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

After separation from Cui You.

Lin Mo was slightly drunk and suddenly became interested.

Use the small step without phase and walk freely on the quiet street.

The figure flashed past like a ghost.

Those who were watching the watch on the street felt their eyes blurred and rubbed their eyes.

"Did something run past just now?"

"I must have seen it wrong. Hey, I'd better avoid doing that with my mother-in-law when I go to the kang in the future. Every day, I'm getting dazzled..."

Lin Mo went back to the courtyard where he lived before and took a look.

Dark and quiet alleys, ditches with sewage flowing across them, debris piled up everywhere...

Everything here felt familiar and comfortable to him.

He was an ordinary prison guard.

Their status is not much better than that of the residents here.

If it hadn't been for the appearance of "The Illustrated Book of Sinful Spirits", I'm afraid this would be his most real life state.

When passing by a small alley, Lin Mo suddenly stopped.

He sensed something was wrong.

There seemed to be something in the dark alley.

What is it?

He was a little curious.

Drunkly, he walked towards the alley.

But when he walked into the long, narrow and dark alleyway.

I walked all the way to the end, but saw nothing.

Is it an illusion?

"Meow!"

Suddenly, a black cat jumped down from the wall.

"So it's you little guy."

Lin Mo squatted down and gave the other party a blow.

The black cat "meowed", covered in fur, and jumped out.

Lin Mo laughed and stood up to leave.

However, at this moment, a voice sounded behind him: "Don't move..."

Lin Mo was startled.

Because he already knew who was speaking.

Huang Tianwu, leader of the Black Dragon Gang.

Just when the other party's hand was about to put on his neck, Lin Mo, who looked drunk just now, suddenly jumped up.

In an instant, a bright sword light filled the entire alleyway!

Immediately afterwards, the head fell and blood shot into the sky!

Huang Tianwu's eyes bulged and he was extremely shocked.

The moment his head flew up, all he could think about was why?

Why was this guy drunk one second and sober the next?

Why did this seemingly ordinary young man suddenly attack him without hesitation?

Where did he get the courage?

Why is this knife so fast?

Also, why does this knife look so familiar?

just like……

It's like the Yanling sword he gave away - Zhan Ye!

When he realized that his majestic leader of the Black Dragon Gang, the top dark strength martial artist, had capsized in this small sewer, his consciousness had left him like a tide!

Along with it, there was blood like a fountain, spurting out crazily from the broken neck!

Looking at the cold corpse in front of him, Lin Mo let out a breath.

"You don't sleep at night and you come out to scare people. Are you sick?"

The East wants to dawn.

The man who woke up early was humming "Eighteen Touches".

As usual, come to the yard to collect the residents’ excrement buckets.

Before he stepped into the alley, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood.

He followed the scent suspiciously and took a few steps forward.

The bloody scene of Huang Tianwu's body and missing parts suddenly came into view.

Shifu was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. Shiba even forgot his words and just kept barking.

The residents in the yard were awakened by his voice.

Everyone came out to check, and they were shocked. They shouted: "Someone is coming, someone is dead!"

The person in charge is a small leader of the Anqing Gang.

When he came over to take a look, he recognized that it was Huang Tianwu's body.

Suddenly remembering the news that came out of the police station yesterday, he immediately ordered people to put the body into a manure truck and push it to the door of the police station.

Soon, Zhao Lisheng from the police station received a call from his subordinate and rushed over.

The stench of the dung truck disgusted him.

He took out a sweat towel and covered his mouth and nose.

After taking one look at the head and confirming that it was Huang Tianwu, Zhao Lisheng stopped looking at it.

Holding his nose and walking aside, he turned to his subordinate and asked, "Who killed him?"

"do not know……"

The subordinate replied truthfully, "A man found it in the alley this morning. After checking it, he should have died last night."

"Ugh……"

Zhao Lisheng felt somewhat emotional.

The leader of the Black Dragon Gang who was once so prosperous has now ended up with his head missing.

It’s so unpredictable!

Huang Tianwu's death once again set off a wave of turmoil in the streets of Kyoto.

Anyone who knows the inside story knows that Huang Tianwu died with a sharp knife.

It was the same as the death of Taro Ningchuan at Gutang Pier that day.

People on the road guessed that it must be the hand of the mysterious sword sect.

As a result, the Black Dragon Society, the police station, gangs, and the Secret Service intelligence team all mobilized to investigate the identity of the mysterious sword sect.

There was even a reward posted.

In the end, nothing was achieved.

The mysterious sword sect who caused a storm at Gutang Pier and single-handedly killed many warriors from the Bandit Gang, Black Dragon Society, and Black Dragon Gang.

It was as if it had never appeared before and disappeared completely.

However, this deity makes many people hate, fear, and wonder.

At this time, he had just gotten up.

He was a little tired after drinking too much wine last night, so he slept a little longer.

When I opened the door, the aroma of rice porridge suddenly hit my nostrils.

"Good morning, Brother Mo."

The brother and sister had gotten up early.

This is a habit that has been formed long ago.

Even if they are not asked to get up so early, they will still get up and work consciously.

Although there's really nothing to be busy with.

But at least it would give them peace of mind.

Lin Mo felt warm in his heart when he saw the two brothers and sisters acting well.

"morning."

After breakfast, Lin Mo took out ten yuan from his pocket and put it on the table.

He said to Zhong Xiu: "You keep the money first. You decide what kind of food you want to buy. I won't worry about it."

"If you see any snacks or something you want to eat or buy, just buy some for yourself. I won't ask for it until you run out of money."

Looking at Dayang on the table, Zhong Xiu was stunned.

This was the first time he had seen so much money.

But Brother Mo left it all to him with confidence.

At this moment, Zhong Xiu felt what it felt like to be trusted.

At the same time, a strong sense of gratitude emerged in my heart.

This was the second time since his adoptive mother passed away that he felt the long-lost warmth from a stranger.

The last time was when Lin Mo asked them to stay here that night.

Zhong Xiu silently remembered this kindness deeply in his heart.

Lin Mo naturally didn't know what he was thinking.

After gently squeezing Zhong Ling's face, he smiled and went on duty.

Arrive at the Dragon Prison.

Brother Ma hasn't arrived yet.

"I guess I had too much fun last night and haven't gotten up yet."

However, Marco is the leader of the sixth group.

No one will take care of him when he is fine, and it doesn't matter if he is late.

Lin Mo fulfilled his duties and visited the prison area as usual.

Whenever he encountered a prisoner who needed to be interrogated or imprisoned, he would take the initiative to lend a helping hand.

By the way, the prisoner is included in the "Illustrated Book of Sinful Souls".

No way, he's just so warm-hearted.

Went to the cell where the marching students were held.

Lin Mo found that except for the student named Zhou Yi, the rest of the students seemed a little depressed.