The Vajra Sect Ancestor was stunned for a moment, and the shadow also showed countless eyes.
"Is it possible to explain this sentence to an existence that I didn't notice......" Xu Qing said calmly.
"Besides, this Danqing Ancestor has always called me a four-word guardian, but this explanation is a two-word title, my lord."
"Such an obvious place, but I strangely ignored it before." Xu Qing's eyes showed coldness.
"So, how many prisoners are there in Ding 132 District, which I am guarding?"
Xu Qing narrowed his eyes and remembered in his mind.
"The first one is the cloud beast."
"The second is the daughter of the human race."
"The third one is the Stone Demon."
"Thirteenth ......" Xu Qing paused, and a cold aura rose all over his body at this moment.
"Fourth, who is it?" Xu Qing murmured, and Tong Kong began to contract.
The Vajra Sect Ancestor on the side was about to speak, but he was stunned, he couldn't remember, and then his whole body trembled, with horror in his eyes.
The shadow was also at a loss.
"Who is the fifth? Or who is it from the fourth to the twelfth? I can't remember." Xu Qing spoke softly, took out the prisoner's information jade slip from his body, and checked how he counted it, it was all fourteen.
But it just doesn't matter if you can't remember the middle nine.
It's extremely weird.
There was it in the jade slip, Xu Qing felt that he had seen it, but he couldn't remember it when he thought about it carefully.
"The previous guard also introduced the prisoner, and he seems to ...... I didn't say the middle nine, but I actually felt normal at the time."
"Interesting." Xu Qing's eyes flashed with a cold light, he opened the storage bag, and wanted to record all this of his enlightenment, but after thinking about it, he did not use a jade slip, but took out a blank bamboo slip.
His storage bag has a lot of bamboo slips.
On this bamboo slip, he carved everything he was thinking about now word by word.
In the last line, Xu Qing wrote five words and a question mark.
The power of the gods?
After doing this, Xu Qing stood up and walked out of the Sword Pavilion in this dark night.
The rain outside was still sprinkled on the ground, and there were puddles on the ground, Xu Qing was walking on it, and he was all the way to the Prison Division in the night.
Walking on the steps of the Prison Division, the sound of footsteps came far away, and echoes formed in circles.
This was the first time Xu Qing had come to the Penal Prison Division at night, and the surroundings were even darker, with only the lights lit at some distance on the walls, emitting a dim glimmer.
In the darkness around him, the fire was insignificant.
Xu Qing looked calm and walked down the steps step by step, he didn't want to wait until dawn, because day and night were no different for him.
But once a long time passed, he was worried that his memory would be molded again, so he planned to take advantage of the current reaction and deal with it immediately.
He was going to see the fourth to twelfth prisoners.
In this way, in this silence and darkness, Xu Qing came to the fifty-seventh floor of the Criminal Prison Division, came to the door of Ding Yihei's prison, raised his hand and pushed it open.
"The fourth to twelfth prisoners, are there or not!"
While the sound of crunch echoed in the silence, Xu Qing walked in expressionlessly, and with a bang, the door closed.
Ding 132, as always, pitch black.
The moment he walked in, Xu Qing faintly felt that there were eyes in the cage looking at him, and at the same time, the figure of the little boy also appeared beside him, with helplessness and concern in his eyes.
Xu Qing noticed and frowned.
He came this time for this gaze!
When he checked the jade slip before, he found that there was no little boy in the photo, but he remembered the helpless look of the other party.
That's why I came here late at night, with the purpose of finding out why the little boy's eyes were like this.
This is his only purpose.
"Here, what's there?" Xu Qing raised his right wrist and looked at the little boy.
The little boy opened his mouth to say something, but no matter what, Xu Qing couldn't hear it, as if the two sides were separated by a time and space.
Even if Xu Qing used many methods, such as writing, he still couldn't communicate with the little boy, until finally he felt that the sky outside seemed to be about to brighten, Xu Qing sighed lightly and could only give up.
He looked up at this Ding Yi32, his eyes swept over the fourteen prisoners, and everything was as usual.
So he turned around and was about to leave, but the moment his hand touched the cell door, Xu Qing suddenly showed a hint of confusion in his expression.
"I came here late at night just to communicate with luck? This is not in line with my personality!"
"Then I can do this during the day, why come at night."
"I...... I seem to have forgotten something."
Xu Qing murmured, turned to look at Ding Yi32, the same as in his memory, there was no change.
