Start with the jailer

Chapter 1 Time travel and become a hereditary jailer?
"Whoosh..."

"Whoosh..."

Since yesterday, Li Qingfeng has always felt a heavy stone on his chest, whether he is walking or sitting down to rest, he always feels a little out of breath.

At this moment, Li Qingfeng looked at the bronze mirror in front of him.

In the mirror is a young man of sixteen or seventeen, with a slender body and a handsome face, which is simply a true portrayal of the poem Mo Shangren Ruyu.

But his complexion was extremely pale, and there was a thick black light strangely on his pale cheeks.

"The face was black, dull and pale as paper..."

"It's just less than ten days."

"Does the vicious and evil spirits in the dungeon have such a great impact on the human body? In such a short period of time, I almost became a sick and consumptive ghost?"

"If things go on like this, I'm afraid I won't have to wait until such a big event as the demon prison robbery happens, and I will follow in the footsteps of that cheap old man and die?"

He is a traveler.

The predecessor was also called Li Qingfeng.

On the day when he crossed over, Li Qingfeng's only relative in this different world, that cheap old man, had already been buried.

It's also the same, almost everyone thinks that he was at a loss when he just crossed over, because he couldn't bear the blow.

Immediately afterwards, Li Qingfeng became a glorious jailer of the Heavenly Prison in accordance with the rules of the prisoner of the Tang Dynasty.

Just after crossing over, you can get the establishment directly.

Li Qingfeng was very happy at the beginning, after all, he didn't have to go to a small town to do introspection, and the prison guards had a lot of money.

A jailer's salary and allowances can easily support a family of three.

But when he gradually learned why his cheap father died before the age of 40, and what kind of place the sky prison is, he regretted it.

The sky prison is not the prison of the previous life.

This world is not a normal world either.

This is a world where martial arts can pass through the gods and monsters make chaos.

During the 30 years of the current emperor's reign alone, there have been no less than [-] big incidents of demons robbing the prison in this prison...

Every time a demon robs a prison, the prison guards of the Heavenly Prison are the unlucky ghosts who bear the brunt of it. Even before the jail guards understand what happened, they almost all die under the unimaginable means of the demon.

Even if he was lucky enough not to die in this catastrophe of demons robbing the prison, the surviving jailer would, like his cheap father, unknowingly die of serious illness under the erosion of the fierce and evil spirit of the prison.

You know, this sky prison stood here when the Tang court was first established, and it was where the court held death row criminals and serious criminals.

Countless demons and murderers were detained here.

The age of Tianlao is about the same as that of Datang, which is 770 years.

Over the years, evil spirits such as evil spirits and evil spirits have been firmly entrenched on this day, as strong as death.

In addition, it was a cold and humid day without sunlight in the prison.

Staying in such an environment all year round, the body will be eroded by these fierce and evil spirits, which will naturally damage the internal organs, and life expectancy and even fertility may be affected by this.

According to statistics, the average life expectancy of the prison guards is less than 30 years old. Even the guards who have escaped several prison robberies by chance, the longest-lived prison guards can hardly live past 50 years old.

Some jailer families even died out long ago because of this, and there is no one to inherit the hereditary establishment.

"This body was originally born with a congenital defect because of the evil spirit of that cheap old man... According to the current situation, I am afraid that in a few years, I will have to belch as well."

"At that time, the Li family will be completely extinct, and no one will inherit the hereditary system..."

"How could I accept such a high-risk occupation so readily?"

"But then again, this is the jailer's registration, which is similar to the craftsman's registration of the ancient dynasty in the previous life. People in the jailer's family can only be jailers for generations."

"If I dare to escape from this industry, I am afraid that tomorrow I will return to the dungeon as a prisoner and wait for Qiu Hou to be executed."

With a heavy heart, Li Qingfeng changed into the jailer's standard robes, while he kept thinking about the possibility of breaking the situation.

"If you can't resign, if you don't want to die early, then the only way out is to practice martial arts."

This is the world of martial arts.

Even though the people Li Qingfeng saw didn't show much in the past few days, those warrior prisoners who were said to have high martial arts skills were still tortured by the ordinary people in the sky prison, making them look like ghosts.

"It is said that if you practice martial arts to a certain level, you can easily achieve the level of preventing all evils and diseases."

"Besides being a jailer in this heavenly prison, apart from being eroded by fierce and evil spirits, there will also be prison robbery incidents from time to time. Only by practicing martial arts can you have a greater chance of surviving."

