Chapter 408: Ten Thousand Mountains of Mist and Clouds Cover the Green Sky

At the same time, inside the Prison Division of the capital, in District Ding-One-Three-Two.

Xu Qing frowned, looking at the place where the little boy disappeared. After a long moment, he walked toward the cage where the Danqing Race was located.

Perhaps it was because of the shadow's threat before, so this time the old man of the Danqing Race didn't hide. Instead, the first moment he saw Xu Qing, he hurriedly approached the bars, bowing with a face full of respect.

"Danqing Race sinner Shuimozi, greets the Overseer Master."

"What is it." Xu Qing looked at this phantom old man and spoke in a deep voice.

"Replying to the Overseer Master, it is luck!" The old man didn't have any hesitation, responding in a low voice.

Hearing this, Xu Qing's eyes became sharp.

Under his gaze, the old man's body trembled somewhat. He felt that this overseer before him was very different from those he had seen before.

But in reality, he didn't care about the overseer. After all, his race was special. He felt that even if these people in the painting destroyed his carrier, it wouldn't matter; they were all illusory anyway.

But at that instant just now, the life-and-death crisis brought by the shadow's spreading brought by the overseer before him gave him a strong feeling that the other party could eat him.

This made him nervous. After all, being eaten would be very painful.

Thus, he noticed the change in Xu Qing's gaze and hurriedly continued to speak.

"Overseer Master, this old man also doesn't know why that luck is here. It already existed when I was imprisoned."

"I also have to thank the Overseer Master for your help, because that luck always likes to manifest in the world of our Danqing Race. With it there, I didn't dare to appear. I have a feeling that it also wants to eat me."

"So I couldn't remind the Overseer Master before, and I hope the Overseer Master will forgive me."

The old man hurriedly explained. He also knew that this statement probably wouldn't be believed by anyone, because he understood that he never had the thought of wanting to remind the prison guards from beginning to end.

But words still had to be spoken.

After all, sometimes explaining and not explaining were completely different in meaning.

At the very least, this represented his serious attitude.

Xu Qing looked at this Danqing Race old man coldly. He didn't believe much of the other party's words, and he was too lazy to interrogate him.

At this moment, he turned and left, returning behind the prison gate. Xu Qing spread out his shadow and gave it the order to guard this place.

This was considered a reward for it.

The shadow was instantly excited, exuding a happy emotional fluctuation as if it had found a new toy. It spread rapidly, transforming into fourteen parts, and crept into the fourteen cages.

The Cloud Beast stopped eating because the shadow was curious and was helping it eat.

The woman trembled even more, no longer coaxing the straw doll to sleep, because after the shadow appeared, those straw dolls stood up one by one, shivering, circling around it, incomparably obedient.

Finally, they even circled around the woman together with it, eyeing her covetously.

The millstone was still rotating, only it wasn't rotating by itself, but the head was trying its best to push it.

Both sides were terrified because, in the cages where they were located, a shadow whip manifested and lashed out continuously.

In the painting of the Danqing Race, the twenty figures' expressions all changed from the smiles of the past to fear, because the shadow's main body was lying on it, licking it.

The entire prison cell was filled with harmony at this moment.

Only that little boy occasionally appeared to look at Xu Qing. Its gaze always fell on Xu Qing's right wrist. Gradually, the curiosity was not as strong as before, and finally, it simply sat cross-legged opposite Xu Qing, looking at Xu Qing with its chin in its hands.

Xu Qing also looked at it.

He knew that this little boy was the secret in this Ding-One-Three-Two.

Just like that, time passed, and soon half a month went by.

During this half month, Xu Qing didn't encounter any inexplicable matters when going out, and under his supervision, Ding-One-Three-Two also became incomparably normal.

Only every time the prisoners inside looked at Xu Qing, their eyes would reveal some terror.

Because things were missing from their bodies one after another.

It was all the shadow's doing.

Its curiosity was too strong; it always liked to eat a bite here and a bite there... Fortunately, these prisoners were bizarre and could grow back overnight.

Among them, the head there was no longer god-talking, only occasionally sighing when Xu Qing passed by.

"Don't step on me, I don't want to be stepped on, it hurts so much."

And the little boy also became familiar with Xu Qing. Basically, every day when Xu Qing arrived, it would immediately manifest and sit on the side.

That appearance seemed to follow some kind of agreement to protect him.

Sometimes it would also go find the shadow, watching the shadow scare the prisoners.

As for the Jin Gang Sect Ancestor... under his pitiful appearance, Xu Qing didn't put him into the storage bag, so besides the shadow, there was one more guard in this Ding-One-Three-Two: the Jin Gang Sect Ancestor.

He was more interested in that millstone. I don't know how he discussed it with the shadow, but finally, the millstone's cage was managed by him.

And what the shadow was most interested in was still the Danqing Race. It especially liked lying on it, occasionally licking it.

After a long time, that painting became vague.

Watching all this, Xu Qing silently calculated the time. According to his communication with other prison guards during this half month, he knew that the prison guards of the Prison Division had a quota for handling prisoners every month.

But it had to be allocated according to the number of prisoners in the prison cell. Xu Qing calculated that he only had two quotas.

