I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Zhou Yi was absent from work until news of his death came out, and no one felt embarrassed when he returned to work.

A little display of the method of breaking the knife with two fingers attracted the applause of the jailers.

Liu Siyu praised: "Lao Zhou is a nostalgic person, and Xiao Yu doesn't need to be escorted, just deliver meals with Lao Zhou."

Xiao Yu's name is Yu Jie, he is seventeen or eighteen years old, and he has not been contaminated by the dark atmosphere of the Heavenly Prison for several months. Just like when Zhou Yi first came to the prison, he stood obediently behind all the jailers and said little.

Zhou Yi smiled: "I've been in the prison for a long time, and I'm used to the smell here."

"In the evening, the Spring Breeze Building will cleanse old Zhou from the wind and dust."

Captain Zhu held Zhou Yi's shoulders and said in a low voice: "The prison is not peaceful these days, and people always see ghosts at night. You are a master now, Lao Zhou, so keep an eye on it!"

"I can save it."

Zhouyi was cautious before, but now he is promoted to the innate master, he can relax a little bit.

One day on duty without incident.

Night fell.

The prison guards changed their clothes, and the two of them went straight to Chunfeng Tower.

Zhou Yi asked: "Old Feng, I heard you said that there is a fierce wife in your family, but now you are chic?"

"Old Zhou still doesn't know?"

Zhu Xiaowei winked and said: "This guy bought a pair of twins at the tooth shop and secretly raised them in Shenjing. I don't know who told them about it. The wife in the county town made a big fuss..."

"Originally, I was looking at the woman, who had some money at home, so I tolerated it."

Feng Qiao said in embarrassment: "Now that money is nothing, I found a reason to divorce him!"

The money in Tianlao is more than ten times or a hundred times higher than that in Wannian County Prison. Looking for an opportunity to escort an exiled prisoner, the money earned is more than that in the county prison for several years.

Zhou Yi didn't persuade his wretched wife not to give up, and he made resentment with his shallow words, but he saw his colleagues smiling on the surface, but in fact they had contempt in their eyes, so he knew that Feng Qiao would not have a good time in the future.

Who would dare to work with a wife who would divorce after making a fortune?

"How about the twins?"

"Young and moist!"

Feng Qiao is not blind, so he can see the contempt of his colleagues, but so what, as long as he doesn't care about face and future, it really won't affect anything.

After not coming for half a year, Chunfenglou changed the oiran again.

Seeing Zhou Yi, the old bustard smiled happily: "Master Zhou, you haven't come for a while."

The 21-year-old guest, although Zhouyi does not compete for the top prize, and does not give rewards at will, the money spent on Chunfenglou over the years is enough to buy a house in Shenjing.

These loyal customers are the foundation of Chunfenglou's perennial standing!

Zhou Yi laughed and said, "Where can I sing today?"

"Of course it's Master Zhou's favorite!"

The old bustard called the waiter to give some instructions, took off the stage and sang half of the song, and replaced it with Drunken Spring Breeze.

The new oiran is a broad-minded woman, her red lips are slightly parted, and she softly sings the drunken spring breeze: "... Push me lightly, it hurts... Arms are wrapped around each other, move..."

Box on the second floor.

Zhou Yi and Zhu Xiaowei took the lead, and the other colleagues sat on the left and right.

The waiter served the dishes without ordering, all of which Zhou Yi often ordered, and the wine was fifty-year-old Lihuabai.

"Master Zhou, eat and drink whatever you want today, no need to pay the bill,"

The old bustard said a few more witty words, which caused the guards to laugh continuously, and then Shi Shiran left.

Zhu Xiaowei said: "When you come to Chunfeng Building, you have to call Lao Zhou. We come by ourselves, and we always sit in the lobby every time. We have never enjoyed such careful and thoughtful care!"

"Master Zhu spends ten thousand taels of silver here, and he can enjoy this treatment."

According to a rough calculation in the Book of Changes, the annual cost would be a few hundred taels, if not more than 10,000 taels in twenty years.

"..."

