Liu Qinghe was in the pear courtyard in the Heavenly Prison, sitting under a forest of green fruits, drinking wine while looking through the case files of those heavenly prisons in various places.

Someone hurriedly walked into the courtyard with some things, whispering something beside Liu Qinghe.

The Heavenly Prison Master laughed softly and put down the case file in his hand, looked at the Heavenly Prison Keeper and said, "What are you doing so little, your vocal cords have fallen into the East China Sea?" ”

The man was silent, then returned to his normal voice and said slowly, "The cliff rock of the Grinding Sword Cliff has been retrieved. ”

Liu Qinghe calmly stretched out his hand, and the man handed him the package the size of a human head in his arms, Liu Qinghe held the cliff stone in his hand and checked it, and said very embarrassedly: "You actually dug such a big piece back?" ”

The heavenly jailer was puzzled and said, "This shouldn't be a big deal, prison master. ”

After all, for a 3,600-zhang high cliff, the cliff the size of a human head is indeed pitifully small.

Liu Qinghe just shook his head and smiled, and said, "For so many years, who dares to dig the stones of the Sword Cliff?" ”

Since the eight hundred Daomen went to the Sword Cliff that year, but they were killed by the white clothes and there was not much left, which led to the decline of the Daomen as a whole, probably no one dared to dig the cliffs of the Sword Cliff.

This Heavenly Prison Officer, who was only about thirty years old, probably really didn't understand the status of that high cliff in the history of the Great Dao for two thousand years.

However, it is true that everything is in place.

Liu Qinghe didn't say anything more, opened the package and looked at it, then sealed it again, thought about it, and added some demonic power attached to it.

"Send it to the Tiangong Division, and then remember to go to the hanging pot of the Tiangong Division to check your body."

"Yes."

The heavenly jailer nodded, then carefully picked up the stone and hurried out of the courtyard.

Liu Qinghe sat in the courtyard and silently watched the figure of the heavenly jailer leaving.

Whether the cliff stone of the Grinding Sword Cliff will have any impact on the world, Liu Qinghe is not clear, after all, there is a specialization in the art industry, and he naturally does not know about the things of the Tiangong Division.

It's just that there are some things that naturally won't be untargeted.

Some time ago, Song Yingxin also discussed this matter with Liu Qinghe.

Tiangong Division gave a name to the speculation of this phenomenon, called Lingyi.

Probably inspired by the kind of fluorite that glows at night, there is a spirit in the stone, overflowing, this situation may bring some benefits to the world, or it may make the world suffer from many diseases.

Good and bad go hand in hand.

It's just that the cliff rocks of the Grinding Sword Cliff obviously don't shine.

Song Yingxin also has his own explanation, not only can glow, will produce the phenomenon of spiritual overflow, during this period, he quoted the Dao Sheng's theory of the lack of a particle dispersion, to Liu Qinghe heard a headache, so with a wave of his hand, let Song Yingxin fork out.

Liu Qinghe looked at it for a long time, retracted his gaze, and continued to pick up the case files on the table and looked at them seriously.

Even though Heavenly Hell has a quota of wrongful killings approved by His Majesty, it is not capable of acting recklessly after all.

Every case file related to it will eventually be sent to Huaidu Heavenly Prison after being screened and sorted out by the Heavenly Prisons in various places.

Liu Qinghe didn't look for long, and the sound of footsteps came from the gate of the courtyard again.

The Lord of Heaven and Hell said without raising his head, "Is there any more problem?" ”

The person at the door seemed to be silent for a moment, and then said softly, "There is indeed a problem. ”

The voice is very young, not immature, but also a little green, and it is clear that this is the voice of a teenager.

Liu Qinghe raised his eyebrows, raised his head, and saw the young man who should have been in the Tiangong Division standing at the gate of the courtyard with an umbrella.

The two said that they were not familiar, and they were familiar when they said they were not familiar.

Liu Qinghe naturally knew many things about the young man, but the young man knew very little about this Heavenly Hell Lord.

I only know that this tall river demon, whether in the world or in Huaidu, has a very high status, not inferior to those masters of the three views.

Liu Qinghe looked at the young man for a while, then smiled slightly, lowered his head, closed the case file in his hand, and put the already cold wine jug back on the stove on the side.

"It's a misfortune that you came this time, there is neither peach blossom wine nor pear blossom wine today."

