I, Tianlaozhen Wangu, support the Empress from behind!

In the Chu River, the Zhou prison guards dragged the prisoners.

Walking through the dark and damp corridor and stepping into the demon refining prison.

A soft sound came from deep in Chu He's mind.

"Hmm? Could it be that the golden finger I traveled through time has arrived?"

Chu He shook his head and was about to investigate.

"Kid, what are you doing? Take him to room 50 right now..."

"Shall I go by myself?"

Chu He felt his hands and feet were extremely weak.

"Nonsense, do you still expect me to drag you in there again?"

Prisoner Zhou glanced at Chu He unhappily.

This kid has no sense at all, just like his dead father. Otherwise, the prison warden today would have the surname Chu.

Chu He swallowed hard.

They used all their strength and pulled together before they finally managed to drag the prisoner away.

Seeing this, Zhou the prison guard almost couldn't help but curse a few more times.

Finally he frowned and turned away.

The first floor of the Demon Refining Prison is divided into four major areas: A, B, C, and D, with a total of one thousand cells.

Each district is equipped with a prison warden, five prison guards, and nearly a hundred jailers, who are divided into two shifts, day and night.

Room 50 isn't particularly far away, but that's for others.

Chu He left a long trail of blood on the ground with almost every step he took.

Finally, after an hour, he managed to drag the prisoner to the cell door.

He threw the prisoner in again, panting heavily, took out the key and locked the door, then sat down on the ground.

"Damn it! Dragging a prisoner almost killed me!"

"If I continue to work at this rate for the next few days, coupled with the evil spirit's erosion, I'll be dead in two or three days at most."

"No, I have to check out the golden finger..."

Thinking of this, Chu He simply slumped down on the ground, ignoring the pointing and criticizing of the passing jailers.

Focus your attention instead and recall the situation when the sound just appeared.

next moment.

Chu He seemed to see countless rules converging in the void, and a dark gray book took shape in his mind.

Purgatory Scripture

The cover of the book is decorated with four large, ancient characters, written in a flowing style, revealing a captivating charm.

This made Chu He think more about it.

The [Purgatory Scripture] automatically opened, revealing the first page.

Chu He: Jailer (Near Death)

[Area: Area A on the first floor]

[Realm: None (0/100)]

[Skill: None]

[Experience value: 0]

Below is a three-dimensional map with the words "Demon Prison" written on it.

Chu He clicked in with his mind and found that he could only view the scene of Area A, and the rest was covered in a layer of fog.

There is a line of small words written next to it.

[Each time an area is lit up, the prisoners in that area will be counted for experience points.]

Chu He's mind moved, and the Purgatory Scripture automatically turned to the second page.

The second page, which was originally blank, now has a portrait of a man with big ears and thick eyebrows printed on the upper part.

The lower part contains some of his information.

[Prisoner: Zhang De]

[Evil value: half a star]

[Realm: Second Level of Strength Training]

[Status: In custody]

Participation rate: 5%

[Reward: 5 experience points/hour]

Below the information, there is also a gray triangle symbol.

Chu He's mind moved slightly, and he clicked it, and a message came back.

"After the prisoner dies, a random memory and a technique will be obtained."

"Purgatory Scripture, this should be my golden finger..."

Chu He muttered to himself.

"As long as you successfully capture and detain prisoners, you will gain experience points, as described above."

"The higher their evil value, the stronger their cultivation, and the higher my participation, the more experience points the prisoner will provide."

"If I can capture a ten-star high-quality prisoner, how much experience points can I gain every day?"

Chu He grinned and thought happily.

He didn't know how many experience points he would get, but it would definitely be much higher than now.

"However, one should not be too greedy. What I have to do now is to stay in the prison to gain experience, improve my martial arts skills, and survive."

"Other things will naturally be solved once I become stronger..."

Chu He quickly determined his goal.

"Based on 5 experience points per hour, it's already You Hour now. I have to wait until : PM the day after tomorrow to calculate my experience points before I have enough experience points to advance."

"Given my current health, if I detain another prisoner tomorrow, I might not survive until the day after tomorrow."

Chu He frowned when he thought of this.

I just got the chance to change my fate, and it's going to be over?

"Give your cheap father's three hundred taels of silver pension as a gift to Prison Envoy Zhou!"

"The prison guard's salary is only twenty taels of silver a month. I'm sure he'll be tempted."

Chu He made a decision immediately.

Compared to money, your life is obviously more important.

Moreover, you are in the demon refining prison, where food and accommodation are all provided.

"I don't need to spend money to buy resources for my martial arts training like others do. As long as I participate in the detention of more prisoners, I can accumulate experience and improve my cultivation. Becoming an immortal or a patriarch is not a problem!"

"Money is useless..."

"It would be better to use it to buy some favor from Zhou Yushi, so that I can have a chance to breathe."

After resting for a long time, Chu He finally caught his breath, stood up with the help of the fine iron prison door, patted his butt, and walked towards the living area.

When the accommodation was allocated, Chu He was given a single room and enjoyed the treatment of a prison guard in advance.

Unfortunately, the living area was damp and dark, and few jailers were willing to come and go, which was just right for Chu He.

An hour later, Chu He came to the duty room with three hundred taels of silver.

Prison warden has his own independent office, while jailers all stay in the public duty room outside.

But the prison guards don’t spend much time in the duty room on weekdays, except for inspecting and detaining prisoners every day.

They also have to inspect the conditions of the prisoners in each cell, deal with filth, deliver meals to the prisoners, etc.

Chu He knocked lightly on the door of Xia Zhou's prison guard's room.

After getting permission, he pushed the door open and went in.

"Kid, why are you coming to my place instead of drinking to ward off the cold? In another ten days you'll also be on night shift..."

As soon as he saw Chu He coming in, Zhou the prison guard got angry and couldn't help but say a lot.

Seeing that Chu He didn't talk back, Zhou Yushi's anger finally dissipated, and he asked calmly:

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Uncle Zhou, it's like this..." Chu He took out the three hundred taels of silver from his arms and handed it over.

"In the past month since my nephew started working here, Uncle Zhou has dedicated himself to guiding me every day, which has helped me integrate into the Monster Refining Prison..."

"After much thought, my nephew has decided that I must repay Uncle Zhou's kindness!"

"This is a small gift from your nephew. I hope Uncle Zhou doesn't mind it."

Prison Envoy Zhou didn't take the money directly. Instead, he looked at Chu He in astonishment, as if he had seen a ghost. "Boy, are you possessed by a demon?"

After saying this, the true energy surged in his hands and he was about to attack.

Seeing this, Chu He showed an awkward smile on his face, but his body did not move at all. "Uncle Zhou, please forgive me for laughing. I really want to thank you from the bottom of my heart..."

The two of them remained in this stalemate for a moment.

Zhou Yushi's expression changed several times, and finally turned into a deep smile.

He stood up and walked over, patted Chu He's shoulder enthusiastically, and asked kindly: "Haha, look at you kid..."

"You're still being so polite to your Uncle Zhou. Uncle, let me tell you, your father and I were close friends back then..."

The embarrassment on Chu He's face turned into a smile, and he listened patiently to what Zhou the prison envoy said.

Of course, if Zhou the prison guard had never taken any money from him, it would be more credible.

Prisoner Zhou kept Chu He chatting for half a minute before letting him go back.

Before leaving, he specifically told Chu He to practice martial arts diligently...

Chu He walked out of the door with a look of emotion on his face.

This was the first time he felt Uncle Zhou's "warmth".

Next, all we need is the east wind...