Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 172 Eight years, prison boss

The big prison is deep, dark cells, and a group of prisoners who have been imprisoned until death, giving people a feeling of being unchanging.

But on a closer look, there are still changes.

In that dark corner, little holy flowers bloomed quietly, dispelling part of the coldness of killing.

Sometimes, looking back inadvertently, seeing the figure of the white wild grass in the darkness, a smile would appear on the faces of the jailers.

They are too depressed in the Heiyuan Great Prison, and whenever they see this brilliant vitality, they always feel very comfortable in their hearts.

As a promoter of white wild grass, Daifuku is well-known and has gained some goodwill, but his life has not changed much, and he still spends his time on flowers and plants.

His knowledge of spirit grass is also deepening, he learned it from Chen Sheng, and the other party's knowledge is very profound and amazing.

In Heiyuan Great Prison, he planted other spirit grasses, which were able to live, but compared with the white wild grass, he always felt a little less.

Apart from him, everyone else has also changed.

Daoist Daoist Daoist, after experiencing the baptism of Chen Sheng, became a little strange, he didn't resent him anymore, and even had a kind of admiration and fear for him.

Probably, if you want to subdue this kind of people, verbal reasoning is useless, and you have to crush them in real ways in order to be truly respected.

Cai Rong once said that Chen Sheng would suffer bad luck if he did not change his temper and abide by the three survival rules of the Abyss Prison.

Later, he ate the sentence.

Chen Sheng has lived a good life all these years, and he has also realized what the old man said, some people are different.

Most people can live a good life only by following the rules, but a small number of people can let the rules bypass them and be free and unrestrained.

In his opinion, Chen Sheng was this kind of person.

Wang Xian is still the same as before, obsessed with information, young, staying in the Heiyuan Prison, without the slightest irritability, and even more comfortable like a duck in water.

"Eight years..."

Chen Sheng lay on the grand master's chair, whispering in his mouth, and took a look at Heiyuan Prison, and he no longer felt strange.

In these years, he has been very comfortable in District A and Eleven. The people here are all nice. Although he is in the dark, his heart is still clean and there is no intrigue.

Of course, except for the prisoners, they are a bunch of scum from the Immortal Dao, and the heart and eyes of each person add up to be heavier than a cow.

He had come into contact with several people, and he was able to retreat completely. Gradually, he gained a little weight in the hearts of the prisoners in District A[-].

As a result, they became more and more interested in him, and more and more calculations fell on him.

He can guess the other party's mind. In this cold prison, losing freedom is almost like dying. There is no interest in life.

Prisoners don't care about life and death, and they regard Heiyuan Prison as a game, and he, the jailer, is a key player in the game, destroying him gives them a sense of accomplishment.

The only exception was Taoist Dapeng. Perhaps he wanted to let the prisoners understand that Chen Sheng was too strong, not too weak, when he stumbled.

He stood in line with Chen Sheng, and turned against the prisoners, trying to find a more advanced sense of existence.

Every time at this time, Chen Sheng would have a strong sense of separation, this scene was too ridiculous and joyful.

His eyes turned, and he saw an old figure, it was Old Changtou, the prison head of District A[-], the first person he saw and relieved his kindness in Heiyuan Prison.

Compared with eight years ago, he is much older, and he can feel a sign of aging from a long distance.

"Before you came, I didn't feel old, but now when I look back, I realize I'm really old."

The old Changtou also noticed that his emotions were very complicated, he sighed, but he accepted it calmly.

He said to Chen Sheng: "I plan to retire and let my grandson take over my class."

The identity of the jailer in the Heiyuan Great Prison is rarely passed on from generation to generation, but the ferocity of the prisoners is rare, and there are very few old jailers, so future generations will inherit it.

The death rate of the new prison guards is ridiculously high. If there are other connections, forget it.

Originally, he thought so too, but Chen Sheng's appearance made him change his mind and decided to send his little grandson here.

"That's... not bad, I can't spend my whole life in Heiyuan Prison."

Chen Sheng was a little bit reluctant, but he knew that the old man's decision was right. Heiyuan Prison was too dark, so it was better to go outside, so that he could experience the last bright life.

"I have already recommended you to the higher-ups as the new cell leader of District A and Eleven."

The old Changtou was still very kind to Chen Sheng, and before leaving, he planned for him to be the prison boss, saying: "It stands to reason that there is no problem."

