The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

"Bam—"

Debris flew everywhere.

"The eighth level of energy transformation!"

Lin Mo put his hands away and stood up, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Since joining the special service team and being able to patrol the entire district, there have been several pages of new prisoner information in the "Illustrated Book of Sinful Souls".

The rate of accumulation of experience points is even close to 8,000 per day!

Coupled with the experience points accumulated before, in just one and a half months, he broke through three levels in a row and reached the eighth level of energy transformation.

"At this rate, it only takes me half a month to accumulate experience points and prepare to reach the master level. There may even be some left to improve my proficiency in other martial arts techniques."

The daily life of the deputy leader of the inspection team is much more leisurely than that of ordinary prison guards.

Unless there are new prisoners being imprisoned, or there is a monthly patrol, which requires a lot of work.

The rest of the time, it's very free.

He joined the special service team for about a week, except for the first two days when he went on a tour to familiarize himself with the business.

The rest of the time is basically passed by myself.

Occasionally I go out to socialize with Ma Chao.

Oh, right.

After Yuan Hao and Lin Mo had a conflict that day, Ma Chao somehow found out about it.

He actually found a reason to send Yuan Hao and the other three people back to their original workplace.

At this time, the members of the inspection team finally did not dare to make irresponsible remarks to Lin Mo.

These days, after drinking a few drinks, everyone has become more familiar with each other.

In addition, Lin Mo is very easy to get along with, and he is diligent in his work. He has never been cheating or showing official airs.

Everyone's impression of him became better and better.

In fact, the reason why Lin Mo was so dedicated was just to see if he would encounter a prisoner being interrogated so that he could help and include the person in the "Illustrated Book of Sinful Souls".

On this day, just after getting off duty, several young people in the office started chatting enthusiastically.

"The day after tomorrow is the temple fair in Baiyunguan, let's go together!"

"Okay, I heard there are many beautiful girls at the temple fair."

"You're just a boring bitch, no matter how beautiful you are, you don't deserve it!"

"I might as well take a look at it to satisfy my eyesight!"

After getting familiar with each other, everyone became less reserved when speaking, and the atmosphere was very lively.

A young and handsome member of the Sixth Group ran up to Lin Mo and said, "Brother Mo, there is a holiday the day after tomorrow, and there is a temple fair in Baiyun Temple. Do you want to go with us?"

Baiyun Temple...Temple Fair...

Lin Mo remembered that Wang Yang had told him that Baiyun Temple was also a cultivation sect.

In his previous life, when he was a child, he loved to participate in these lively activities.

There was nothing going on, so Lin Mo nodded and agreed.

"Okay, let's go together then."

"Haha, I knew you would go."

The young team member is called Cheng Qian, who has just graduated from the military academy and is at a high-spirited age.

He laughed, made an appointment with Lin Mo, and left quickly.

Two days later.

"Brother Mo, hurry up, I'm waiting for you!"

Cheng Qian urged.

"If we don't hurry up, there will be too many people and it will be difficult to squeeze in."

"coming."

Lin Mo straightened his clothes and walked over with a smile.

Today he specially wore a long shirt.

It's better to catch girls today... Oh no, they are visiting the temple fair. They are all young members of the Sixth Special Service Team.

Although Lin Mo is the deputy team leader, after getting along with each other, everyone found that he has no airs and is very upright.

So outside of work, everyone is willing to play with him.

Cheng Qian straightened his hair on his temples and asked, "Brother Mo, why are you wearing such clothes?"

"Aren't you going to the temple fair? Wouldn't it be more appropriate to wear a long gown during this traditional festival?" He explained with a smile.

Only then did I realize that all of them were wearing Western-style trousers and jackets. Cheng Qian even wore a well-tailored suit, looking very fashionable.

Many people had hairspray on their heads, making them look like dogs.

On the other hand, Lin Mo looked like a teacher in a school.

However, he was tall and straight, handsome and clear.

Even though he was wearing a long gown, he still looked handsome and handsome, attracting the attention of many women on the street.

This can make all the team members feel envious and sad.

He muttered, if he had known better, he would not have dragged Lin Mo along.

With Lin Mo's looks and temperament, if he stops here, how can the girls still have their place?

The temple fair was very lively.

The streets are crowded with people.

Those guys didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but they separated from Lin Mo after a while.

Only Cheng Qian was left with him.

Temple fairs originally originated from religious activities.

But now with the development of society, many temple fairs have begun to transform into markets and become local festivals.

Most of the time, it is used for sightseeing or shopping, and not many people actually perform sacrifices or pay homage.

After watching the lion dance and flower party performances, Cheng Qian felt that there were too many people. He said that this place was not far from the North Canal and he wanted to go to the river to enjoy some fresh air.

Lin Mo also had this intention.

Arrive at the North Canal.

This is a huge, wide river, magnificent and mighty.

The North Canal is a tributary of the Haihe River, running directly from north to south.

There are merchant ships coming and going every day, and trade is developed.

The whistle of the ship on the Yuncheng River was intertwined with the noise of people on the street, making Lin Mo suddenly feel a little distracted.

It seems like I have returned to the river beach intoxicated by the spring breeze in the evening of Lanxing River City.

In the past, many people came here to enjoy the breeze, but today there are not many people. They may have gone to visit the temple fair.

The two of them didn't take it to heart.

There were only a few fishing boats parked at the pier.

There are several ships cruising on the river in the distance, making "woo-woo" whistles from time to time.

Billowing black smoke floated out from the ship's chimney, creating an ink painting in the sky.

"What are you doing here?"

Two uniformed military policemen walked over with alert expressions.

"Let's get some fresh air here."

Cheng Qian answered honestly.

"The pier is under security control today and no one can get close to it. You can go somewhere else!"

The military police officer frowned and reminded.

The two of them turned around helplessly.

"Even if the wind doesn't blow, it's better to go back..."

Just as they were walking back.

"boom--"

Suddenly there was a huge roar from behind!

Then, a violent explosion boomed, deafening and resounding throughout the sky!

At the same time, the explosion produced an invisible air pressure that spread to all directions in an instant.

The shock caused scattered ships on the surrounding river to sway.

Lin Mo suddenly looked back.

A ship on the canal was in flames.

In an instant, black smoke billowed and miserable howls began!

"The ship...exploded?"

Cheng Qian was stunned.

Suddenly, Lin Mo felt flustered for no reason.

Looking around, there was no one else by the river except him, Cheng Qian, and two military policemen.

Although the explosion was loud, the temple fair was so noisy with firecrackers blasting and gongs and drums noisy that not many people noticed the scene on the river.

Lin Mo realized that something seemed wrong.

It suddenly occurred to him that a normal sailing ship would not explode.

Most of the time, it is after hitting something that the hull cracks, which may cause an explosion.

Could it be that... someone blew up the ship on purpose?

A terrible thought came to Lin Mo's mind.

Something is not good!