Mingwu thirty-three years, early autumn.
Beijing and Zhou Tianlao.
"The Great Zhou Dynasty...the Heavenly Prison Jailer...!?"
"So I've traveled through time?"
Lu Ning rubbed his sore forehead and looked at the dim classroom in front of him.
Hanging on the walls are some ancient torture instruments, prison uniforms, waist knives and other objects.
There is nothing wrong with traveling through time!
The original owner was also named Lu Ning, and he was a little jailer in the sky prison.
In my memory, three generations of the Lu family were jailers in the Heavenly Prison, a hereditary profession and a guaranteed iron rice bowl.
However, this Zhou Dynasty has nothing to do with any dynasty in previous history.
There are immortals, Buddhas and martial arts here, as well as demons and ghosts. Among those imprisoned in this heavenly prison are the heinous demons and evildoers.
"There are monsters...!" Lu Ning's face turned pale.
This is such a high-risk world!
In the memory of the original owner, even if he stayed in this heavily guarded prison, misfortunes would still happen.
From the first year of Mingwu to the present, there have been five cases of demon robberies.
Every time there is a river of blood.
Many people from the Demon Suppression Division and the Imperial Guard will die.
Not to mention that the jailer, who had no power to restrain the chicken, was instantly killed by the demonic aura!
Even if there are no demons to rob the prison, staying in this dark and evil prison every day will cause serious damage to the human body.
The original owner's father fell ill with tuberculosis and died in his early forties.
The eldest brother in the family should have taken over, but the eldest brother is a scholar, married to his sister-in-law and has a child, and is unwilling to come to the prison cell to take over the iron job.
Therefore, Lu Ning took up the post.
In my memory, the original owner had just turned seventeen, worked in prison for half a year, and died unexpectedly before he even became pregnant.
"Alas! This guy is too fragile!"
Lu Ning stood up to stretch his frail body, and couldn't help but look sad.
To be honest, the original owner's body is not as strong as his sub-healthy physique in his previous life.
It seems that the profession of a jailer is also a high-risk profession!
No, I have to change my career.
"Quit your job and go into business...!"
As soon as the idea came up, Lu Ning shook his head in denial.
Although you can make a lot of money in business with the knowledge and brains in your previous life, this is a world where demons are in trouble and the powerful are in power.
One has no background, two has no backing, and three has no strength.
Even if he were the richest man in the world and was not hijacked by demons, the powerful children of Beijing and Zhou would be jealous, and they might end up having to go to jail.
"Study and become an official...!"
Lu Ning shook his head. The end of the road to becoming an official was the prison.
In my memory, there were many officials, including big shots, imprisoned in the sky jail.
Then why bother to fight outside? I'm in the prison now!
"Cultivation to immortality and immortality...!"
Lu Ning's eyes suddenly brightened, there are immortals in this world... But his eyes soon dimmed.
well! With such a weak body, it is difficult to practice martial arts, let alone cultivating immortals.
After some analysis, Lu Ning found that it was safer to remain in the prison.
Although affected by the environment, his life will not be too long, but it is stable. Except for the demons who rob him of the prison, the sky prison is quite safe.
He just needs to exercise well and live for twenty or thirty years without any problem.
Um! Live first before you have the chance to think about how to live better!
"Chang'an, it's time to click!"
Suddenly, the door to the class room was pushed open.
Lu Ning looked up and saw a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue prison uniform, a round black turban on his head, a mustache, dark red piping on the prison uniform, and a big word "Prison" on his chest.
This middle-aged man's name is Zhao Quan, and he is a good friend with the original owner's father.
After the original owner came to work, he also took good care of the original owner.
As for 'Chang'an' being the nickname of the original owner, it may have come from the meaning of longevity and peace.
In the Tianlao, only Zhao Quan and a few colleagues with whom he had good relationships would call him by his nickname to appear more friendly. The other colleagues all called him Lu Ning.
"Uncle Zhao is here!"
Lu Ning arranged his prison uniform and futou and walked out of the cell quickly.
…
There is an empty space in Tianlao.
When Lu Ning came running out of breath, he glanced at Captain Zhou who was standing at the front with a majestic face, and quickly walked to the last row to stand.
There are four sections in Tianlao: A, B, C and D. There are eight cell heads and eighty jailers.