"No!" Xu Qing's eyes showed a brilliance.
"My memory is not that bad, but I can't remember ......"
"Could it be that some force has influenced me?"
"When I came, I may not have been affected, so I came, but I forgot the purpose of entering here...... Then, I should have found some clues."
He looked at it, and suddenly raised his right hand to open the storage bag, rummaged through it, and after carefully checking each item, he took out a bamboo slip.
On this bamboo slip, a large amount of handwriting is densely engraved.
Xu Qing frowned, he was familiar with the bamboo slip, but he didn't remember that there was any writing on it, so he checked it carefully, and as he looked at it, his expression changed.
"What are the fourth to twelfth cages?"
"The power of the gods?"
Xu Qing's mind set off violent waves, the handwriting was familiar to him, it was his handwriting, but the content was extremely unfamiliar to him, and finally looked up at the surroundings.
"Affected my memory?!" Xu Qing's eyes shone with murderous intent, and the Third Heaven Palace in his body suddenly vibrated, and his internal poison forbidden aura spread and enveloped his whole body, and then he took a deep breath and used the power of the Fourth Heaven Palace for the first time.
That was the Purple Moon Heavenly Palace.
With Xu Qing's thoughts, the Fourth Heavenly Palace trembled, and a ray of purple moonlight bloomed in Xu Qing's consciousness, enveloping his whole body, while the invisible personality on his body suddenly grew at this moment.
His expression became indifferent, his eyes were ethereal, and although his appearance did not change, it gave people the feeling that he was no longer a human race with emotions, but a god who looked down on all living beings.
With this attitude, Xu Qing went to see this Ding Yi 32 again.
After seeing it at this glance, Ding Yi32's appearance changed greatly in his eyes.
This place is not black at all, but red, bright red, the ground is full of blood, whether it is the walls or the cage, it is all blood.
There was only one area that emitted light, and that was the place next to him, where the little boy was.
Because it was very close, the light emanating from the little boy also enveloped Xu Qing.
He was in the light, and in addition to the blood, there was also a thick blood mist outside the light, as if it was about to attack, but it was blocked.
Xu Qing's heart was shaken, and he looked at the cage where the cloud beast was located, inside ...... Not a cloud beast, but a stone lion without a head!
The whole body is blue and black, exuding a rich and unknown color.
Then he looked at the cage where the human woman was, and it changed as well, as if the veil had been lifted, revealing a real scene, the woman inside was no longer delicate, but a skeleton.
There was a huge scarecrow in the cage, his whole body was bloody, constantly shaking and falling countless weeds, turning into a small scarecrow, constantly devouring the woman's bones, and spitting it out after eating, re-putting it together.
It seems to be constantly biting and biting from generation to generation.
Noticing Xu Qing's gaze, the huge scarecrow also glanced back at Xu Qing and grinned.
The cage where the grinding disc and the head were held was also different from before, the grinding plate disappeared, and a huge water tank appeared in its place, exuding an ancient aura, and there was a turbid liquid in the water tank.
There were many of them, which directly pierced into the skull, making the expression of the head painful.
At this moment, the head noticed Xu Qing's gaze, but its expression was very strange, with helplessness, and a weak voice came out.
"As long as I haven't changed, I told you that I am a good ......"
Xu Qing was silent, his eyes swept to the other cages, and everything he saw made his mind set off huge waves.
He did not see the fourth to twelfth prisoners.
He saw a huge finger that pierced through hundreds of cages, and this finger exuded indescribable divine power, and the blood flowing made the cell flush red.
Blood mist, blood, are all born of her.
That's ...... The fingers of the gods.
And in the last cage, the old man of the Danqing tribe, his face was fierce at the moment, his body was thin, half naked, and there were traces of biting on it, and he was drawing with his fingers.
In his cage, there were countless scrolls floating, densely packed and unclear, and the ground was full of abandoned paintings, and if you look closely, you can see that every painting inside is Xu Qing!
Noticing Xu Qing's gaze, the old man turned his head and grinned.
"Good morning, Lord Zhenshou."
These are the true appearances of Ding Yi 32.
There are not fourteen prisoners here, but six.
Xu Qing's face was gloomy, and after staring at all this, he came to the place where the headless stone lion was, raised his right hand and waved it, the cage formation opened, and the stone lion collapsed and shattered with a roar.
Then there was the scarecrow, which was also torn apart in the formation, and then the water tank black lotus and the head.
The head was crushed by Xu Qing, and a sigh came out before it dissipated.
