Cultivating Immortals From Prison

Chapter 7
Gu Shen is already a master of seventh-rank martial arts, even if he lost his mind and stepped into a mud pit, he would definitely not be injured so seriously.

The swollen calf was completely deliberate on his part.

As the heavy snow fell, Gu Shen felt more and more uneasy, so he directed and acted the scene himself to avoid the limelight.

The sky darkened, but the wind and snow did not stop.

Gu Shen was lying in the bedroom. Through the window sill, he saw the small sycamore tree crumbling under the wind and snow in the courtyard. He wanted to get up and build a plank to cover the small sycamore tree from the wind and snow, but just got up, the idea It was canceled again.

"I'm a sick number now, so I can't move around."

As Gu Shen said, looking at the poor little sycamore tree in the yard, he shook his head, expressing his helplessness.

night.

Zhang Chenggong came with some pastries and vegetables.

"Little Gu, how are you? Are you feeling better?" Zhang Chenggong put the things on the table of the Eight Immortals in the main room, looked at Gu Shen and asked.

"It's much better, Uncle Zhang, I guess I'll be fine after lying down for two days." Gu Shen said.

Zhang Chenggong has a good relationship with Gu Shen's father. Before his death, Gu's father asked Zhang Chenggong to take good care of Gu Shen.

Since Gu Shen replaced his father and entered the imperial prison, Zhang Chenggong did take care of him a lot.

"Xiao Gu, you have the ability, and now you have become a ninth-rank master, work hard, work harder, try to move up, and become a serious Huangcheng Secretary Xiaoqi, who will be better than a jailer for a lifetime. "Zhang Chenggong sighed with emotion.

Gu Shen scratched his head and said, "Uncle Zhang, I don't want to be Xiaoqi, I'm content with being a jailer."

Xiao Qi is a seventh-rank official, and he really has an official status, but Xiao Qi is not as good as a jailer, that is, he is ordered by the Imperial City Commander, and he may be transferred from the imperial prison someday. Do it all your life.

So Gu Shen is not being humble when he says this, he really thinks so.

Not to mention Xiaoqi, he wouldn't change it even if he took care of it.

Zhang Chenggong laughed, amused by Gu Shen.

After saying a few more words, Zhang Chenggong was about to leave, and it was still snowing heavily outside. He also wanted to go home early to drink hot soup and wine, and enjoy the snow with his family.

"Uncle Zhang."

Just as Zhang Chenggong walked to the door of the main house, he was stopped by Gu Shen.

Zhang Chenggong turned his head, looked at Gu Shen, and said, "Huh?"

Gu Shen still couldn't hold back, and reminded: "Be careful and pay attention to safety."

There are some things that cannot be said too clearly, if it gets out, there may be some disasters, besides, he is only guessing, so it may not be accurate.

I can only remind you like this.

Zhang Chenggong smiled and walked out, "I know, slow down on the road, and I definitely can't step on muddy holes like you."

Gu Shen sent him to the gate of the courtyard, seeing Zhang Chenggong's figure drifting away in the wind and snow, he couldn't help sighing.

"Hope everything is okay."

Gu Shen turned around and went back to the courtyard.

That night, Gu Shen couldn't sleep.

The wind howled outside the window, Gu Shen didn't feel sleepy, and got up to meditate.

Feel the movement of the inner qi in the body round after round.

This state makes Gu Shen absorbed, forgetting the time and the bad weather outside.

With a rooster crowing, Gu Shen stopped practicing.

He had almost reached the peak of the seventh rank, and Gu Shen felt that even without relying on black matter, he could quickly enter the sixth rank.

Getting off the bed, Gu Shen opened the door and looked outside.

The sky is slightly bright, and looking around, everything you see is white.

The snow is still falling, but it is not as heavy as last night.

Looking at the snow outside where there were no legs, Gu Shen suddenly thought of one thing.

"What happened to the refugees outside the city?"

In the past few years, the Dayin Dynasty had internal and external troubles, the Great Yuan Dynasty knocked on the pass outside, and there were uprisings in the south and north.

During the rise and fall of a dynasty, the people suffer the most.

A large number of refugees fleeing from the south gathered outside the capital city. The usual life is already difficult, but this time it snowed so heavily.
"This is the way of the world."

Gu Shen could imagine that there must be corpses everywhere outside the city at this time, and how many people died of freezing.

In the morning, Gu Shen limped out of the courtyard and found a restaurant for dinner.

The restaurant is very lively.

"Hey, this snow is really heavy. The pigsty of Widow Wang's house was overwhelmed by the snow, and several piglets were crushed to death."

"I went outside the city early in the morning to have a look, and it was horrible. At least four to five hundred refugees froze to death."

"I thought one or two thousand people would freeze to death. With such heavy snow, the refugees outside the city don't even have a shack."

"Thanks to the Lu officials in the north of the city, they started building refugee shelters yesterday morning, allowing many old and young women and children to live in them, and they saved their lives. Otherwise, just wait and see, two or three thousand refugees will be designated to die."

"Tsk tsk, Lu Guanren is very courageous. His ancestors were the magistrates of the fourth rank, leaving behind a lot of property, but in the generation of Lu Guanren, it is estimated that there are not many left. His family is about to fall, and he went to rescue those refugees outside the city. , There are not many high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen in this big capital city who are bigger than the Lu family's family, and it is really shameless to compare them with Lu officials."

Gu Shen left the restaurant after eating.

He didn't hear about the situation in the Imperial Prison, so he should be fine, but he heard many people talk about the "Officer Lu" who rescued the refugees.

Although he has never masked his face, Gu Shen has admiration for this official Lu.

Back in the yard, Gu Shen cleaned up the snow in the yard.

Then I made a pot of tea and sat at the door of the main room, drinking tea while thinking.

"Maybe I guessed wrong."

"If something really happened, then the heavy snow last night was a good opportunity, but nothing happened to the prison."

"The new faces of the Imperial City Department may be normal job transfers."

"That bastard grandson may really have forgotten Lu Qi, probably he is not such a cautious person like me."

Gu Shen thought about recuperating for two more days, and went back to work if he had nothing to do.

He still loves the job.

"By the way, I won't absorb black matter for the time being these days. My current state may break through the shackles of the sixth rank at any time. Once I absorb black matter, I will definitely break through. Now the prison is much stricter than usual. Come out and take a turn, it is not suitable for absorbing black matter breakthroughs."

"The black substance doesn't sound very nice. I can change its name, such as sacred energy? Kingly energy? Spiritual energy? Immortal energy? Black energy?"

Gu Shen shook his head, feeling that these names are inappropriate, "The black substance was born from the dead body of the prisoner, can it be called necromancy?"

Gu Shen thought about the day at home.

At night, the snow has stopped.

There was no longer the sound of wind and snow shouting outside the window lattice, Gu Shen felt that he could have a good night's sleep.

Gu Shen lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep.

Boom!
A loud noise made Gu Shen startled, jumped off the bed, looked around vigilantly, and was relieved when he found that something was wrong with him.

He walked out of the main room and came under the sycamore tree in the yard. He tapped the snow with his toes, and jumped onto the sycamore tree with a handful of snow foam.

Stand tall and see far.

Gu Shen looked to the southeast, the fire was soaring into the sky.

"That is, the imperial prison."

Gu Shen frowned suddenly.

(End of this chapter)