He felt somewhat regretful.

"The prisoners in Ding-One-Three-Two are a bit few."

Just as Xu Qing was pondering how to increase the number of prisoners, the old man of the Danqing Race tremblingly let out a sound of begging.

"Overseer Master, this old man has a secret to inform you. I don't ask for anything else, only that after the Overseer Master finishes listening, if you feel this secret of this old man is acceptable, then... then take this black shadow away."

Xu Qing's expression remained as usual, not paying attention.

"Overseer Master... how many prisoners are imprisoned in our Ding-One-Three-Two?"

The Danqing old man spoke tremblingly.

This sentence contained deep terror. It seemed that it was also helpless and had to inform Xu Qing.

Xu Qing frowned upon hearing this, looking coldly.

There were fourteen prisoners here. He knew this when he came, and he had already checked them one by one. Moreover, he had already investigated the secret of this Ding-One-Three-Two.

And now, this Danqing Race old man suddenly asked this, and the suspicion of playing tricks was very great.

Xu Qing's gaze was cold, and he was about to withdraw his gaze.

But the next instant, he suddenly moved, recalling carefully.

"Overseer Master, you also noticed it, didn't you..."

Seeing this, the Danqing old man spoke tremblingly.

"Overseer Master, are there really fourteen prisoners here?"

"Overseer Master, you recall carefully, think carefully."

"In your memory, exactly... how many prisoners are in this place?"

"Did you really discover the secret of Ding-One-Three-Two?"

The Danqing old man's voice became increasingly weak, until it finally disappeared without a trace.

Xu Qing looked at the cage where the other party was located, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

The other party's words carried some inducement; Xu Qing had already seen this.

But regardless, he still determined in his heart, recalling the memory images in his mind.

He had already checked the prisoners here one by one on his first day here.

There were fourteen in total. The first was the Cloud Beast, the second was the Human Race woman, the third was the millstone... the thirteenth was the head, and the fourteenth was the Danqing Race.

"Fourteen, that's right." After Xu Qing thought carefully and took out the data jade slip to check very carefully, it was still fourteen.

But Xu Qing didn't know why, in this recollection and thinking, he vaguely felt that something was wrong somewhere.

But he couldn't say what the problem was, so Xu Qing stood up and walked toward the cage where the Cloud Beast was located.

After looking there, he walked a large circle along the corridor until he reached the Danqing Race old man. He counted over and over, and they were all fourteen.

At this moment, outside the cage of the Danqing Race, Xu Qing's expression was gloomy, gazing at the vague painting, and he gave the order to the Jin Gang Sect Ancestor in his heart.

In an instant, the black iron slip flew out, circling the entire prison cell, flying into every cage to investigate, and finally returned, informing Xu Qing that everything was as usual.

Xu Qing was silent and spread out his shadow again, investigating once more. The shadow even swept across every prisoner, finally transmitting divine sense fluctuations.

Just like what he had checked before, there was no difference.

The prisoners were indeed fourteen.

Xu Qing's expression sank. He controlled the shadow to move away from the painting in front of him, making the old man in the painting fully revealed.

The Danqing Race old man was looking at Xu Qing at this moment, his expression carrying panic, crying out.

"Master, I also had no choice but to talk nonsense. Just now, the black shadow was about to eat me. I had no choice but to do this to buy myself a little time, otherwise, I would be gone. Master, you are generous, forgive me once, just once!"

Xu Qing didn't speak, his gaze colder.

The old man trembled, panic turning into terror, and then spoke rapidly.

"What I am about to say next is the real secret. Overseer Master, actually, the prisoner that our Ding-One-Three-Two is really suppressing is... a god!"

"Tell me in detail." Xu Qing spoke slowly.

"Overseer Master, I also don't know too specifically. I heard it from a prisoner who was here before me and was even older than me. When the Prison Division was built, a clone of a god was sealed... This is also the reason why successive Palace Masters have to oversee this place."

Xu Qing was lost in thought. He thought of the first time he arrived, the hissing from the deep pit he heard, and the tremors from the depths of the earth that occasionally came from the Prison Division.

He also thought of the prisoner corpses processed here, all thrown directly into the deep pit, as if feeding it.

These thoughts permeated and expanded in his mind, eventually occupying the entire space, diluting the doubts that had arisen regarding the mysterious behavior of the Danqing Clan elder earlier.

After a long time, Xu Qing glanced at the Danqing old man and completely recalled the shadow from the painting.

Although the shadow was unwilling, it had no choice and could only put its attention on other prisoners, continuing to play.

The Jin Gang Sect Ancestor was the same, going to the millstone.

District Ding-One-Three-Two returned to normal, everything as before.

That luck little boy also appeared again. Looking at its location, it seemed to have been following Xu Qing all along, keeping a certain distance and never leaving.

Time passed slowly, and a few days went by.

Everything about Xu Qing was normal; although he had occasionally pondered the words of the Danqing Clan elder, they had gradually dissipated from his mind without him realizing it.

Until this day, when it was time to go off duty, he left Ding-One-Three-Two and saw an acquaintance in the Prison Division.

It was Kong Xianglong. ===== CHAPTER 409 =====