The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 48 A sudden enlightenment
Outside the house, there was endless darkness and complete silence.

Inside the house, a dim light shone as two people and a ghost sat around, laughing and cursing. The scene was indescribably strange, yet surprisingly harmonious...

It was as if Chen Sandao felt that he was still alive.

Wang Wen and Xu Ergou also felt that he was still alive...

It's as if everything is still the same as before.

They can still be like before...

However, Chen Sandao's transparent soul reminded Wang Wen and Xu Ergou all the time that he was a ghost.

The intense yang energy from Wang Wen and Xu Ergou, which was so intense that it frightened Chen Sandao, reminded him all the time that he was already dead.

As they chatted, they somehow couldn't continue with those inappropriate topics.

The joyful smiles on their faces at reunion somehow became forced.

But Xu Ergou and Chen Sandao continued to talk for no reason, bragging about their own impressive deeds, revealing their own embarrassing stories, and reminiscing about the beautiful girls who had disappeared from Lichunyuan...

Wang Wen didn't want to bring up those unhappy things at this time, but as the eldest brother, he had to bring it up: "San Dao, what are your plans for the future?"

The forced smile on Chen Sandao's face finally froze. He looked at Wang Wen with a complicated expression, lowering his head and asking cautiously, "Brother, you're not going to kill me, are you?"

Wang Wen was about to answer when he quickly sat up straight and said loudly, "I have shed blood for the Chief Astronomical Observatory and have made contributions to it. I want to see Master Zhao..."

Wang Wen raised his hand subconsciously.

Chen Sandao subconsciously shrank his head.

Wang Wenlin was about to slap her, but then he pulled it back and pretended to scratch his head: "When did I ever say I wanted to kill you?"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? You scared me to death!"

Chen Sandao was stunned for a second, then came to his senses and gasped for breath and wiped his forehead with his hand... Unfortunately, he was neither breathing nor sweating.

Wang Wen: "But you have to find a place to go. It's not a good idea to just drift around like this..."

Chen Sandao looked confused.

Xu Ergou observed his expression and took over Wang Wen's conversation at the right moment: "Don't they say that people go to the underworld after death? Why didn't you go to the underworld, Sandao?"

Chen Sandao: "Didn't I tell you? I just felt like I slept and woke up at Xima Bridge. How would I know?"

"Then Xima Bridge isn't the underworld..."

Xu Ergou muttered something, then asked with great interest, "Where's that ghost messenger? Have you seen him? And the judge, the King of Hell, and the soup-cooking Meng Po..."

He does not mean that.

When Wang Wen heard the first half of his muttering, his mind suddenly lit up, as if he had grasped something, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"I said, don't you understand what people are saying?"

Chen Sandao was annoyed. He tilted his head and bulged his eyes out of their sockets. He said fiercely, "I already said that I woke up at Xima Bridge. Where can I go to see the King of Hell? The King of Hell is in the world of the living."

"Of course I understand what people are saying!"

Xu Ergou stiffened his neck and responded without any hesitation: "But you are not a human either?"

Chen Sandao jumped up, his face red and his eyes snarling, "Who the hell are you calling a non-human?"

Xu Ergou also stood up, put one foot on the bench and rolled up his sleeves: "Want to arm wrestle? Don't think you're a ghost, Master Gou is afraid of you! Come on!"

Chen Sandao: "Come on!"

"Wait a moment..."

Wang Wen frowned and grabbed Xu Ergou's arm, forcing him back onto the bench. "Let me think about it, why Ximaqiao? I was thinking, we don't usually hang out there..."

"Yes, that's the Sanhe Gang's dock. It's hard to explain what happened there..."

Xu Ergou responded subconsciously, and at this point, a light flashed in his mind. He was stunned for two seconds, his pupils suddenly shrinking, and he looked at Wang Wen in panic and fear, whispering weakly, "Brother, Sanhe Gang."

"Stop making noise..."

Wang Wen scratched his head frantically, "How could I not know that was the Sanhe Gang's dock?"

