My practice narration is weird

The sky has darkened, and there are fewer and fewer people on the streets.

Inside the Zhuhong Pavilion, it was still bustling with people and bustling.

In a large private room, there is a table full of sumptuous dishes, valuable wine, and Meiji playing and singing on the side.

The sound of beautiful music, accompanied by the gentle dancing of several women in thin shirts, once again added a bit of charm to the banquet.

Zhao Changhe, who had white beard and hair but a red face, held a woman in his arms, drank the wine in his mouth, and then laughed.

"Mr. Wu is still very generous. With such a full table, if someone from Zhao came, he would never dare to waste it like this."

Magistrate Wu sitting aside smiled and shook his head and said calmly.

"Mr. Zhao, you are serious. As an lord, you are a guest no matter where you go. You helped my family eradicate evil spirits in the middle of the night. I haven't had time to thank you. But such a small banquet, I can invite you." It’s Wu’s good fortune.”

Zhao Changhe laughed loudly, put the grapes in the hands of the woman beside him into his mouth, then spit out the grape seeds a few times without caring about the image, and then said nonchalantly.

"How about someone with a good reputation? Hehe, I, Old Zhao, like to hear this. I love to hear it."

Magistrate Wu smiled softly and raised his glass again, and Zhao Changhe also drank it down.

After three rounds of drinking, Wu Zhifu's drunken eyes showed a glimmer of light.

He and Zhao Changhe have known each other for several years, and under his operation, the relationship between the two is quite close.

Tianlao is a special existence in Dayan. Apart from the capital city, only Tianlan City exists.

The people inside are not under the jurisdiction of anyone, or in other words, they only obey the orders of the warden and the emperor.

But over the years he was in office, he discovered that perhaps even the emperor's words were not as effective as the warden's.

At least that's the case in Tianlan City.

…

The answer to the question of which one is more important between a small jailer who has only been on the job for less than a few months and a prefect who has been close friends with him for many years is obvious.

He looked at Zhao Changhe, who was already having fun with the woman in his arms, and spoke slowly.

"Master Zhao, I have something to tell you."

"Go ahead, go ahead, brother Wu, you can say whatever you want." Zhao Changhe said nonchalantly.

"Master Zhao, you also know that I have three sons, but Zulong is a playboy. Usually..."

"Oh, you want to go into the sky prison through the back door to practice? Okay, I'll make him a trainee jailer later."

"no no."

Magistrate Wu quickly waved his hand, how could he do this? Being a jailer means going to jail.

"Brother, let's get to the point. There is nothing tortuous between us."

Magistrate Wu thought for a while, then spoke again and told the story...

The words were spoken very tactfully.

Zhao Changhe understood.

"Don't worry, Brother Wu. Who is this blind guy who offended your child? Tell me his name. I will say this on my behalf later and deduct his salary for three months. If not, three months, six months?"

Magistrate Wu was speechless.

Zhao Changhe played with the empty wine glass in his hand and gently patted the woman in his arms on the buttocks. The latter got up and left knowingly.

There was a gentle smile on his old face that was flushed red by wine.

"So that means the prefect wants to personally teach me a lesson?"

But Zhao Changhe immediately shook his head and added.

"That's wrong. Magistrate Wu invited me here. I think he has already taken action."

Magistrate Wu lowered his eyes slightly and said nothing.

The changes in the other party's names made him somewhat confused about what the other party meant.

Zhao Changhe sat up straight, stretched out a finger and pointed at the other party.

His old eyes glanced at the darkness behind the screen, and then he slowly spoke.

"Master Magistrate, don't you know the rules of the prison?"

"The people under me have made mistakes. I can move and even kill them, but you can't."

"I don't care what happens in the capital, but in Tianlan City, who gave you the courage to touch my people?"

Magistrate Wu's mouth went dry for a while, and the air around him felt stiff. The huge pressure came from the old man in front of him, making him feel faintly nauseated.

But the guard of the Four Realms hidden behind the screen looked ashen, and he couldn't take the step to show up to rescue him.

Zhao Changhe didn't pay much attention. He just asked the prefect Wu who looked a little nervous.

"Tell me, Lord Magistrate, who is that guy who messed with your child without his eyesight?"

"One, a [D]-level jailer who has not been in Tianlao for a long time, Ye, Ye Wuyou." Magistrate Wu spoke, his words a little difficult.

Well, who?

Zhao Changhe was stunned for a while, with a mixture of light and dark on his old face, and recalled in his mind some of the words Lu Qingshan said before he left.

Um……

The warden of my own family has no omissions...

Tsk, let him be.

If you can kill him, you are considered a great person.

Magistrate Wu suddenly felt a sense of relief all over his body, and the feeling of difficulty disappeared without a trace in an instant.

He looked up and saw that Zhao Changhe had already raised his wine glass, with a smile on his face that was still unfinished.

"Brother Wu, come on, come on, what's the big deal? I'm just a D-level jailer. Let's drink."

After saying that, he clapped his hands again and said to the singers and dancers who had withdrawn.

"Keep playing music, keep dancing!"

As they drank and drank, Zhao Changhe and Mei Ji's laughter filled the room.

Only Magistrate Wu had an uncertain expression on his face.

