My book friend Long Aotian

Chapter 209 "I Defeat Him and Take Away His Younger Sister"

"I am the head of Yunhua Hall, and I have come to visit my colleagues in Cao Gang. Who dares to stop me?"

Li Bailong and Zhang Chun temporarily left Huazhou, and the rest were only some scumbags who lacked authority. Taoist Ling came to the government office and went straight into the prison.

The jailers on duty stopped him.

"Master Shi, the prison officer, has to go out for something!"

"The request for a meeting requires approval!"

"Please come back later, sir!"

Such words of excuses and rejection.

Taoist Ling was…touched.

What a lovely official.

Naive perfunctory, childish evasion, simple excuses.

What a simple, honest, orthodox and incompetent official.

There are no twisted language traps, no despicable people who calmly drive you crazy and then calmly accuse you of being emotionally unstable, no evil verbal violence, and no perverted unreasonableness.

This is what officialdom should be like!
"Any descendant of the royal blood who has not committed high treason, even if he is imprisoned, the government at all levels shall not refuse a visitation request for any reason or excuse. Those who violate this will be held accountable by the relevant officials!"

Since the dog official was not around, Ling Dao Ren was very touched and dared to take action.

He opened fire with all his strength: "You are trying to stop me. Has Master Ma been treated unfairly?"

"What? Li Bailong? What does the matter of the Prison Department have to do with Li Bailong? Are you sure it's related? Then I will raise the issue of the confusion of power and duties in the Huazhou government office to the Fengxian official of our gang in the capital! If something goes wrong, Li Bailong and the Prison Department will be held accountable by the court, and you will bear the consequences yourself!"

"I am the head of Yunhua Hall, and my position is equal to that of the prefect. If you want to stop me, please ask the prefect to come!"

"Go! Invite the prefect to come! Let him see how the Prison Department does things!"

The jailers looked at each other, unable to utter a word, the fear and dread on their faces were obvious.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Ling felt a sense of pleasure rising from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

This... this is so cool!
It's just like a wooden stake!
Even with such a bluff full of mistakes, I could still be scared!
If it were Li Bailong, he wouldn't dare to say those words just now.

For the first time, Hall Master Ling felt the pleasure of bullying a weak opponent.

Damn... No wonder Li Bailong is so happy every day!

He entered the prison as if he was in an empty place, and amid the vigilance and panic of the jailers, he finally met the leader of the Ma Fulong Hall who was imprisoned in the deepest part of the martial arts prison.

Warriors are the privileged class in Da Qi and are treated preferentially in all aspects. Although the martial arts prison was established to detain martial arts criminals with great magical powers and amazing destructive power, the defense is extremely strict, with three layers of steel plates installed on the walls and the air-permeable and light-transmitting skylight iron bars are all cast in one piece, but this does not conflict with the better treatment conditions of the prison itself... In various counties and prefectures of Da Qi, the decoration standards of the martial arts prisons are better than many local inns.

So much so that in some areas where the government was not very prosperous, many jailers would live in the empty rooms of the military prison... because in most cases, it was more comfortable here than at home.

As a Wangxue prisoner, Ma Fulong naturally lived in the most secure top-level cell for solitary confinement. The cell was numbered "Tian Zi Jia", which was obviously the most secure prison prepared for the most dangerous prisoners.

However, Governor Li felt that the cell number was too simple and did not reflect the high-end status of the suite and the importance that the prison staff attached to the criminal suspect Ma Fulong, so he instructed them to change the name of the suite.

"..."

Taoist Ling stopped in front of the entrance of the prison cell. There was a brand new sign nailed to the wall.

"Cell code name: Human dregs."

"..."

Taoist Ling read on woodenly. There were still a few lines of text.

"The most luxurious place in Huazhou, the most beautiful view in the prison, the bank of Huangquan River, and the direct access to the underworld."

"This cell is dedicated to detaining those who have committed the following crimes: ritual practice, village massacre, rape and murder, feast theft, demon possession, master murder, and murder of three cultural merchants."

...He could guess who made this thing by looking at the shrimp heads that Bai Ye had sucked.

After entering the porch, opening the inner door, and verifying his identity, Ling Daoist walked in. This should be considered a living room, or more precisely a visiting room, because there was a thick and dense iron fence between the living room and the "bedroom".

He saw Ma Fulong.

Half lying on the couch, the room was fully furnished, just like the top-level room in the best inn in Huazhou. There was also a small bookshelf with two layers, which was quite rich in content.

Above are masculine masterpieces such as "Double Guns" and "The Wife of a Rich Man".

Below is a set of "Legend of Huangji Zhantian".

Ma Fulong was holding an imperial book in his hand, flipping through it out of boredom. Hearing the noise, he looked up indifferently. The eyes of the two hall masters met. The prison and the outside of the prison, separated by a fence, seemed like heaven and earth in the blink of an eye.