The more he thought about it, the more Li Qingfeng felt that there was no problem with this idea.

But after thinking about it carefully, he fell silent again.

There was barely one warrior in the Li family for eighteen generations, and it was only a warrior with blood energy.

In other words, the Li family did not have family tradition of martial arts.

And his body is inherently flawed, and it is impossible for any warrior to teach him martial arts because of his aptitude.

Even if there are warriors who are willing to teach him, his salary as a little jailer is good enough to support his family, but the conditions to practice martial arts with this are far from enough.

"It's still a dead end!"

The light in Li Qingfeng's eyes dimmed.

Just when Li Qingfeng was worried about his future, he had already arrived at the prison.

"Xiao Li! Come here quickly!"

Li Qingfeng raised his head, only to see a thin middle-aged prison guard who was paler than him standing there looking at him.

This is Zhang San.

He was a former friend of Li Qingfeng's cheap father, and thanks to Zhang San's care these days, Li Qingfeng was able to get acquainted with the duties of the jailer relatively smoothly.

"Uncle Zhang! Here we come."

Li Qingfeng walked up quickly.

Zhang San just stretched out his hand and gestured for him to follow, then turned around and walked towards the deeper cell.

Li Qingfeng followed quickly.

It was dark and humid all the way, and there were some strange and unpleasant smells in the air.

After about a cup of tea, the two arrived in front of a cell.

The cells here are all made of pillars cast from melted steel into water.

Each pillar has the thickness of the mouth of a bowl.

Looking through the gaps between the pillars, there is a prisoner sitting in the corner of the extremely dark cell.

At this time,

Zhang San said: "You wait here, I will go in and bring the prisoner out."

Li Qingfeng said respectfully: "Yes!"

Zhang San opened the cell door and walked in.

There was a rustling sound, and after a while, Zhang San came out, dragging a person.

A prisoner in prison uniform.

The prisoner was half dead, and Zhang San dragged him out with his left hand, then put his foot on the prisoner's back, and rolled directly in front of Li Qingfeng.

A strong smell of blood and rancidity permeated the air.

Li Qingfeng watched by the light of the torch on the wall, and saw that there was almost no scar on the prisoner's body, and the position of his descendants was even more blood-stained, and even maggots were already crawling.

This scene made Li Qingfeng's scalp tingle and his crotch feel cold.

So cruel!

Zhang San: "Give me a hand and drag him to the execution room."

"Yes!"

The two of them grabbed one of the prisoner's arms and dragged forward like this, leaving horrible bloodstains and some maggots rolling around on the ground they passed.

"Uncle Zhang, what did this man do? It's so miserable that he has to be dragged to death?"

"awful?"

Zhang Sanmian: "Compared with what he has done, this is not miserable!"

"This guy's real name is Liu Sanchong, and his nickname is Flower Butterfly. He is also a well-known flower picker in Jianghu, and he is extremely perverted. Over the years, there are thousands of good women who have been harmed by him, and there must be five to seven hundred!"

"The Killing Division has been chasing this guy for several years and has not caught him. The traps that the Killing Division has carefully set up several times have been escaped by this guy, but I didn't expect this guy to be so bold that he actually set his mind on Xiangguo's daughter half a month ago..."

"That is the Xiangguo Mansion where there are so many masters!"

"This kind of prostitute, even if he dies a thousand times is not enough to pay for his crime, do you still think he is miserable?"

Li Qingfeng turned his head to look at the flower picker who was being dragged to the ground.

This turned out to be a flower picker?
"He should be killed! He should be executed Ling Chi!"

Zhang San: "Okay! You don't have to go into the torture room, lest you turn around and be scared and ask for leave, just wait at the door."

"Yes! Uncle Zhang!"

As the door of the execution room closed, a miserable howling sound came from inside not long after.

There is even a smell of barbecue.

Fortunately, he has been working in the prison for more than two days, and Li Qingfeng will no longer just spit out the dinner of the previous day as he did on the first day.

After about half an hour,
With a creak, the door of the execution room opened.

Zhang San dragged the flower picker out, and kicked the limp flower picker to Li Qingfeng's side.

"Dogs get into it! It's full of maggots and blood!"

"Xiao Li, you put this person back in the No. 13 cell of Guizi."

Li Qingfeng was slightly taken aback: "Me? I go alone?"

Zhang San: "What are you afraid of! This purchase has been tossed like this, even a three-year-old child can easily handle him."

"Go quickly! Don't dawdle! After closing it, come to the torture room, and there are other tasks!"

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