"Why don't you believe me?"
Finally, there was the Danqing clan, under the strange smile of the old man, Xu Qing threw his sleeves, and a ball of flames roared by, burning them all.
After doing this, he looked at the finger, was silent for a long time, turned around and walked out.
This finger is the real secret of Ding Yi 32.
What was ultimately detained here was actually the finger of this god, but Xu Qing didn't understand why such an item was placed in Ding District.
Xu Qing looked at the little boy, watching the light outside his body fighting against the blood scattered by the fingers of the gods around him, he suddenly understood.
"What the Vajra Sect Patriarch said is wrong, bad luck is not caused by not being able to bear the blessing of luck, but from a curse, a curse of the gods, and luck is here to suppress the curse."
"Therefore, successive governors will be indirectly affected by curses and have bad luck."
"This is a cognitive curse, the way to break it is very simple, just see through all this."
"So, you are the real guard here."
Xu Qing spoke softly.
The little boy nodded.
Xu Qing was silent, walked to the door of the cell, looked down at the bamboo slip in his hand, crushed it, and scattered it on the ground.
This thing is no longer needed, he plans to resign from Ding Yi 32's guard, this place is strange, even if he sees through cause and effect, but he does not want to stay here for a long time.
So he restrained his purple moon and drug ban and pushed open the prison door.
The moment he walked out, as the door closed, Xu Qing took a deep breath and frowned.
"It's a pity that the little boy can't communicate, but he doesn't seem to have any ill intentions towards me, he is more curious."
"That's fine, but there are only fourteen prisoners in Ding 132 District, which is a bit less."
Xu Qing pondered, he felt that he should find a way to increase more, with such thoughts, Xu Qing gradually walked away, he wanted to see Kong Xianglong who was imprisoned here.
After Xu Qing left, everything was as usual in this Ding 132 area.
The cloud beast was still chewing, the daughter of the human race was still coaxing the scarecrow to sleep, the grinding plate was still turning its head, the painting of the Danqing tribe did not disappear, the old man was inside, sighing.
"Why is such a terrifying guy here, waking up every day, when is the head, it's not a reminder, he will kill us when he wakes up, he doesn't remind us, he can wake up every time he analyzes."
The head of the grinding plate screamed when he heard this.
"I'm more annoying than you, this guy is normal except for the first time, he wakes up after the second time, and he can wake up every day after that, and every time he wakes up, he tramples me to death, never change!"
"I'm so inviting people to step on me, I've told him countless times don't step on me, damn it, kill him, no, the straw hat will kill him, he's doomed to die!"
In the midst of this commotion, the figure of the little boy appeared at the door of the cell, it lowered its head to pick up the bamboo slips that were shattered into pieces on the ground, picked up a hidden and imperceptible corner of the cell that came later, and threw the bamboo slips over.
There...... There is a pile of bamboo slip fragments.
On each fragment, there are handwriting, all of which are Xu Qing's handwriting.
If you calculate carefully, you can find that the number of these bamboo slips is only one less than the number of days Xu Qing came here.
Maybe tomorrow, there will be another one.
The little boy sighed, his body shook, disappeared without a trace, and when he appeared...... Already outside Ding Yi32, he appeared behind Xu Qing.
No one could see him, and Xu Qing couldn't see him either.
It followed silently, seemingly following an agreement to protect Xu Qing in the county until the young lady who was willing to be friends with her arrived.
This is the agreement.
But it was a little distressed, because it found that the person who wanted to be protected by itself did not need to protect himself from the next day.
He saw through everything about Ding Yi 32 that day, and also saw everything about himself, and his bad luck was carefully resolved not by himself, but by himself.
Therefore, he will wake up every day, he will be enlightened, and he will kill here.
And because of the influence of the gods and the suppressive power of the Prison Department itself, he would forget it every day.
Cycle and repeat.
This is Ding Yi32, and it is also the core of the power of the Criminal Prison Division.
Bad luck does not come from luck, it comes from curses, curses from gods.
No one can bear it, only forgetting can cut off cause and effect.
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I don't know if Xiao Mengxin has written it clearly, why don't you do a data survey, and vote for me a monthly pass if you understand.
I'll see how many monthly passes there are tomorrow, and I'll know how many I understand.
If there are not many, it means that Xiaomeng's new writing has failed, then I may adjust the writing to be more straightforward, clearer and more detailed later.
Xiao Mengxin looked at you very seriously.