Chapter 82: Reporting Truthfully

"Long time no see, I've come to deliver food." Lu Yang's attitude was cordial; it was all practiced at the barbecue shop.

After more than a month of training, Lu Yang's fake smile had reached the level of being indistinguishable from the real thing. Even Meng Jingzhou praised Lu Yang for smiling as genuinely as he did.

Chi Xulong, who was puckering his mouth, heard Lu Yang's voice and turned his head sharply, his eyes filled with malice. If it weren't for this brat calling the constables over to eat, would he have ended up like this?

"Why are you here?" Chi Xulong's tone was unfriendly. From the moment they met, this brat had impersonated an examiner to trick him, and two days ago while eating, he had dug a pit for him. He was simply full of bad intentions, and now he was hypocritically delivering food; he must be up to no good!

Compared to a butcher like himself who had killed countless people, Chi Xulong felt Lu Yang was even more of a scoundrel!

Lu Yang had no intention of mocking Chi Xulong in prison. They would need to help each other in the future, so there was no need to make the relationship so stiff. This was also the Branch Master's intention.

It was just that Lu Yang's ears weren't good, and he misheard Chi Xulong asking if he had become a deacon: "What? How did you know I was promoted to deacon? But don't be too excited; as long as you perform well, you can also become a deacon."

Who would have thought Chi Xulong was so well-informed in prison.

After speaking, Lu Yang even took out his waist token to show off. The two characters "Deacon" were very eye-catching. Chi Xulong was so angry he was fuming: "Heaven is blind!"

Lu Yang comforted him: "Don't be angry. The leader also asked me to bring a message to you."

Hearing it was a message from Branch Master Chu, Chi Xulong calmed down a bit, thinking the Branch Master still valued him and had specifically sent someone to pass a message: "What did the old man say?"

"He said you'd better build a relationship with me."

Chi Xulong was furious. The Branch Master really valued this brat: "I would rather die than build a relationship with you!"

Seeing that Chi Xulong actually wouldn't listen to the leader, Lu Yang sighed, left some food, and walked away.

The criminals smelled the aroma of the food and drooled; they couldn't eat such delicious things in prison.

Toward the others, Lu Yang's attitude was very good, encouraging them to reform well in prison and strive to be new people after getting out, to benefit the Central Continent. Every word revealed his concern.

Those who didn't know would think they were going to be locked up in prison for ten or eight years.

After coming out of the prison, Lu Yang reported the work situation truthfully to Branch Master Chu: "I took food to the prison to visit Chi Xulong and said there were some misunderstandings between us, that we were all fellow travelers, and we would have many dealings in the future, so building a good relationship would facilitate future work. I emphasized that this was your intention, Branch Master, and said that as long as he performed well, he could become a deacon like me."

"Who would have thought Chi Xulong would be furious, cursing and saying that whoever made me a deacon was blind. He said even if he died, he wouldn't build a good relationship with me. I can't remember the exact words, but that was the general meaning."

Branch Master Chu's eyes turned cold instantly: "Who did he say was blind?!"

Lu Yang hurriedly bowed, looked up cautiously at Branch Master Chu, and replied with fear and trepidation: "That person's status is too high; it's a great disrespect, I dare not say."

Branch Master Chu already had the answer in his heart: "Alright, I know. You go back."

Lu Yang sighed, thinking to himself that Chi Xulong really had no gatekeeper on his mouth, daring to say anything: "I also ask the Branch Master not to say these words came from me; perhaps I misremembered."

Branch Master Chu waved his hand impatiently; of course, he knew such things.

After Lu Yang left, Branch Master Chu tapped the jade chair and snorted coldly: "A good Chi Xulong, daring to say I'm blind!"

The day was the same as usual: Meng Jingzhou went shopping, Seeing Man Gu exercised in the backyard, the Chang Gui hall was threading skewers, and Lu Yang was washing clothes.

Lu Yang's clothes were mortal-grade and couldn't be kept spotless.

"Damn it, why can't I learn the Cleansing Spell?" Lu Yang muttered, scrubbing the clothes hard. Among the three, he was the only one who needed to wash clothes. "When I have money, I'll definitely buy a set of clothes that doesn't need washing."

A while ago, he had asked Meng Jingzhou to teach him the Cleansing Spell. Meng Jingzhou didn't know the Cleansing Spell himself, but he had a book called *Small Daily Life Spells*, which his younger sister had secretly stuffed into his luggage before he left.

The book recorded a spell called the Cleansing Spell.

The Cleansing Spell, as the name suggests, is a spell that can make clothes clean, simple and easy to learn.

The three gathered to learn. Meng Jingzhou and Seeing Man Gu learned it first. Following a burst of refreshing spiritual energy descending from the sky, the originally dirty clothes instantly became snow-white, as if they were new.

Meng Jingzhou and Seeing Man Gu were both very happy. Working at the barbecue shop, clothes were easily dirtied, which was very troublesome.

With Meng Jingzhou's status, he naturally had refined clothes, which were magic treasures that didn't need washing and automatically stayed clean. But the quality of this clothing was too high; one look and you could tell he had a deep background, which was unfavorable for lurking in the Demonic Sect.

Lu Yang's high talent for spells was obvious to all. He also learned it, but the effect was somewhat unexpected.

After he cast the Cleansing Spell, following a distortion in space, brand-new clothes appeared out of thin air.

At that time, Lu Yang was silent for a long time, wanting to curse but not knowing where to start.

In terms of sequence, this was the first space-type spell Lu Yang learned, which was of great significance.

In terms of innovation, this was an innovation of the Cleansing Spell, equivalent to creating a new space spell.

In terms of logic, this had no logic.

Lu Yang looked at the label on the collar that said "For So-and-So," and knew that the clothes were most likely clothes made by a tailor shop. The person who ordered the clothes hadn't come yet, and they had been summoned by his space spell.

"Why is the Cleansing Spell I cast directly summoning a new set of clothes! What would the effect be if I cast a Body Cleansing Spell!" Lu Yang said angrily, feeling that Heaven thought he was too talented and was deliberately limiting his spell talent.

Of course, such clothes couldn't be worn; they were someone else's clothes, but Lu Yang didn't know who the owner was, and even if he wanted to return them, he couldn't.

Meng Jingzhou also enthusiastically offered to cast a real Cleansing Spell to help Lu Yang wash his clothes. After a burst of attempts, it ended in failure.

The Cleansing Spell could only wash the clothes on one's own body. Lu Yang couldn't take off his clothes for Meng Jingzhou to wear just to wash them, and then have Meng Jingzhou take them off after washing to give back to him.

No choice, just wash the clothes honestly himself.

After washing the clothes, Lu Yang wanted to hang them outside the window. By accident, the clothes pole slid down, and it looked like it was about to hit a passerby on the head.

"Careful!"

Who would have thought the passerby had excellent skills, dodging the clothes pole with a sidestep.

Lu Yang hurriedly went downstairs and found that the passerby was a new acquaintance, Lan Ting, a disciple of the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace who had helped him fight the tiger at Songshan.

It had been more than a month; why was she still here? Lu Yang was puzzled.

Lan Ting lowered her head, looking at the clothes pole that had fallen to the ground, silent, her moth-like eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if she were thinking about a problem.

Lu Yang asked curiously: "What are you thinking about?"

Lan Ting blurted out: "I'm thinking why this clothes pole didn't fall toward the sky, but toward the ground. Is it possible there is an invisible force pulling everything in the world?"

Lu Yang: "..."

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