The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 37 That’s it
Wang Wen came out of the Qinghe Gang and ran wildly along the river bank towards the Dusi Tianjian.

But he was only halfway through the run when the cool night breeze blew away his anger...

Looking for trouble with Zhao Zhiling and the others?
Fighting is a small matter.

The question is, what reason should he use to fight with those people?

Blame them for asking Cao Gang for help?

But the Cao Gang is the government's white glove. For cases involving underworld affairs like the White Lotus Sect, it is only natural and reasonable for Zhao Zhiling to ask the Cao Gang to assist in the investigation.

Blame them for bypassing Wang Wen?

But when Zhao Zhiling promoted Wang Wen, he valued his background as a member of the Cao Gang and the adopted son of Huang Xingde, the leader of the Cao Gang. From Zhao Zhiling's perspective, if he gave up such a useful knife of the Cao Gang just because of Wang Wen, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?
From this perspective, it was Wang Wen who was not honest enough. He accepted benefits from Zhao Zhiling and others, but did not do anything for them...

'its not right! ’

The more Wang Wen pondered, the more he felt something was wrong. After a long while, he finally came to his senses: "Am I such a dishonest person? If they really gave me enough benefits, would I have to go against them?"

"For example, if they took off the fake word in front of me, could I stop them from getting in the way...hiss, I think I could!"

"For example, if they gave me a fifth-rank deputy supervisor position... that would be a bit too much for them."

"In short, the problem with this matter is not that I, Wang Wen, am dishonest, nor that I am denying my guilt."

"But they want the horse to run, but they don't want the horse to eat grass."

"Even with the little benefits they offer, are they worthy of us working for them?"

'That's my adoptive father!'

He pondered over it for a long time and finally figured out some reason that could convince himself, and gradually he felt more righteous and confident.

"Hey, Wang Lingtai?"

Wang Wen held his head high and strode up the steps outside the Astronomical Bureau's office. The Astronomical Guard, who was guarding the gate, saw him from afar and said with a smile, "You've come back at this hour. I guess you've been to the Lichun Courtyard again?"

Wang Wen's face was tense, and he asked in a deep voice, "Has Lord Zhao rested?"

The Tianwei guarding the gate shook his head and said, "My Lord went to the government office before dark, and he hasn't come back yet!"

Wang Wen was not disappointed when he heard this. Instead, he felt relieved. "What about Master Cheng? Has he come back?"

Si Tianwei, the guard at the gate, said, "Master Cheng did come back once, but he received another mission right after returning. He hurriedly took dozens of brothers out... Judging from their outfits, they will probably be sleeping outdoors in the wilderness tonight!"

"You won't even let me breathe?"

Wang Wen was stunned for two seconds, secretly frightened: "What about Lord Li?"

The Tianwei guarding the gate said: "Master Li left at the same time as you did, and there is still no news from him!"

Wang Wen was increasingly alarmed, yet at the same time, he felt a great deal of relief. He thought to himself, "Forget it, I'll talk to them later!"

He nodded to the Si Tianwei at the gate and stepped over the threshold with a light step.

But the next second, he took a step back, turned around, grabbed the collar of the gatekeeper Si Tianwei, and slapped him sideways: "Wang what platform? What spiritual platform? A fake Shao Qiuguan is not a Shao Qiuguan, right? A fake Shao Qiuguan can't be worthy of being called a master, right? If you don't even have this much insight, why are you guarding the gate?"

With just one word and one slap, he made Si Tianwei, the guarding the gate, apologize repeatedly.

Wang Wen let him go and said with a stern face, "It's because I'm magnanimous that I don't bother with you. If it were those petty-minded adults, you wouldn't know how much trouble you would have to endure."

The Tianwei guarding the gate said: "Ah, yes, yes, thank you, Lord Wang, for your magnanimity and letting me go!"

Wang Wen contentedly pulled off the purse from his waist and threw it into his arms like trash: "Don't you just want to go to Lichunyuan to play? Go there after you get off work! When you see the madam, tell her that you are my brother, Wang Lao Hu. She will arrange for you to have some knowledgeable and interesting girls." "Oh my!"

The Si Tianwei guarding the gate was so excited that his face turned red. He held his money bag in both hands and bowed repeatedly, saying, "Thank you, Lord Wang, for making my wish come true!"

The call of "Lord Wang" was so sincere and heartfelt!
Wang Wen squinted his eyes at him and said, "Look at what you have accomplished!"

After saying that, he turned around and swaggered into the yamen, heading straight to the dormitory area behind the lobby.

Another Tianwei guarding the gate watched him leave. At the end, he looked at the bulging money bag in his comrade's hand with envy, swallowed his saliva and whispered, "Master Wang is really generous!"

"That's not the case!"

Holding the purse, Si Tianwei raised his head proudly: "Why don't you go out and ask about our Lord Wang's reputation? How can he be an ordinary person?"

……

Wang Wen returned to his bedroom, took out a flint and lit the oil lamp.

The dim firelight illuminated the atmospheric bedroom and the map on the table.

As soon as he saw the map, the inexplicable sense of urgency in his heart increased even more.

He pulled out a chair and was about to sit down, but suddenly he said to himself, "Forget it."

"It has come to this..."

He walked out of the bedroom and stood in the spacious open space outside the house: "Let's add some first!"

As soon as he raised his eyes, the Yin Cha Ling, emitting a soft golden light, appeared in the moonlit night sky.

He stared intently at the golden 150 behind the achievement column and the glittering golden "+". He felt a sense of relief as if his phone's battery was 100%, and also a sense of satisfaction as if his bank card balance exceeded six figures!

In this world of swords, blood, and gore, only the golden numbers on the Yincha Order can bring him a little comfort...

'Come on, Yinchaling!'

He shouted in a powerful voice: "Let's see what this little bitch Palm Thunder is up to!"

In a flash, the "+" sign behind the palm thunder disappeared, and the merit points instantly changed from 150 to 145.

"Damn? It's 5 o'clock right now? Why don't you just go grab it?"

He cried out inwardly with heartache, but the next second, his mind was overwhelmed by a large number of colorful images.

In those pictures, he was either standing or lying, concentrating on stimulating his internal energy to strengthen his internal organs.

Countless insights also came to his mind along with these images.

He quickly understood: "Oh, it turns out that the thunder in the palm of your hand is not the thunder from the outside world, but the thunder between your internal organs!"

The reason is actually very simple when you explain it clearly: static electricity is generated by friction.

However, this kind of friction is not external friction, but internal friction.

What was born was not static electricity that could only kill mosquitoes and flies, but golden yang lightning that could destroy evil...

"Hey, why is my Yang Lei this color?"

(End of this chapter)