The boy looked up at the small fruits on the branches above his head, and said softly, "What about the pear fruit wine?" ”

Liu Qinghe thought for a while and said, "If you want to eat it, then pick it yourself." ”

Although the sixteen-year-old boy grew up quickly, Liu Qinghe had only seen him for a few days, and they all felt that he was a little taller than before, but he was probably still not tall enough.

So Nandao really stood on tiptoe, picking a few pears that had not yet bloomed.

"The Prison Master doesn't like to drink pear wine?"

Liu Qinghe said calmly: "It's just that you don't deceive the young in the world. ”

Of course, the human world is a grand concept, and no matter how small the human world is, there are hundreds of millions of living beings.

This made the boy's movements stagnate.

But soon the boy continued to pick it up again, and said softly: "But if the boy doesn't pick a few unripe fruits because he willfully, what is he called a boy?" ”

Liu Qinghe smiled and said, "Yes, so you are free." ”

The young man held the handful of small pear fruits and walked towards the small table under the tree of Liu Qinghe, but the lord of the heavenly hell politely helped the young man uncover the lid of the wine jug and let him throw all the fruits in his hand into it.

"I didn't think you'd come to Hell."

Liu Qinghe was indeed a little surprised.

After all, the identity of the twelfth floor of the teenager really won't make him have any good feelings about such a place.

Nan Dao sat down across from the table, was silent for a moment, and then said sincerely, "Because I have something I want to ask the prison master to help me see." ”

Liu Qinghe smiled slightly and said, "What about the Donghai people named You Chunshan? ”

Nandao whispered, "Yes." How does the Lord know? ”

Liu Qinghe laughed softly, drinking the wine he had poured into the cup earlier.

"After all, when you had to cross that suspension road and go to the cliff to have a look, I was also in the Tiangong Division."

Nandao looked at this Heavenly Hell Lord with some surprise.

Song Yingxin asked people to invite Liu Qinghe, which was after the boy left, and Nandao naturally didn't know that Liu Qinghe was also there at that time.

Liu Qinghe didn't care about Nandao's surprised look, just drank warm wine lightly, and said, "You are interested in him, it seems that his uncles are indeed not in vain." ”

Nandao was silent for a while, and said, "I guess when I saw it in the East China Sea, my heart was full of what I used to be. ”

Such a sentence is actually very strange to say.

If the young man is a bad old man in his seventies and eighties, it is probably very reasonable to see that young man from the East China Sea and say such things.

It's just a fifteen-year-old boy, and it's a little weird to say such old-fashioned words.

It's just that Liu Qinghe didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but just laughed softly and said, "So you want to give him an umbrella." ”

The boy nodded.

Liu Qinghe turned his head to look at the wine that was boiling over there, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, he should have survived those craniotomy and bone washing operations of Baizhu, is there any problem?" ”

So the story returns to the question when the boy stepped into the courtyard.

The young man was silent for a while, and told Liu Qinghe about the incident that You Chunshan encountered in Qingtian Dao.

Liu Qinghe was not surprised, after all, he did know about this matter.

"Li Shi has indeed appeared a few times in Huaidu."

Liu Qinghe said very flatly.

This news undoubtedly came as a great surprise to the teenager.

Nandao looked at Liu Qinghe in amazement.

"What is he here for?"

Liu Qinghe said calmly: "What do you think? ”

It was only then that Nandao finally realized that what he said earlier that Li Shi did not dare to be presumptuous in Huaidu was indeed too arbitrary.

Liu Qinghe said calmly: "But a few days ago, when he appeared for the last time, he received a sword from me, and he will not come to Huaidu for a long time." You can rest assured. ”

Liu Qinghe was idle, even if the water in the bottle was so fierce at the beginning, he didn't make a move, but he naturally knew the severity of some things.

The matter of the Siwu Demon Mansion is an internal matter of Huaidu, and the matter of Li Shi in the mountains and rivers is obviously not.

So this prison master shot twice in these days, both times because of Li Shi, once because of Li Shi's sword - that time Li Shi probably did come to explore the bottom of the Liu Qing River, and the second time was the time when You Chunshan dreamed of entering the gate of heaven.

Liu Qinghe's bitter admonition, Li Shi didn't listen, so naturally he had no choice but to make a move.

