Lanke Chess Edge

Wang Li was nibbling on the chicken legs, not daring to get too close to Ji Yuan, and kept a certain distance to appreciate the calligraphy written by Ji Yuan. Although he was a storyteller, he asked himself that he was also a scholar. , there is a lot of time to speak, and a lot of time to record, but obviously it can't be compared with Mr. Ji's words at all, worthy of being a fairy.

Although in Wang Li's view, Mr. Ji is just writing calligraphy works, but I have heard from him before that this is actually inferring the wonderful method, which is called the method of writing calligraphy by Mr.

Wang Li didn't understand such unfathomable things, but he also had his own ideas: a rather arrogant scholar fell into a difficult prison, and he shared hardships with a gentleman who was immortal. He thought that the gentleman was just an expert. I think in the end it's a fairy...

The plot of the story came to Wang Li's mind little by little, and this time the protagonist was himself. Thinking of this, Wang Li was a little excited, and an uncontrollable excited smile naturally appeared on his face. Chicken fat and chicken skin hanging on the corners of the mouth, how strange, how evil.

In the corridor of the distant cell, the jailer who was staring at Wang Li's cell shivered suddenly.

"hiss……"

The jailer looked at the surrounding cells, especially the three cells opposite Wang Li's cell. The prisoners in it were all huddled in the corners, and some were covered with thatch, which was obviously a little scary. The jailer couldn't bear it any longer, so he left and walked to the outer hall.

After a while, the jailer returned to his position in the outer hall, finally feeling relieved, stretched out his hand to frustrate his arm to make himself warmer.

"Why did you come back? He ate something?"

The old man sitting at the table drinking a little wine saw the jailer rubbing his hands and came back, so he asked a question, the latter smiled reluctantly and nodded.

"I ate all the food and drink, but still no diarrhea, but here, it's getting worse."

The jailer nodded his head to express Wang Li's mental problems, and added after hesitating.

"Head, Wang Li's current situation looks more and more terrifying..."

The old man frowned and took a sip of wine. Of course, he also knew Wang Li's situation. To be honest, he was also a little panicked.

"Head, Wang Li's situation is too weird. I heard from the older generation that such a person can become a ghost when he dies..."

"hiss……"

The head of the cell also shivered a bit, reached out and picked up the wine jug and poured some of the empty bowl beside him.

"Come on, drink some wine to suppress your shock."

"Hey!"

...

More than two months have passed, and Wang Li's "madness" has really normalized. No prison guards come here to listen to books anymore, and he hasn't delivered that kind of food box for several days, let alone added ingredients to the prison's meals.

On this day, when I closed my pen, a pile of rice paper on the table was covered with tiny words, either overlapping or spreading. Although the pages were not connected, there was a feeling that all the words were connected as one, faintly echoing each other. Yunyan is implicated between the words.

Of course, Wang Li couldn't see them. He just thought that Mr. Ji's words were beautiful and harmonious, but after reading it for a long time, he felt sleepy.

"Uh, Mr. Ji, are you finished?"

Ji Yuan put the wolf pen on the pen holder, moved his hands and feet, looked at the words on the paper on the low table, and nodded with a smile.

"Well, the writing is almost done. It only needs to be sculpted. It can become this "Dream of Dreams", and I would like to thank you for your help."

"I?"

Wang Li pointed to his nose and smiled awkwardly.

"Mr. Ji, don't make fun of me. I don't have the ability to instruct you to practice calligraphy. It's true that you eat and drink and mess around..."

Having said that, Wang Li glanced outside and saw that there was no jailer coming at the end of the aisle in this cell. When he turned his eyes around, he found that the prisoner in the opposite cell had made contact with his line of sight and immediately shrank to a corner.

"Mr. Ji, they haven't brought wine and food for a while, and Miss Zhang doesn't know when they will come..."

Ji Yuan shook his head and smiled.

"Why, are you still waiting for them to deliver?"

Wang Li smiled a little embarrassedly and answered truthfully.

"Well, you are here, sir, and they can't poison me. Although those dishes are not as good as Miss Zhang's, they are worse than prison rice..."

Speaking of this, Wang Li seemed to have finally reacted to something, and said alertly.

"Sir, do you think they gave up the drug? Are they going to use other methods to deal with me, such as giving me a knife while I'm sleeping? It's not long before I get out of prison!"

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the soil. What are you afraid of? Because of the Yin family's face, they will never dare to openly attack you. Just stay at ease. Maybe they think you don't need to kill you now."

Wang Li scratched his head.

