Wang Li was chewing chicken legs and did not dare to get too close to Jiyuan. He kept a certain distance to appreciate the calligraphy written by Jiyuan. Although he was a storyteller, he was also a scholar. He used to think that his calligraphy was actually okay. After all, the storyteller profession needs to be taught a lot and records a lot, but obviously he cannot be compared with Mr. Ji's words, and he is worthy of being a god.

Although in Wang Li's opinion, Mr. Ji is just writing calligraphy works, I have heard from him before that this is actually deducing the wonderful method, which is called the method of calligraphy by Mr. Ji.

Wang Li didn't understand such a profound and unfathomable thing, but he also had his own ideas: a proud scholar was in prison, and the same immortal gentleman shared hardships. He thought that the gentleman was just a master, but who would have thought he would be a god in the end...

The plot of the story came to Wang Li's mind bit by bit, and the protagonist this time was himself. When Wang Li thought of this, he was a little excited, and a smile of uncontrollable excitement appeared on his face. Coupled with the chicken oil covered with the mouth and the chicken skin hanging on the corners of his mouth, it was weird no matter how you looked at it, and it was evil no matter how you looked at it.

In the corridor of the cell in the distance, the jailer who was carefully staring at Wang Li's cell suddenly shivered.

"hiss……"

The jailer looked at the surrounding cells, especially the three rooms opposite Wang Li's cell. The prisoners inside were all huddled in the corner, and some of them were covered with thatch, which was obviously a little scared. After looking at it for a while, the jailer who felt a little tingling in his scalp could not help it and left here and walked towards the outer hall.

After a while, the jailer returned to the outer hall and finally felt relieved, stretched out his hand to frustrate his arms, so that he could be warmer.

"Why are you back? He ate the things?"

The old man sitting at the table drinking wine saw the prisonman coming back rubbing his hands, so he asked, who forced a smile and nodded.

"I ate it, and I ate all the wine and food, but I still had no diarrhea, but it's getting worse here."

The jailer tapped his head to express Wang Li's mental problems, hesitated for a moment and added.

"Head, Wang Li's current situation is getting more and more creepy..."

The old man frowned and took a sip of wine. Of course, he knew Wang Li's situation. To be honest, he was also a little scared.

"Boss, Wang Li's situation is so strange. I heard from the older generation that this kind of person becomes a ghost when he dies..."

"hiss……"

The prison head trembled, reached out and picked up the wine pot and poured some of the empty bowl next to it.

"Come on, you can drink some wine to suppress your shock."

"Why!"

...

More than two months have passed, Wang Li's "crazy" has become really normal. No prisoners come here to listen to books anymore. There have been days when they have not sent such food boxes, and they have not added food to the prison meals.

On this day, the plot ended, and the pile of rice paper on the table was covered with small characters with fly-headed characters, either overlapping or spreading. Although the pages were not connected, it felt like all the words were connected, and they echoed faintly, like clouds and smoke were connected between the words.

Of course, Wang Li couldn't see these. He just thought that Mr. Ji's words were very good and harmonious, but after watching them for a long time, people inexplicably wanted to doze off.

"Uh, Mr. Ji, have you finished writing?"

Ji Yuan put the wolf's pen on the pen holder, moved his hands and feet, looked at the words on the paper of the low table, and nodded with a smile.

"Well, I've written it almost done. I just need to craft it again. I can make this article "Dream Traveling". I have to thank you for your help."

"I?"

Wang Li pointed at his nose and smiled awkwardly.

"Mr. Ji, please stop making fun of me. I don't have the ability to guide you to practice calligraphy. It's really true that you are eating, drinking and making trouble..."

Speaking of this, Wang Li looked outside and saw that there was no jailer coming at the end of the prison aisle. When his eyes turned, he found that the prisoner in the cell opposite was in contact with his sight and immediately shrank to a corner.

"Mr. Ji, they haven't delivered food for a while, and Miss Zhang doesn't know when..."

Ji Yuan shook his head and smiled.

"Why, I'm still looking forward to their delivery?"

Wang Li smiled embarrassedly and answered truthfully.

"This is, you are here with me, and they can't poison me. Although the wine and food are not as good as Miss Zhang's, they are much better than prison rice..."

Speaking of this, Wang Li seemed to finally react and said alertly.

"Sir, do you think they gave up on the drug? They planned to use other methods to deal with me, such as giving me a knife while I was asleep? It's not long before I was released from prison!"

"The general comes to block the water and soil. What are you afraid of? Due to the Yin family's face, they will never dare to attack you openly. Just stay at peace. Maybe they think you don't need to kill you now."

