"Chenyou, it's a little too much. Zhang Feng's kid is just a wretch, if he doesn't say anything about his relationship with Zhang Jiaoxi, it doesn't matter, but since he said it, I'm afraid Zhang Jiaoxi will make trouble for you!"

Waiting for everyone to leave, Cheng Xi came to Chen You's side and reminded in a low voice.

"Hehe, I know. But he can't find fault with me, right?"

Chen You smiled and said.

"Having said that, he is afraid that he is behind his back, and he wants to give you small shoes to wear! Zhang Jiaoxi is behind He Yuling, and he can't afford to offend. ”

Cheng Xi looked around.

"Well, thank you Brother Cheng for reminding me!"

Chen You nodded, indicating that he understood.

Does anyone know more about the relationship between Zhang Yi and He Zizhang than him?

Zhang Yi has been making trouble with him for so long, it must have been He Zizhang's instructions.

"Be careful yourself!"

Cheng Xi reminded him one last and turned to leave.

After the jailers on the day shift left, Chen You picked up the package again, took out a copy of Journey to the West, and distributed it from cell to cell as if nothing happened.

After this incident, most of the prisoners in this prison looked at him with a hint of fear.

There are quite a few jailers who can defeat Zhang Feng, but it is the first time they have seen someone as ruthless as Chen You!

Chen You didn't care, and after distributing the copy of Journey to the West, he returned to Prison No. 9 to be on duty.

......

I don't know if Zhang Yi got the news to retaliate. In short, at noon the next day, when Chen You was eating in the room, he received a notice from the head of Li Cell, and from that night, he was assigned to be on duty on Death Row No. 1.

Chen You has an indifferent attitude towards this.

After yesterday's Liwei, the thorns in this special prison have been much safer. Even if the strength is above him, he does not want to provoke him easily.

Presumably in the future, even if he leaves, no one will dare to destroy his copy of Journey to the West.

As for the copy that was torn into several pieces, Chen You had just picked it up when he received a message from the Spirit of Journey to the West.

As long as you consume a little telekinesis or reading power, you can restore the dungeon.

Chenyou also tried it in person, as long as there is no missing page and damage, repairing the copy, it only takes a little mental power or reading power.

The jailer of Prison No. 8 has also returned Journey to the West after reading it in the past few days.

Chen You naturally wouldn't let the dungeon sit idle, and sent it to the last special cell by the way.

In this way, fifteen cells, just one day and one night, made his reading power increase by more than 170 points.

In the evening, Tatsuyo went to the death row area, and after showing his token, a jailer took him to cell No. 1.

A middle-aged jailer opened the small window of the thick iron door, glanced out and asked, "Chen You?"

"Yes. ”

Chen You nodded.

"Come in. ”

I don't know if I heard what happened yesterday, but the middle-aged jailer was polite to him.

Entering the iron gate, there is a rancid smell in your nose.

The space in this cell is not small, more than a dozen zhang square, and it is divided into three compartments on the east and west sides, and in each compartment, a death row prisoner is held.

At this moment, another gray-haired elderly jailer was sitting behind a wooden table not far from the iron gate, slowly drinking tea.

"Chen You, after you come, I will be transferred to the day shift from tomorrow, and you and Chen Lao will be on duty at night. ”

The middle-aged jailer explained.

Chen You nodded in agreement, only to see the jailer come to the wooden table again, take down a document hanging on the wall, and then turn around and hand it over: "This is the list of death row prisoners on Death Row No. 1, you can find out first." ”

Chen You took it and looked at it.

List of Death Row Row Row No. 1:

Tang Cheng

The leader of the bandits in Black Wind Mountain, 26 counts, September 13, beheaded.

This first person alone made Chen You slightly surprised.

"This person didn't make a decision, but stayed until now......"

The bandits of Heifeng Mountain have been famous in the entire Wushan County for seven or eight years.

Just over a month ago, Wu Mingchen, the chief of Wushan, personally led a hundred hunters, united with a thousand black armor troops, and made a plan to capture Heifeng Mountain.

It is said that in such a big battle, in the face of more than 400 bandits in Heifeng Mountain, they have not been able to establish a full merit, but they only killed and injured more than 200 people, took the Heifeng Mountain Cottage, and captured Tang Cheng and others, the owner of the village.

After a little thought, Chen You continued to look down.

Mu Qingyi

Black Wind Mountain Military Division, one count, September 13, beheaded.

......

Tan Zhengfei

Killers from foreign areas, resisting arrest, killing and wounding, and a total of 64 Black Armor soldiers, September 13, beheaded.

......

After reading it, Chen You put the document back in its place.