Zhu Xiaowei murmured: "Lao Zhou, how about you learn from Lao Feng and buy a few to raise at home, and you will never spend so much money in your life!"

The colleagues also looked at each other in blank dismay. No matter how lucrative the sky prison is, it can't make money like this.

The Spring Breeze Tower is 10,000 taels, and the martial arts training is only a little more. The body training soup often costs hundreds of years of medicinal materials, there are priceless treasures in the market, and other expenses are added, it is simply difficult to calculate.

What's more, Zhou Yi only delivered meals, and he never went to escort the prisoners. Where did he get so much money?

"There are a lot of friends in Jianghu, and there are always people who come to give money to the door, the kind that can't be done if you don't take it."

Zhou Yi didn't make much money in the sky prison. In recent years, many prisoners saw him carrying wine and meat in, and they were frightened and promised gold, silver and treasures to beg for mercy, but they never went to take them.

The money distributed in the prison is only the extra meal money of the prisoners, and the part of colleagues and superiors is removed, which is far from enough to spend in Chunfenglou.

"I see!"

All the jailers suddenly remembered that the old Zhou Yi was a martial artist.

A top-notch expert in the Dirty Refining Realm can directly raise a small flag in Jinyiwei, and make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, such as Feihong Swordsman in Yuzhou, and Mobei Shuangxiong Megatron in the Northwest.

Zhu Xiaowei said: "In the future, the prisoner's extra meal money will all belong to Lao Zhou, and you can discuss how much the rest is for you."

"Thank you, Master Zhu."

Zhou Yi didn't explain that most of his income was actually from thieves who broke into houses.

At first, they were just small thieves who cut the path, but later they got the nickname of blood prison old devil. Some people avenged their relatives and friends, and there were also young heroes who subdued the devil, and they left a lot of finger-twisting jade pendants on their bodies.

Zhou Yi didn't bother to judge the good from the bad. Once he entered the rivers and lakes, he was ready to die.

The soil in the yard was three feet high, and Zhou Yi would not be surprised if a zombie came out one day.

"In the past six months, what happened to Shenjing?"

"Hey, old Zhou, you missed the big show!"

Zhu Xiaowei smiled and said: "A few days ago, when the general returned to the imperial court, tens of thousands of people gathered in the alleys of Shenjing. His Majesty beheaded the prince's head in front of the envoys of Dayong and dedicated it to the Taimiao."

"Then why are you negotiating again?"

After Zhou Yi left the customs, he heard a few words, which seemed to be negotiating peace with Dayong and returning the five cities.

"The army is fierce and the battle is dangerous. No one can guarantee to win all the time. It is better to accept it when it is good."

Zhu Xiaowei changed his voice: "Anyway, the elders in the court, for this reason, the Ministry of War issued nine military orders to recall General Li from northern Xinjiang!"

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly: "Master Zhu, do you think General Li can continue to win?"

Colonel Zhu affirmed: "Of course! General Li is a famous general who emerges once in a thousand years. Since the suppression of Long Ni, he has never lost a single defeat."

Zhou Yi looked at his colleagues and asked, "You think so too?"

"Is there something wrong?"

"General Li knows people well and is good at assignments. He has promoted several unsuccessful generals, and now they are all powerful generals."

"General Li is still the innate master, and it is possible to take someone's head from the ten thousand army formation, even if Dayong is destroyed!"

Colleagues responded one after another, and they all thought that Captain Zhu was right.

"Then let me ask you..."

Zhou Yi said quietly: "How old is Your Majesty now?"

Zhu Xiaowei silently calculated in his heart that the first emperor was twelve years old when he ascended the throne, the Chongming Dynasty lasted forty-six years, and he ascended the throne for another twelve years, so he is seventy-two years old this year.

Although the emperor enjoyed all the splendor and wealth, it was not easy to live to the age of seventy, except for Emperor Chongming who was so pure-hearted and ascetic and ignored government affairs.

Emperor Hongchang is old!

