My practice narration is weird

"There were a total of seventeen casualties, and eight people were missing. It seems that they were in chaos at the time and fell into the eighth-level prison. We were unable to rescue them."

In the dark corridor, Zhao Changhe, who had a full head of white beard, was respectfully reporting affairs to the person in front of him.

"Is there anyone alive?" The person who asked was a man with a calm and gentle voice.

The man looked to be no more than forty years old. He was wearing a white robe, but the robe had already been stained by dust and turned into a gray robe.

Feather Fan Lunkerchief's face doesn't have anything out of the ordinary, but there is an elegant aura about it.

Staying in this prison, this outfit is a bit out of place. He doesn't look like a jailer, but more like a small town teacher.

Zhao Changhe hesitated for a rare moment, but facing the man in front of him, he still answered truthfully.

"Back to the warden, one of the eight missing people is Grade B jailer Lu Caiwei. There was an investigation before, but the life light has been extinguished..."

The man's expression did not change, he just walked forward silently.

Zhao Changhe, who was already in Grade A, looked a little nervous at the moment.

As a Class A figure in Tianlao, Zhao Changhe knows many things.

For example, the talented girl Lu Caiwei who was personally recruited by the warden was vaguely heard to have been from a large family in another country.

If that's the case, that's fine.

The key is that our warden is also named Lu...

relative? niece? Or an illegitimate daughter?

This is very imaginative.

"Sir, are you going to the eighth floor now?"

Lu Qingshan nodded slightly, then stopped in front of the door and looked at Zhao Changhe.

"A lot of things happened on the way to Beijing this time. Even when I came back, I was delayed a lot."

He sighed and said.

"If not, I should have been able to come back a few days earlier and these things wouldn't have happened."

"But that's not necessarily the case."

Zhao Changhe lowered his head and listened quietly without saying a word.

"On the first level of the prison, those from the Zhang family and the Lin family were pushed out and killed."

"On the second level, the people from Sword Sect and the people from Miaoyin Mountain should not stay either."

"the third floor……"

Lu Qingshan's voice was calm and gentle, like a teacher's. This voice could make students drowsy.

But Zhao Changhe became increasingly frightened.

One force after another was reported in his mouth, which represented the life and death of those people.

Lu Qingshan, who made all these decisions, did so lightly, like a judge of life and death.

Zhao Changhe responded, but one question after another emerged in his mind.

What happened when the adults came to Beijing this time?

And why do these forces insist on provoking Mr. Lu?

"I'll go down and take a look first, Lao Zhao. Later, remember to help me buy some sugar cakes from a shop in the east of the city, and then go and bring two sesame cakes from Cheng's shop nearby. I suddenly want to eat them."

"Yes, Lord Warden."

After Zhao Changhe completely left the aisle, Lu Qingshan raised his hand and slowly pressed it against the stone wall.

The brilliance flowed, and the "door" that remained unscathed even if the heavenly prison collapsed was finally slowly opened.

"Whether you live or die, you have to take the corpse home after all..." Lu Qingshan said to himself, and then stepped into it.

But then, he frowned.

…………

In the prison, the weird people suddenly changed their appearance.

The white jelly skin that was trying very hard to drill out stopped for a moment, and then continued to drill back. It was extremely funny.

The footless man, who was kneeling on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, was stunned for a moment, stood up silently, and then walked back to the cage.

He even thoughtfully closed the door himself.

The mute girl, who was still holding Ye Wuyou's thigh, was also a little unsteady at this moment.

In the end, she stood up silently and tremblingly, and rubbed greedily on Ye Wuyou's legs a few times.

After Ye Wuyou kicked him away, he silently walked back to the cage.

The prison doors were closed one after another, and the weirdos stayed in their cages peacefully.

It's like the demons dancing around in the beginning are not like them.

Ye Wuyou looked calmly into the distance of the aisle.

The "door" on the eighth floor of the prison was finally opened.

only……

"I'm going to step into formlessness and find my true self." Ye Wuyou said without any reason.

The dim candle suddenly illuminated at this moment, and it seemed that with the arrival of people, the flames jumped more luxuriantly.

Finally, at the other end of the aisle, a figure slowly walked out following the light and shadow.

The man in a gray gown walked to the side of the cage and stood slowly. He was not in a hurry to do anything, but tried hard to dust himself off.

The dust was boiling and falling, and the gray gown regained some of its original white appearance.

Lu Qingshan looked inside the prison, his eyes scanning over the strange people.

The strange things he noticed were all calm expressions.

It was as if he could see it too.

This was indeed the case. Lu Qingshan glanced at the only prison with an open door and saw the unconscious Lu Caiwei inside.

Finally, after looking around the entire place, he looked forward and landed on Ye Wuyou.

He felt a similar aura from Ye Wuyou.

"Did you do this?" Lu Qingshan pointed at the empty cage.

The weirdness in it is gone.

So is Ye Wuyou standing in front of him a human being or a weird one?

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Ye Wuyou took a step forward gently and answered calmly.

Lu Qingshan's expression was silent, he just stretched out a finger, pointed at Lu Caiwei who was lying unconscious in the cell, and said.

"She's still alive, so I can let you say a few more words."

Ye Wuyou smiled softly, his eyes calm, his eyes fell on the other person, and he looked at the opening.

"Warden? You're just an ordinary person in the fifth realm, but you deserve to be wasted on me?"

Lu Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed dumbly.

Ye Wuyou seemed to be dissatisfied with the other party's laughter. He frowned slightly, but then relaxed and said happily.

"The self has no form at the beginning, and you have found your true self. No matter how many mysteries you have in your body, it is just gravel on your fingertips."

Lu Qingshan listened silently, and then spoke quietly.

"One more thing."

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath, then narrowed his eyes and looked forward.

What he was looking at was not Lu Qingshan.

But behind the other party.

Ye Wuyou, who had seen through everything, chuckled at this moment.

"It's just a dying body. Apart from the wreckage of the great road on your body, how can you be my enemy?"

This sentence was finally finished.

Lu Qingshan's figure turned into a phantom like a white rainbow piercing the sun.

Ye Wuyou, who was already looking for his "self", was suddenly hit hard and flew down like a meteor shell.

Boom!

A roaring sound suddenly erupted, and Ye Wuyou's entire body was hit so hard that it sunk directly into the dungeon wall.

After the roar passed, everything in the cage was quiet and motionless.

Lu Caiwei was dragged in mid-air, while on the ground, she was dragging Ye Wuyou, who was already covered in blood.

Under the candlelight, Lu Qingshan's departing figure remained here.