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

Since becoming the vice-captain, Lin Mo has much more private time.

It's a pity that there are still too few prisoners in the East Ward.

After the last turmoil, those restless prisoners were basically dead and injured.

The rest are basically ordinary prisoners.

Each one is like a docile sheep.

Serve your sentence honestly and wait for your release after serving your sentence.

There is no intention of messing around at all.

If it hadn't been for the refilling of a large tube of blood by Bai Siniang some time ago.

Until now, Lin Mo could only live on a few hundred experience points every day.

at dusk.

The prison guards from the first team of the East Ward were going to have a drink at Fuyuanju.

Suddenly someone asked: "Hey, where is Xiao Ran?"

The prison guard who was familiar with Xiao Ran replied nonchalantly: "Who knows where he went? Every time he disappears right after he gets off duty, if he didn't come on time every day, I would be worried that something happened to him."

"Could it be that something happened to his family?"

"I don't know either. I'll ask you tomorrow. Now hurry up and leave. Don't keep Captain Cui waiting."

"it is good……"

Everyone chatted for a few words and then set off to Fuyuan Residence.

Lin Mo followed and left thoughtfully.

When they arrived at the place, Cui You had already booked a private room in advance and ordered the dishes.

The atmosphere was a bit reserved at first.

Wait for the dishes to pass the five flavors and the wine to pass the three rounds.

Everyone was completely relaxed.

Hooking up shoulders, chatting and spanking.

Those old prison guards were as red as monkeys butts.

Pulling Lin Mo along was either calling him brother or brother, or recalling the glorious past.

Anyone who has drank alcohol knows that once a man is drunk, he will become a politician, thinker, educator, philosopher...

Lin Mo really had a knife in his butt this time - his eyes were opened.

A young prison guard next to him reluctantly pushed Hu Laosi next to him.

"Fourth brother, stop touching it and eat your food! This table leg is almost bare because you touched it!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Some prison guards like to brag.

Before drinking, he belonged to Kyoto, and after drinking, Kyoto belonged to him.

Private room next door.

A group of burly men were changing cups.

One person stood up with a wine glass and said: "Congratulations to Brother Jin for being promoted to the Double Red Stick of Yihe Hall. Brothers, let us toast Brother Jin together!"

Everyone responded in agreement and picked up their wine glasses.

Chen Jin sat in the first place with a smile on his face.

He stood up slowly and raised his glass.

"Thanks to the support of Boss Huang and the support of all brothers, I, Chen Jin, have been able to get where I am today. I should be the one to toast you with this cup!"

After saying that, he drank the wine in one gulp.

Seeing how generous he was, everyone raised their heads and drank the drinks in their hands.

The atmosphere became more and more lively.

Chen Jin sat down, feeling a little hot.

He opened his clothes and inadvertently exposed the black dragon tattoo on his chest.

A few days ago, he successfully completed a big event for Mr. Huang.

As a result, I obtained many precious nourishing decoctions.

Boss Huang also taught him a new martial arts technique.

His martial arts strength was further advanced, reaching the first level of Anjin.

You must know that Chen Jin is not yet thirty years old.

Young dark martial arts masters like him are rare in the entire Kyoto city.

Boss Huang wanted to win over Chen Jin.

Directly recommend him as the double bonus stick of the Black Dragon Gang's Boxer Hall!

He even promised in private that he would wait until he takes charge of the Black Dragon Gang.

Chen Jin will be trained to become a member of the Black Dragon Gang.

This is the Black Dragon Gang, one of the three major underground gangs in Kyoto!

When the time comes, Chen Jin will not only be inferior to one person but superior to ten thousand people.

They are also high-ranking gang leaders who hold power.

Chen Jin is naturally very proud.

Tonight, he also changed from his usual coldness, and there was a bit more smile on his face.

"Eat, eat, eat!" He greeted everyone to eat.

At this time, there was a noise from next door.

Chen Jin ordered his men: "Have someone ask the next door neighbor to keep it down!"

"Yes!"

A boy next to him walked out.

He spoke arrogantly to the waiter waiting carefully outside the door.

The boy nodded and bowed while wiping his sweat.

After the man finished speaking, the man immediately knocked on the door of the private room next door.

A head stuck out from inside, smelling of alcohol, and asked him: "What's wrong?"

