In the dungeon you have to learn to adapt to life, not let life adapt to you.

This is the standard of life for most of the prison guards.

So everyone put it together in a mess.

Lao Zhou was the oldest disciple among them, having been here for more than two hundred years.

It is said that Lao Zhou was also a very talented disciple of that generation.

However, due to some changes, the Dao heart was damaged.

Then he came to the prison and became a monk for a day.

Although Lao Zhou is an old fritter, he is a good person.

When Li Ping'an first came, he specially told him to think twice before doing things.

Think twice: Can you do it? Can you do it tomorrow? Can you leave it to someone else?

Li Ping'an couldn't help but applaud.

Putting it badly, putting such a realm is really unprecedented and unprecedented.

However, in recent times.

The disciples in the prison all felt a little uncomfortable.

Because there was a new man in the prison.

This should have been something to be happy about.

After all, it has been several years since a new face appeared in the prison.

However, this newcomer seems to be a little different.

According to the past practice, each newcomer comes here within half a month.

They can also adhere to healthy lifestyle habits and have a positive outlook on life.

However, it didn't take long for them to join forces.

Either join a group of cricketers, delve into chess, or get stuck at the table.

However, half a year has passed since Li Ping'an came to prison.

This guy still maintains good habits.

You can squander your time at will, but you can use it for cultivation.

He even delved into the Poison Sutra.

Being disabled and determined deeply stimulated these disciples.

A disciple glanced at Li Ping'an, who came back from patrolling, "Ping'an, is the patrol back?" ”

Li Ping'an smiled and nodded.

"Let's play cards for a while?"

"No, I'll have something to do later."

looked at the back of Li Ping'an leaving.

The disciple sighed, "Old Zhou, how long do you think he can hold out?" ”

"What do people do to your, play cards and play cards!"

"You said he's all messed up here looking at the cell, and he's trying to have a fart."

Lao Zhou's face was a little gloomy, and he scolded: "You talk a lot about the fuck!" ”

Li Ping'an has a clear plan.

You can be rotten once in a while, but not all the time.

Taking a break once in a while can help you relax and move forward.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters are so difficult in the world.

Who knows if the Great Sui will win, and who knows if the demon clan outside the Demon Suppression Pass will break through the Demon Suppression Pass.

More self-preservation techniques can last a long time.

Back in the room, Li Ping'an was holding a little white rabbit in his hand.

I'm going to test it to the effect of my poison array.

The little white rabbit showed a loveless expression.

"Boss, how cute this rabbit is." Runtu was a little unbearable, "Let's make a spicy rabbit head, after testing the poison with it, we can't eat it." ”

"Moo~"

"Old Niu, get your notes ready."

Lao Niu nodded, took out a small notebook, and was ready to record at any time.

Li Ping'an arranged a mini poison array in the room.

"Little rabbit is good."

Li Ping'an threw the little white rabbit into the poison array.

The mechanism was touched, and several poisonous needles burst out from all directions.

Whoosh!!

Suddenly, he shot the little white rabbit into a sieve.

The two plague umbrellas, one large and one small, were suddenly opened, releasing poisonous powder.

The little white rabbit didn't even howl.

Under the influence of poison powder, the white fur begins to dissolve rapidly.

Then came flesh, the skeleton around the body.

It takes 10 seconds!

Li Ping'an silently calculated the time in his heart.

This time, the poison powder is added to the Dissolving Pill, which can melt the corpses of enemies in a short time.

"There's still a lot to improve."

Li Ping'an and Lao Niu lowered their heads and wrote.

Finally, one person and one cow summed up today's experience and what needs to be improved.

Runtu is in charge of today's meals.

More than two months have passed since the second group of disciples went north.

Yun Shu wrote to say that she had not heard the news of Senior Brother Liu Ergou.

First, it is because the battle line between the two sides is too long.

Second, it may be that Senior Brother Liu Ergou is on a secret combat mission, so he can't inquire about it for the time being.

Although the life in the prison is boring, there are many things to do every day with the old cow and the earth.

He also moved the poultry, chickens, ducks, fish and sheep he had raised before.

Find the right place and keep it in captivity.

It even opened up a small piece of farmland.

Every day, when one person and one cow finished their work, they carried a hoe to the ground, and they were very busy.

This is a damn farming soul engraved in the bones.

Bang la la la la~

The game is starting again.

"Hey, where's Lao Zhou?"

The people at the poker table have not seen Lao Zhou for several days.

On weekdays, if nothing happens.

If there is a gambling game, there must be an old Zhou.

"Sleep in the house, right?"

"Sleep? Lao Zhou didn't know what was crazy recently, so he went to grow vegetables with Li Ping'an's kid. ”

"Growing vegetables?"

"Lao Zhou is crazy." One person exclaimed.

didn't pull Li Ping'an into the water, but was affected by Li Ping'an!?

Lao Zhou wiped a handful of fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Holding the hoe, he looked at the ground he had hoeed today.

At this time, the sky was blue and quiet.

Stand in the field and slowly open your heart.