Although the jailers are the lowest level of officials, they can't even be judged on their grades, but guarding criminals on weekdays, they must have heard about the struggles of the court, so they understand the dangers involved.

Zhou Yi asked: "General Li regained the lost land, defeated the enemy's country, and expanded the territory. What rewards can be given for such a feat?"

Immediately, a colleague replied: "Give Jiuxi, a fake yellow axe, if you enter the court, you will not go, and you will not be famous, and you will be named the Duke of the Town!"

"Cough cough cough!"

Captain Zhu coughed twice, interrupted the topic abruptly, and shouted to the guy on the side.

"Call the girls over here, come to Chunfeng Building, how can you drink?"

The topic suddenly came to this point, and the originally lively and gratifying Spring Breeze Tower suddenly lost its meaning.

After drinking a few more rounds of wine, they dispersed and went home.

...

Prison No. 9.

Zhou Yi sat cross-legged inside, using the Heaven Swallowing Demon Kungfu internally, and practicing nameless formulas externally.

The aura in the sky prison is gloomy and cold, gathering in the meridians for refining, it becomes more and more icy and cold, which is incompatible with the warm and moist essence in the dantian.

"Practice also needs to relax one piece at a time. Let's take a break for the next few days and find out the little thief in the prison first."

Zhou Yi was lying on the bed with his ears pressed against the brick bed, and his innate zhenqi circulated along his meridians.

Instantly.

Snoring, grunting, scolding, footsteps, drinking, jailers drinking and guessing, snakes and rats crawling around, noisy and chirping, all kinds of sounds are mixed together, it seems that countless ants are crawling around the ears.

The art of earth listening!

An unknown tomb robber replaced this method with a roast chicken before he died.

Tomb robbers tap the ground, and then use the technique of listening to the ground, to determine whether there is a space several feet deep underground, and then use other methods to speculate that it is a tomb or a cave.

Zhou Yi used his innate realm, and the entire dungeon was in the monitoring range.

By distinguishing and distinguishing, useless sounds are blocked.

No matter how good the lightness kung fu is in the world, there will be wind noises and vibrations between flickering and moving. If you are not proficient in lightness kung fu, it is difficult to distinguish it from the noisy and chaotic voices.

Zhou Yi learned various styles of light kung fu from many prisoners.

There are famous thief saints all over the rivers and lakes, and there are thieves who slipped through the walls, and they can be said to learn from everyone's strengths.

As long as someone performs lightness kung fu in the prison, they will not be able to escape the ground listening technique.

The first half of the night was safe and sound.

dawn.

The guards on duty were so tired that they either fell asleep on the table or found a corner to rest.

Amidst the whistling of the night wind, a shadow entered the dungeon.

The guard on duty at the door looked up in a daze, but didn't see anyone, and continued to lean against the wall in sleepiness.

The oil lamp in the aisle of the cell flickered on and off, and the shadow was reflected on the wall, shaking with the light, like a struggling ghost.

The shadow is like entering a no-man's land, reaching the depths of the dungeon.

Prison A and No. 2.

It was empty and there were no prisoners staying in it. Shadow used the key to open the iron lock, and went in familiarly.

The shadow looks around, sees no gap.

Click!

The iron door automatically closed without wind, closing the shadow in the cell.

"who?"

A crisp exclamation came from the shadows, and subconsciously opened the prison door, only to see a solid sword qi piercing towards him.

brush!

The sword qi slashed at the prison door, and the fence made of fine steel broke in response.

"Senior, forgive me!"

The shadow backed up again and again in fright, and the gray-black mist covering the whole body quickly dissipated, revealing the appearance of the person inside.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

A series of signature monster laughs and old and deep voices rang directly in Yu Jie's ears.

"Boy, what are you doing in the prison?"

The sound was vague and invisible, and the direction of the source could not be discerned.

Yu Jie's brow was sweating, and he kept bowing and saluting to the surroundings, thinking that he had encountered an old monster that never came out of this world.

"The grandson of Yu Shitou, the younger generation, came to Heaven Prison to inherit the inheritance from his ancestors, without any intention of offense!"