Li Fu ignored Ma Shaokang's noise at the moment, but stared at Ye Chuxiao, waiting for Ye Chuxiao's reply.

"Li Fu! You are still young, and you don't know much about dungeon matters, so you can't grasp it if you rush to fight for the position of warden master. Ye Chuxiao persuaded Li Fu.

When Li Fu heard this, his eyes immediately became cloudy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!" Ye Chuxiao, you are also ungrateful, when I become the warden of the prison, I will come to you to settle accounts. ”

With that, he dropped his plate and strode away.

Ma Shaokang heard Ye Chuxiao's direct rejection of Li Fu, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about him, it's just a stupid boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, his father is a sinner, if it weren't for his father-in-law's soft-heartedness, he might not be able to take his father's class!" ”

"Now I still want to jump out and rob the warden and clown."

Ye Chuxiao nodded and didn't say anything.

He just felt a little weird.

The previous Li Fu was so indifferent to his father's death that he didn't have the slightest extra emotion.

Now that the floodgates have been opened, they have become so conceited and obedient, which seems to be abnormal.

And Li Fu's situation, is it an isolated case or is it quite common?

When Ye Chuxiao returned to the class room, the atmosphere between Li Fu and several other jailers in the class room seemed to be freezing.

Seeing Ye Chuxiao come in, Li Fu's face became even colder.

"It's... What's wrong? Ye Chuxiao asked knowingly.

One of the jailers said in a mocking tone: "It's ridiculous that someone has only been in the dungeon for more than a month, and he should expect to become the warden of the prison." ”

"Hah! Although I have little qualifications, I am always better than some mediocre and stupid people, my cultivation is inferior, and I have accumulated no merit for many years, and I secretly want to be the head of the department, isn't it even more ridiculous? When Li Fu heard this, he immediately ridiculed him.

Ye Chuxiao looked at the jailer who was slandering each other with Li Fu in surprise.

Although there is such a thing as being promoted and making a fortune, everyone will secretly think about it.

However, it is still a bit presumptuous to say it directly when there is no basis for it.

"Could it be that it's because I've been suppressed for too long before, and now that I'm liberated, my emotions can't be controlled?"

"The jailers in the dungeon, their cultivation is not profound, and the squeezing emotions are not too strong, but this is still the case, what if those who have cultivated to a high level and have been frozen in indifference for many years?" Ye Chuxiao couldn't help but think.

"It doesn't necessarily mean that there will be a more uncontrolled release, after all, cultivation is the cultivation of the mind, and those who cultivate to the depths should have stronger control over their own mentality."

"Stop fighting! Who will do the position of the chief department, the officials of the criminal department will naturally have a judgment, and it is not our turn to criticize. ”

"Zhao Yong! I'm going out to run some errands in a moment, and I'll bother you to substitute for me this afternoon, and I'll bring you a jar of good wine when I get back." Ye Chuxiao said to another jailer who was in the class room.

The jailer nodded, and added a sentence in passing, asking Ye Chuxiao to buy some broad beans and braised meat for wine.

When Ye Chuxiao walked out of the room, and before the door was closed, Zhao Yong had already said to the other jailers: "Dabi is about to go, and he still has the heart to go out for a stroll, so that's it." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, at the corner of the end of Area B, there is a large cell vacant, who is interested in participating in the game with me?"

Ye Chuxiao, who was outside the door, walked straight to the gate, handed over the seal, and after registering, left the dungeon of the Criminal Department.

"How can you stand out from the crowd just by looking at what you have?"

"There are artifacts in the dungeon of the criminal department, and there are masters secretly maintaining, in fact, there are not many places where the jailers can use force, and the main role of the jailers is to manage and maintain the order of the dungeon, to put it thoroughly, it is no different from miscellaneous servants."

"Therefore, the cultivation of ordinary jailers in the dungeon of the Criminal Department is generally low."

"Now the officials of the Criminal Department feel that the dungeon guards should 'move', in fact, what I have to consider is not what I can get from it, but what I can bring to those officials of the Criminal Department."

"Only when we figure out the real contradiction can we really touch the position of the warden master."

Although the warden is not an official, he is a typical lowly and powerful person.

Directly under the dispatch of the criminal department, this alone is enough to pull this seemingly unofficial position to an extremely impossible to ignore height.

As long as it is properly managed, the dungeon of the Criminal Department will almost be called a place for the warden in the future.

The criminal department is busy with official business, how much time do you have to stare at the dungeon?

I went to the West Market to find a craftsman who was quite skilled, built a few boxes, and did not bring them back to the dungeon of the Criminal Department directly, but put them at home first.

Afterwards, continue to practice the knife every day.

Since the lack of 'indifference' faded, Ye Chuxiao's daily fixed knife practice has also become 'hard'.

When the body is tired, the thoughts of giving up and being lazy are far stronger than before.

It's not all bad, though.

When people are fighting against fatigue, laziness, and giving up, they are also sharpening and improving.

Moreover, the sharpness of the spirit can more effectively help Ye Chuxiao and adjust the details of wielding the knife.

Time flies by in a blink of an eye.

The aura of Dao Yun stored in the golden clock was originally entangled and could not be 'used'.

Now, after a period of disassembly, it has finally been completely transformed into twenty-one complete and individual wisps of Dao rhyme, which are attached to the golden clock, as if adding some lines to it.

Ye Chuxiao tried to touch the rhyme aura in it.

In an instant, the golden clock turned in reverse, and Ye Chuxiao once again turned into a ghost of time and space, diving into the past.

The line of sight is focused, and the snow-capped mountains in the distance, in the sun, are plated with a layer of gold edges.

And close at hand, it is a maple forest.

In the woods, two people are fighting.

"Is it Yan Po and Tang Sutong?"

"Tang Sutong looks younger, while Yan Po is more twilight." Ye Chuxiao looked at the two people in the hand and thought.

Perhaps because of the incarnation of the 'ghost' of time and space, Ye Chuxiao looked at the battle that was far beyond his own level, and his eyes could not keep up with their speed.

In the battle between Yan Po and Tang Sutong, Tang Sutong seemed to be at ease throughout the whole process, while Yan Po had obviously exhausted all his strength.

Even Yan Po's swing of the knife, in Tang Sutong's place, seemed to be useless.

But judging from Ye Chuxiao's knife cultivation, Yan Po's knife technique not only opens and closes, but also hides infinite killing opportunities, which can be said to be extremely wonderful.

Even if he only watched it for a while, Ye Chuxiao already felt that he had gained a lot.

The battle between the two did not shake the energy of heaven and earth, but obviously restrained and compressed the power to the size.

It is enough to see that the two are fighting with restraint.

After dozens of moves, Yan Po took the knife first.

"I lost! Yan Po is convinced, if you have any instructions, please give me instructions! Yan Po said calmly to Tang Sutong.

Tang Sutong said: "I want to do a big thing, I still lack a peerless treasure knife, your knife is very sharp, but it is not enough, do you dare to go to Tianliu Island?" ”

When Yan Po heard this, his eyes changed slightly, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "What are you afraid of?" ”