"Cell No. 1 is Tang Cheng, don't provoke him, just deliver two meals a day. No. 2 Tan Zhengfei, this person is a killer, ruthless and ruthless, but he is quite safe in the cell. No. 3 Mr. Mu Qingyi Mu, the dinner is halved every day, but he wants to send an extra urn of water into it, which is his own request. Number Four ......"

The middle-aged jailer saw that Chen You finished reading it, and explained the situation of the death row prisoner as usual.

After confessing, the middle-aged jailer left directly.

Glancing at the remaining old jailer, Chen Lao, he saw that he had closed his eyes and was snoring softly there.

Shaking his head, Tatsuyo approached Cell No. 1.

With a "hula", a blood-stained, unkempt man suddenly jumped up from his cell, his eyes blood-red glaring at him.

Unfortunately, his hands and feet were locked by thick iron chains, and the other end of the iron chain was still fixed to the stone wall behind him, within four huge iron rings.

No matter how hard he struggles, he can't get out of the constraints of the iron ropes.

"Little rabbit cub, what do you see! After Lao Tzu goes out, he will definitely skin you and cramp you, knock you out and suck the marrow!"

The big man's voice was like thunder, and he shouted violently.

Chen You glanced at him lightly, and then walked to the second cell.

Tan Zhengfei, who was in the second cell, also slowly raised his head and looked at him briefly.

Inexplicably, a chill rose in Chen You's heart, and he intuitively felt that this person was very dangerous.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang ......"

Inside the third cell, there was a soft sound of chains scraping.

Tatsuyo retracted his gaze and came to the third cell.

Glancing inside, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

I saw that in the third cell, there was a middle-aged scribe in a green robe, about forty years old.

Completely different from the previous two, this scribe was quite neat from top to bottom, his face and hands were very clean, and his hair was meticulously groomed.

And at this moment this man is not idle, he is holding a brush, and by the light of the oil lamp in the cell, he is writing a book.

Beside him, there were five or six completed booklets, as well as a stack of blank books.

After the physical strength increased significantly, Chen You's eyesight also increased a lot, and after a general glance, he could find that what this person wrote should be an enlightenment textbook similar to the earth's thousand-character text.

After watching for a while, Chen You walked to cells 4, 5, and 6 again.

The prisoners in these three cells behaved normally, and their eyes were numb, just waiting for the time of death to come.

Before I knew it, it was almost midnight.

Tang Cheng, Tan Zhengfei and others had already fallen asleep, but Mu Qingyi, a middle-aged scribe in cell No. 3, was writing books silently.

Chen You couldn't help but come to the front of cell No. 3 again.

I saw that Mu Qingyi had finished the previous one silently, and the second book had been half completed.

After watching for a moment, Chen You couldn't help but whisper: "The day of the execution is less than ten days. Why don't you stop and rest?"

Mu Qingyi, who was writing, glanced up at Chen You, and said with a slight smile: "After all, it is all a death, what is the difference? While there is still a breath of air, leave something more for this world......

Chen You's heart was slightly touched.

Mu Qingyi continued to bow his head and write, and said lightly: "I am dead, these brochures can still be passed on, and the children use him to enlighten and enlighten their minds." Although I did not teach them personally, I still have a small credit...... It's like staying in this world for a few more years......"

Chen You was silent.

After a while, he smiled slightly and said to Mu Qingyi: "Mr. Mu is very different from others......

"There is no difference......

Mu Qingyi didn't look up, and took care of writing.

......

Three days later, Chen You exchanged it for a body refining pill again, increasing his physical strength to about two hundred and seventy catties.

During the three days, he also found that Mu Qingyi's knowledge was extremely profound.

Astronomy and geography, agriculture and commerce, elegant and vulgar, big and small, there are almost no things that this person does not know.

At least, what Mu Qingyi has learned in his belly is a hundred, a thousand times more than he knows about this world.

Chen You was born in the countryside in this life, and he needs to know more about this world.

is because he spends most of his time outside the No. 3 death row outside the No. 3 death row, chatting with Mu Qingyi.

As for the other five death row inmates, their performance was quite normal, except for Tang Cheng's loud abuse from time to time.

On the fourth day of duty on death row, after the daytime shift, Chen You left the prison and came to a secluded place outside the North Ridge.

Exchange it for a Body Refining Pill and take it with your head up.

There is no bottleneck between martial artists and martial disciples, and it is purely dependent on resources and training to improve physical strength.

After more than an hour, the medicinal power was completely absorbed, and Chen You estimated that he should have crossed the threshold of lifting 300 catties with one arm and officially became a martial artist!

Almost at the same time, the "Spirit of Journey to the West" in his mind once again released a large amount of information.

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