Taoist Ling was slightly surprised.

Because the current Master Ma looked very haggard, he no longer had the image of the elegant prince he usually had. His black hair had turned a little white overnight, and he looked a little strange.

Seeing Ling Daoist coming, Ma Fulong suddenly asked: "Why do you look so proud?"

"..."

Oops, the feeling of “it feels so good to bully the weak ones” just now has also been brought in!
Ling Dao Ren was a little embarrassed for a moment, and it was hard to explain, so he could only say: "Don't think too much, I..."

Ma Fulong said calmly, "I heard that you handed over the bodies of those merchants early this morning."

"..."

What a dog, Li Bailong! He's using his power to sow discord!

Taoist Ling whispered, "It's not that I'm incompetent, it's that Li Bailong is too cunning... Don't worry, things may turn around, we are trying to find a solution."

Being in prison, some things cannot be said too obviously, such as what happened during the day, and the implementation of the plan... But appropriate hints should be able to let Ma Fulun know the situation.

Ma Fulong indeed looked up and nodded imperceptibly.

Then the prisoner uttered a sneer.

"Think of a way?" He raised his voice and said angrily, "What else can I do? You handed over the evidence, and you did it, Hall Master. You left me alone in this cell, and you went on to enjoy yourself!"

"Happily ever after? Do you know that I didn't sleep all night last night? I was dealing with those damn experience officers that kept popping up! If I hadn't been busy all night..."

Taoist Ling jumped up and said angrily: "Perhaps today you will be served by a Kunlun slave who has been stuffy for three days and believes in Buddhism and has stinky feet. Eat the fine rice porridge he scoops from his armpits!"

"..."

Although they acted in perfect harmony, Ma Fulong's face still froze for a moment: "...What?"

Ling Dao Ren shouted half in acting and half sincerely: "The food, clothing and bedding that you are so used to and even dissatisfied with are all the results of my guarding all night long!"

Ma Fulong was even more confused: "What are you talking about!"

Taoist Ling took two steps forward, pointed his spear and said, "You are the guy who caused trouble to Yun Hua Tang! Because of your matter, Lord Yun has become so passive! He is so anxious! He racked his brains! He even had to bow his head!"

Ma Fulong's eyes flickered as he shouted, "This is not my responsibility alone!"

"Of course not!" Taoist Ling cursed, "Mr. Yun shouldn't have let you come in the first place!" The two cursed at each other openly, but with their eyes, micro-expressions and subtle body language, these complaining words were given a whole new meaning. They cursed at each other from a distance, and Taoist Ling kept getting closer and closer, almost to the distance of touching. The jailer who was monitoring behind him shouted, "You two, please be quiet..."

In a flash, a sharp light flashed in Ling Daoren's eyes. He shook out a moon-shaped sword from his wrist, and with a flick of his finger, he flicked the fundamental thing of the Cao Gang member over silently.

Ma Fulong stood up and took it with his finger.

Taoist Ling was tall and he moved slightly sideways to block the jailer's sight. At the same time, Ma Fulong took advantage of the opportunity to shrink sideways, cover his mouth with his sleeve, and immediately swallowed Yue.

…I’ve been eating this way too many times lately.

After he swallowed the Yue, his true Qi swirled inwards, guiding the Yue in his stomach. Feeling the power response from it, Ma Fulong was startled and looked at Taoist Ling in astonishment.

The divination cups distributed by the Cao Gang to their disciples were different from the divination cups used by ordinary people for divination.

The latter is rough and casual, with no particular requirements. Ordinary people can make it themselves with wood and bamboo. The former can communicate with Big Brother Wan Yunlong and obtain divine power. Its raw materials and casting methods are top secret of the Cao Gang.

Such a precious thing has a limited production capacity.

Ma Fulun's own Yue had exploded. Although he had a spare one, Taoist Ling did not know its location. The Yue that the other party sent was far superior to the one that exploded in terms of material and purity. With Taoist Ling's level and status, there was no way he could get a Yue of this quality.

Is it Yun Gong?

It must be Yun Gong.

Imprisoned and defeated, his elder brother Wan Yunlong gave up on him, Taoist Ling gave up on him, Yunhuatang and the canal workers all abandoned him...even his aunt betrayed him!
Only Mr. Yun still cares about him.

Even when he was completely defeated and in big trouble, he still didn't give up on himself.

Even sent this more precious cup...

Ma Fulong choked up for a moment.

He tried to circulate his internal Qi, and a familiar vibration came from the cup in his body.

This means that after the cup exploded, he was still able to communicate with Brother Wan Yunlong and ask for help.

Although this sense of connection seems a little vague compared to before, but considering that the cup once exploded and after "making Big Brother Wan Yunlong angry", this phenomenon seems understandable... and after experiencing the previous betrayal, Ma Fulun no longer has the gratitude of "Big Brother Wan Yunlong for not holding grudges and giving him a chance".

