The thirty-third year of the Ming Dynasty, early autumn.

Jingzhou Heavenly Prison.

"Great Zhou Dynasty...... Heavenly jailer......!? ”

"So I'm crossing over?"

Lu Ning rubbed his swelling and aching head and looked at the dim classroom in front of him.

On the walls are some ancient torture instruments, prison uniforms, waist knives and other objects.

It's the right time to cross!

The original owner's name is also Lu Ning, and he is a small jailer in the prison.

In my memory, the three generations of the Lu family's grandparents and grandchildren are all prison guards, hereditary professions, and proper iron rice bowls.

However, this Great Zhou Dynasty has nothing to do with any dynasty in the history of the previous life.

There are immortals, Buddhas, martial arts, demons and monsters, and there are heinous demons and wicked people imprisoned in this prison.

"There are demons and monsters......!" Lu Ning's face was a little pale.

What a dangerous world!

In the memory of the original owner, even if he stayed in this heavily defended prison, there would still be misfortune.

From the first year of Ming Wu to the present, there have been five demon robberies.

Each one was a river of blood.

The Demon Suppression Division and the Praetorian Guard will kill a lot of people.

Not to mention the powerless jailer, who was instantly breathed by the demon!

Even if there are no demons robbing the prison, staying in this dark and resentful prison every day will also cause serious erosion of people's bodies.

The father of the original owner was in his early forties when he was sick and hung up.

There should have been an eldest brother in the family to take over, but the eldest brother is a scholar, married his sister-in-law and had children, and he is unwilling to come to the prison cell to take over this iron job.

Therefore, Lu Ning took up his post.

In my memory, the original owner was just over seventeen years old, and he worked in prison for half a year, and he accidentally hung up before he could break his body.

"Alas! This product is too fragile, isn't it? ”

Lu Ning stood up and moved his weak body, and couldn't help but have a sad face.

To be honest, the original owner's body was not as strong as his sub-healthy physique in his previous life.

It seems that the profession of the prison jailer is also a high-risk profession!

No, you have to change careers.

"It's ...... to quit your job and start a business!"

As soon as the thought came to mind, Lu Ning shook his head in denial.

Although with the knowledge and mind of the previous life, you can make a lot of money in business, but this is a world where demons are in turmoil and the powerful are in power.

One has no background, two has no backer, and three has no strength.

Even if they are rich in the world and are not hijacked by demons, the powerful children of Beijing and Zhou will be red-eyed, and maybe they will have to go to prison in the end.

"Study and be an official ......!"

Lu Ning shook his head, the end of the road to being an official is the prison.

In my memory, there are many officials imprisoned in the prison, and there are also big people.

Then why go out and struggle, I'm in the prison now!

"Immortal ......!"

Lu Ning's eyes suddenly lit up, there are immortals in this world...... But soon his eyes dimmed.

Alas! With this weak body, it takes a lot of effort to practice martial arts, let alone cultivating immortals.

After some analysis, Lu Ning found that it was safer to stay in the prison.

Although it is affected by the environment, the life will not be too long, but it is stable, except for the demon robbery, it is quite safe in the prison.

He just needs to exercise well, and it will not be a problem to live for twenty or thirty years.

Well! Live first before you have the opportunity to think about how to live better!

"Chang'an, it's done!"

Suddenly, the door to the class room was pushed open.

Lu Ning looked up and saw that it was a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue prison uniform and a round black hat, with a mustache, dark red piping in the prison uniform, and a big 'prison' word on his chest.

This middle-aged man's name is Zhao Quan, and he is good friends with the original owner's father.

After the original owner came to work, he also took care of the original owner.

As for 'Chang'an' is the nickname of the original owner, it may be taken from the meaning of longevity and peace.

In the prison, only Zhao Quan and a few colleagues who have a good relationship will call him by his nickname, which is more cordial, and other colleagues call him Lu Ning.

"Here comes Uncle Zhao!"

Lu Ning tidied up his prison uniform and head, and walked out of the class room quickly.

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A vacant lot in the prison.

When Lu Ning ran over panting, he glanced at Captain Zhou, who was standing at the front with a majestic face, and hurriedly walked to the last row and stood up.

There are four wards in the prison, with eight cell heads and eighty jailers.

Lu Ning is a jailer in District D.