If you can be a good person, who wants to be a bad person?

Liu Qinghe thought very embarrassedly.

Nandao didn't know what Liu Qinghe was thinking, and what Liu Qinghe said did make him feel at ease.

"It's just that the word that Li Shi left in You Chunshan's body?"

Liu Qinghe said calmly: "Probably that is the sword of the Daoist." ”

The world's famous sword, after the sword intent refining of the big sword, there will naturally be some sword intent left on it, so it will sound when it meets the lord and the enemy.

When Nandao heard Liu Qinghe's words, he understood the role of that word.

It was the Dao Sword of Dao Cultivation.

Just like the young man behind him now, he still carries the scabbard that can pull out the two swords of the Tao and the Dao.

Daoists will naturally use Dao swords, but they don't cultivate sword intent, but use Dao rhyme to make swords, just like the sword that Qing Xiang and Zhang Xiaoyu drove with the words of the Great Dao outside Nanyi City.

"So as long as You Chunshan holds the sword and generates a sword intent seed in the Divine Sea, that Dao Wen will turn into a Dao Sword and go straight into the Divine Sea?"

Nandao said thoughtfully.

Liu Qinghe said calmly: "Yes. ”

"Can the sword be taken out?"

Liu Qinghe smiled softly and said, "That's attached to his heart, how do you take it out?" Dig out the heart and lungs, liver and gallbladder to take care of? ”

“......”

If Liu Qinghe didn't have the title of a Heavenly Hell Lord, this could probably indeed be regarded as an interesting person.

Nandao was silent for a while, but continued to ask, "Can the prison master get rid of it?" ”

Liu Qinghe raised his wine glass, took a sip, and said calmly: "Naturally, it's just that Li Shi's sermon needs my sword intent to cut it off, and he can't bear my sword intent." ”

The boy sat there silently with an umbrella.

Liu Qinghe kindly reminded him.

"Your pear wine is cooked."

The boy came to his senses, took the flask from the stove, poured himself a glass, and sat there drinking in silence.

Liu Qinghe didn't know what he remembered, looked at the young man and continued: "Speaking of which, such a thing, in fact, you shouldn't come to me, the world is not a high realm, and the sword intent is strong, so you can solve all problems." ”

Nandao looked at Liu Qinghe with some surprise, and said with some hesitation: "What do you mean?" ”

Liu Qinghe smiled slightly and said, "The affairs of the Tiangong Division, of course, are handed over to the Tiangong Division to solve. ”

"Can Tiangong Si solve it?"

Nandao looked at Liu Qinghe in shock.

The Lord of Heavenly Hell stood up with the glass of wine left, looked up at the high-rise buildings outside the Heavenly Prison, and said calmly, "You underestimate the Heavenly Engineering Division too much. The Gale Dynasty has been fully supporting the Si Ya for thousands of years, how can it be so simple? So far, what the world can see is still only the tip of the iceberg of the Tiangong Division. ”

Nandao sat there silently, not even knowing when he had drunk all the wine in his glass.

It took a long time before Nandao asked softly, "How will the Tiangong Division solve it?" ”

Liu Qinghe shrugged his shoulders, drank the wine in the glass, and looked very innocent with his eyes open.

"That's the matter of the Heavenly Works, how do I know?"

Nandao was silent for a long time before he said softly: "It turns out that the adults are just guessing. ”

Liu Qinghe smiled and said, "There is no groundless speculation in the world. ”

The Lord of Heaven said and looked at the jug of wine on the table.

"If you don't drink your pear wine, if you don't drink it, I'll pour it out and cook it again."

Nandao shook his head.

It is not for nothing that Liu Qinghe does not like to drink this unripe pear wine.

After cooking, it is sour and astringent, and if you can drink it, it will be hell.

Even people who love to drink bitter wine may not be able to drink this kind of wine.

Therefore, it is not necessary to deceive the youth of the world, but there is no need to deceive the youth of the world.

......

When Nandao returned to the Tiangong Division, the two people were still crowded in the alley looking at this vast underground division.

In fact, although the alley of the Tiangong Division is cramped, it will not be crowded by two people.

It's just that when they reserved the road, they only considered that the two officials who came opposite each other passed away with the papers, and they didn't consider that someone had a broken leg and could only sit in a wheelchair.

