Chapter 1 The little jailer who has no power to restrain a chicken
Author: Yunlilu
Chapter 1 The little jailer who has no power to restrain a chicken
Mingwu thirty-three years, early autumn.
Beijing and Zhou Tianlao.
"The Great Zhou Dynasty...the Heavenly Prison Jailer...!?"
"So I've traveled through time?"
Lu Ning rubbed his sore forehead and looked at the dim classroom in front of him.
Hanging on the walls are some ancient torture instruments, prison uniforms, waist knives and other objects.
There is nothing wrong with traveling through time!
The original owner was also named Lu Ning, and he was a small jailer in the sky prison.
In my memory, three generations of the Lu family were jailers in the Heavenly Prison, a hereditary profession and a guaranteed iron rice bowl.
However, this Zhou Dynasty has nothing to do with any dynasty in previous history.
There are immortals, Buddhas and martial arts here, as well as demons and ghosts. Among the people imprisoned in this heavenly prison are the heinous demons and evildoers.
"There are monsters...!" Lu Ning's face turned pale.
This is such a high-risk world!
In the memory of the original owner, even if he stayed in this heavily guarded prison, misfortunes would still happen.
From the first year of Mingwu to the present, there have been five cases of demons plundering prisons.
Every time there is a river of blood.
Many people from the Demon Suppression Division and the Imperial Guard will die.
Not to mention that the jailer, who had no power to restrain the chicken, was instantly smitten by the demonic aura!
Even if there are no demons to rob the prison, staying in this dark and evil prison every day will cause serious damage to the human body.
The original owner's father fell ill with tuberculosis and died in his early forties.
The eldest brother in the family should have taken over, but the eldest brother is a scholar, married to his sister-in-law and has a child, and is unwilling to come to the prison to take over the iron job.
Therefore, Lu Ning took up the post.
In my memory, the original owner had just turned seventeen, worked in prison for half a year, and died unexpectedly before he was even virginal.
"Alas! This guy is too fragile!"
Lu Ning stood up and stretched his frail body, unable to help but look sad.
To be honest, the original owner's body is not as strong as his sub-healthy physique in his previous life.
It seems that the profession of a jailer is also a high-risk profession!
No, I have to change my career.
"Quit your job and go into business...!"
As soon as the idea came up, Lu Ning shook his head in denial.
Although you can make a lot of money in business with the knowledge and acumen of your previous life, this is a world where demons are in trouble and the powerful are in power.
One has no background, two has no backing, and three has no strength.
Even if he were the richest man in the world and was not kidnapped by demons, the powerful children of Beijing and Zhou would be jealous, and they might end up having to go to jail.
"Study and become an official...!"
Lu Ning shook his head. The end of the road to becoming an official is the prison.
In my memory, there were many officials and big shots imprisoned in the sky jail.
Then why bother to fight outside? I'm in the prison now!
"Cultivation to immortality and immortality...!"
Lu Ning's eyes suddenly lit up, there are immortals in this world... But his eyes soon dimmed.
Alas! With such a weak body, it is difficult to practice martial arts, let alone cultivating immortals.
After some analysis, Lu Ning found that it was safer to stay in the prison.
Although affected by the environment, his life will not be too long, but it is stable. Except for the demons who rob him of the prison, the sky prison is quite safe.
He just needs to exercise well and live for twenty or thirty years without any problem.
Well! Live first before you have a chance to think about how to live better!
"Chang'an, it's time to click!"
Suddenly, the door to the class room was pushed open.
Lu Ning looked up and saw a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue prison uniform, a round black turban on his head, a mustache, dark red piping on the prison uniform, and a big word "Prison" on his chest.
This middle-aged man's name is Zhao Quan, and he is good friends with the original owner's father.
After the original owner came to work, he also took good care of the original owner.
As for "Chang'an" being the nickname of the original owner, it may have come from the meaning of longevity and peace.
In the Tianlao, only Zhao Quan and a few colleagues with whom he had good relationships would call him by his nickname to appear more friendly. Other colleagues called him Lu Ning.
"Uncle Zhao is here!"
Lu Ning straightened out his prison uniform, Futou, and quickly walked out of the cell.
…
There is an empty space in Tianlao.
When Lu Ning came running out of breath, he glanced at Captain Zhou who was standing at the front with a majestic face, and quickly walked to the last row to stand.
There are four sections in Tianlao: A, B, C and D. There are eight cell heads and about eighty jailers.