Oh, people are here.

Captain Zhou began to roll call and lecture.

After it is over.

Zhao Quan grabbed Lu Ning and said, "You kid, why are you listless?" ”

Lu Ning said casually: "Uncle Zhao, I didn't rest well last night. ”

Zhao Quan threw the fritters and soy milk in Lu Ning's arms and said, "Hurry up and eat, come with me after eating." ”

Lu Ning was slightly stunned: "Where are you going?" ”

Zhao Quan lowered his voice and said, "Torture room." ”

Torture chamber?

Someone new?

Lu Ning's first thought, he soon understood that there was a new prisoner to be locked in.

He took a sip of fritters and a mouthful of soy milk, and asked vaguely, "Uncle, who is it?" ”

"You'll know when you go!"

Zhao Quan said and called out to another young jailer.

Lu Ning took a look, the young jailer was two years older than him, his name was Li Xiang, and he was also in his father's class, and he had a good relationship with him in District Ding.

Soon, the three of them came to the criminal trial area.

I only heard a terrible scream coming from a torture cell, shouting something that did not deceive people or money.

When Lu Ning heard this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Charlatans, the risk factor is relatively low.

After entering the torture room, after a meal of skin and meat, he basically made all the moves honestly.

saw Zhao Quan walk into the torture room.

Lu Ning and Li Xiang didn't go in, they just stood outside and listened.

From time to time, the harsh questioning of the jailers and the screams of the old crook could be heard in the torture cell.

I waited a quarter of an hour.

Zhao Quancai came out with a prisoner in a white prison uniform covered in blood.

The prisoner's pipa bones were wearing iron chains, and his limbs were broken and he was dying.

Seeing that the two of them were stunned, Zhao Quan was not angry:

"What are you two looking at, hurry up and put him up in cell No. 39 in District D."

"Oooh......!"

The two nodded repeatedly.

But Lu Ning moved slowly, after all, he hadn't adapted yet.

However, Li Xiang moved quickly and stepped forward to hold up the bloody prisoner.

Lu Ning endured the feeling of wanting to vomit at this time, and also restrained the prisoner.

"Uncle, what did this old guy deceive?"

After Li Xiang restrained the prisoner, he asked very casually.

Zhao Quan glanced back at the torture room, lowered his voice and said: "This old liar knows a little about the magic of the rivers and lakes, and he calls himself a half-immortal. ”

"Everywhere you cheat money, you have to cheat the Marquis of Wu'an."

"If it weren't for being seen through by the white-clothed immortals of Baiyun Dao Temple, Wu Anhou would have been fooled!"

Lu Ning raised his eyebrows, although he didn't know who the Marquis of Wu'an was, he also knew that he was the Marquis of the Great Zhou.

How dare an old charlatan deceive a marquis?

There must be something wrong with this.

I was thinking about it in my heart, but I saw Zhao Quan wave his hand and say, "Go quickly, don't rub it off!" ”

The two nodded again and again, dragging the prisoner away.

Suddenly.

Prison Ding District.

Cell 39.

The two men approached with the prisoner on their backs.

Li Xiang didn't change much, but Lu Ning was a little struggling.

"This body really lacks exercise!" Lu Ning couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Throwing the prisoner into the cell, Lu Ning couldn't help but support his knees with his hands and take a breath.

I only heard Li Xiang say with a smile:

"Chang'an, you lock the door, I'll go fish first!"

Lu Ning just nodded, he knew what Li Xiang meant by touching the fish, that is, to bet on dice.

The current status quo of the prison jailer is nothing to drink or gamble on.

I saw Li Xiang go away.

Lu Ning walked out of the cell.

When he locked the prison door, he sighed repeatedly.

The prison is heavy in yin and qi, and if you want not to be eroded by the body, you have to exercise more.

So he decided to start practicing martial arts today to make himself strong as soon as possible!

Otherwise, it won't be long before he hangs up again.

Back in the class room, Lu Ning just sat on the bench.

A glimmer of light appeared in front of some of the drowsy eyes, and then in the midst of the golden-black light, a book with a golden-black cover appeared in front of him:

Catalogue of Heavenly Punishments.

The book automatically opens to the second page.

On the dark gold page, where there was originally nothing, handwriting and drawings appeared.

Sinner: Fan Guangming (3 stars)

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