Just a stupid, rigid puppet.

The so-called patience, tolerance and "punishment for past mistakes and warning for future ones" are nothing more than mechanisms that act in a set way. The one we should really thank... is Mr. Yun.

He resisted the urge to cry and felt infinite gratitude towards Yun Gong. Emotions are relative. The more grateful he was to Yun Gong, the stronger his hatred towards certain people became. He recalled the pain he felt at that time, the despair that tore his soul apart, and all the people who betrayed and hurt him, one by one, must not be let go.

Thinking of this, Ma Fulun nodded gratefully to Taoist Ling.

Taoist Ling also nodded slightly.

The two sides exchanged some vulgar words and took the opportunity to exchange information.

One side cursed at the "hateful bastard who betrayed and backstabbed me".

On the other side are the "shameful thieves who ruined everything and implicated the whole gang."

It was a pity that Taoist Ling was not wearing the Yue-yue, and it was a pity that Ma Fulong's Yue-yue was in his belly. How much sincerity and how much falsehood were in these fierce words, I am afraid even the parties involved would find it difficult to tell.

Taoist Ling calculated the time and saw that it was almost time. He hummed a few words and left.

As he walked through the corridor, he stopped in surprise.

In the guard room next to the cell, he met Li Bailong's master Jiang Lishu.

The female hero of Baihua Valley sat with a pen in hand. Her beautiful face made the cold cell a little warmer. She had already written densely on several sheets of paper. When she saw him coming out, she said calmly, "We exchanged a lot of information. The thing thrown out was the cup of your Cao Gang, right? It seems that Ma Fulong swallowed it?"

Ling Daoist's expression changed slightly, and he forced a smile and said, "I don't know what you are talking about."

The master was basically only an abstract figure in front of the traitor. In front of the world, she was a cool and wealthy female knight. She had no interest in listening to Ling Daoren's explanation. She just glanced at the conversation between the two that she had recorded in full: "I don't care if you kids fight. When Li Bailong comes back, he will settle the score with you."

"..."

Why are you acting like a senior now?
Jiang Lishu gathered up the written letter, stood up, and said loudly: "Ma Fulong, in view of your dishonesty, I would suggest that Li Bailong write a new article, the title of which is..."

She tried to hold it in, but couldn't help but say it out loud: "I defeated him and took away his sister-in-law."

Anyway, only Li Bailong can get this kind of obscene joke.

The air was silent for a moment, and then Ma Fulong's roar was heard from the cell.

"As for you, Hall Master Ling, let Li Bailong personally reveal your reward plan."

Even with Master Ling's temperament, after being tormented for many days, he couldn't help but show a headache when he heard this.

Jiang Lishu walked away.

When they got to the door, the female warrior suddenly turned around and asked, "——Did Lord Yun send someone?"

Hearing Ma Fulong's roar, hearing Jiang Lishu's threat, and thinking of Li Bailong's revenge, this was the moment when Ling Daoren's defense was the weakest and his mind was full of wild thoughts. He suddenly heard this shout and his eyes suddenly changed. Facing Jiang Lishu's sharp gaze, he subconsciously dodged...

Jiang Lishu was stunned.

She had some guesses from the verbal battle between the two sides that this was just a feint, but Master Ling's guilty reaction was really too strong.

As if he had thought of something, the master asked, "Where is he now?"

Thinking of Bai Ye's schedule, this mysterious guy went to see Miss Ma, Ling Dao Ren tried to cover up: "What has Miss Jiang been talking about..."

"Hold."

...It seemed as if I heard some extraordinary voice from this heroine.

Taoist Ling was in a daze when he saw a bright sword light. In an instant, he was forced out of the prison by Jiang Lishu holding a sword: "From now on, the prison is under martial law. No one is allowed to approach or visit until Li Bailong comes back!"

The jailers seemed to have been instructed beforehand, and when they heard Jiang Lishu's order, they responded loudly.

Jiang Lishu sheathed his sword, glanced at Taoist Ling, and flew out like a wisp of smoke.

Taoist Ling looked at her retreating figure and whispered, "What a quick reaction..."

He immediately sighed: "How come it was so easy to see through?"

Should we say that he is worthy of being Li Bailong's master?
"Whatever Bai Ye wanted to do, I hope he succeeded..."

Having said this, Taoist Ling quickly left the government office.

In the Wu Prison, Ma Fulong was provoked again when he heard the name of the article. He went crazy and smashed everything in the room. Then he sat on the ground, furious and sulking.

Suddenly, he heard a low laugh.

Looking up, a pale, thin face appeared outside the narrow skylight.

With a strange evil smile.

"Hello." The man greeted, "Empty bottle."

(End of this chapter)