Chapter 7: Seventh grade, Yang Qi drowned

Author: The Gulf Fat Dragon

Chapter 7: Seventh grade, Yang Qi drowned

Jiang Feng knew that Uncle Huo could not continue to fiddle with him.

Otherwise, if you escape the risk of prison and fall into Uncle Huo's hands, it would be more than worth the loss.

In the morning, he asked Uncle Huo to discover that he could consciously turn his eyes.

It was noon that Uncle Huo noticed that he could start to blink.

At night, his eyes could move. These changes made Uncle Huo particularly excited. He didn't dare to be careless when he did the medicine twice in the morning and evening. He also helped Jiang Feng pinch his legs and rub his shoulders, for fear that Jiang Feng's qi and blood would be blocked and his body would be stiff because he was not moving.

By the third morning, Jiang Feng couldn't hold back his feces and urine, so he could only slowly make himself sit up.

Uncle Huo was smiling from ear to ear while brushing the toilet.

Another day, Uncle Huo was able to support Jiang Feng in the yard to bask in the sun, and he could also take the time to go home to see the situation.

In this way, seven days have passed.

Jiang Feng was finally able to walk down the ground, but he was still feeling a little weak in energy.

Uncle Huo was worried and decocted Jiang Feng twice a day, bringing a few eggs from time to time, buying fish to replenish Jiang Feng's body.

In a blink of an eye.

Ten days have passed since the day Jiang Feng "falls" at the door and hits his head.

Uncle Huo returned to his cell today.

Jiang Feng checked the panel information.

Name: Jiang Feng

Luck: 732

Practice: Prisoner Health Preservation (Proficiency+)

Skill: Jailer Long Fist (Introduction +)

Realm: Eighth grade (Bone Refining)

Supernatural powers: immortality

From the seventh day, Jiang Feng found that his luck had not changed much. He predicted that the storm in the cell should have passed. On the tenth day, Uncle Huo finally returned to work in the cell.

"Last time, the thief got into the family, almost lost his life. The fortune value has increased by more than 200 years. During this period, the fortune value has increased more than last time. It seems that the storm in the prison cell is even more dangerous than last time."

"I just don't know what happened."

"If Uncle Huo can come back tonight, I will go back tomorrow."

Jiang Feng was thinking in his heart.

"Try to see how much strength you can improve."

Looking at the luck value of more than 700 points.

Jiang Feng directly added 500 points to the prison guard's health care.

The content of the panel changes instantly.

Name: Jiang Feng

Luck value: 232

Practice: Prisoner Health Preservation (Proficient)

Skill: Jailer Long Fist (Introduction +)

Realm: Seventh grade (marrow refining)

Supernatural powers: immortality

Sure enough, with the improvement of the prison guard's health, Jiang Feng's realm also changed. He got what he wanted and became a seventh-grade marrow refining warrior.

He saw the plus sign after the prisoner's health exercise disappear, and he calculated in his heart that the next time the plus sign appears, he would probably have a lucky sign of one thousand or even higher.

But Jiang Feng was not in a hurry.

He is immortal.

There is a time that people cannot imagine, and slowly grind it. As long as they can avoid risks again and again, sooner or later, they will be able to accumulate their luck to an unimaginable level, and make themselves the number one master of the Tang Dynasty.

Jiang Feng kept the remaining 200 lucky points first, and it was not used on the prison guard's long fist.

At present, it is still necessary to improve the realm and strength.

If you really encounter an emergency, you need to upgrade the prison guard's long fist, it will not be too late to use it then.

night.

Uncle Huo came out of the cell.

He came to see Jiang Feng and found that Jiang Feng had recovered and would be able to return to the prison cell to make up for work tomorrow. He left with confidence.

Jiang Feng sent Uncle Huo out of Chaoyang Alley.

He didn't ask a question about what happened in the cell in the past ten days, he didn't want to ask, couldn't ask, and he didn't dare to ask randomly.

Anyway, I will return to the cell tomorrow.

There is something unusual inside, and he can naturally discover what Uncle Fire can find.

The next morning, just as dawn was dawn, Jiang Feng changed into a small prison uniform and rushed to Zhenbei Prison.

He is as usual.

Do your own tasks first, such as cleaning the workshop, rubbing the torture tools, then pushing a wooden wheelbarrow, carrying an empty wooden barrel and an empty wooden basin, and collecting rice porridge. Within the specified time, the rice porridge will be distributed to prisoners in thirty cells.

Last time, Yang Qi was locked up in Room No. 6.

Jiang Feng paid special attention.

turn out.

All prisoners from Room 1 and Room 10, and all of them were missing.

Yang Qi was gone.

But the walls of Room No. 6 seem to have just been painted, and they look very neat and shiny.

You should know that there are many traces in the walls of each cell. Some prisoners are usually bored and like to write or draw on them.

Like Room No. 6 now, there are entire walls and tidy tiles. Not to mention the first floor, even the second floor and the third floor may not be able to have several.

What's more, Jiang Feng has always been responsible for the distribution of food between Room 1 and Room 30, and he knows the situation here best.

But seeing that there were no prisoners between Room 1 and Room 10, Jiang Feng did not dare to think about it carefully for the time being. In order not to attract attention, he pushed the wooden wheelbarrow and did not stop along the way and came to Room 11.

The person who was deaf and blind in Room No. 11 was a middle-aged man who was deaf and blind. It was said that he wanted to redeem the contract for sale, but he didn't have enough money. He was stabbed by his master and his ears were deaf. Jiang Feng had never asked if there was any other hidden information, but he just heard some fragments of content from other prisoners.

He put the rice porridge in his cell.

Then he hit the iron pillar hard.

The vibrating touch made the man notice the abnormality, groped and picked up the bowl, and tasted it carefully.

江锋继续推着木轮车,给三十个牢房内,有犯人在的牢房,挨个送粥.

Then I found that there were no one in rooms No. 12, No. 13, and No. 14.

After he finished, he pushed the wooden wheelbarrow and went back to the work room. This time, he didn't even look at Room No. 6, as if he had noticed nothing abnormal.

Wait until I got back to the workshop.

Uncle Huo has already brushed the wooden barrel inside.

Jiang Feng didn't see Niu Wang.

I didn't see the prison guard who was transferred to replace Dazhuang a while ago. The little prison guards who came into their workshop, except Uncle Huo, were all unfamiliar faces. Everyone greeted each other and did not discuss what happened in the cell recently.

I don’t know if they all noticed it or just arrived at Zhenbei Prison, so they didn’t know what happened recently.

In short, Jiang Feng ignored his job and did his job well as usual.

Half a month passed like this.

Many brothel women in Longdu plunged into the moat, because the talented man Yang Qi fell into the moat last night and fell into the moat and drowned. As soon as the news came out, countless women who admired Yang Qi's talent were heartbroken.

Many brothels cried.

The prison guards in Zhenbei Prison were also talking about Yang Qi's romantic past. Many people lamented that Yang Qi's life is worth it. Even if he becomes a drowning ghost, he is still a romantic drowning ghost.

Jiang Feng also agreed a few words.

He was full of envy of Yang Qi's romantic and interesting things. When he was excited, he even slapped his thighs hard, lamenting that people were more angry than others.

(End of this chapter)
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