Wang Li scratched his head.

"That's to say, a little person like me, isn't it just that the master of the Xiao family just pretends to be a big shot?"

As he was saying this, footsteps came at the end of the corridor, and soon the prisoner and the prison guard came to Wang Li's cell. Although Wang Li was very stunning when he was writing, under normal circumstances, he was like an ordinary scholar, secretly looking around him several times, wanting to see what his husband had to react.

Wang Li's self-concealed behavior was clearly visible to the old man and the prison guard, but this was even more terrifying. During this period, the prison guards had thought about whether Wang Li's cell was haunted. Now every prison guard carries amulets on his body.

"Well, Wang Li, your sentence has come, you can leave!"

"ah?"

Wang Li subconsciously looked at Jiyuan, and then looked at the prison guard.

"No, two men, I should have at least half a month left?"

"Hey, you are a bookmaker, do you still think you haven't been in jail for long enough? You remember the wrong time!"

"I remembered it wrong?"

Wang Li subconsciously glanced at Jiyuan again, but the latter didn't say anything.

"Yes, remember wrongly, you can be released from prison."

Ji Yuan sneered and nodded at Wang Li, who hurriedly responded to the prison guard.

"Oh oh oh, I know, I uh..."

Wang Li glanced at the prison and had no gifts to clean up. Mr. Ji had waved his sleeves and took away all the four treasures of the study on the low table.

"Let's go now!"

After Wang Li said this, he had to step out of the cell with his teeth and saw several other prison guards opening the doors of several cells beside him.

"It's out, you two can be released from prison!"

"Come out, your sentence is over!"

Seeing that the prisoners in the four or five cells were released, Wang Li breathed a sigh of relief. It should be fine if everyone was released from prison together.

"Well, a few guru, is this the emperor's amnesty or is there any other good news or decree?"

Wang Li asked the prison chief a little flatteringly, and the latter looked at him.

"Yeah, I'm a scholar, I can figure it out!"

Wang Li completely relaxed, and the inmates who came out together were also very happy, but after they came out, they subconsciously stayed away from Wang Li, and even some prisoners next to him were all looking at everyone with a smile.

The prisoners were detained in a relatively remote location, but in fact they were not far from the entrance of the prison, not deep in the dungeon. They just came out all the way, but found that there were no prisoners in the cells along the way. I don’t know if they had all moved to other prison rooms or had already been released.

When a group of prisoners who were released from prison arrived at the open area of ​​the lobby outside, they found several other prisoners standing there. When they saw them coming out, they suddenly shouted in surprise.

"The prisoner got out!"

"Close the outer door, close the outer door, and a prisoner will get out!"

"Zang", "Zang", "Zang"...

The prisoners instantly drew their swords and unsheathed them, which made Wang Li and the other prisoners stunned.

"Sir! It's unfair!" "Master, Madam! We haven't escaped from prison!"

"It's these messengers who said we can..."

Some jailers turned around, but found that, including the several jailers who sent them out, all the jailers around were already in their hands and their blades were shaking.

"You are going to kill yourself!"

"The prisoner escaped and dared to resist, and take them all!"

He said he was taking it down, but the hideous jailers directly waved their swords without hesitation.

"Puff..." "Puff..." "Puff..."

"Oh..." "Ah..."

The sword light flashed a few times, and a few screams rang out. At this moment, the prisoner felt the pain like a tearing behind him. When he turned around, he found that a prison guard had stabbed him.

"Stop! Stop all!"

The prison leader stopped all the prisoners with a painful shout. Many of them were covered in blood on their swords, but their faces were full of horror. Everyone looked left and right and then looked at each other.

There were no prisoners, no Wang Li, only these jailers who were almost injured, and one of them fell to the ground and was seriously injured.

"What are we... doing?"

"Where is Wang Li?"

After a long time, except for the seriously injured person who was bandaged and lying on the side, all the prisoners stayed in the front hall like they had seen ghosts after a simple bandage. They all looked pale, not only because they lost too much blood, but also because they were scared. Because Wang Li and the prisoners were all in prison, and the chain was not opened, but the prisoners clearly remembered what happened just now.

"Head...we won't be hell?"

The prisoner took a deep breath but couldn't refute.

"Would Wang Li still kill him?"

The prison head twitched and looked at the questioning subordinate.

"Kill? Are you going to kill?"

Of course money is a good thing, and this may also bring some future convenience, but you have to be destined to bear it!

...

Half a month later, with a careful look from a prisoner, Ji Yuan and Wang Li left the Changyang Mansion prison together, and Zhang Rui was already waiting outside with a smile.
Chapter completed!