The next day.
The Book of Changes came to Tianlao Dianmao.
The door has not been repaired yet, and there are puddles of black and red blood on the floor and walls, which are a bit sticky when you step on them.
Zheng Siyu died in the hands of thieves last night. The exchange of official positions he had promised to Niu Xiaowei was naturally not counted. But there is no need to count, because Captain Niu also died in the chaos last night.
"Usually nothing happens in Tianlao, but when something happens it is shocking. I have to pay my respects to a lot of people during these days."
Zhou Yi walked into the cell and found it empty with few prisoners left.
I heard that the prison robbers tried to carry away the prisoners, many of whom were high-ranking officials from the former dynasty. The Xuanjia Army ambushing outside killed the thieves and the hostages in just a few charges.
"This job is easy."
Zhou Yi carried the rice bucket and knocked on the fence: "Old Bai, why didn't you take the opportunity to escape yesterday?"
This prisoner surnamed Bai is quite interesting. He is very handsome. When he puts on white clothes and opens his folding fan, he can charm countless female heroes at that stop.
It is not clear what crime he committed, and there is no record in the file. He was directly thrown into the prison by the clan government.
"I am unjustly accused now. Wouldn't it be a real crime to escape?"
Lao Bai drank the rice soup happily and looked at how much was left in the bucket: "I can get it all, and save the effort to carry it back."
Zhou Yi put the rice pail into the cell and pretended to be surprised: "What do you mean by this, do you really want to get out?"
"I was still thinking about it the day before yesterday. I was frightened yesterday, but I still have to endure it for three to five years." Lao Bai recalled what he saw last night, and he still couldn't help but feel frightened.
In the past, people in the world said that Pirate Saint's martial arts was first-rate, but his lightness kung fu was unparalleled, and his speed could surpass that of the innate master. Lao Bai didn't say it on his face, but he must be feeling proud in his heart.
Yesterday, I saw people killing people with flying swords. The top masters were chopping melons and vegetables, so I knew how to sit in a well and watch the sky.
There is no need for the innate master to race with you. The flying sword flies past and the person breaks into two pieces.
"What did you see that makes you so afraid?"
Zhou Yi was quite curious and talked to the remaining jailers along the way, but he didn't say much about the battle that took place in the prison.
None of the guards on duty in the sky jail survived last night!
Top masters have perfect hammers inside and outside their bodies. On the battlefield, they can defeat tens of thousands of enemies who rush into the formation. Even the Xuanjia army can't stop them from attacking, otherwise there would be no need for Li Wu to take action himself.
Lao Bai shook his head repeatedly: "Can't say, can't say!"
"drink wine?"
Zhou Yi took off the jug from his waist and opened it, and the aroma of wine overflowed.
"Pear blossom white, ten years!"
With the tip of his nose twitching, Lao Bai could accurately smell the name and year of the wine. There is no one in the world who doesn't like wine. After being imprisoned for more than two years, a bird has long faded out of his mouth.
The smell of wine made me salivate involuntarily, and my throat couldn't help but twitch.
"You have to let me drink it first!"
Lao Bai knows how dark-hearted the jailor in front of him is, and he has deceived many masters of the prison.
The masters of the martial arts are free and easy outside, and they often take out a piece of gold to pay the bill. It is ill-gotten wealth that is stolen or robbed. They spend it happily but have no savings.
After entering the prison, no one gave me money for meals, so I had to drink swill every day.
When he couldn't stand it any longer, he made some deals with Zhou Yi, such as exchanging two chicken drumsticks for his unique acupuncture method, exchanging a pot of wine for his unique secret medicine formula, and even eating a few sesame seed cakes with Jianghu Secrets.
However, Zhou Yi did not follow the rules, and it was okay to be pleasing to the eye, but the chicken legs that were not pleasing to the eye were sour and the water was mixed with wine.
"I have always followed the rules. All the guys I punished have committed heinous crimes." Zhou Yi handed the wine bottle in and defended himself.
"That's nice to say, what's going on with Jiangnan Hero?"
