The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Outside the North District.

One dead body slowly stood up.

Yan Qingshan rushed outside with his people.

I saw a large number of people pouring in at the prison gate.

In addition to prison guards armed with firearms, there were more than 20 Secret Service members wearing black Mao suits.

He has sharp eyes and you can tell at a glance that he is not a hard character to be trifled with.

Among these people, the leader is a young woman.

She has a cold expression, has neat short hair, and her eyes are as sharp as knives.

Who is Shen Ke?

Among the group of people, there was an old Taoist priest walking among them, who was quite conspicuous.

It was the drunkard who guarded the three-story underground water prison.

See the dead body's eyes as black as ink.

The drunkard-nosed Taoist exclaimed in shock: "Corpse Gu Technique?!"

Lan Baoer was a little surprised.

"The old man has good eyesight. I didn't expect you to see my voodoo skills at a glance!"

"Such evil magic is really harmful to people!"

The alcoholic old man looked distressed.

Lan Baoer said nonchalantly: "Old man, these are dead people. I am just using them as waste. Why harm others?"

"You use evil magic to drive the Gu insects to stimulate the remaining functions of the corpse and transform it into a highly aggressive walking zombie!"

"It is known that this move will cause the Gu insects to eat the soul of the corpse, and the soul will not be able to return to the underworld in peace in the future. If this is not harmful, what else is it?"

The drunkard asked loudly.

Seeing that all his details were revealed, Lan Baoer still said stubbornly: "What does it have to do with me whether I return to hell or not?"

"Are you still unwilling to admit the blood on your hands?"

The drunkard shook his head slowly, "Then let me ask you, how did you cultivate your Corpse Gu Insect?"

"Isn't it obtained through the soul sacrifice of the dead?"

"none of your business!"

Lan Baoer didn't expect that the other party knew so much about his voodoo skills, and he finally lost his composure at this moment.

"Big man, hurry up and rush over with your men!"

Yan Qingshan nodded.

"rush out!"

"Anyway, you'll die if you stay here!"

"Everyone, fight your way out!"

"Come out, live or die, let everyone take care of their destiny!"

Lan Baoer bent her two fingers and put them between the two red lips.

A clear whistle sounded.

Those dead bodies seemed to have been ordered to press outside!

"Stubborn!"

The drunkard's eyes were stern.

At this moment, Yan Qingshan punched away several prison guards blocking the way.

Smiling ferociously, he headed straight for the old man.

Just when he was less than one meter away from the other party.

A figure appeared suddenly.

It was Chen Mu, the deputy director of the Secret Service, who came back for help.

I saw him slapping out a pair of fleshy palms, instantly stirring up the surrounding Qi field.

An invisible pressure suddenly poured out.

"Bam—"

The two of them each took half a step back.

Forget it, it’s a tie.

Yan Qingshan rubbed his sore and numb wrist.

Secretly shocked, the Secret Service is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

Time is tight.

No more procrastination for the drunkard.

He took a deep breath and recited a spell.

"The Green Emperor protects the soul, the White Emperor serves the soul, the Red Emperor nourishes the Qi, the Black Emperor channels the blood, the Yellow Emperor is the master, and all gods have no rise..."

Just when he was reading this sentence, another figure came over.

This time it was Siniang Bai.

The other party was anxious. They felt threatened by the old man, so they wanted to make a sneak attack.

But he was stopped directly by Shen Ke with a sword.

And in that extremely chaotic scene, the drunkard old man finished reciting the incantation, pointed the sword in his right hand, and waved forward.

"The living souls come quickly, the dead souls go quickly, I obey the Supreme Lord to hurry up and follow the law!"

As he finished speaking, he saw something like an invisible giant hand suddenly slapping down the field.

An invisible wave of air spread in all directions.

The person who blew it couldn't open his eyes.

The corpse, which was originally like a zombie, was shaking all over as if it had been electrocuted.

Then they all collapsed to the ground, and no one could stand any longer.

Become!

The miraculous scene excited the prison guards who were originally a little scared and began to fight back.

There was a burst of gunfire.

Coupled with the support from the elite forces of the Secret Service, the prisoners gradually became helpless.

The situation has reversed!

When they saw that the prisoners were either knocked to the ground or captured without restraint, warm cheers suddenly erupted in the North District.

Everyone had obviously been holding their breath for a long time, and now they were finally released.

However, Bai Siniang and others had already taken advantage of the chaos to escape.

……

……

Colonel Xu Guochang looked solemn and led his subordinates to the prison in a hurry.

Deputy Director Chen Mu followed him.

As soon as they set foot here, everyone smelled a strong smell of blood.

Xu Guochang's brows instantly furrowed into the character "Chuan".

When he saw the corpse in the corridor, his expression became more and more gloomy.

Chen Mu next to him had a strange look in his eyes.

He didn't expect that things would become such a big deal!

"How come so many prisoners escaped?"

Xu Guochang asked.

A team leader from the North Ward came out and said in a trembling voice: "The cell door inside was opened by someone unknown. Only a small part of the prisoners did not escape. The rest... all escaped."

After hearing this, a surge of anger surged into Xu Guochang's heart.

Everyone felt his extremely suppressed anger.

"There is definitely a mole!" Xu Guochang said flatly.

"Old Xu, it's all my fault. He took his troops to Xinhekou, but ended up in vain. If all the elite Secret Service agents were in the North District, we wouldn't be like this..."

Chen Mu looked guilty.

"I can't blame you, it's all because the enemy is so cunning. I now suspect that the news about Xinhekou was deliberately released by the group that caused the prison riot!"

Xu Guochang sighed heavily.

The team leader said: "Fortunately, with the help of Master Tang Yao, we blocked the prisoners who wanted to pour out of the cell. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous..."

Xu Guochang was shocked when he heard this.

Of course he knew who Tang Yao was.

A dignified National Government prison.

There was a riot and a prisoner was asked to help!

What an irony!

After his mood recovered a little, Xu Guochang came to Prison No. 1 with the squad leader leading the way.

Opening the cell door, he walked in, clasped his fists and thanked Tang Yao: "Master Tang, I have heard what happened from my subordinates. It is really thanks to you this time."

Unexpectedly, Tang Yao had a strange expression and said, "It's not all my fault."

"Those dead thugs were all killed by people from your Secret Service..."

"what?"

Xu Guochang looked stern and asked hurriedly: "Master Tang, can you recognize that person?"

Tang Yao thought for a while.

"The man moved so fast that I didn't see his appearance clearly, but I recognized the uniform he was wearing as that of the Secret Service."

"By the way, he is a swordsman..."

"Swordsman?"

Xu Guochang seemed to have thought of something.

His body shook slightly.

He leaned over and looked at the wounds on the corpses on the ground.

They were all killed with one knife!