A master of metaphysics is farming.

After the carriage left the city gate and traveled for more than half an hour, it finally arrived at the gate of the Heavenly Prison. Xiang He looked up at the solemn exterior of the Heavenly Prison.

It truly lives up to its name as the Heavenly Prison, surrounded by mountains, with a treacherous terrain, making it easy to enter but difficult to leave.

He Sui'an kindly helped her inside, saying, "The prisoners here are all imprisoned by order of the Emperor himself. They die relatively gracefully, with wine and white silk as their gifts."

"Even their death is better than that of criminals outside; isn't this to preserve the royal family's reputation?"

"Ah."

Since the emperor personally ordered his imprisonment, he was far superior to ordinary criminals in both status and ability.

Soldiers were leading the way. The inside wasn't damp, just a bit chilly.

After walking for a while, we passed through a narrow path and turned a corner to arrive at a large prison cell.

The prison cells here are built from mountain rocks; it's quite a large-scale project.

The first few cells were empty. After walking for a while, He Suian draped the outer robe he had brought over her shoulders, saying, "It's too cold here."

"really."

She adjusted her collar and stepped over another cell, only to see Fang Zhongtang, the Vice Minister of Works. He was also very surprised to see Xiang He, but his surprise was followed by resentment.

Those eyes seemed to want to kill Xiang He.

Xiang He only glanced at him indifferently before turning her head away and refusing to look at him again.

"Are all high-ranking officials imprisoned here?"

“Basically.”

Thinking about it this way, the officials Shen Zhuoci and He Suian investigated earlier, those of higher rank, should all be here.

The two followed the soldiers to the end of the road, and after another turn, they arrived at an even darker prison cell, where torches were burning, illuminating the gloomy room.

Before they even got close, they heard some murmurs. Xiang He turned his head to look at the first room, where a woman was lying on thick bedding, covered with a second bedding, and seemed to be sleeping very comfortably.

"?Refined?"

As soon as she spoke, the spirit on the stone bed stirred.

"Miss Xiang has arrived?"

Xiaoyao's voice came from the distant prison cell. Xiang He walked over and found a Buddhist saying on his cell door. Looking up, he saw another one pasted on top of it.

"It seems the abbot has placed restrictions here."

"Yes, they can't do anything here, so naturally they can't harm the spirit."

Xiaoyao wore bracelets and anklets, which jingled as she walked. "You're finally awake. I thought you were gone."

Xiang He looked down at his small eyes and laughed, "I'm lucky and have a long life, but the Taoist priest is in trouble. He might be sentenced to death here."

"How could that be? I am from another country. Emperor Yu the Great cannot easily order my death."

Seeing his arrogant appearance, Xiang He was too lazy to say anything more to him. She turned around and walked to the deepest part of the place, where the abbot had put a lot of effort into writing the inscriptions in the local language.

When Wulu saw Xiang He, his eyes turned red with malice. He suddenly stood up and rushed forward, but the chains on his hands and feet tightened instantly, preventing him from getting even a step closer to the cell door.

"What...what have you done?!"

He Sui'an laughed from the side, "You've finally spoken."

Xiang He glanced at the clerk, who was writing in a notebook, trying to record everything the people here had said.

"Are there any chairs? It might take a while to find out."

The officers and soldiers immediately brought over two chairs, and Xiang He sat down and pulled his outer robe tighter.

"That fake Ye Shuyao already told you, right?"

Wu Lu's face was bloodshot and filled with hatred. "Why can you succeed, but I can't!"

Xiang He leaned back leisurely. "I didn't do this. I'd like to ask you, do you know anyone who could do something like this?"

These words startled Wulu. He seemed to be lost in memories, slowly sitting down on the ground, his eyes gradually becoming unfocused, but then refocusing after a moment.

"It's him……"

Xiang He frowned. "Who is it?"

He suddenly laughed, his expression and voice filled with bitterness, and as he laughed, it turned into self-mockery.

"No wonder...no wonder there was no reaction back then..."

Xiang He leaned closer and asked, "What year was it? What did that person you mentioned do?"

Wu Lu shook her head with a smile, her eyes reddening as she looked at He, "You really want to know?"

"Please enlighten me, Master Wulu."

She spoke sincerely, yet laughed maniacally without a care in the world, "This is something no one else can hear, are you sure?"

He Suian glanced at the official in charge of the case, put down his pen, bowed, and led the officers and soldiers away.

After they had gone far away, Wulu sat lazily on the ground, his red eyes fixed on He, "You want me to tell you what you'll give in exchange?"

His gaze, looking down at him, darkened for a moment before finally softening into a smile. "You still want to live?"

“Of course I want to live,” he casually fiddled with his prison uniform, “but I feel there’s no way out, so… who exactly are you? Looking across the world, there has never been anyone as capable as you.”

Xiang He raised an eyebrow slightly. "Since you're going to be a dead man anyway, telling you won't hurt." As she spoke, she leaned forward and smiled faintly at him. "I'm not from here. I come from the future, many years from now. Do you understand?"

Her voice was very soft, so soft that Wulu thought she wasn't speaking, but the words struck her mind and were heard clearly.

His pupils widened instantly, "How is this possible..."

“Why not?” Xiang He leaned back against the chair. “Dynasties change, times change, and the Buddha spoke of past and present lives. All of this shows that anything is possible in this world.”

His expression froze, as if he couldn't believe Xiang He's words, but then he opened his mouth in surprise, a half-smile on his face.

A moment later, he suddenly started laughing again, and laughed for an unknown amount of time until Xiang He became a little sleepy, at which point he stopped laughing.

After calming down, he looked down at his hands for a long, long time.

“My master,” he slowly raised his head, his eyes devoid of light, “more than twenty years ago he cast a divination for Yu the Great, saying that a great calamity would soon occur…”

He sighed softly, “He meditated for seven days and seven nights and came up with the idea of ​​having a capable person come under his wing. When he was observing the stars at night, he realized that he could pray for the Ziwei star to descend. He had already succeeded at that time. After he passed away, I succeeded him as the national teacher. I have been trying to find that person from time to time, but to no avail.”

The matter can be roughly sorted out. Xiang He and the original body were swapped at that time. Two people from different eras exchanged souls. In the end, Xiang He went to the modern era, learned profound Taoist magic, and returned here again.

Xiang He is already twenty-three, while the original owner was only sixteen or seventeen. It seems that the original owner's soul has not been reincarnated immediately, and everything is predestined.

Even without the actions of the former imperial advisor, Xiang He would still have experienced something similar.

Thinking of this, Xiang He frowned slightly, "The trouble the former Grand Tutor spoke of...you are the root of the trouble, aren't you?"

If Wulu successfully swaps souls, the emperor's core will no longer be that of an emperor. Relying on his status as emperor, it's hard to say what he might do, especially given the recent border incident.

Wu Lu chuckled self-deprecatingly, "How would you know?"

"..." Xiang He slowly stood up. "Thank you for informing me."

"You're leaving already? Don't you want to know what else happened?"

Xiang He glanced back at him and smiled, "You can just wait here for your karma to unfold."