Let your heart connect with nature and enjoy this strong local atmosphere.

It's so fucking comfortable!!

Lao Zhou smiled with satisfaction.

Li Ping'an imparted some small knowledge of farming, which not only depends on experience, but also on some scientific planting methods.

Lao Zhou nodded from time to time and listened very carefully.

"When this batch of elixirs blossoms and bears fruit, it will be a lot of income."

Li Ping'an smiled.

Lao Zhou looked at him with complicated eyes, "Ping'an, you are really different from us, I heard that you voluntarily applied to be imprisoned."

Listen to my brother's advice, if you have the opportunity to leave here earlier, you won't achieve anything here. ”

Li Ping'an said calmly: "Achievement? It's all little people who don't achieve anything, it's good to be happy. ”

............

The inmate at Prison B-16 doesn't know what happened lately.

He looked sick and sick, and his breath was weak.

The disciples who were guarding at the beginning didn't take it too seriously.

However, after a few days, it was discovered that the prisoner's condition was serious.

The whole body was swollen, one in the east and one in the west, like a barrel.

Prisoners who can be held here naturally have a certain value.

If you don't know that you don't die in vain, the guarding disciples are responsible.

So, I hurriedly notified Lao Zhou.

Lao Zhou knew that Li Ping'an was quite skilled in medicine, so he asked him to take a look.

There was a foul smell in the air.

Li Ping'an checked it, and it was not a big problem.

It should be an old disease, and if it is not treated in time, it is indeed life-threatening.

So according to the nature of the disease, he was prescribed a pair of medicines.

The stronger the stench, the more serious the infection, followed by a series of treatment measures such as debridement.

"The aura on your body is very unusual!" The prisoner of No. 16 suddenly spoke, "The breath is restrained and powerful, it should be a cultivation of some kind of internal martial arts." ”

Li Ping'an didn't talk.

The prisoner said, "You save my life, how about I pass on a technique to you?" ”

Li Ping'an still didn't talk.

"Don't learn my exercises? Then I'll tell you a place where the treasure is buried, this is a great opportunity, and I don't tell him about ordinary people! ”

"Then keep it for yourself."

After taking care of everything, Li Ping'an turned around and left.

Don't believe a word from the lips of these people.

Otherwise, you will be deceived and there will be no bones left.

Spring goes to autumn, and two years have passed in a blink of an eye.

The battle on the front line was scorching, and Li Ping'an could have received letters from Jing Yu and Yun Shu one after another.

But with the arrival of winter, the letter has not been received for a long time.

I heard that the battle was lost at the front.

There have already been several seven-rank realm monks who have fallen one after another.

"Buzz ——!!!"

Heavy bells rang.

This means that there are still bodies brought back from the front lines.

The funeral procession walked slowly along the road, no rain, no sun.

Today is a cloudy day.

Thirty-five people died in this batch.

The funeral procession greets the body of the deceased with the most solemn ceremony.

Mourning for the deceased is an encouragement to the living and a continuation of life.

Along the way, more and more people joined the procession, and the funeral procession became longer and longer.

The team marched forward with heavy steps.

There is no trace of panic, there is no trace of crowding, it is still so neat

At the end of the line, one person, one cow and one rue.

The sad tune of the two springs reflecting the moon surrounds the surroundings.

The old cow blew the suona hard.

Runtu held a basket of flowers in his hand, and the basket was full of cut white paper flowers.

Constantly sprinkled in the air, shouting loudly.

"The soul supports the sun and the moon, and the liver and gallbladder reflect the rivers and mountains.

Righteousness will remain for thousands of years, and Dan's heart will shine for thousands of years!! ”

Among the thirty-five people who died, several people Li Ping'an knew.

It's not too familiar, or I've chatted a few words in the teahouse.

The kind that can say hello when you pass by.

Among them, there was a disciple, Li Ping'an remembered it very clearly.

Although the strength is good, he likes to brag.

It's that in the morning, I met a vicious dog on the side of the road, and I could blow it to others when I turned my head.

He fought with a three-headed dog that could be compared to a six-rank monk for hundreds of rounds.

Now, he's also a member of the Heroic Souls.

Survival is always a cruel game, and a random sentence you scribble in a history book can be a person's life.

However, Shi Hai hooked and sank.

It is unusual for a character to leave a few words in the history books.

And people like him, like Li Ping'an, will not leave any traces even if they die.

........

Back in prison, Li Ping'an continued to live his life.

The golden corn, soybeans, and rice are dried on a wooden frame.

The green fields around the prison are all the fruits of Li Ping'an's years of life.

When the spring breeze blows, you can still smell a faint fragrance.

Just when Li Ping'an was busy.

The messenger hanging around his neck suddenly throbbed.

This is what Qingfeng left for himself when he left, so that the two could contact each other.

"Shushan, there is a change!!"

(Hehehe, not only met netizens, but also sent me photos)

(Said he might not be back this week)

(Damn, as soon as he leaves, who will order me some takeout milk tea?) ）

(Who does the work?) No professionalism at all)

(Boss Brush!!) ）