He was very optimistic about Chen Sheng, and felt that this young man could go a long way.

Although the authority of the cell boss is very small, it is still a help, it is convenient for Chen Sheng to work in the eleventh district, and he will not be inferior to others when he talks to the cell bosses in other areas.

"I don't have much pursuit of authority."

Chen Sheng once owned many things, but they were all lost, some active and some passive.

He has already looked down on authority, and he only hopes that people like Chang Tou can exist safely and everything goes smoothly.

"Those who can do more work, you are the most suitable."

Old Changtou smiled, but did not change his mind. He believed that Chen Sheng's character and ability could better manage District A[-] and protect those guards who obeyed the rules.

Two days later.

Chen Sheng's appointment came, and he took over as the head of the Jiaxi prison.

"The handover is complete, and the curtain is completely over."

The old man said calmly.

A new cell leader in District A[-] appeared, and it was time for him, the old cell leader, to retreat.

"Old Changtou, you're leaving too quickly."

From Wang Xian's point of view, the old Changtou is somewhat legendary. He was able to survive in the Heiyuan Prison until he was retired, and his state of mind is absolutely first-rate.

Such an outstanding senior, leaving suddenly, can't help but give birth to a feeling of changing years.

"To be honest, I'm a little bit reluctant. When I first entered the Black Abyss Prison, I only survived because of your advice and insight into the survival rules of the Black Abyss Prison."

Cai Rong is a very rigid person, he does things rigidly, but in the matter of Lao Changtou's departure, his true feelings and reluctance were revealed.

Old Changtou was his instructor in Heiyuan Prison.

It was also by learning from this senior that he survived the most difficult years.

"Coming together and parting often, life is like this."

Old Chang's heart was touched. Although the Heiyuan Prison is not a good place, but after staying for a long time, he still has some feelings. But he is getting older, so he really has to leave.

"Farewell, everyone."

He called out, turned around and left, the long corridor was very dark, and every time he took a step, some memory images would appear in his mind.

Many, many, I had forgotten at first, but when I left, they poured out like a tide.

Teenagers are active and dreamy, young people accept reality when their dreams are shattered, middle-aged people are calm and indifferent, and old people accept everything.

The corridor is very long, but it has an end after all.

The moment he walked out of Heiyuan Great Prison, the sky shone on his body. His old age was visible to the naked eye, with a stooped body and gray hair. He really spent his whole life inside.

"Goodbye."

Chen Sheng watched the old man's figure gradually drift away, and finally disappeared in the Heiyuan Great Prison. He had an intuition that he might never see him again in this life.

Years of wind and frost invade the aging body, like rotten wood, don't be surprised when it falls down.

Dafu and the others also stood behind, watching the old Changtou leave, as if they saw their future self, their moods were a little complicated, and they waited more for blessings.

……

"Didn't Old Changtou say that he would let his little grandson come over to be a jailer?"

A few days after Old Changtou left, Wang Xian still misses him a little bit, but it is impossible for him to come back, so he can only place his thoughts on Xiao Chang.

"Probably still teaching the survival knowledge of the Black Abyss Prison."

Dafu is well aware of the horror of the Black Abyss Prison, and the new guards have the highest death rate.

As long as Xiao Chang is a real grandson, then as an old man who lived in the Heiyuan Prison until he retired, he will definitely babble non-stop, passing on the knowledge of survival for many years.

"For the sake of the old man, we have to help him."

Cai Rong reminded.

"The premise is to listen to advice."

No one refuted, the old Changtou is still a good person, and he has saved a lot of favors to benefit the younger generations.

But it was at this point, if Xiao Chang committed suicide by himself, they would not be able to save his life.

Just as he was talking, a young man walked through the long corridor, surrounded by darkness and dangerous prisoners. He was a little nervous, but he still maintained his basic composure.

Finally, he came to District A[-], saw the jailer here, and greeted him very kindly.

"Seniors, I am the little grandson of Lao Changtou, and I will be the jailer of District A[-] in the future. Please take care of me."

Chang Sisi knew in his heart that the Heiyuan Prison was very dangerous, and he would not be caught blind and fall into danger if he had someone to help him.

Compared with other newcomers, he is extremely lucky. With the foundation laid by his grandfather, he will not feel too uncomfortable.

"Good to say."

When Dafu saw Chang Sisi, he vaguely saw the appearance of the old Changtou from the other person's face, and unconsciously, he felt a little caring.