Lao Bai took a sip of wine and breathed a sigh of relief, then sipped the wine in small sips, fearing that he would drink it all in one gulp without tasting the taste.
"That guy was a chivalrous person on the surface, but privately he was engaged in the business of harvesting and cutting raw materials. Isn't it right that he was so unconscionable that he died with his internal organs cracked and his six internal organs shattered, leaving only a piece of skin alive?"
Zhou Yi took out a pill from his arms, which was red and stained with black texture. He observed it for a moment and then carefully put it back.
"The Miao brothers, this Gu insect is really mysterious, it can actually make the internal organs shatter and still be alive!"
Lao Bai drank a few sips of wine, suppressed the fear in his heart, and said mysteriously: "Do you believe in the art of flying swords?"
"believe!"
Zhou Yi thought to himself, I have also seen an immortal who chopped up the void with one sword.
"..."
Lao Bai originally wanted to be shocked, but Zhou Yi stopped him mid-sentence.
Zhou Yi's eyes were gloomy: "Let me guess, last night General Li used the flying sword technique to easily kill the prisoner?"
"..."
Lao Bai is also a quick-witted person, so he changed the topic: "Do you know who you killed? Master Lingxu of Tianyi Temple, Zen Master Kongming of Jinguang Temple, and Bai Wuchang, the head of the ghosts in the cave!"
"They are all dead people. I am not interested in hearing about their glorious past."
Zhou Yi was in a very happy mood. The spiritual root talent he originally suspected was not blocking the road. The innate master could already perform techniques similar to those used to control weapons.
Lao Bai was so aggrieved that he couldn't speak. He handed back the finished wine bottle and prepared to lie down on the straw mat to rest.
From last night till now, every time I close my eyes, I can see flying swords killing people, and I can’t sleep at all.
Zhou Yi said: "No one believes that he is just a gangster, and don't be so cynical. If you really let that guy go, you won't be able to atone for your sins even if you die ten times."
"How did you know?"
Lao Bai is a top-notch master who occupies a cell to himself, next door is the Jiangnan Hero.
Zhou Yi said: "No matter how secretive you two are, maybe you can hide it from the jailer's inspection, but you can also hide it from the prisoners in this prison? Someone took what you two said and traded me for a chicken drumstick."
"..."
Lao Bai suddenly didn't want to go to jail anymore. Maybe agreeing to the princess's proposal would not be as aggrieved as he was now.
Zhou Yi continued: "I saved your life, right? I heard that you are good at qinggong, can you teach me?"
"I am sleepy!"
Lao Bai turned around, his back facing Zhou Yi.
…
Half a year has passed by in a blink of an eye.
The new prison chief was originally in charge of the Jing Ya Prison, but Pie fell from the sky and took over the Tian Prison.
The unspoken rules in every prison cell in Fengyang Kingdom are similar, but it’s easier to make more money in the sky prison.
Now that the jailers everywhere are familiar with each other, the prison has returned to its former glory.
"Good morning, Lao Zhou!"
Feng Qiao, the jailer on duty at the door, greeted his seniors. Nowadays, few of them have been on duty longer than Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi greeted with a smile: "You were the only one who left early yesterday. Are you afraid of asking you to pay?"
"I have a fierce wife at home, so I have no choice but to do it!"
Feng Qiao repeatedly handed over his hands. He was originally the prison chief in Wannian County, Gyeonggi Province, but he still couldn't adapt after being transferred to Shenjing.
The most expensive brothel in Wannian County only costs one or two taels for a night. Entering the Chunfeng House and touching the girl's hand costs ten taels of silver. Even the one inlaid with gold is not worth it!
Zhou Yi said with a smile: "Since all the captains have gone, it's just a matter of going to jail. Don't lose too much."
Feng Qiao immediately regretted it. He had originally planned to find out more this morning and brag about it to others when he got home, pretending that he had gone to Chunfeng Tower to enjoy it.
"There will be opportunities in the future."
Zhou Yi talked with his colleagues along the way and carried the bucket to deliver the food.
