The jailer's eyes widened, and he crawled to his companion who was drinking.

"Dead, that man is dead!" said the jailer, with horror in his eyes, shaking his companion's arm.

"Who died?" The companions were disturbed by this, stopped the dice that were flapping in their hands, and the wine was half sober, and hurriedly asked.

"The assassin who assassinated the emperor before died in our prison!" said the jailer, his mouth unconsciously scooping, and he couldn't even say what he could say.

"No, when you hit him just now, he was still breathing. The other companion said, taking the jar and walking with the jailer to the prison again.

Crash......

When the knife-wielding jailer saw the "corpse" that fell to the ground, he frowned slightly, and spilled the wine in the wine jar in his hand on the "corpse".

The wine soaked Chu Yueban's body and flowed into his wound that had not yet scabbed.

The people on the ground were still foaming at the mouth and rolling their eyes, and besides, the wine they had spilled this time had no effect.

The jailer in charge sighed, for he had been in charge of prisons for many years, and that man was eighty percent dead.

Then the steward gave the jailer a look, and the jailer understood, stepped forward in a few steps, and opened the cell door.

Click

The cell door was wide open, the smell was strong, and the steward covered his mouth and nose with his clothes, raised his feet and walked in, and squatted down in front of Chu Yueban.

Hurriedly probed Chu Yueban's neck and snort with his hand, and then opened his divine sense to explore with his eyes closed.

The nervous hands of several jailers behind trembled unconsciously, if this one was really dead, it would have nothing to do with him.

And the emperor's words have been released, if the emperor's position is dismantled at a critical moment, I am afraid that they will become death row prisoners like the people in this prison.

After a while, the steward slowly stood up and shook his head gently.

"Dead ......" the steward turned his head and looked at the jailers with pity.

"Help, my lord, this person died in the prison, the emperor will definitely blame me, and please make a move!"

The jailer threw himself on his knees, crawled forward two steps, grabbed the steward's trouser leg, and said with a sad face.

"Okay, okay, we're all grasshoppers on a rope, and it's not just you who blame it, but even me...... It is also highly likely to be implicated. The steward stroked his beard and squinted in thought.

Obviously, the steward hid murderous intent and ruthlessness in the eyes of the "corpses" on the ground.

However, just as he wanted to do something, he seemed to think of some secrets in his mind, so he put down his hand.

"My lord, you are a monk in the Spirit Realm, is it not easy to kill this corpse without knowing it?" A jailer stepped forward, calculating in his eyes.

"Ridiculous!"

The steward stomped his foot and scolded the jailer with a hooded face.

After scolding, the steward breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes were full of jealousy.

He had been a steward in the prison for nearly fifty years, and he had accidentally heard some unknown secrets told by the old man in the prison.

The previous emperor once saved a Jiedan realm, and settled under this heavenly prison, at that time, it took a lot of manpower and material resources to build a healing place for it, in order to guard the heavenly prison.

Let the prison become a forbidden place that can only be entered but not exited!

Although this is just a rumor, he is not willing to use his life to confirm the rumor.

If it was true, I was afraid that he would die under the hands of this Jiedan Realm before he could make a move, and the fact that the assassin died in the heavenly prison would be exposed.

"Think of a way, think of a way......"

The steward grabbed his hair and paced through the prison, while the other jailers were also anxious and thought of a way.

While the group was thinking, a new jailer came out of it, licked his shriveled lips, and walked towards the steward.

"My lord, I have a relative who specializes in sending the dead away, otherwise we will give him this corpse and tell him to go outside the city to deal with it secretly. The little jailer spoke softly, his voice low and fierce.

"Relatives?" After hearing this, the steward was a little moved, "Can you believe it?"

"Of course, my lord, give him more money, he won't ask more, after all, no one will fight against money. The little jailer continued.

The steward thought that if he continued like this, he might be able to delay for a while, and he would have a better chance of escaping from the imperial city.

"You, you, come here, hurry up and wrap him up. ”

The steward was afraid that if it was too late, he would change, so he immediately made a decision, called two jailers to take the shroud, and wrapped Chu Yue on the ground.

"And you, hurry up and call your relative, and let him come as soon as possible!" said the steward, patting the little jailer on the shoulder.

The little jailer nodded, and immediately hurried out.

......

"It's coming!"

In front of the gate of the prison, Xiao Wang saw the little jailer running wildly, and waved his hand to the four people behind him.

The four of them nodded, and with a force of their wrists, lifted the heavy coffin from the four corners of the coffin.

"Huh, brother, it's done, I'm waiting for you to pick it up. The little jailer walked over with a smile.

"Well, that's a good job, your pay. As soon as the black-robed man shook his hand, a bag of gold coins was thrown to the little jailer.

The little jailer took the gold coin, smiled, weighed it a few times, and put it on his waist.

"It's still my brother, come with me, the back door of the prison, my family is waiting. The little jailer said.

"Say more...... I'm a little puzzled, what do you want that corpse for, it's already dead. The little jailer held his forehead and wondered.

"Huh?" He suddenly paused, and his cold eyes turned to stare at the little jailer.

"Don't ask, don't ask. The little jailer was frightened by this look and quickly shook his head.

Yu was silent, still walking towards the little jailer, and the black robe was also swept by the cold wind.

The little jailer pulled down his face and fell to the ground, his face was full of color, he actually saw this black robe just now, there was no body!

"Curiosity kills the cat, it seems that I have been with Chu Jiuyu for too long, I forgot, I am a demon. "The head is crooked, and the evil purple eyes are especially terrifying in the dark night.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me, I didn't see anything, I didn't ask anything!" the little jailer slumped on the ground and began to stutter.

"And this, the money is all for you, I don't want it, I don't want it!" the little jailer took out the gold coins that were not yet warm from his waist and scattered them on the ground.

Unmoved, he stepped up to him and grabbed the little jailer's shoulder, the purple light of the mask shining in his eyes.

"I won't kill you, of course, I won't leave hidden dangers......" Lu Bing said coldly, the black shadow under the black robe was very strange under the moonlight.

In a moment, the little jailer got up from the ground, his dull eyes were expressionless, he looked at the black robe in front of him, bowed his head and said respectfully: "See the master!"

"Lead the way. He said, and with the little jailer, he walked to the front with his feet raised.

In the back, a coffin walked into the path, winding all the way.

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