Although Yu Chaoyun was a Taoist cultivator out of the customs realm, his sense of hearing this time was not as sharp as You Chunshan's, until the young man in a wheelchair looked back at the young man who came with an umbrella, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi is back." ”

Yu Chaoyun turned around in hindsight, looked at Nan Dao and asked very earnestly, "Has Uncle Shi seen the prison master?" Why didn't he come? ”

Nandao held an umbrella through the water vapor and walked through the alley, just seeing that the two of them had already stood at the end of the alley, they didn't continue to walk over, they stood not far behind You Chunshan, nodded, and said: "See, the prison master said these things, it doesn't make sense to ask him, let's go to Master Song." ”

Yu Chaoyun asked with some puzzlement: "This should belong to the cultivation world, why do you want to find Master Song?" ”

In the eyes of this Qingtian Dao girl, those things about Li Shi in the mountains and rivers are naturally problems that can only be solved by cultivators. Naturally, I couldn't understand Liu Qinghe's answer.

Nandao was silent for a moment and said, "I don't know either. ”

You Chunshan looked strange and said, "Why don't you know? ”

"Because the Keeper of the Willow Prison doesn't know either."

“......”

The three of them were relatively silent in the alley.

Liu Qinghe's answer is easy to make people very helpless.

It took a long time before Nan Dao said softly, "Let's go to Master Song first." ”

Yu Chaoyun nodded, put the sword box behind his back, and then walked behind You Chunshan's wheelchair, and pushed the young man to the small courtyard of the Tiangong Siya where the two of them had been.

You Chunshan actually didn't want to trouble such a busy master anymore.

After all, in his opinion, it is nothing more than not being able to hold a sword.

It's just that Yu Chaoyun's expression is very solemn - especially after Nandao on the road told the two of them some of Liu Qinghe's answers.

"Today he just doesn't want you to hold a sword, you think it's okay to just not hold a sword, what if he thinks you can't live next day? Then you don't live? ”

You Chunshan was silent.

This does make perfect sense.

Keeping a sermon on the heart is probably equivalent to putting one's life and death in the hands of others.

The three of them walked all the way through the winding alleys and came to Song Yingxin's small courtyard.

As the master of the Tiangong Division, Song Yingxin is indeed very busy, and Liu Qinghe is probably two extremes.

Although the courtyard gate was wide open, the three of them still waited in the alley outside the courtyard.

After all, there were many officials walking around with heavy documents, which did mean something endless.

The matter of Kanhai Ya, as well as the matter of Yunzhongjun and Xuezhongjun, including the next army mobilization of the Huaidu Military Department, probably has some connection with the Tiangong Division - Nandao saw the figure of the right attendant of the military department who pointed to the water in the bottle and scolded the mother on the hanging street in Huaidu that night, of course, now this man is already the secretary of the military department.

When the latter passed through the alley, he gave Nandao a very strange look.

But the boy didn't care.

After all, those things in the Siwu Demon Mansion, in the final analysis, are actually between themselves and the water in the bottle. As the new secretary of the military department, he probably knows a lot of things.

The three of them had been waiting there for a long time, probably because someone saw the three people waiting there, and went in to mention it to Song Yingxin, so a servant came out of the courtyard and looked at the three of them apologetically.

"I'm sorry, real people, the master is really busy these days, he asked me to tell a few people, if there is really something, you can go to the hanging pot to find Lord Baizhu first."

Yu Chaoyun didn't have any opinions with Nandao, but just thanked the official.

On the contrary, You Chunshan on the side didn't know what he remembered, and his expression became strange.

After asking about the Hanging Pot Ya, Yu Chaoyun, who was south of the platform of the Tiangong Division, was about to push You Chunshan towards that side, and when he turned around, he saw You Chunshan's extremely strange look.

"Something wrong with Lord Baizhu?"

Yu Chaoyun probably really couldn't understand why You Chunshan's look came from.

You Chunshan sighed and said, "There is a problem, there is a big problem. He seems to be particularly fond of playing with axes. Either to gouge my head or to cut off my legs. ”

Nandao on the side turned his head and raised his eyebrows to look at You Chunshan.

"What are you doing with your legs?"

"He said he was going to give me a leg change."

"Then why don't you change it?"

You Chunshan wanted to speak and stopped, hesitated for a long time, and then sighed and said, "It's hard to say a word, uncle." ”