Prison No. 7.
Not long after the prisoner entered the new prison, he was an official of the Ministry of Personnel who had committed the crime of selling his official position.
His hair is gray and his body is thin.
If you enter the prison at such an age, you will be gone in less than a year and a half.
When the prisoner saw Zhou Yi pouring the rice, he stood up with difficulty, coughed violently several times, slowly moved over, picked up the bowl and ate in small mouthfuls.
All his movements resemble those of a dying old man.
Zhou Yi's eyes flashed. He was proficient in the art of disguise and had discovered several flaws.
The expression on his face was too stiff. Even if he deliberately pretended to be dying, his skin could not move at all.
The skin color of the neck is slightly different from that of the hands, especially the black mud stuck to the hands. First, the shape is too deliberate, and second, it has not soaked into the skin at all.
Besides, for such a frail old man, the bowl in his hand is extremely stable...
Zhou Yi left silently, and finally came to Lao Bai's cell and took out a bottle of wine from his arms.
Lao Bai opened the jug and smelled it: "It's pear blossom white again. This wine is too strong and is far less lasting than the spring charm of Zhaodianhong and Jade Dew."
"My friend from long ago loved to drink pear blossom white the most. I'm so used to it that I'm too lazy to change the taste."
Zhou Yi tried hard to recall Wei Chang, but he only remembered that he was an arrogant man with a broad forehead and broad face. The specific details of his appearance were blurred.
"Tsk, tsk, you are so evil, you actually have friends?"
In half a year, Lao Bai and Zhou Yi have become familiar with each other, and they no longer have so many worries about talking.
Zhou Yi doesn't want to think about the past. His life is endless and he will accumulate countless pasts in the future, including the old man in front of him. He may become one of them, so he must learn to dust it off or forget it.
"Yesterday when I practiced Piao Ping Step, there were several turns that were always unsatisfactory..."
Lao Bai pondered for a moment and said: "In the world, Qinggong can be roughly divided into two types: dodge and move in a small area and long-distance running. Piao Ping Bu belongs to the former..."
Describe in detail the key points of practicing Piao Ping Bu and explain the art of Zhouyi, until the wine in the pot is finished.
Before Zhou Yi left, he asked: "Tomorrow will it be changed to Zhaodianhong or Yuluchun?"
Lao Bai said: "Let's just stick to pear blossom white. I'm so used to drinking it that I don't bother to change the taste."
Zhou Yi was startled for a moment, then squatted back: "I'm going to find a pot of century-old pear blossom white. You can do something for me."
Lao Bai nodded and said: "That's good, we didn't drink the century-old wine before!"
Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Don't ask me what's going on. If you kill people, set fire to homes, and rob homes, why don't you do it?"
"Although you have a dark heart, you are a person with a bottom line."
Lao Bai said: "Besides, if you really do something evil, I'll buy the wine for free. What can you do if you don't do it?"
"The prisoners in Prison No. 7 seemed to have changed last night..."
Zhouyi talked about the origins of prisoners and the flaws left behind after disguising themselves.
"Interesting! How can such an interesting thing be without me?"
Lao Bai's eyes lit up when he heard this. He was very bored while sitting in the sky jail: "Don't worry, as long as he makes any move, he will never escape my eyes."
"Be careful, that person is most likely an expert."
Zhou Yi repeatedly told him not to chase him even if he escaped. He was just following him.
"Don't worry! We are veterans, safety comes first, why don't you know?"
…
A few days later.
Zhou Yi came to the prison to deliver meals.
Lao Bai waved his hands and said through his inner energy: "That guy finally made some moves last night."
"What have you done?"
Zhou Yi learned more than a dozen Qing Kung Fu from Lao Bai, and some of them were extremely inherited. He reciprocated the favor and taught Cang Tian King the secret technique of transmitting his voice.
"He went to cell A1, searched for him for half the night and came back."
There was excitement on Lao Bai's face. Who didn't know that a martial arts master was imprisoned in that cell half a year ago.