Lu Ning is the jailer of Ding District.
After a while, everyone arrived.
Lieutenant Zhou began to roll call and lecture.
after the end.
Zhao Quan grabbed Lu Ning and said, "You kid, why are you so listless?"
Lu Ning said casually: "Uncle Zhao, I didn't get a good rest last night."
Zhao Quan threw the fried dough sticks and soy milk into Lu Ning's arms and said, "Eat quickly and come with me after eating."
Lu Ning was slightly stunned: "Where to go?"
Zhao Quan lowered his voice and said: "The torture chamber."
torture chamber?
Newcomer coming?
Lu Ning's first thought was that he soon understood that a new prisoner was about to be imprisoned.
He took a sip of fried dough sticks and a sip of soy milk, and asked vaguely: "Uncle, who is he?"
“You’ll know when you go there!”
Zhao Quan said and went to call another young jailer.
Lu Ning took a look and saw that the young jailer was two years older than him. His name was Li Xiang. He also took over from his father and had a good relationship with him in District D.
Soon, the three of them arrived at the criminal trial area.
I heard screams coming from a torture chamber, and they were shouting something like, "I'm not cheating people, cheating money, etc."
When Lu Ning heard this, he couldn't help but feel relieved.
Charlatans have a relatively low risk factor.
After entering the torture chamber and having a meal of skin and meat, he basically did all the tricks.
I saw Zhao Quan walking into the execution room.
Lu Ning and Li Xiang did not go in, they just stood outside and listened.
From time to time, the prison guards' harsh interrogations and the screams of the old liar could be heard in the execution room.
I waited for a full quarter of an hour.
Zhao Quancai came out carrying an old man wearing a white prison uniform and covered in blood.
Boom!
Throwing the prisoner in front of the two men, Zhao Quan said: "Take the prisoner away and lock him in cell No. 39."
Lu Ning looked over and twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.
He is just an old charlatan. How could he be beaten so badly?
It wasn't that he sympathized with the old liar, but he felt that in the harsh environment of Tianya Prison, if a good old man was locked up for ten and a half months, he would probably cry and scream to confess his crime.
Why do you need to go to the trouble of putting on the torture device?
"Uncle, what did this old guy lie to, and why did he get beaten so badly?"
Then Li Xiang glanced at Zhao Quan and asked, obviously also curious.
Zhao Quan turned back to look at the execution room and lowered his voice: "What a misfortune? This old guy knows some martial arts and calls himself a half-immortal."
"I cheated money and sex everywhere, and finally I got to the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion."
"If it hadn't been exposed by the Taoist priest in white at Baiyunguan, the young lady of the Wu'an Hou family would have suffered!"
"After the Demon Suppressor caught him, we found out that this old guy knew how to disguise himself."
"He was the biggest flower picker twenty years ago...!"
"He was the Gyeongju bandit who committed many murders ten years ago...!"
Listening and listening, Lu Ning and the two didn't feel that the old guy was miserable at all, and even Li Xiang stepped forward to make up for it.
Zhao Quan frowned and said, "Which one of you is going?"
Lu Ning couldn't help but look at Li Xiang.
I saw Li Xiang speak first: "Chang'an, this old man is all you need. Uncle Zhao and I are going to fish first!"
With that said, he and Zhao Quan left.
Lu Ning was speechless. He knew what Li Xiang meant by fishing, so he just went to gamble.
This is the current situation in Tianlao. There is nothing to do but eat, drink and gamble with dice.
I saw the two people walking away.
Lu Ning looked down at the prisoner.
The prisoner's bones were wrapped in iron chains, his limbs were severed, and he was dying.
Not at all dangerous.
He immediately grabbed the iron rope and dragged the prisoner to Cell No. 39 in Area D.
There is no other way, even with his weak body, he can only drag it on.
"worn out!"
When the prisoner was dragged into the cell, Lu Ning squatted down on a pile of dead grass, panting like a dog.
Being a jailer is still a laborious job.
I don't even have the strength to drag a prisoner away.
Thinking of this, Lu Ning decided to start practicing martial arts from today to make himself stronger as soon as possible!
He immediately got up from the pile of hay and staggered away.
When I walked to the prison door.
suddenly.
A bright light appeared in front of the somewhat groggy eyes, and then as the golden and black light rolled, a book with a golden and black cover appeared in front of his eyes:
Catalog of Heavenly Punishment.
The book opens automatically to the second page.
Writings and pictures appeared on the dark golden page that was originally empty.