He clearly had grasped something in his mind, but he just couldn't figure it out.

It's like looking for something at home. You clearly remember seeing it somewhere, but you just can't remember where it is...

Xu Ergou, however, stubbornly pushed him gently and repeated with a stronger tone, "Sanhe Gang, map, Sanhe Gang, big brother!"

"What map?"

Wang Wen responded subconsciously. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the mess in his heart was suddenly cut open, and his mind became bright.

He and Xu Ergou looked at each other, and both saw disbelief in each other's eyes.

"This city can accommodate a hundred or so foreigners without attracting attention. There's also plenty of food, and they can go out in groups for exercise without worrying about being checked by the police..."

Xu Ergou hunched his neck, his eyes flickering as he whispered, "When I first heard you say that, big brother, I felt a sense of familiarity. But then I got distracted by the Liu Family Courtyard case and forgot about it... Now that I think about it, is there any place in this city that meets these requirements better than our Cao Gang's nunnery?"

The nunnery of the Cao Gang was a labor inn provided by the Cao Gang to the large number of foreign Cao workers to settle down at this wharf.

In those nunneries, everything from food, clothing, shelter, transportation, weddings and funerals was provided, and everything was covered. Migrant workers only needed to spend a small amount of money to find a place to stay and two meals a day. Many helpless workers would even pay a portion of their income to the nunnery every month when they were young and strong, hoping to stay there and spend their later years in peace after they lost their ability to work...

These temples are also the most important and core foundation of the Cao Gang.

The Cao Gang was founded by the hearts of millions of Cao workers gathered in these large and small temples scattered along both sides of the canal.

A hundred or so foreign men who were good at chopping wood might have been particularly eye-catching in other places, but putting them in the temples of the Cao Gang was like driving a sheep into a flock of sheep...

Wang Wen stared at the guy blankly, doubting his life and feeling a bit unbelievable: "No way? This bastard's brain is actually better than mine?"

But faced with this result, he felt as if his mind was suddenly enlightened, and many questions that had previously puzzled him were now solved.

For example, why would Ji Liang Laodao, Zhao Zhiling and others suddenly suspect him and Huang Laodeng?

For example, those monsters from the White Lotus Sect were clearly playing away games, so how come they were able to gain home-court advantage?

For example, he clearly gave Huang Laodeng a few words of advice in private, so how could it cause the White Lotus Sect to take such radical action?
Now, he understands everything!

Before this, he really had never thought about it in this regard.

After all, he truly regarded the Cao Gang as his home in this world.

Even though he later suspected Huang Laodeng of colluding with the White Lotus Sect...

At most, they just suspected that Huang Laodeng had some unclear relationship with the White Lotus Sect and was secretly informing the White Lotus Sect.

As for the self-destructive act of hiding the White Lotus Sect's evildoers in the Caobang Temple, Wang Wen believed that even if someone put a knife to Huang Laodeng's neck, Laodeng would definitely not admit it.

How deep are the feelings for the Cao Gang held by gang members like Huang Laodeng, who have been "serving" the Cao Gang for several generations?
Let me put it this way, during festivals, Huang Laodeng would kneel on the ground, kowtow, burn incense, and shout "Ancestors are above us". In the ancestral tablets, in addition to the ancestors of their Huang family, there were also ancestors of the Cao Gang.

But if Zhang Yuan, the leader of the Sanhe Gang, did something like this...

Wang Wen really wouldn't be that surprised.

After all, Zhang the Butcher was an outsider who had changed his career path, and in his eyes, the Cao Gang's foundation was probably just a business.

How much conscience can a businessman have?

"go!"

Wang Wen could no longer sit still after thinking this. He stood up and strode towards the fine steel silver spear in the corner: "Come home with me!"

　I drove back to Chongqing today and was stuck in traffic for seven hours. I felt so uncomfortable sitting there... That's all for today. The Chinese New Year is over. I will definitely update and write stories later. Thank you all for your support and tolerance.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)