I, Tianlaozhen Wangu, support the Empress from behind!

Chu He looked carefully.

It was Zhou's prison warden and a jailer who arrived.

"What are you still standing there for? Open the door and get him back!"

Seeing that Chu He was still in a daze, Zhou the prison guard hurriedly urged him on.

"If it weren't for his filial piety, I would have scolded him again."

"Yes Yes."

Chu He reacted quickly and took out the key from his belt and opened the copper lock.

Seeing this, the jailer hurried forward, ready to lend a hand to Chu He.

The two men grabbed Meng Lide's shoulders, one on the left and one on the right, and lifted him up along with the chains.

Meng Lide was quite honest. Although he was covered in blood, he didn't say a word. He just closed his eyes and let the two men lift him.

Chu He's quick movements surprised Zhou Yushi, who was watching from outside. He was slightly surprised, "This stupid boy actually has some cultivation experience?"

Chu He and the other man carried Meng Lide and followed behind Zhou the prison guard. They walked along the dim stone road inside the cell, turning around and around for half a cup of tea before arriving at the torture room.

On both sides of the torture room were placed "tiger benches", "iron brands", "iron locks" and other torture instruments, with traces of blood and flesh on them, and the air was filled with an unpleasant fishy smell.

Sitting in the middle was a middle-aged man with an extraordinary demeanor, wearing dark red prison warden's uniform.

As soon as Meng Lide saw the middle-aged man, his face was full of anger and he was about to curse.

Zhou Yushi, who was standing by, was quick-witted and quick-handed. He stepped forward and dislocated Meng Lide's jaw.

Then he turned around.

He bowed respectfully to the man sitting in the middle and said, "Master Warden, I have brought you to cell 47, prisoner Meng Lide. Please give me your instructions."

"Haha, Prison Envoy Zhou, your cultivation is improving rapidly. I'm afraid you'll be able to catch up with me soon."

Instead, Prison Warden Fang stroked his beard, narrowed his eyes, and chuckled.

"No, your master's cultivation is profound, and I am far behind..." Upon hearing this, Zhou Yushi lowered his head slightly.

Prison Envoy Zhou knew that Prison Master Fang was trying to warn him, after all, Prison Master Fang was also a ninth-grade cultivator.

Compared with the other four prison guards who are all at the eighth or ninth level of strength training, he stands out as a thorn in the side.

"Hehe..." Fang Yucheng chuckled, his narrowed eyes relaxed, and he waved his hand, "Alright, put the man down and wait outside."

"Yes." The three of them bowed to Fang Yucheng and stood at the door.

"Liu Bu, go patrol the cells first."

The three of them waited at the door for a while, and then Prison Master Zhou told the other jailer to leave first.

After a while.

From the torture room came the sound of whips and the roars and screams of prisoners.

There was also the sound of various torture instruments falling on flesh.

Chu He's scalp tingled and his hair stood on end when he heard this. He muttered to himself:

"The methods of this prison warden are extraordinary."

Half an hour passed, and the screams continued...

"Boy, have you broken through the first level of strength training?"

Zhou the prison guard suddenly asked Chu He.

"Huh?" Chu He was slightly surprised.

"Uncle Zhou..."

"What a sharp eye! He observes everything so well."

His own breakthrough in cultivation was fine, but the way he just dealt with Fang Yucheng made Chu He look at him with new eyes.

He suspected that there was another purpose behind Zhou Yushi's greed for money.

"Martial arts resources?"

After all, not everyone is like him, who can improve his cultivation without using cultivation resources.

For others, it doesn’t matter if they don’t have money. They can refine the membrane on their own, but they may not be able to form a single layer even after several years.

The more Chu He thought about it, the more certain he became of this guess.

No wonder this Prison Envoy Zhou had already reached the eighth or ninth level of strength training when everyone else was still at the eighth or ninth level.

However, Chu He had no intention of hiding the fact that he had made a breakthrough in his cultivation.

I've only trained my strength at one level, so it won't have much impact.

At the same time, he also needs to show some strength appropriately, which will be beneficial to his subsequent experience-gaining plan.

"Uncle Zhou, after listening to your advice, my nephew went to the Kung Fu Hall to learn some Kung Fu techniques. Today, he just broke through the first level of strength training."

Chu He was worried that someone would see through his flaws and say that he had broken through without practicing any techniques.

After finishing his shift yesterday, he went to the Kung Fu Hall to get the Kung Fu techniques, but he never looked through them.

He couldn't use the technique to refine the membrane, so it seemed to be of no use.

"Haha, it's good that you've made a breakthrough. What are your thoughts after the breakthrough? Tell Uncle Zhou about it."

Prisoner Zhou was afraid that this stupid boy wouldn't understand, so he deliberately spoke more directly.

"Uncle Zhou... my nephew would like to participate more in the inspection of prisoners to gain experience."

Chu He pretended to think for a moment and then spoke.

"Huh?" Zhou Yushi glanced at Chu He in surprise. This kid was becoming more and more interesting.

He is actually interested in a job that no one else is willing to take?

However, this is a small matter, and Prison Envoy Zhou agreed without even thinking:

"Okay, next time there are prisoner inspections, I'll have them take you with them."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou."

The two of them chatted casually like this.

An hour later, the screams in the torture chamber finally stopped.

crunch--

The door opened and Fang Yucheng walked out with a gloomy face.

"Take him back!"

The two men agreed and walked into the torture room.

Chu He gasped at the tragic scene inside, while Zhou the prison guard looked as if he was used to it.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Meng Lide, who was lying limp on the ground, had been tortured beyond recognition.

Chu He suppressed the discomfort in his stomach, picked up Meng Lide, and sent him back to cell No. 47.

As for Zhou Yushi, after seeing that Chu He was the only one who could mention Meng Lide, he gave him a few words of advice and then turned and left.

Just after locking the cell door, Chu He paused.

Only in my mind.

The "Purgatory Scripture" automatically appeared and turned to the third page, and some content appeared in the blank space.

[Prisoner: Meng Lide]

[Evil Value: 2 Stars]

[Realm: Ninth Level of Strength Training]

[Status: In custody]

Participation rate: 1%

[Reward: 10 experience points/hour]

Chu He was delighted. There was actually participation in the interrogation of prisoners?

"If arraignment counts as detaining a prisoner, then as long as I participate more in arraignments in the future, that will be fine?"

For a moment, Chu He's mind was full of thoughts.

This discovery allows him to accumulate experience points more quickly.

When his cultivation breaks through to the sixth or seventh level, is there any place in this heavenly prison on the ground that he cannot go to?

By then, you can unlock more areas and gain more experience points...

If we continue to do this, why worry about not achieving great things?

"Based on this level of experience points, I will be able to reach the second level of strength training after tomorrow hour."

"But I just told Prison Envoy Zhou that I broke through to the first level of strength training today. If I break through to the second level of strength training in two days..."

"Given this person's thoughts, he will definitely pay more attention to me. Who knows, he might even suspect that I'm possessed by a demon..."

"No, let's put the breakthrough to the second level of strength training on hold for a few days. Let's go to the martial arts hall first to see if there are any martial arts that can conceal my aura."

Chu He made a decision secretly.

The next day.

After Chu He finished his roll call, he came over to conduct a routine inspection of the cells.

When I walked to Room 45, I found that the food I put down last night was still there.

I secretly thought something was wrong.

He quickly checked the "Purgatory Scripture" in his mind, and sure enough, the content on the second page had darkened, with only the triangle symbol below glowing.

"Damn it, he's actually dead?"

"I can only wait and see if I can gain any skills."

Chu He cursed inwardly.