I don't know how long it took, Xiao Jing finally woke up. The moment he regained consciousness, he was very relieved.

Turns out I'm not dead yet.

The blurred scene in front of me gradually became clearer. In front of him, there was a heavy wooden fence, a mess of thatch on the ground, and a watchful guard walking through the passage outside......

You can't be wrong, this should be a prison cell.

As soon as his sense of smell returned, Xiao Jing smelled a putrid smell. Looking around, I saw that there were people locked up in several nearby cells, most of them motionless and unable to see life or death, only the drowning of feces everywhere could prove that they seemed to be alive.

In contrast, the cell in which he was held was relatively clean, and the person who brought him in had at least a single room.

Xiao Jing moved to the side, wanting to stay away from the smells. Who knows, his hands and feet are bound by something heavy, and he looks at it fixedly...... Oh, why am I in a shackle?

Isn't this something only worn by criminals who have committed murder crimes, not to mention that it's still in prison?

He really couldn't understand the situation, so he sat down quietly.

It seems that it was calculated.

Xiao Jing reluctantly slammed his head against the earthen wall twice.

Ever since he came to Da Rui, he has always had a certain sense of superiority, after all, he is much more civilized than these ancients, and the knowledge and insight he brings from later generations is enough to be used inexhaustibly for a lifetime.

In Xiao Jing's view, the minds of Darui people are no different from those of later generations, but their thoughts are limited to the background of the times after all, and they lack hundreds or thousands of years of inheritance and accumulation. Except for the unreasonable power of the imperial power, he was confident that he could communicate with anyone with ease.

As a result, it was a big heel.

The most ridiculous thing is that he didn't even bring a guard, and if someone accompanied him, he wouldn't have fallen into this field.

Were the ancients simple? It's very simple.

Were the ancients stupid? Not silly at all.

No matter where you are, you can't be too gullible.

Xiao Jing leaned against the wall and thought for a long time. Seeing that the sunlight was gradually turning yellow, the jailer in charge of the patrol finally came over with his nose pinched again.

The opportunity was rare, and he hurriedly said, "This brother is invited." I don't know what Xiao has done, and he wants to be put in prison for no reason? Obviously there are bandits attacking you, why ......"

Before he finished his words, the man said coldly: "The people who come in say that they have been wronged, and it is inevitable to make a noise, but it is really rare for people who don't even know what they are involved in. Maybe Uncle Ben is in a good mood today, so I'll tell you clearly, lest you pretend to be wronged in prison.

You, the remnant of the Hundred Immortal Sect, secretly met with the bandits of the year, and several people plotted against each other together, but fortunately, the county lord got the tip, and the poor people in the county worked together to break your conspiracy. Two of your companions were killed on the spot, and your life was not good, so you were brought back because you had to be left alone. Oh, while you're not dead, let's catch your breath! I'll be sent to the capital another day, and I'll be able to eat the severed head meal soon......"

He sighed and shook his head and left, not even bothering to look at Xiao Jing again.

Hearing his words, Xiao Jing lowered his head thoughtfully.

Hundred Immortals Sect? How could I have anything to do with it!

More than 10 years ago, floods broke out in Qinju, Yuzhou, Jeju and other places not far from Gyeonggi, and the local government was ineffective in providing disaster relief.

There is a sect called the White Immortal Sect that took advantage of the situation to enter the WTO, relying on alms everywhere to gather believers, and became famous for a while.

This sect has a long history and deep roots. At first, they believed in a white spirit fox that was said to have become an immortal and could speak human language, hence the name; With the expansion of the scope of mission, there were more and more so-called spirit beasts, and finally it was renamed the Hundred Immortal Sect.

As the power gradually grew, the rulers of the church became ambitious. They first took advantage of the weak control of the local court to secretly take over most of the power in several states, and then simply killed officials and rebelled under the expansion of ambitions.

In one fell swoop, the "righteous flag" shook the Jingshi. The local garrison was corrupt, and after several bullets, they lost their armor and fled, and the power of the Hundred Immortal Sect grew stronger and stronger.

Under the crisis, the current saint, who had just ascended the throne that year, had to send elite soldiers and strong generals, and after nearly a year of fighting, he recovered several states and quelled the turmoil.

Afterwards, the leader of the Hundred Immortals Sect was Ling Chi, and the Holy Maiden and the Dharma Protector were all abandoned in the city, and they were considered to be dead, and the government and the opposition thought that the world would be peaceful from then on.

However, it is not that simple. The remnants of the Hundred Immortal Sect are still secretly developing in several prefectures and counties and even all over the country, and there have been dozens of large and small turmoil in the past ten years. For this reason, officials in various localities have added an article to the evaluation of their political performance, which shows the depth of their harm.

With the joint efforts of everyone, the Hundred Immortal Sect has finally declined. However, the local government is still a soldier on this matter, and once something strange is discovered, it still attaches great importance to it, and those who are caught and sent to the capital almost can't escape a dead word.

In previous interviews and reports, the newspaper has also dug up individual clues, and the funny thing is that his dignified president was actually designed by someone with this kind of thing that could not be beaten with eight poles!

Xiao Jing's hand couldn't reach out and couldn't reach into the placket of his clothes, so he had to rub his arm on his body a few times and feel it carefully.

Well, someone must have searched their bodies when they were locked in, and now even the gold leaf hidden in the mezzanine of their clothes is gone.

Now that I'm stuck here, I can't even get a word out, what should I do?

At the same time, the capital.

Zhang's father-in-law, who lived in the fighting room, put on a delicate new dress. He was qualified to wear such clothes more than ten years ago, but now he is a little overwhelmed by wearing them. However, he seems to have forgotten all the complicated rules, and just kept arranging his sleeves and not allowing the slightest wrinkle to appear on them.

"It's not easy for our family in this life." With a smile on his face, his eyes looked directly at the branches swaying in the wind outside the window, and he said to himself: "Although he has lived for decades, he has lived longer than many people, but what's the fun?" I have lived so many days in ignorance, and hardly a day has been spent for myself.

Those people are entrusted with heavy responsibilities, our family is still loyal, and we can also be entrusted by others to be loyal, but in the end, everything is a mirror, but it is just an empty thing. That's it, when it comes to the end, our family should also live for ourselves. Who cares about what should be disappointed and what shouldn't be disappointed, ha......"

After whispering for a long time, Father-in-law Zhang suddenly grabbed the teacup on the table and drank the tea that had been cooled.

Less leaning, the teacup fell from his hand, and fell to pieces on the ground.