Chapter 391: Whoever blesses me, I believe in them

Once the seven days were up, with a rumble, the three gates of the Jia-block prison slowly opened, and a turbid smell mixed with an indescribable odor rushed toward them.

The prison guards used their hands as fans, waving and fanning, hoping to disperse the pungent smell, but in the end, it was all in vain.

No one could get in!

This smell, even the prison guards who dealt with turbid air all year round couldn't stand it, and they didn't know what the imprisoned officials inside were like.

First, they sent handymen in to clean, which took nearly a whole day to barely clean it up initially, and then they sprinkled lime to disinfect.

Chen Guanlou took a box of ointment from Medical Official Mu and smeared it on his nose. Except for the pungent smell of the ointment, he couldn't smell anything else. He walked down the steps and entered the Heavenly Prison, which never saw the sun all year round.

He walked past cell after cell, looking at the imprisoned officials in the cells who were listless, half-dead, disheveled, and crazy, and his mood instantly became very good.

Serves them right!

One by one, they were used to being arrogant, and even after being locked in the Heavenly Prison, they couldn't control their hands. Collusion was collusion, but they had to kill.

Previously, no one managed these things, and no one cared about the life or death of prison guards. Now that he had come to be the prison clerk of the Jia-block prison, in his territory, he absolutely would not allow similar things to happen again. Whoever dared to mess around, he would implicate everyone, and everyone in the entire prison would suffer together.

This rule had to be established.

He arrived in front of the cell door where Xie Changling was imprisoned, looking at the other party's sunken cheeks, messy beard and hair, and eyes full of bloodshot, looking haggard and exhausted after several sleepless nights, without half a bit of sympathy.

"How does Lord Xie feel?"

Xie Changling lay on the ground without any image, and even when bugs crawled over his head, he didn't move. Who could have imagined that this person was once so glorious and bright, and that a former top scholar had fallen to this state, which was truly sigh-worthy.

"I have seen Prison Clerk Chen's methods, and I admire them!" The other party was sarcastic, having suffered a great crime, and hatred had grown in his heart. Hunger could be endured, but mental torture would be fatal.

For scholars, mental needs were more important than material ones. Especially for a scholar at the level of a top scholar, the hatred in his heart was called hatred.

Chen Guanlou gave a light laugh and said lightly: "My methods are nothing, not worth mentioning. Lord Xie hasn't seen the true methods of torture in the Heavenly Prison. That is truly being unable to live and unable to die. The world says the Imperial Prison is hell, and those who enter lose half their lives. In fact, compared to the Imperial Prison, the methods of the Heavenly Prison are not much different.

It's just that the prison guards of the Heavenly Prison follow the rules and have a bottom line, and unless it's a last resort, they won't use those methods on prisoners. However, some people rely on the fact that prison guards have a bottom line and think prison guards are easy to bully, killing at will and not taking the lives of prison guards seriously. This time, I just want to tell everyone that we prison guards can also not follow the bottom line and not follow the rules. Don't force people into a corner."

"Why is Prison Clerk Chen telling me these things? I have done nothing, and I am innocent, yet I have suffered an unprovoked disaster."

Xie Changling maintained an open and bright attitude, without the slightest guilty conscience. He was upright and didn't fear anyone investigating. Don't put the blame on him.

"I didn't say you did it. I just want to tell Lord Xie that everything must have a bottom line; don't force people into a corner."

"Prison Clerk Chen is joking. You are surnamed Chen; no one would want to kill you."

"Lord Xie is wrong; someone really wants to kill me, and not just once."

Xie Changling raised his eyebrows slightly but didn't make a sound.

Chen Guanlou squatted down, closer to Xie Changling. "These past few days, Lord Xie has suffered."

Xie Changling still didn't make a sound.

Chen Guanlou continued: "You people, this bunch of imprisoned officials, are already locked in the Heavenly Prison, why are you still unwilling to keep to your duties and have to stir up trouble, implicating innocent people? You have been making small moves in private, and I have always turned a blind eye and ignored it. You took my politeness as weakness and easy to bully. Sure enough, people cannot be too kind and must show their fangs from time to time. I have never heard of imprisoned officials in the Imperial Prison daring to kill at will; that group of imprisoned officials locked in the Imperial Prison are all very honest. Hmph! A bunch of cheap bones, only knowing how to bully the soft and fear the hard."

Xie Changling half-closed his eyes, seemingly to avoid eye contact with Chen Guanlou.

He didn't refute, but said: "Prison Clerk Chen seems very satisfied with this collective punishment?"

"Of course I'm satisfied. Looking at the Heavenly Prison, seeing you all listless, looking scared and disgusted, I am very happy. Moreover, regarding this collective punishment, the Ministry of Justice didn't even let out a fart. Clearly, the Ministry of Justice also recognizes this collective punishment and hopes to use my hand to clean you up."

Chen Guanlou was like a successful villain, looking very smug and arrogant, his words even revealing an exaggerated flavor.

Xie Changling opened his eyes, seemingly puzzled. "Why does Prison Clerk Chen want to tell me these things? Could it be that you suspect I sent someone to kill you? I have no grudge against you, and I am openly colluding with the outside world; let alone that I wouldn't kill you, I wouldn't even kill a prison guard. I am innocent."

"Every imprisoned official who comes in says they are innocent."

Chen Guanlou couldn't say clearly why he suspected Xie Changling sent someone to assassinate him. If he really had to say it, it was a vague intuition. This intuition wasn't obvious, not obvious enough to directly identify Xie Changling. He just felt that this matter should have some connection with the other party.

Even if it wasn't Xie Changling who arranged for someone to assassinate him, it had something to do with the people around him.

He couldn't find any clues from Old Chaofeng, but perhaps it wasn't so, but rather he didn't dare to investigate further. Old Chaofeng was old and cherished his life; he understood some things in his heart but would never say them out loud.

This matter shouldn't have anything to do with Prince Zhong. Prince Zhong was such a big figure, he wouldn't specifically pay attention to a small prison clerk like him.

Xie Changling had secrets that couldn't see the light.

Could it be that he had accidentally broken his secret, which led to the assassination by a martial artist? If he had really just been an ordinary prison clerk, he would have seen the King of Hell long ago.

Xie Changling turned his head, putting on an attitude of "I'm too lazy to talk to you," and his attitude of refusal was very clear.

Chen Guanlou didn't care about the other party's attitude; he just wanted to nag a few words. "If you really can't stand me and want to kill me, just tell me directly. Anyway, you can't kill me. As for me, I'll chat with you, guide you, so you don't commit suicide one day. The death quota for the Jia-block prison is not enough."

Xie Changling said with extreme disgust, "Your heart is really big enough; someone wants to kill you, and you still want to find someone to chat with and guide them? You are so open-minded?"

"Anyway, you can't kill me."

"Why can't you be killed? Do you have an immortal body?"

"I have a protective talisman; the old man who tells fortunes said I can live to be over a hundred."

"You believe in fortune-telling?"

"Why not believe?"

"As a scholar, one should respect ghosts and gods but keep them at a distance."

"I am just a half-bucket scholar, different from you serious scholars. I believe in books, and I also believe in ghosts and gods. Whoever blesses me, I believe in them."

"Utilitarian!"

"If you aren't utilitarian, why are you thinking about getting promoted and getting rich all day long? Seeing Yu Zhaoan become a prime minister, look at your jealous face, it's already distorted. Lord Xie, you are glorious and bright on the surface, but in reality, you are full of petty schemes. Don't deny it. People who enter the Heavenly Prison will sooner or later reveal their true colors." ===== CHAPTER 392 =====