is planning major terrorist activities.

Although you may suffer a little and be tortured every day, compared with your life and entering Feixian City to achieve immortality, everything else is nothing.

After making up his mind, Tang San turned over and lay on the ground.

The prisoners' living conditions were extremely poor, but they still had a layer of straw under them.

He hid the Feixian Order in the straw placed against his forehead, closed his eyes, and pretended to have fallen asleep due to excessive grief.

In fact, he immediately entered the assessment.

There is another difference between the third test and the second test, that is, the time is not fixed. The test can be interrupted and continued at any time.

Anyway, no matter when you go in, it will be the plot node when you came out last time. It’s no problem to go in and out eight times in a day.

In the stable of the Wu Kingdom Palace, Tang San, who was not shackled, slowly opened his eyes.

The stench of horse manure and the pungent smell of fermentation made him want to vomit, but he didn't care at all.

He clenched his fists tightly, but his eyes flashed with an extremely determined or resolute light.

Before this, I had been trying to replicate the historical Gou Jian, even tasting his feces to inquire about his illness, and I really gritted my teeth and ate Fu Chai's stuff.

But perhaps because the details were not performed well enough, he died more than a dozen times, either at the hands of Fuchai or at the hands of Wu Zixu.

It is very difficult to find the narrow balance point between these two extremes. Goujian may be mentally twisted, but he is definitely a top hero and not someone that ordinary people can imitate.

So this time, the third son decided to change his strategy and pretend to be crazy.

Fuchai and Wu Zixu insulted him in various ways in order to reduce their prestige as the former King of Yue so that they could better rule the former Yue region.

If he compromised, when his prestige dropped to a certain level and he lost the support of his subordinates, he would have no hope of successfully counterattacking Wu in the future.

If you don't compromise, you will be eliminated directly because you are a threat.

Therefore, the correct answer is actually the third option that is not included in options A and B.

This should be the true essence and key of the assessment. Otherwise, simply imitating Goujian would be too easy and would not meet the standard of passing each level with difficulty.

The plan has been decided,

Bing Qing Yujie picked up the tool for shoveling horse manure and chopped hard at the imperial horse that Fuchai loved and cherished the most.

After knocking the man to the ground after a few hits, he mounted another horse and rushed towards the King of Wu's palace like a madman, cursing as he rushed, venting all his anger.

In just ten minutes, Fuchai, in a rage, ordered the people to be burned to death.

Once again, he appeared at the scene of the reconciliation.

Behind him, the civil and military officials and soldiers of Yue State were kneeling on the ground. In front of him was the arrogant Fuchai, the greedy Wu Zixu, and a large number of soldiers wearing armor and holding sharp blades.

The third son kowtowed earnestly and begged:

"I, a lowly sinner, beg the wise, intelligent and brave King Wu for forgiveness. I am willing to serve the King as a slave."

Pretending to be crazy also requires the right timing. You can't pretend to be crazy right from the beginning, otherwise you will be discovered.