The waiter first apologized, and then explained that the noise here was too loud and disturbed the guests in the private room next door. He hoped that they could keep their voices down when they were having fun.

Hu Laosi cursed drunkenly: "It's really an old hen on the roof - what kind of bird are you? Why do you ask us to keep our voices down? If you don't like it, let them go home and drink alone!"

The guy turned pale.

Remind him in a low voice that there are people from the Black Dragon Gang next door.

Hu Laosi's drunkenness immediately subsided a lot, and he promised again and again that the sound would be kept quiet.

The clerk was relieved and said that in order to express his apology, someone would send him a bottle of wine later. He would treat it as an apology, and then he went out to pay the errand.

After the guy left, everyone laughed at Hu Laosi for being so cowardly.

He snorted disdainfully and said, "What do you know?"

This is not cowardice, but sincerity.

In a blink of an eye, the cups and plates were in a mess.

The banquet dispersed.

Several old prison guards put their arms around each other and arranged to catch the second half together.

"What second half?"

Several young prison guards were confused.

"Don't inquire about social affairs."

Hu Laosi said with his eyes widened.

"Just going to visit the brothel."

Cui You said with a smile.

"Fourth brother, you already have a wife, why are you going there?" someone asked.

Hu Laosi said seriously: "I know I shouldn't go to that kind of place, but the girl there's family conditions are not very good, and she has lived a hard life since she was a child."

"I'm good at everything, but I'm too soft-hearted."

"Seeing them suffer, it's worse than beating me."

"You said I don't visit them often. They are just prostitutes. How will they make a living in the future?"

Lin Mo had a question mark on his face.

The prison guards had questions on their faces.

Even the diners around him had question marks on their faces.

Only Cui You, a senior prostitute, couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

There were many diners, and they looked at Hu Laosi with admiration in their eyes.

If it weren't for the public, they would really want to give him a few "kuang bang" kisses and then worship him as their teacher.

"This guy is a talent!"

"I've been visiting brothels for half my life, why didn't I think of such a good reason?"

"Brother, these words really touched my heart. In fact, when I go there, I don't want to see those girls living a hard life."

Everyone in Linmo was dumbfounded.

He did not expect that in the East Ward of the Evil Dragon Prison, besides Cui You, the Wolong, there would be such a hidden secret.

Being able to describe visiting a brothel in such a fresh and refined way is a rare talent.

"Old Wu, are you going?" Hu Laosi asked casually.

"I won't go." Wu Dayou shook his head.

"Weren't you the best at this before? We are all men, don't be embarrassed, let's go together!" Hu Laosi said with a wink.

"Hey, what's this?"

Old Wu stood up and burped from wine, "Today I am very interested in poetry, so I will compose an impromptu poem for you."

"I used to pee three feet against the wind, but now I pee my feet against the wind..."

"Hengbiao: The sword is old!"

"Hey, doesn't it just work?" Hu Laosi smiled disdainfully.

Wu Dayou's face suddenly turned red, and the veins on his forehead popped out, and he argued in a sullen voice: "The fact that the sword is old does not mean it is no longer good! Besides, how can a man say no?"

This statement made everyone burst into laughter.

There was a cheerful atmosphere inside and outside the private room.

After the laughter, everyone left one after another.

Cui You left to settle the bill.

"Checkout for private room No. 4, how much is the total?" He walked to the counter.

"No, it's settled." The shopkeeper smiled.

Cui You nodded in astonishment.

I instantly guessed who paid the bill.

Only then did he remember that when everyone was drinking and bragging.

Lin Mo excused himself to go out to pee.

The account should have been settled by then.

He walked up to Lin Mo, pretended to be casual, and said, "Thank you, brother. I'll pay you back tomorrow after my salary is paid."

"Little things." Lin Mo smiled nonchalantly.

But he had no intention of asking Cui You to pay back the money.

In the end, the guests and hosts enjoyed the drink.

Cui You took this opportunity to establish his prestige as captain.

The old prison guards also looked at Lin Mo with more affection.

When the two left Fuyuanju, Chen Jin happened to come down from upstairs.

He caught a glimpse of Lin Mo's back and was suddenly shocked.

It feels a bit familiar.

Seeing that the figure is about to disappear into reality.

Chen Jin simply said to the people around him, "I'm leaving first."

He hurriedly followed.

A group of people were left staring in place.