"Mr. Wolong?"

"See Mr. Long?"

Seeing that Situ Xing's face showed a look of confusion and doubt, Ning Hanjiang did not sell it, and hurriedly introduced it to Situ Xing.

After Ning Hanjiang's description, Zhuge Jianlong's image slowly plumped up in Situ Xing's mind.

"You mean to say that he is now living in a prison in Zhibei County?"

"No one knows why he ended up in prison, and no one knows why he is reluctant to leave the prison?"

Situ Xing looked at Ning Hanjiang and asked in some surprise.

"That's right!"

"Mr. Zhuge is such a weirdo. ”

"But there is something that cannot be denied. ”

"That is, Mr. Zhuge is a brilliant talent, who knows astronomy, geography, and is proficient in internal and military affairs. ”

Ning Hanjiang nodded heavily and said with a look of adoration.

。。。。

Zhibei County Jail

Because the old cases were cleared and the innocent were pardoned, the prison that was once full has become much empty.

However, because of the dark years, and there are many relationships between people who have died unjustly.

There was still a biting chill in the prison. From time to time, there is the sound of ghosts crying, but fortunately, the jailers here, or the prisoners, have long been accustomed to it, and they are not afraid.

Sometimes they deliberately tease the ghosts who died unjustly to increase the fun.

"Wronged!"

"I'm really wronged!"

"I didn't kill anyone, I really didn't kill anyone, they framed me, adult, you have to be the master of the little one!"

The jailer, who was walking along the winding and dark road with a torch in hand, suddenly heard someone shouting in the corner ahead.

But he didn't stop, but continued as if he hadn't heard at all.

"Your Excellency!"

"Little Lao'er was really wronged... ”

Seeing that the jailer did not react, the man continued to cry as if he did not want to give up.

"Your Excellency!"

"You have to be the master of the little old man!"

Listening to the voice that seemed to be ringing in his ears, the jailer's face couldn't help but rise a little unhappy, and he muttered with some dissatisfaction:

"A man dies like a lamp goes out!"

"People are dead, where do so many grievances come from!"

"Go and reincarnate, don't mess around here. ”

The crying voice just now suddenly stopped, and after a while, it was intermittent.

"Your Excellency!"

"Little Lao'er also wants to be reincarnated!"

However, Xiao Lao'er was falsely accused before his death, and the unconscious official got the benefit, so he arbitrarily judged the case. ”

"Little Lao'er was wronged to death... The resentment in my heart is not gone, how can I be reincarnated!"

The jailer, apparently accustomed to such things, and not afraid, glanced at the darkness with his eyes, where a dark figure of a human figure could faintly be seen.

"Then you will go to the county government to complain!"

"The new county magistrate is a rare clean official, a good official, at the beginning of his tenure, he has rehabilitated many unjust cases, wrongful cases, and the prison has been cleared a lot?"

The ghost was visibly stunned, but then a wry smile rose into his face. His eyes subconsciously looked in the direction of the prison gate.

There was a strange beast that looked like a lion and did not look like a lion and was napping.

There are gods on the earth!

There are gods in the sky!

Naturally, there are prison gods in prison!

This monster, which looks like a lion and a dragon beast, is the god of prison.

Here, without a document of rehabilitation, no pardon order, no one can escape from prison.

Not even ghosts!

They had tried to break free from the prison with the help of the ghost god, but before they could get close to the gate, the monster suddenly woke up and stretched out its sharp claws to suppress all the ghosts trying to break free from the prison.

Oh!

As if sensing the prying eyes of a ghost, the prison god who was sleeping suddenly opened his closed eyes and shot out a dazzling golden light.

Feeling the warning eyes of the prison god, the old ghost's face couldn't help but show a wry smile, and said helplessly:

"Although I am a ghost, I can't do without this cage, let alone go to a pure yang place like Yamen!"

"Then there is no way!"

The jailer's face also showed a hint of helplessness, and he stretched out his hands, indicating that he was also powerless.

At this moment, a quaint voice suddenly came from the cell next to him.

"Tomorrow at noon, a noble person will arrive here!"

"If you want to get away with it, go and kneel down and ask him. ”

"This!"

"This!"

A voice suddenly sounded in the quiet environment, and both the old ghost and the jailer were startled.

They subconsciously turned their heads.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a cyan robe and a wooden hairpin on his head lying on the withered yellow straw, with his back to the two of them.

Obviously, the words just now came from the mouth of this person.

"Tomorrow afternoon!"

"Your Excellency has arrived!"

The jailer pondered quietly for a long time, and his eyes showed a look of confusion, and he said with some disbelief:

"You man!"

"I don't even know about this, how do you know?"

"Hugh is going to talk nonsense here. ”

When the old ghost heard the jailer say this, a trace of confusion rose in his heart. As the jailer said, if a noble person came, their jailer would be informed.

Now the jailer didn't know about it, and it was obvious that the nobleman had come to say that he had just made it up casually.

"Humph!"

"The old man is proficient in the gossip of King Wen, and he is free in his chest. ”

"How can you be compared to a sword and pen officer!"

"That old ghost, if you really have grievances, remember the old man's words, and shout grievances at the prison gate tomorrow afternoon. ”

The middle-aged man who was lying on the dry grass with his back to the two did not turn around, but just stretched out his hand, swayed gently, and said impatiently:

"You guys are going to the side to make noise, don't disturb Dao Ye to sleep!"

"You!"

