Then Jiang Tian returned to prison, only to find that he had been taken in another direction. Not long after, he stopped at the end of a long corridor that was shrouded in darkness and required a fire to illuminate his path, in front of the penultimate door. There is nothing else on the moss-mottled stone walls except for doors that look particularly heavy.
The jailer in black clothes with red borders who was leading the way opened the door several times and spoke in a cold tone:
"Next, you will live here temporarily;"
"But if you have daily needs, just shout outside."
"Later, your personal belongings will be delivered to you."
"Whether you want to study or exercise, as long as you stay there, you can do whatever you want."
However, before entering the door, Jiang Tian moved in his heart and said:
"Since there will be more troubles in the future, I dare to ask what I call this provincial level."
When the other party heard this, he remained silent. He looked at Jiang Tian meaningfully for a while, and then spoke with a precious word:
"Murong Wu!"
Following a series of clanking sounds, the door was re-sealed and locked. Jiang Tian also looked at and checked the indoor environment where he was. But to his surprise, compared to the dark and gloomy outer corridor, the inner room of the new prison was not cramped and cramped as expected, but was much more spacious and airy than before.
Not only are there many light windows and openings on the stone walls and ceiling above, casting down sections of pale moonlight; there is also the sound of wind that seems to have no air convection echoing in the room; if you listen carefully, It seems that there is a faint gurgling sound unique to the ditch water under the floor in the corner.
Coupled with the shadows of trees peeking out from the high windows and the occasional chirping of night birds, most of the discomfort and depression of being in a closed room suddenly dissipated. The empty room seemed to have been hastily cleaned just now, so there were still traces of dust on the ground that had been dragged and moved.
There are only a few household items such as a plank bed and a desk, and they are not old but have signs of being used as a habitation. Therefore, this place is more like a rest room than a specially arranged exclusive prison. Or a dedicated storage place. But it is much cleaner and fresher than the environment in the lanshang before Jiang Tian.
Then Jiang Tian sat down, and the energy units gradually increasing from "+0.01" in his field of vision finally stopped at "0.91". Then he became a little angry. Because the collected energy seems to have no other effect except for the life-saving function that is passively triggered at critical times.
Even the "Weapon Mastery (Projection): Familiarity" that he unlocked originally could not be revealed due to the lack of suitable equipment. Then, he clicked on "Optional Side Mission: "Late Redemption"/"Sinking Light"" without hesitation; a new prompt and progress bar appeared again in his field of vision, "Initial signs (6%)" ).".
The next moment, a belated prompt appeared in his field of vision again: "Mission prerequisites are met, active mode is unlocked..." Then, it changed to "Turn on auxiliary ability (guidance)"
Immediately, Jiang Tian felt that there were some invisible changes happening inside and outside his body, but it seemed as if nothing had happened. After holding it in for a long time, Jiang Tian didn't see any changes at all.
This result made him a little disappointed, but then he cheered up again. I searched with my mind again and summoned a long-lost instruction from my field of vision:
"Y/N injects (0.05 units) energy enhancement."
Jiang Tian did not hesitate to choose yes, and continued to strengthen it on this basis: Then he saw the prompt of "auxiliary ability (guidance)" in his field of vision. After "-0.05" flashed several times in succession, it finally appeared. A "getting started" status note.
Then, he used his mind to activate this "auxiliary ability (guidance)" again; however, except for the faint sound of wind, there was still no change. As a result, slight depression enveloped Jiang Tian's heart again.
He was about to hide this reminder from his field of vision, lie down and take a rest to clear his mind. Suddenly, he heard a subtle snapping sound not far away in the room; something moved, and he immediately became energetic.
Then, Jiang Tian stared closely at the small cluster of branches and leaves protruding from the high air window; then under his gaze, the leaves shook again; then once, twice, three times, All around, it was like another invisible thing was touching lightly.
At this moment, Jiang Tian was inevitably filled with joy. Because this so-called "auxiliary ability (guidance)" is an ability similar to invisible mind power! Could it be that I will be able to take photos from afar next time?
Then, like a child who got an out-of-print toy, Jiang Tian couldn't help but use this "auxiliary ability (guidance)" again and again indoors; he kept trying his best with various objects at hand, and various possibilities Purpose and upper limit...
Then, I don’t know how long it took, Jiang Tian suddenly felt a buzzing sound in his consciousness, which turned into continuous dizziness, and warm and moist liquid gushed out of his nose, which was unbearably sore and swollen...
When he woke up again, he found that his mouth and nose were full of stagnant blood clots; while the dizziness in his head continued, a prompt popped up in his field of vision: "Partial damage to the body (minor)." "Yes/ No, scan and fix?"
As Jiang Tian chose "Yes", he suddenly felt something penetrating from the top of his head, and a layer-by-layer perspective view of humanoid skin, muscles, blood vessels and bones flashed in front of him; then he focused on the head, and suddenly Suddenly enlightened and relaxed.
However, the energy in the field of vision also faded to "0.74" again; it was obvious that Jiang Tian was a little carried away just now, and almost caused himself a cerebral hemorrhage and internal injuries by overusing his power.
Just when he was feeling faintly frightened and palpitated by this obviously unscientific phenomenon, and secretly feeling heartache, as the door opened again outside, a somewhat familiar voice finally came:
"Jiang Sheng, I, Old Fan, have sent you all your bedding."
However, the next moment, Fan Shishi stared with wide eyes at the messy interior furnishings, as well as Jiang Tian, who was slightly depressed with blood stains on his mouth and nose. He couldn't help shouting in shock:
"Here comes someone!"
At the same time, outside the prison where Jiang Tian was located, the invisible waves and currents caused by him continued to spread outward under the night.
But the first person to get the relevant news was an eye-catching courtyard in the northwest corner of the Imperial City (Taiji Palace), in the former part of the Baiguan Office.
As the lights came back on in several places in the darkness, and after the faint sound of movement inside, a soft and high-pitched voice asked in dissatisfaction:
"What kind of dog is this? Why bother him all night long? I wonder if Haigong has been on duty for half the night and is now resting."
"Replying to the envoy, it was just delivered from Zuoyintai Gate."
The person who came to deliver the report quickly said:
"Zuo Yintai Gate? How could it be Zuo Yintai Gate?"
The soft voice inside couldn't help but say in surprise:
You must know that according to the regulations since the imperial dynasty, the Youyintai Gate where the General Affairs Department is located is the official department that receives reports from all the governors and governors in the world and sends messages and reports. The Zuoyintai Gate is the transmission channel for many clan relatives and vassals in the corresponding country. But there are not many opportunities to actually put it to use, let alone posting letters overnight.
Then the movement inside turned into faint exclamations as the post was handed in.
"If you don't hurry up and get ready, follow me to Zuoyemen and deliver the message."
Near the Xingqing Palace in the southwest of the city, Zhou Yanbang, the Zuoduchao of the Censorial Palace who had just returned home from a literary banquet for supporting the underachievers, was also recognized as a disciple by the Censor on duty, Guo Chongtao. The sent family members were caught up in the street; and after hurriedly reading the delivered newspaper, they finally turned around and headed towards Jingzhao Mansion without hesitation.