"The three survival rules of the black prison, if you strictly abide by them, you will not die."

Cai Rong still had that serious look, he was not good at expressing his feelings, he reminded everyone earlier to take care of Chang Si, but when he saw the real person in a blink of an eye, he became stiff again.

"Those prisoners really cannot be touched."

Wang Xian nodded. He knew a lot of things, but the more he understood, the more he felt that the prisoners of Heiyuan Prison were extremely terrifying and should not be provoked.

"I understand these rules, don't worry."

Chang Sisi responded one by one. During this period of time, his brain was indoctrinated with many knowledge points about survival in the Black Abyss Great Prison.

Before leaving this morning, grandpa was still talking about it non-stop, which was a kind of happy trouble.

We met, we greeted each other, and everyone dispersed. Even if we were taking care of them, it would not be the same as teaching a three-year-old.

Chang Sisi knew that in Heiyuan Great Prison, he was very free, as long as he didn't mess around, he could do whatever he wanted.

He stood on the side, observing District A[-], and then saw a person, who was very indifferent in such an environment, with a white flower growing beside him, with his back facing the skylight from the window, he looked like a kind person The sense of clarity and purity has the artistic conception of Senluo Hell as a sanctuary.

All of a sudden, he knew who this person was.

"Brother Chen, grandpa told me to listen to you in everything, and I will follow you by your side from now on."

Chang Sisi walked over, a little respectful, this is what his grandfather ordered, Heiyuan Prison is very dangerous, if you are not a very powerful person, then follow the powerful person.

Fortunately, there are such powerful people in District A[-], and they have a good relationship with grandpa.

"The Black Abyss Prison is very dangerous, but don't do anything outrageous, God will bless you all right."

Chen Sheng had a good impression of Chang Sisi, he knew respect, he was polite, and there was a hint of youthful innocence, but that was innate and should not be criticized.

Old Changtou is a kind man, and it seems that his grandson will not be lost in Heiyuan Great Prison.

"How can I go out of line, I am a jailer in my family, and I will definitely abide by the rules."

Chang Sisi hurriedly said.

Only ignorance can be fearless. As a jailer passed down from generation to generation, he deeply knows the horror of the Black Abyss Prison. There are man-eating monsters hiding everywhere, so he cannot act recklessly.

"Ah."

Chen Sheng could see that Chang Silu was indeed prepared, and according to a certain routine, he asked, "What are the three survival rules of Heiyuan Prison?"

When he first entered the Black Abyss Prison, the old Changtou told him the three survival rules of the Black Abyss Prison. Now that he saw the other party's grandson, he talked about it again. There is a feeling that cause and effect are intertwined.

"Don't be greedy! Don't be curious! Don't show mercy!"

He often thinks about it without even thinking about it.

The three survival rules of the Black Abyss Great Prison, which he has recited since he was a child, are almost branded into his bones.

"I know that it may not be possible to do it. No matter what your thoughts are, watch, listen and ask more during this time, but don't do too much. Digest the knowledge in your mind and it will be safe."

In Chen Sheng's words, there were a lot of mentions. Chang Sinu knew a lot about the Black Abyss Prison, but these things hadn't been put into practice, and there was still a layer of separation.

Only when time passes by and corroborates what you have seen and learned can you truly understand it.

"I will."

Always think and obey.

For some reason, facing Chen Sheng, he had a sense of déjà vu as he faced his grandfather, and the sophistication and wisdom accumulated over the years were convincing.

the next period of time.

Chang Sisi strictly followed Chen Sheng's instructions, watched more, listened more, asked more questions, and did not do much.

Even the model jailer "Cai Rong" of Heiyuan Great Prison couldn't find a single flaw, so he was recognized by everyone and completely integrated into the jailer group of District A and Eleven.

After getting the approval, Chang Sisi relaxed all of a sudden, only then did he realize that the life of a jailer in Heiyuan Prison was really idle.

The unchanging prison cells, the escape of prisoners who are almost impossible to meet, and the darkness that cannot be seen at a glance make this kind of vacancy magnified into a state of emptiness.

He watched the lives of other seniors.

Daifuku studied the way of flowers and plants.

I hope I can inquire about it.

Cai Rongxin resisted directly like a block of iron.

He decided that he had to find something to do, but there seemed to be nothing to do.

"Go find Chen Sheng."

This is what his grandfather said, if you are in doubt, you can ask Chen Sheng.

(End of this chapter)