Name: Feng Jiang

Luck: None

Exercises: Jailer's Health Preservation (Beginner)

Skill: Jailer's Long Fist (Starter)

Realm: Nine Grades (Refining Skin)

Divine powers: Immortality

"We've finally reached the entry level."

Jiang Feng nodded secretly.

The so-called jailer's health skills, and the jailer's long fist, are the standard configuration of Zhenbei Prison and low-level jailers.

The prison is damp and dark.

Ordinary people stay in this kind of place for a long time, and it is easy to make trouble.

And as the lowest-level jailer in Zhenbei Prison, aren't they all ordinary people!

As a result, the imperial court issued the jailer health skills, and the jailer Changquan to the low-level jailers to practice, so that they could work for the court for a long time in a harsh environment.

These two methods, very few people can cultivate the way out.

With this, there are even fewer people who become martial artists and stand out from the low-level jailers.

And today, Jiang Feng only relied on the luck he gained by refusing to do something for the old man in cell 30, and he made himself a martial artist, and the jailer's health skills and jailer's long fist have reached the entry level.

If the other low-ranking jailers knew, they wouldn't be to death.

Jiang Feng's heart is also more determined, he must stay in the prison cell until he has enough luck to protect himself, and then he can go out.

After all, he is only immortal.

Rather than immortality.

If you encounter a ruthless person and are hacked to death with a knife, you will really be blind.

Day after day.

Jiang Feng distributed food to the prisoners in the cells under his jurisdiction every day as usual.

So ten days passed.

He pushed the wooden cart and came to cell 30 again.

The old man inside used stones to write and draw on the ground as usual, Jiang Feng was expressionless, and sent a big bowl of porridge to the old man, adding a few spoonfuls of pickles.

The old man didn't reach out to pick it up this time.

Jiang Feng put the bowl of porridge on the ground, and then pushed the wooden cart away.

Wait until he's gone.

The old man looked up, and in the dim aisle, Jiang Feng, who was gradually moving away, had a cold light in his eyes.

That day he couldn't buy Jiang Feng, he couldn't wait, he handed over the jade pendant, a simple-looking jailer, ten days have passed, and there is no news at all, he knows that the jade pendant is blind.

In his heart, he actually blamed Jiang Feng for this.

"Jiang Feng, hurry up and eat chicken legs, my strong sister gave birth to a son, and I specially bought chicken legs for us to eat, you take one to eat, and you are happy."

Jiang Feng pushed the wooden cart back to the workshop.

There were three low-ranking jailers like him, gathered together.

One of them is in the cell, and he has been working for some years, and everyone has to call Uncle Huo the old team leader, and he said while gnawing on the chicken legs.

"Everyone has a share, you're welcome, go to Xiaoyuelou to drink at night, I'll treat you."

Da Zhuang sat inside.

He was in his early twenties.

Looks white and chubby.

Squatting on a long chair, he said very proudly.

Uncle Huo and another jailer named Niu Wang applauded excitedly when they heard this.

"You guys eat, I've had a bad stomach lately, and I always feel uncomfortable, so I don't go to drink at night, I'm going to practice boxing."

Jiang Feng waved his hand and refused.

I made an excuse and left the workshop.

"Hey, what do you mean, I invited you to eat chicken legs and drink, why don't you appreciate it?"

Da Zhuang was rejected, unhappy, and got off the bench.

"Jiang Feng's personality is like this, you don't pay attention to him, let's eat."

Uncle Huo said.

"I didn't take any money from him, so why didn't he appreciate his face."

Da Zhuang's face was full of displeasure.

Recently, he always felt that Jiang Feng was always avoiding him.

Can't you avoid him?

In the memory of the original owner.

Big and bold, addicted to gambling, in the cell, the jailers who work with him have been borrowed by him, and sometimes when he wins, he will invite everyone to drink and eat peanuts, but only because a sister gave birth to a son, he invited everyone to eat chicken legs and go to Xiaoyuelou to drink.

I didn't believe it when Jiang Feng was killed.

If you want to ask it, it's also his brother-in-law's invitation.

Thinking back to the old man in room 30, the changes of these days, plus two days after he rejected the old man, Da Zhuang's shot became unprecedentedly generous, and from time to time he brought something to eat for everyone, how could Jiang Feng have thought that the old man must have handed over the jade pendant to Da Zhuang.

As for whether Da Zhuang did something for the old man, Jiang Feng didn't know.

However, according to the mentality of the big gambler, I am afraid that he will take this opportunity to extort a good sum of money, and he will not give up until the old man has no oil and water to fish.

And an old man who can casually take out a piece of jade pendant worth a hundred taels of jade, his identity background can be imagined.

What good can happen to provoke such a person, a little low-level jailer.

Thinking that he had rejected the old man before.

After Jiang Feng thought about it, he decided not to leave the cell in the near future, and he would eat and live in it.

Although it is damp and cold here, and it is accompanied by an unpleasant smell, but after living for a long time, you will get used to it, the most important thing is safety, on this side of Longdu, there are few people who dare to trespass into Zhenbei Prison.

He then looked at the information on the lower panel.

found that everything else remained unchanged, but behind the luck, there was a number 5.

If you want to come to this luck value, it must be because you refuse to go to Xiaoyuelou with Da Zhuang to drink at night.

He was more sure in his heart, and Da Zhuang had an ominous karma effect.

I thought in my heart, do I want to inform Uncle Huo and ask him not to go tonight, but after thinking about it, forget it, Uncle Huo, the old team, although he is good to everyone, has also taken care of the original owner.

But with just one sentence, let him not go to Xiaoyuelou to drink and keep a distance from Da Zhuang, how could Jiang Feng do it?

You can't tell Uncle Huo everything you guess!

In case the other party doesn't appreciate the affection and feels that he is sowing discord, then he has to suffer by himself.

This kind of thing can still be avoided, and it is better to treat it as if you don't know.

So, Jiang Feng stayed in a cell that day and didn't leave.

In the workshop where the wooden wheelers are stacked, a sleeping place is sorted out for himself.

I waited until three or four o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Feng heard it, in the cell, there was the voice of the officials of Dali Temple, extracting the prisoners overnight, and after everyone left, he looked in the direction of Room 30, and coincidentally, the old man inside was nowhere to be seen.

Regardless of the reason why the old man was taken away by the officials of Dali Temple.

Jiang Feng always felt that something big must have happened in the past few days.

At least don't go out yet, for the old man will draw charms on the ground for the past ten days.

Next.

Jiang Feng thought that Uncle Huo and Niu Wang might not return to work in the cell so soon, but he never thought that as soon as the time to punch in came, the two of them appeared in the studio one after another, both of them smelled of alcohol, and it seemed that he and Da Zhuang drank a lot of wine in Xiaoyuelou last night.

Jiang Feng opened his mouth, wanting to ask if anything was going on, but in the end he pushed his tools and went about his own business.

I thought that the old man had just been taken away, and even if something was going to happen, it should be a few days before it happened.

When he finished his work and returned to the workshop, he saw Uncle Huo yawning and said to him: "Jiang Feng, you have worked hard today, help Da Zhuang do his work, he must have drunk too much last night, and he hasn't come yet." ”

"Oh."

Jiang Feng replied casually.

Then look at the panel information to change.