In the blink of an eye, it was already the seventh day since Wang Chen arrived in Jijiu District.
After this period of time, he basically adapted to the harsh environment here and became familiar with the basic conditions in the prison area.
Although the evil spirit in Jijiu District is strong, it cannot corrode Wang Chen's immortal body.
His own qi and blood are extremely strong, far exceeding the level of cultivation. He can naturally block the malicious invasion of evil forces without deliberately taking precautions.
From this point of view, Wang Chen is stronger than any jailer in Jijiu District!
He felt that it would not be a problem for him to stay here for three years.
"Brother Wang..."
In the afternoon, when Wang Chen inspected Yu Fei's prison again, the enchantress from the Hehuan Sect suddenly asked, "If I remember correctly, tomorrow is your day to take a bath, right?"
Wang Chen was stunned for a moment, nodded and replied, "Yes."
Officially, the jailer has one day off every seven days. Tomorrow he will indeed be able to temporarily escape from the "sea of suffering" and return to the fairy city to relax.
The work pressure of jailers is already high, and the environment is so bad. If they have to stay underground without seeing the sun all year round, enduring the invasion of evil spirits and the evil thoughts and curses of prisoners, no one can persist for a long time.
Even if the jailer is a consumable, the Prison Department must pay attention to the issue of cost-effectiveness.
In fact, in addition to the regular seven days off, official jailers also have ten days of annual leave.
"Then can you bring me a box of Tianxianglou's eyebrow rouge?"
Concubine Yu begged sadly: "I haven't put on makeup for a long time."
"Well…"
Wang Chen was in trouble.
It's not that Wang Chen doesn't want to help, he and Yu Fei are old acquaintances. Although he has been molested by this Hehuan Sect enchantress before, he can feel that the other party does not have any ill intentions.
The same goes for Jijiu District.
Moreover, although Concubine Yu was imprisoned in a heavily sealed prison, she was quite well-informed and familiar with Yongle Dungeon, and gave Wang Chen a lot of advice.
In comparison, carrying a box of rouge is such a big deal!
The problem is that the Department of Prisons has regulations that allow jailers like Wang Chen to talk to prisoners, but they cannot give them any help in any sense.
It is definitely a taboo to bring something from outside the prison to a prisoner!
Once caught, Wang Chen might live next door to Yu Fei.
"Feel sorry."
The relationship between Wang Chen and Yu Fei was not so good that they wanted to take advantage of each other's fire. He shook his head and said, "Fellow Taoist should know the rules. I really can't help you."
"Rules are nothing more than human kindness."
Concubine Yu chuckled and said, "Brother Wang, as long as you hand this thing over to Cao Dianyu for me, he will agree to you bringing Rouge for me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a delicate jade hand poked out from the stone door window.
A hairpin is held between two spring onion-like fingers.
The hairpin looks like it is made of pure gold, the shape and craftsmanship are quite exquisite, and it shines with a dull light.
Wang Chen took it subconsciously.
Concubine Yu retracted her hand and said quietly: "Brother Wang, you are a good person. When the slave family goes out, I will definitely find you a Taoist companion in the sect who has not lost his vitality."
This cake is so beautiful...
Wang Chen couldn't laugh or cry as he received the good guy card from the other party.
After the inspection mission in the afternoon, he first went to the Supervisory Hall to clock in and then went to see Cao Dian Prison.
Cao Dianyu is one of the top three figures in the Jiu District, with a peak level of cultivation in the Zi Mansion.
This middle-aged monk is usually unsmiling and serious, like an old-fashioned man who has ruined his brain by studying.
The jailers in Jijiu District, whether they were newcomers or veterans, basically didn't even dare to breathe in front of him.
Cao Dianyu is famous for his impartiality and inhumanity.
Wang Chen suspected that Yu Fei had set a trap for him.
But no matter how hard he thought about it, he could not think of a reason why this female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect deliberately cheated him. The most important thing was that his intuition did not sense the slightest malice from the other party.
Therefore, with a trace of curiosity, after Wang Chen saw Cao Dianyu, he told the whole story without any intention of hiding anything.
What he did was impeccable and completely in compliance with the dungeon rules.
In this way, even if Yu Fei has any conspiracy, it has nothing to do with Wang Chen.
After finishing speaking, Wang Chen respectfully presented the golden hairpin.
Cao Dianyu accepted it expressionlessly.
At this time, Wang Chen was keenly aware of a very subtle tremor in the little finger of the right hand of the No. 3 person in District 9.
You must know that Cao Dianyu is the pinnacle monk of Zifu!
"You did very well."
Without even looking at it, Cao Dianyu put the gold hairpin into his sleeve and said nonchalantly: "This enchantress from the Hehuan Sect is very cunning and likes to play with people's hearts. Don't think she will look at you coldly. The enchantress has no heart."
of."
After a pause, he continued: "But she is a prisoner designated to be guarded by the higher authorities and plays a very important role. Please bring her a box of Tianxianglou's eyebrow rouge."
Uh-huh?
Wang Chen suspected that his ears had heard it wrong - this turn must have been too fast!
"I will obey the order."
But Wang Chen didn't question it until he was full, and naturally he looked like he was obeying orders.
One level of official rank is overwhelming, let alone several levels higher!
"Go ahead."
Cao Dianyu waved his hand and said: "In the future, you can report to me directly anything that involves this Hehuan Sect enchantress and never make your own decisions."
"yes!"
After leaving the supervisory hall, Wang Chen couldn't help but let out a long breath.
For some reason, he always felt that the atmosphere inside the supervisory hall, which was protected by a magic circle, was particularly stiff and depressing, and it was not as comfortable as outside.
Every steward and official is like a clay Buddha, always like to put on a superior face.
It's very annoying.
While complaining, Wang Chen passed through the teleportation array in the ninth district and arrived at Yongle Fairy City.
He is a small migrant cultivator, and now he is just an ordinary "front-line" jailer. Naturally, he has no place to live in the fairy city where every inch of land is precious.
Fortunately, Wang Chen didn't plan to spend the night in the city.
He went to the grocery store to buy some items he needed for his daily work, and finally went to Wanbao Pavilion in Yongle Fairy City.
Wanbaoge is not only the largest merchant in Shanhaijie, but also has its own branch operating in Haotianjie.
Because Wang Chen is a monk in the Zifu, he received better services.
A shopkeeper personally came to "handle business" for Wang Chen.
"I just bought a box of rouge."
Wang Chen didn't expect that the shopkeeper Wanbao, who always had eyes on his forehead, would actually make himself confused, as if what Wang Chen bought was not a box of rouge, but some kind of visitor from outside the world.
But Wang Chen soon discovered that he really needed the help of such a professional!
"Reservation, you mean to say that if you want to buy a box of rouge, you have to make a reservation and wait for delivery?"