"That is to say, a small person like me, the eldest master of the Xiao family should be a fart."

Just as he was saying this, footsteps came from the end of the corridor, and soon the prison head and the jailer came to Wang Li's cell. Although Wang Li was very scheming when he was telling stories, but under normal circumstances, he was still like an ordinary scholar, secretly watching his side several times to see how his husband would react.

Wang Li's self-conceited action was obvious to the old man and the jailer, but it made him even more terrifying. During this period of time, it was not that the jailer thought about whether Wang Li's cell was haunted, and now every jailer wears an amulet on his body.

"Cough, Wang Li, your sentence is up, you can go!"

"what?"

Wang Li subconsciously looked at Ji Yuan, and then at the jailer.

"No, the two messengers, I should have at least half a month left?"

"Hey, bookmaker, don't you think that you haven't been in jail long enough? You remember the wrong date!"

"Did I remember wrong?"

Wang Li subconsciously glanced at Ji Yuan again, but the latter didn't say anything.

"Yeah, I remember wrong, you can get out of prison."

Ji Yuan sneered and nodded at Wang Li, who hurriedly responded to the jailer.

"Oh, oh, I know, I know, uh..."

Wang Li glanced at the prison, and he didn't have anything to salute to clean up, and Mr. Ji had already taken away the four treasures of the study on the low table with a wave of his sleeves.

"Let's go now!"

After Wang Li said such a sentence, he had to bite the bullet and walked out of the cell, and then saw that several other guards had also opened the doors of the cells next to him.

"Come out, come out, you two can get out of prison!"

"Come out, your sentence is over!"

Seeing that the prisoners in the four or five cells around were being released, Wang Li was relieved, and it should be no problem for everyone to be released together.

"Uh, a few messengers, is this an amnesty for the world by the Holy One or is there another decree of good news?"

Wang Li looked a little flatteringly and asked the prison head, who looked at him.

"Yo, as expected of a scholar, think clearly!"

Wang Li was completely relaxed, and the inmates who came out together were also elated, but after they came out, they all subconsciously kept a distance from Wang Li, even some of the guards nearby. Only Ji Yuan looked at everyone with a half-smile.

The location of these prisoners seems to be relatively remote, but in fact, it is not far from the gate of the large prison, not in the depths of the dungeon. all let go.

When the group of prisoners who were released from the prison reached the open area of ​​the lobby outside, they found several other guards standing there. When they saw them coming out, they suddenly shouted in surprise.

"A prisoner escaped!"

"Close the outer door, close the outer door, some prisoners escape!"

"Zheng" "Zheng" "Zheng"...

The guards drew their swords out of their sheaths in an instant, watching Wang Li and the other prisoners stunned.

"My lord! You've been wronged!" "Master, Master! We didn't escape from prison!"

"It's these poor masters who said we can..."

A jailer turned around, but found that including the few jailers who sent them out, all the guards around had weapons in their hands~www.NovelMTL.com~ and their blades were shaking.

"You are going to kill!?"

"The prisoners escaped and dared to resist, take them all!"

Said to be taken, but those grim-faced jailers slashed directly without hesitation.

"Puff puff……"

"Oops..." "Ah..."

The knife light flashed a few times, and a few screams sounded. At this moment, the prison head also felt the pain of tearing in his back, and when he turned his head, the jailer slashed him with a knife.

"Stop! Stop all!"

The prison head shouted in pain and the guards all stopped. Many people had blood on their knives, but their faces were full of horror. Everyone looked left and right and then looked at each other.

There are no prisoners, and there is no Wang Li figure, only the jailers who are almost all injured, and even one of them fell to the ground and was seriously injured.

"What are we... doing?"

"Wang, where is Wang Li?"

After a long time, except for the severely injured one who was bandaged and lying on the side, all the jailers stayed in the front hall as if they had seen a ghost after being simply bandaged. of. Because Wang Li and the prisoners are all staying in the prison, the chain has not been opened, but these prisoners clearly remember what happened just now.

"Head... we're not going to hell, are we?"

The prison head took a deep breath, but couldn't refute.

"Then Wang Li, are you still killing it?"

The corner of the prisoner's mouth twitched, and he looked at the subordinate who was questioning.

"Kill? Are you going to kill?"

Money is of course a good thing, and this matter may also bring some convenience in the future, but that has to be fate!

...

After half a month, Ji Yuan and Wang Li got out of the Changyang Mansion prison with one or two guards carefully sending each other off, while Zhang Rui was already waiting outside with a smile on his face.