Volume 1 Falling into Mortal World Chapter 10 Wo ~ I can’t be locked up at all

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"This was an accident."

"Accident? Then tell dad what kind of accident it was?" The dignified general was not that easy to fool. He threw the jade brick in his hand with one hand and stroked his beard with the other.

"This...ah hahaha."

"Ah hahaha." The master also laughed awkwardly, and suddenly struck Chang Xiu on the head with a brick. "Why don't you go to the solitary room and copy books?"

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away." Chang Xiu rushed to the solitary room as fast as he could, because if he rushed too late, he might be fined 40 times by the master.

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It's said to be a solitary room, but it's actually the almost-cleaned backyard of the general's mansion.

There are piles of dead trees and crows cawing, which makes your eyes feel depressed.

Push the door open and enter.

"Master, I locked the door."

Bei Yun's voice came from outside the house.

"Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of locking the door. Chang Xiu stretched out, looked around for a while, and said with emotion: "I, Chang Xiu, are back again."

It can be seen that he was imprisoned more than once.

It's said to be a solitary room, but it's actually the backyard of the general's mansion that's not often cleaned.

There are piles of dead trees, crows cawing, and the scene is full of depression.

Push the door open and enter.

"Master, I locked the door." Bei Yun's voice came from outside the house.

"Okay." After the words were heard, there was the sound of locking the door. Chang Xiu stretched, looked around for a while, and said with emotion: "I, Chang Xiu, are back again."

This shows that he has been detained more than once.

He walked slowly to the wooden table, moved a wooden chair and sat down.

There are pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The five fingers of his left hand moved slightly, and the pen started to move on its own, and the handwriting was exactly the same as what Chang Xiu usually wrote!

It was finished in a short time.

I picked up the paper, admired it a little, and was very satisfied.

Lean on the back of the chair, raise your head slightly, and take a nap.

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It was night, the moon was curved like a hook, the stars were shining brightly, the snow gradually melted, and the wind blew in, bringing bursts of coolness.

He opened his eyes, snapped his fingers, and appeared outside the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

And a man who looked the same as Chang Xiu appeared in the solitary room.

The man's eyes were dull, like a doll.

How can you live in a mere confinement? Use a dummy instead for a while, who can tell?

Chang Xiu is still very confident in his "Puppet Substitution Technique".

Climb up the wall.

"Why does this damn Xu Zhiyun seem like a different person? Is it true that as that person said, she is no longer the good-for-nothing?"

It was Xu Qingrou's voice.

She was pacing and talking to herself.

"Who is that person you are talking about?" Chang Xiu appeared silently behind Xu Qingrou, with sharp-angled triangular blades protruding from the edge of the white jade fan.

The sharp blade was pressed against Xu Qingrou's neck, and the latter broke into a cold sweat.

"explain!"

"The mysterious person was wearing a black robe and a white mask. His voice was that of a woman. He should be a woman. However, he was eight feet tall and looked very much like a man. I don't know whether he is a man or a woman."

Black robe? White mask?

The only one with this characteristic is the Evil Dragon Cult!

The number one demon sect in the world takes pleasure in killing people. If you give them enough money, you can make them do anything.

I heard that this sect often poaches——

Capture talented young girls from various sects.

Later, these young girls were forced to eat poisonous insects and then kill each other. Those who survived in the end had to endure the pain of poisonous insects for more than ten days and were reborn before they could become disciples of this religion.

Today, the thief Cen Shang is the leader of the Evil Dragon Cult. Because of his extraordinary talent, he has accomplished dozens of times more tasks than others and is recognized by the leader as his godson.

To get this precious godson to come out and kill that ordinary strong man, he must have spent a lot of money. The guess is that he has a good background. He is definitely not a popular actor like Xu Qingrou. Although the outside world said that Xu Qingrou arranged for the thief to come. She kills the strong man because the strong man is not good at doing things and he has something to do with her.

"Why are you in Miss Xu Er's yard? What bad things are you planning to do? Why don't you get it from the real deal!"

"This, this, this is my house! You may not know that I lost the bet at the Poetry Club, so I exchanged houses with my second sister and gave her a large sum of money."

There were too many trivial matters, and I forgot about the bet for a moment. Xu Qingrou remembered everything after saying this.

"Where was your old yard?"

Xu Qingrou raised her finger in one direction and gossiped: "Are you looking for my second sister?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Obviously, Chang Xiu didn't want to talk to her.

"Be a good person from now on and don't do those dirty things again, remember?"

"Remember! Remember!"

The next moment, the chill on my neck disappeared, and when I looked back, there was no one behind me, as if everything just now was a dream.

"Snapped--"

A loud slap in the face.

It hurts, it hurts so much, I'm not dreaming.

"Xu Qingrou."

The man in black robe and white mask came on a black cloud. When he landed, the cloud dissipated.

"Sir!" Xu Qingrou did not dare to neglect and bowed her hands in salute.

This man comes and goes without a trace, and he knows all kinds of powerful spells.

The few magic tricks she knew were taught by this adult.

"The Lord sent me here to ask you for a favor."

"What's the business? You tell me."

Black energy emanated from the whole body, like chains, heading straight towards Xu Qingrou.

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"Dong dong dong——"

There was a knock on the door.

Xu Zhiyun put down the book in his hand and raised his eyes.

"Second Miss, this person coming in the middle of the night may not be simple, so be careful."

These words were quite pleasant to hear, much better than those harsh words in the past.

It seemed that Lv Shui really regarded himself and Chang Xiu as his backers.

"fine."

Get up, walk to the door, and open the door.

"Chang Xiu?"

"It's me, little beauty~" she said with a playful smile, not showing any seriousness at all, "little beauty still remembers my name and seems to care about me very much!"

Xu Zhiyun asked coldly: "What are you doing here?"

"Come down and take a look at the little beauty."

"Please go back. It's late at night and I want to rest."

Suddenly he became serious and lowered his voice: "I have something to say to you alone."

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Open the green water.

Xu Zhiyun closed the door: "Tell me, what are you talking about?"

"When I went down to chase the thief, I found out that the person was Cen Shang from the Evil Dragon Sect."

"Evil Dragon Sect? Cen Shang? What are those?"

The original owner has no memory of it.

His eyes narrowed: "You don't know?"

Xu Zhiyun blinked, should I know? The original owner has no memory related to it, where can I find it?

"That's all, let me tell you." Chang Xiu understood something, shook his head, and smiled.

After a brief explanation, Xu Zhiyun knew a thing or two about the Evil Dragon Sect and Cen Shang.

"So, who wants to kill that strong man?" Xu Zhiyun asked.

This question is also a doubt in Chang Xiu's mind.

"Does the little beauty have any doubts?"

"I……"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "plop" sound coming from outside the house, like the sound of falling water.

They both rushed out of the house at the same time.

There was a man floating in the pond not far from the house.

The man was facing the sky, motionless.

Taking a closer look, the person was Xu Qingrou.

His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something terrifying, but in fact he had no breath.