…

Late at night, Ye Wuyou walked on the already silent streets.

Wearing a loose black robe that didn't fit him well, and a standard sword of the Heavenly Prison jailer at his waist, that was all.

Just turn a corner ahead and you will reach the mansion.

His expression was not too calm.

The uneasiness came not from what he was going to do next, but from another person.

Ye Wuyou looked up at the sky. In the sky where there should have been only stars and a lone moon, a red figure suddenly floated.

"Senior Fang, when you taught me to kill people, you didn't say you should be so public."

"Boy, is there something wrong with you? Of course you have to be cruel to someone who is stronger than you, but now Zhao Changhe is not here and Lu Qingshan is nowhere to be seen. Damn it, who else can stop me, who else!"

Ye Wuyou silently held his forehead and withdrew his gaze.

Half an hour ago.

Ye Wuyou returned to the prison and arrived at the fifth floor.

There are no jailers on the fifth floor, because it is a sealed space. If you want to get out, you can only rely on the key made of the jade pendant.

Fang Cunshan said nothing, just watched Ye Wuyou untie his restraints one by one.

Second state? All the strange points outside the forty-six meridians are open?

Although Fang Cunshan was shocked, he still said slowly after looking at Ye Wuyou's actions.

"I advise you not to give up. It is a capital crime for people in the prison to help prisoners escape. Zhao Changhe and Lu Qingshan will be here soon."

"Really? Someone wants to kill me. Since I can't kill him in the middle three realms now, he will die." Ye Wuyou said calmly.

Fang Cunshan's words revealed a hint of joking.

"You want to let me out and let me help you kill people?"

"Boy, it's time to say it or not. Although I like you, our relationship is not that good."

"Besides, those two guys Zhao Changhe and Lu Qingshan are still here."

Facing his doubts, Ye Wuyou looked very calm.

If it weren't for Zhao Changhe's irreconcilable relationship with the prefect, and even going to a banquet together tonight, he wouldn't have come to Fang Cunshan.

Without Lu Qingshan, Ye Wuyou didn't dare to bet on Zhao Changhe's attitude.

I am just a little jailer. Even if the other party appreciates me, how can I compare to a prefect whom I have known for many years?

When two big men work together, many times, some pawns will be pushed out and treated as discarded children.

If you wait until tomorrow, everything may get better, or everything may not turn around at all.

So some things must have a result tonight.

"Zhao Changhe is not in prison now, and neither is Lu Qingshan."

"Also, Senior Fang, you are in the fifth realm. Even if you leave Dayan, it will be easy. If you are not caught, do you like to go to jail?"

In the fifth realm, the bear monster that caused the Tianlao riot that day was a fifth-level monster.

Although he was captured on purpose and borrowed the power of the strange treasure, Zhao Changhe was unable to deal with the opponent even in the follow-up.

The latter is still at the top of the list of tasks, which shows that the Five Realms are not so easy to catch.

Fang Cunshan was not angry when his lie was exposed. He just watched Ye Wuyou remove all his restraints.

"But why should I help you? As you can see, I can leave now and leave Dayan."

He was not as excited as he imagined when he regained his freedom.

"Lu Qingshan is my master. If you help me, I owe you once. It's very useful." Ye Wuyou said calmly.

Fang Cunshan laughed, laughed loudly, and rolled on the ground with laughter.

"Do you think Lu Qingshan is your master?" Fang Cunshan smiled.

"I think so." Ye Wuyou said.

"Then you go find your master, hahaha."

"He's not here." Ye Wuyou looked calm.

What he said was actually the truth.

Although it is not now, it will be in the future.

But Fang Cunshan didn't believe it.

"Yes, it's interesting. I'll take that as a reason, but it's not enough."

Fang Cunshan finally stopped smiling, and there was a little more interest in his eyes.

He didn't believe Ye Wuyou's words, but the other party made him a little interested.

The very young Erjing, although not as talented as that girl from the Lu family, has all forty-six extrameridian acupuncture points fully opened, which is enough to prove the opponent's potential.

The future will definitely be very promising, even beyond myself.

The premise is that this kid doesn't die, and Fang Cunshan doesn't care about making an investment.

After all, he was very satisfied with the food this boy brought, including large fish and meat, which was more to his own taste.

Previously, the girl from the Lu family brought all kinds of fruit cakes and preserved fruit snacks every day, and everyone in Fangcun Mountain was numb.

I wanted to scold that girl, but the quarrel was a two-party affair, and the other party was a stammerer and couldn't stop talking for a long time.

Fang Cunshan couldn't stop scolding him as soon as he opened his mouth.

Ye Wuyou took a step back, and the invisible ghost hand was already hovering over the opponent's head.

What Xia Anmeng couldn't detect, Fang Cunshan naturally couldn't detect either.

From this position, you can kill with one hit.

But Fang Cunshan didn't notice at all.

Ye Wuyou lowered his eyes slightly and placed his hands flat on his sides.

"The boy heard before that the senior killed many powerful people."

Fang Cunshan did not answer, but quietly waited for Ye Wuyou's next sentence.

The corners of the young man's mouth gradually showed a hint of ferocity.

"I wonder if you would mind having one more prefect?"