Lu Ning is the jailer of Ding District.
After a while, everyone arrived.
Captain Zhou began to roll call and lecture.
after the end.
Zhao Quan pulled Lu Ning and said, "You kid, why are you so listless?"
Lu Ning said casually: "Uncle Zhao, I didn't get a good rest last night."
Zhao Quan threw the fried dough sticks and soy milk into Lu Ning's arms and said, "Eat quickly and come with me after eating."
Lu Ning was slightly stunned: "Where are you going?"
Zhao Quan lowered his voice and said: "The torture chamber."
The torture chamber?
Newcomer coming?
Lu Ning's first thought was that he soon understood that a new prisoner was about to be imprisoned.
He took a sip of fried dough sticks and a sip of soy milk, and asked vaguely: "Uncle, who is he?"
"You'll know when you go there!"
Zhao Quan said and went to call another young jailer.
Lu Ning took a look and saw that the young jailer was two years older than him. His name was Li Xiang. He also took over from his father and had a good relationship with him in District D.
Soon, the three of them arrived at the criminal trial area.
I heard screams coming from a torture chamber, and they were shouting something about not cheating people or defrauding money.
When Lu Ning heard this, he couldn't help but feel relieved.
Charlatans have a relatively low risk factor.
After entering the torture chamber, after a meal of flesh and blood, he basically did all the tricks.
I saw Zhao Quan walking into the execution room.
Lu Ning and Li Xiang did not go in, but just stood outside and listened.
From time to time, the prison guards' harsh interrogations and the screams of the old liar could be heard in the execution room.
Waited for a full quarter of an hour.
Zhao Quancai came out carrying a prisoner wearing a white prison uniform and covered in blood.
The prisoner's bones were wrapped in iron chains, his limbs were broken, and he was dying.
Seeing the two people stunned, Zhao Quan said angrily:
"What are you two looking at? Grab him quickly and put him in cell No. 39 in District D."
"oh oh……!"
The two nodded repeatedly.
But Lu Ning moved slowly, after all, he hadn't adapted yet.
However, Li Xiang acted quickly and stepped forward to hold the bloody prisoner.
Lu Ning resisted the feeling of vomiting and restrained the prisoner.
"Uncle, what did this old guy lie to?"
After Li Xiang stopped the prisoner, he asked casually.
Zhao Quan looked back at the execution room and lowered his voice: "This old liar knows some martial arts and calls himself a half-immortal."
"I cheated money everywhere, and even got to the Marquis Wu'an Mansion."
"If the white-clothed immortal from Baiyun Taoist Temple hadn't seen through it, Marquis Wu An would have been fooled!"
Lu Ning raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't know who Marquis Wu An was, he knew he was the Marquis of Zhou Dynasty.
How dare an old charlatan try to deceive a marquis?
There must be something wrong here.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhao Quan waved his hand and said: "Go quickly, don't wait any longer!"
The two nodded repeatedly and dragged the prisoner away.
A moment.
Tianlaoding District.
Cell No. 39.
The two men came over carrying the prisoner.
Li Xiang didn't change much, but Lu Ning was a bit struggling.
"This body really lacks exercise!" Lu Ning couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
After throwing the prisoner into the cell, Lu Ning couldn't help but hold his knees with his hands and took a deep breath.
Li Xiang smiled and said:
"Chang'an, please lock the door, I'm going to fish first!"
Lu Ning just nodded. He knew what Li Xiang meant by fishing, which meant gambling on dice.
The current situation of the jailer in Tianlao is that he has nothing to do but drink and gamble at dice.
See Li Xiang going away.
Lu Ning just walked out of the cell.
When he locked the prison door, he sighed repeatedly.
Tianlao Yin Qi is strong, so if you want to prevent it from corroding your body, you need to exercise more.
So he decided to start practicing martial arts from today to make himself stronger as soon as possible!
Otherwise, he will have to hang up again soon.
Back in the class room, Lu Ning had just sat down on the bench.
A flash of light appeared in front of some drowsy eyes, and then as the golden and black light rolled, a book with a golden and black cover appeared in front of his eyes:
Catalog of Heavenly Punishment.
The book opened automatically to the second page.
Writings and pictures appeared on the dark golden page that was originally empty.
Sinner: Fan Guangming (Samsung)
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