After becoming the new overlord of Xuanbing Prison, Bai Mengjin gave his younger brothers the first task: "How many cultivators are here? Do you know?"
Ye Mei and Jia Ding scrambled for the first place: "The eleventh room is."
"Room 18."
"Room 20 and 21."
"Are these two dead?"
"Really? I just saw them a while ago."
"How long ago was you? Hundreds of years ago?"
Jia Ding was ridiculed and scratched his head: "I don't remember..."
So Bai Mengjin said: "Go and investigate, write down all the people in Xuanbing Prison, their current situation and their approximate identities, and leave them to me tomorrow."
Several demons said: "Yes."
After finishing his work, Bai Mengjin went back to rest.
She read a book, drank tea as usual, and then took a nap. There was no way to practice in this poor place, but it was a rare and clean place.
When I woke up the next day, there were two rows standing outside the cell door. One row was Jia Ding and the three of them. The other row was Ye Mei and a group of younger brothers.
The two sides were not convinced by each other. You glared at me and I glared at you, but you didn't dare to disturb Bai Mengjin in the room, so you could only wink and make mischief.
Seeing her coming out, both sides immediately surrounded her: "Master Jade Demon!"
"We figured it out."
"We found it too."
"There are……"
"There are still a few alive..."
Both sides scrambled for the first place, fearing that the credit would be taken away, so they fell out.
"Stop!" Bai Mengjin was so noisy by them that his ears almost exploded, and he frowned and shouted.
Several demons hurriedly stopped talking and looked at her carefully.
"Come one by one." She stretched out her hand and said, "You guys talk first."
The boy glanced at Ye Mei proudly and said respectfully: "Master Jade Demon, we have counted and there are a total of five living people in Xuanbing Prison. The earliest one was imprisoned a thousand years ago..."
He chirped, and the succubus and the old beggar supplemented beside him.
Seeing Ye Mei hesitate to speak, Bai Mengjin gestured: "What about you? What news do you know?"
Ye Mei said: "This man is about to die. He has been here for too long and his spiritual energy has been almost exhausted. He has a magic weapon that he brought in secretly. I sneaked into his cell last time to see if he was dead.
No, so I can get that magic weapon..."
This Ye Mei is indeed the tyrant of Xuan Bing Prison, but the boys don't know these details.
So Bai Mengjin continued: "What else?"
Based on the information from both sides, Bai Mengjin determined that besides her, there were five other living people in Xuanbing Prison. Song Zhiyi was the first to be eliminated, because he was a good elder in his previous life and was not involved in this turmoil. So,
There are four people left.
She visited them one by one.
There was a knock on the cell, and the people inside thought they were hallucinating. Just as he continued to fall asleep, there was a persistent sound outside.
"Who?" He sat up and held the knife in his hand tightly.
If those demons want to take advantage, don't blame him for being rude! Although his spiritual power is weak, he has weapons in his hands that they cannot bully at will.
But unexpectedly, a strange voice sounded outside.
"Senior, I am a new disciple. My surname is Bai Mengjin. I heard that you are also a human cultivator, so I came to visit you."
The man was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses and asked: "Are you... a disciple of the Wuji Sect?"
He hadn't spoken for so long that his words were unclear, and even the words Wuji Sect sounded so unfamiliar.
"Yes."
There was silence for a long time, and the person slowly said: "I have nothing to say, so you can leave!"
How could Bai Mengjin shrink back because of these words, and continued: "I heard from those demons that the senior's spiritual power is no longer going to last and is on the verge of dissipating."
"..."
"I heard that senior has a precious blade in his hand, how about giving it to me? It's useless if you die anyway!"
A cold and stern voice came from inside: "Are all the little girls today so greedy? Get out! I'm too lazy to tell you!"
"Senior, are you sure?"
He snorted coldly, lay back on the stone bed, closed his eyes and stopped talking.
"Senior? Senior?"
There was only the wind and snow whistling outside the door, but there was no response.
Bai Mengjin smiled and pressed his hand on the cell door.
The restriction is triggered to resist attacks from outside.
She held the token and cracked it layer by layer. Song Zhiyi's restrictions had been reinforced, and it would be difficult for her to break them until she was weak. The restrictions here had aged over thousands of years, so it was much easier to break them.
After spending some time, Bai Mengjin finally dismantled it and entered the cell in a flash.
"senior."
The people on the stone bed jumped in shock.
This is a skinny old man, his hair and beard are all white, and he is so skinny that only a handful of bones are left. After being imprisoned for a thousand years, he has completely lost his human appearance.
He looked at Bai Mengjin in shock: "How did you get in?"
Bai Mengjin played with the token in his hand and smiled: "Senior, can we talk now?"
The man realized something and watched her sit down on the only stone chair in the room.
He sat up and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Come and care about your senior!" Bai Mengjin looked him over and said, "I wonder which sect disciple your senior is? Looking at your age, maybe you are my great-uncle or great-uncle!"
The man was silent for a moment and then asked: "Which senior brother and sister are you a disciple of?"
Bai Mengjin replied: "I belong to the lineage of Old Sect Leader Jiang, but I have always been disciplined by Uncle Hua Shi."
This person showed a strange expression, as if he was mocking: "Old Sect Leader Jiang, is that why Jiang Fengci is dead?"
Bai Mengjin nodded, and then sighed: "Not only is the old sect master dead, but his only daughter and son-in-law also died in the Minghe River. Do you think it's tragic or not?"
He had been imprisoned for too long. Jiang Shangyue was born hundreds of years later. He had only occasionally heard the guard mention it before. But this did not prevent him from feeling happy. He made a strange hey sound in his throat and his expression was twisted and happy: "
The whole family will die cleanly, great, great!"
Bai Mengjin smiled and asked: "It seems that senior has a grudge against Old Sect Master Jiang?"
He snorted and asked instead, "What did you do again? Since you belong to his sect, why aren't you called Master?"
Bai Mengjin played with the token: "Because I don't have a disciple, I'm just his grandson's fiancée."
The man looked surprised: "Is that so?"
So Bai Mengjin sighed and slowly told his story: "...You see, I'm quite unlucky, right? I got into such a disaster without incident. In order to avoid the limelight, I can only temporarily stay in Xuanbing Prison for a while.
.It’s so boring here, there are demons everywhere, and I feel very friendly when I meet someone.”
This person echoed: "You are indeed unlucky. In fact, I am too...if not..."
His voice gradually became softer, and Bai Mengjin couldn't help but lean in to listen.
A sharp look flashed in the man's eyes, and he suddenly became violent. He grabbed the blade in his hand and slashed at her fiercely.