The jailer was driven away by the middle-aged man, and his face couldn't help but become a little ugly. But he didn't get angry, just snorted fiercely, turned and walked towards the brightly lit place.

The old ghost was just the opposite, his body turned around, turning into a gust of wind flowing in the darkness, and there seemed to be a lot of powerful ghosts in the darkness, and when they saw the old ghost flying by, they also let out bursts of ghost crying, which made people suddenly have a chilling feeling.

Zhuge Jianlong, who was lying on the dead grass, looked at the light that had become blue because of the frolicking of ghosts and gods, and the sound of ghosts crying from behind, not only did not have a look of fear on his face, but there was an indescribable disgust.

It was as if the ghost was crying, noisy to his rest.

I saw him wave his palm slightly, and an invisible barrier appeared outside his cell, blocking out all the sound of ghosts crying outside.

He nodded lightly with satisfaction, his eyes drooped, and the whole person fell asleep again.

The prison god, who crouched on the prison gate like a lion and a dragon, opened his closed eyes slightly, and glanced at the cell where Zhuge Jianlong was with some surprise.

It seems that even he didn't expect that Zhuge Jianlong would have such profound attainments.

In addition to surprise, there was also an indescribable jealousy in his eyes.

Fortunately, Zhuge saw that the dragon had no intention of making trouble at all, and after a while, his snort became stable, and in the end, it was even more dispensable, and he had obviously fallen asleep.

Only then did the prison god lower his eyes with relief, and the dazzling golden light disappeared into invisibility.

。。。

"Little Lizi, why is your face sullen!"

A few soap-clad jailers sat around a table of eight immortals, on which were placed beef, chickens and ducks, and a jar of old flower carvings.

One of the old men, when he saw the jailer who had gone out on patrol come back, his face was obviously unswerving, and he said with some amusement:

"It can't be tricked by some old ghost, right?"

"Hey!"

"It's possible!"

"Those old bastards like to tease and scare newcomers!"

"Come!"

"Let the master see if you are scared to pee your pants!"

A few jailers, who had obviously drunk some wine and had a slightly red complexion, burst into laughter, and their eyes roamed over his crotch, apparently trying to see the new jailer make a fool of himself.

"Haha!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Although Xiao Lizi is young and hasn't been in our business for a long time, it is a family heirloom, and his father was my old partner back then!"

"This kid has been bold since he was a child, how could he be scared by those little ghosts!"

The old jailer put the tea bowl in his hand on the table, and after hammering the jailers a few times with a smile, his eyes shot with a fine light, and then he said with a serious face.

"Little Plum!"

"But that prisoner doesn't know the rules, and you're!"

"Yes!"

When the young jailer saw through his thoughts, he did not hide it, and told his experience one by one.

"Damn it!"

"The prisoner!"

"How dare you be so arrogant?"

"What did he think of this place?"

"Here, even if it's a dragon, you have to coil, even if it's a tiger, you have to squat, you're already in prison, and you dare to be so arrogant, it's really... ”

One by one, the jailers suddenly stood up, their eyes showing annoyance, and they cursed with gloomy faces.

"Fix him!"

"Gotta fix him!"

"Be sure to give way to Abi, who is the master here!"

"That's right!"

"This!"

The young jailer didn't expect everyone's reaction to be so fierce, and his eyes couldn't help but show a difference.

"Sit down!"

"Sit down for Lao Tzu!"

"Little Lizi, the uncle asked you, is that person wearing a cyan robe, with a wooden hairpin on his head, and a prison door on his back. The voice is quaint, people can't hear their age, and they like to think of themselves as old husbands!"

After the old man scolded everyone, he asked cautiously.

"Not bad!"

"Not bad!"

"Uncle, it's him!"

"You know him, too?"

The young man kept nodding and asked curiously.

"Him?"

The cell leader's eyes showed a look of remembrance, and after a while, he said faintly:

"He is a legend in Zhibei County Prison. ”

"No, he's a legend!"

"No one knows what he has done, and no one knows how much he has been sentenced. ”

No one knows how he ended up in prison. ”

When the others heard the cell boss's description, their eyes couldn't help but show shock, and no one even cared when the wine in their hands spilled out.

As the cell boss said, this man is simply too mysterious.

The mysterious one feels a little unbelievable.

However, there is one thing that everyone agrees on, and that is that this person is a real master.

A few words of his casual advice can make people soar.

A little bit of information that he inadvertently reveals can turn people's fortunes upside down.

In prison, whether it is the jailer, the cell boss, or the ordinary prisoners, they all respect him very much.

It is precisely for this reason that after more than ten years of hard work, there have been several cell heads and countless jailers in prison, and his status is high and no one is offended.

"Get ready!"

"Since Mr. said that there will be nobles coming tomorrow at noon, then there will definitely be nobles!"

"You must be careful when you sweep the prison today. ”

"Also, tell those prisoners to be more restrained and don't collide with the nobles!"

"If someone wants to make trouble and make it difficult for us for a while, I will definitely make it difficult for him for the rest of his life. ”

As if thinking of something, the cell boss suddenly stood up and said with a serious face.

"No!"

"No!"

"Don't worry, we will do it!"

The other jailers nodded without hesitation, patting their chests in reassurance.

"This!"

"This!"

"This!"

The young jailer's eyes widened, and he looked at the busy crowd with a blank expression, he really couldn't understand why the cell boss and the others could take it so seriously, it was just a prisoner's nonsense.